When Liu Ying walked out of the Xuanshu Hall in a mixed mood, returned to his own palace, and was about to meet Shaofu Yangcheng Yanshi, in Shangguan, which was only separated from the Phoenix Hall by a palace wall, there was an incident that would go down in history.

Almost at the moment of nightfall, the ranger who appeared outside Weiyang Palace during the day and explained 'what does it mean to be at home' climbed over the wall into the mansion of the Marquis of Huaiyin: Han Xin.

Only a moment later, in the study in the center of the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion, there was an exclamation.

"Really?!"

"Outside the Weiyang Palace, it almost caused a ?!!! of popular revolt"

Hearing the man's report, Han Xin suddenly stood up from his seat, and after repeated confirmation, he finally sat back on the edge of the couch with regret on his face.

"It's a pity ·······"

"It's a pity!"

"If this had been known, the widow would have urged the matter!"

"As soon as the Yang Palace is broken, it will take advantage of the chaos to kill Lu Pheasant, and I don't know?"

After a few words to himself, Han Xin shook his head with a sigh.

After a while, I saw Han Xin's eyes light up again!

"That's not right!"

"Three days after the Han Dynasty left Chang'an, Weiyang Palace was in danger of causing a civil uprising, a harbinger of this great chaos!"

"The widow should repair a book to persuade the prime minister again!"

After two more self-muttering sounds, Han Xin sat on the soft couch and spread out a roll of bamboo slips.

Just as he was about to put down his pen, as if he remembered something, he put away the blank bamboo slips that had been spread out, and took out a piece of snow-white silk cloth from his arms.

"Alas~"

"In the past, when the widow was the king of the land, this kind of Qi Qi can be said to be endless."

"Unexpectedly, now, only this last foot ······ is left"

Reluctantly touched the piece of white silk, Han Xinzhong gritted his teeth and spread it on the desk.

"If it happens, how can the widow still lack Qiqi?"

"Humph!"

"If you take away my Qi country, you can take it away, and even the Chu country will be taken away?"

"What an ungrateful !!"

Gritting his teeth and scolding for a while, Han Xin's hand did not stop, and within a moment, he had written hundreds of words on the white square silk cloth.

After the book was completed, and after a careful inspection, Han Xin finally nodded with satisfaction, carefully rolled up the silk cloth, put it into a bamboo tube, and then sealed it with ink, covered it with a private seal, and then handed it over to the man dressed as a ranger.

"Set off now, gallop day and night, and send it to the hands of the prime minister!"

Hearing this, the man hurriedly surrendered his hand and was about to leave, when he turned around hesitantly as if something was happening.

"The Prince······

"Hmmm?!!"

Seeing that the master's eyes suddenly widened and looked at him with a fierce gaze like a cannibal, the man hurriedly slapped his mouth a few times!

"King, King······"

"Hmm~"

"Say, 'What's the matter?'

After making sure that Han Xin was no longer annoyed by the fact that he was called a 'prince', the man couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief, and then said with a hesitant face: "Your Majesty." ”

"Your Majesty... Han, King of Han. ”

"The King of Han has already ordered Hangu Pass to be under martial law, and no one is allowed to enter or leave except for those who carry the official documents issued by the Prime Minister's Mansion?"

"It's good to pass on and lead down, it's the official document of the Prime Minister's Mansion······"

Hearing the man's words, Han Xin frowned slightly, and within a moment, he became irritable again.

"There is no good solution for this matter!"

"Xiao He's villain, he won't help the widow now!"

"How to get out of the customs, you can do it yourself; But within three days, this book must be delivered to the hands of the prime minister! ”

Slightly angry to give the