The autumn harvest has passed, and the fields that were lush half a month ago are now full of gloom.

After a year of hard work, the people finally ushered in the most comfortable time of the year.

By taking this year's harvest home, keeping enough for the winter, selling it and some of it to grain merchants, and then hiding the money from buying grain in their cellars, the people of Guanzhong are ready for winter.

And the people were able to rest in peace, but Liu Bang, as the Son of Heaven, did not get a chance to rest.

After Liu Ying was about to hold the prison of the country, the day before the first court meeting of the Chang'an court, there were many discussions in Chang'an, and the courtiers and officials were privately vying to discuss the specific plan of 'how to renovate the Zhengguo Canal', Liu Bang's army from Chang'an finally arrived at Xinfengyi, which was nearly 100 miles east of Chang'an.

It seems that in the eyes of later generations, the speed of such a new army is a bit slow and bizarre.

——On the day of the funeral of Emperor Liu Xuan, Liu Ying and Lu Pheasant returned to Chang'an from Xinfeng, but they set off in the morning and arrived in the evening!

As for Liu Bang some time ago, when Yu Xinfeng got the news that 'Fu Kuan's soldiers and horses seem to be abnormal', it took less than four hours to rush back to Chang'an from Xinfeng.

It stands to reason that the distance from Chang'an to Xinfeng is only more than 100 miles, and it is only one day, five or six hours.

But in the era of cold weapons, one person, a group of people traveling, and an army of 100,000 orders of magnitude are two completely different concepts.

If you go out alone, or go out in a group, you will naturally ignore it and move forward.

But when the army travels, especially the army that the Son of Heaven Liu Bang personally marches from the national capital Chang'an, there are naturally many more rules.

In order to avoid disjointed teams, the front end of the team needs to control the speed, right?

In order to avoid riots, the captains of each ministry should keep a certain distance from each other, right?

Coupled with the necessary perimeter guards, the maintenance of the array formation, and the continuous appearance of 'loyal men' along the way from the time of departure, bringing their own dry food to join the team, the advance speed of the army naturally slowed down.

From Chang'an to Xinfeng, it originally only took five to seven hours, and it took a full day and a night.

When the army arrived in the Xinfeng area, Liu Bang did not rush to march, but ordered the whole army to rest in place, and instructed the Tai Lieutenant Zhou Bo, the general of the chariot and cavalry, Jin She, and the right minister Guo Li Shang, to properly settle those loyal and righteous people who came spontaneously and joined the army.

And Liu Bang himself came to a few miles south of Xinfeng, which had just been built less than a month ago, and stood at the foot of Wannian Mountain at this time.

- Emperor Liu Xuan, who had been buried nearly a month ago.

Now, Liu Bang led the army to drive in person, passing by Wannian Mountain along the way, and he should also pay tribute to his deceased father in order to pray for the blessing of Liu Xuan's spirit in the sky.

It's just that to the surprise of Zhou Bo, Fan Hao and other old ministers, Liu Bang did not let anyone accompany him this time to worship his ancestors and tell the temple······

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"Your Majesty."

About half a moment after entering the temple, Liu Bang's tear-stained face reappeared in front of Zhou Bo, who was waiting outside the temple.

When Liu Bang stepped forward and saw Liu Bang's still reddened eyes, as well as the grief on his face that was still clearly visible even if he tried his best to suppress it, Zhou Bo only bowed and did not speak again.

Liu Bang didn't pay much attention to Zhou Bo's reaction, only Xiao Ran sighed, and slowly walked in the direction of the imperial chariot.

When Zhou Bo trotted up, Liu Bang couldn't help but stagnate, and turned back thoughtfully.

After staring at Zhou Bo for a while, Liu Bangcai waved his hand to the imperial chariot beside him with a calm face.

"Come on."

Hearing this, Zhou Bo's complexion changed slightly, and he was about to open his mouth to refuse, when he saw the corners of Liu Bang's eyebrows frowning slightly.

"Something to discuss!"

Feeling that Liu Bang was bored in his heart, Zhou Bo finally dispelled the idea of refusing, and with a slightly restrained bow, he helped Liu Bang into the chariot, and then knelt down and sat down.

Seeing that Zhou Bo was sitting firmly, Liu Bang gently knocked on the edge of the carriage, signaled the driver to leave, and looked directly at Zhou Bo.

"On the eve of the expedition, I rumored that the Marquis of Huaiyin entered the palace, and the Marquis of Huaiyin said that he was not sick."

"Hou Zhen sent the palace to the internal history, and ordered the Marquis of Huaiyin to go with him on the expedition, but the Marquis of Huaiyin still complained of illness······"

Saying this coldly, Liu Bang clenched his teeth slightly, and the corners of his eyes were narrowed slightly.

"What does the Marquis of Huaiyin think?"

When Liu Bang spit out the words 'Marquis of Huaiyin' in his mouth, Zhou Bo's pupils shrank suddenly, and his complexion changed suddenly!

After only a little thought, Zhou Bo suddenly threw his hand.

"Your Majesty!"

"Chen Feng is in chaos, Zhao is imminent, but the Marquis of Huaiyin does not help His Majesty to quell the rebellion, but keeps writing with Chen Feng!"

"This, it's really not the work of a human minister!!"

As he spoke, Zhou Bo couldn't help but raise his hand slightly, wiped the corners of his forehead with his sleeve, and his snort couldn't help but become a little heavy.

Seeing Zhou Bo's posture, Liu Bang raised his head with a gloomy face, stared at Zhou Bo for a long time before sighing.

"Don't panic."

"Marquis Erjiang, I can't believe it yet."

With a few words, Liu Bang turned over slightly, pushed open the two-foot square window on the side of the carriage, and looked thoughtfully at the barren field.

Only a moment later, Liu Bang's face suddenly froze again, and he rearranged the window and motioned for Zhou Bo to move forward.

When Zhou Bo stepped forward with a suspicious face, almost a foot in front of Liu Bang, Liu Bang raised his hand and attached it to Zhou Bo's ear.

"Chen Feng is making trouble this time, and the Marquis of Huaiyin said that he is sick to stay in Chang'an, and he is afraid that he will have a plan!"

"I want the Marquis of Erjiang to change his clothes, that is, return to Chang'an, and dedicate this bag to Xiao He in person!"

"The book in the bag, don't let the two of you know it!!"

After speaking, Liu Bang withdrew his hand, and looked at the front end of the chariot with a little vigilance, and Xiahou Ying, who was concentrating on driving.

"Marquis Jiang, do you understand?"

Deliberately raising his voice to ask this question, Liu Bang looked at Zhou Bo with a gloomy face.

Seeing this, Zhou Bo hurriedly bowed his hand and did not speak, only silently expressed his order.

After Liu Bang nodded slowly, Zhou Bo thought for a while, and couldn't help but hesitate: "With such a heavy responsibility, why didn't Your Majesty let Wuyang Hou go?" ”

Hearing Zhou Bo's words, Liu Bang first subconsciously glared!

When he turned around, Liu Bangcai looked at the direction where Xiahou Ying was with a little guard, and his face was also filled with a bit of annoyance that was difficult to distinguish between true and false.

"Humph!"

"Since I married the daughter of the Lu family, Fan Xu, I'm afraid I can't tell if my surname is Fan or my surname is Lu!"

With an angry reprimand, Liu Bang shook his head at Zhou Bo in front of him, signaling Zhou Bo to set off immediately.

After Zhou Bo respectfully withdrew from the Son of Heaven's Imperial Palace, Liu Bang thought for a long time, and while slowly closing his eyes, he burst out with a chill.

"Sick ······"

"Good ······"

"Good!"

With a light cry in his heart, Liu Bang couldn't help but open his eyes, lowered his head, and looked at the edict that had not yet been written.

"Han Xin is seriously ill and has a short life."

"It's best that even you, Peng Yue, the king of Liang, give me a 'call for illness', and save the next year, I still have to run to Liang Guo!"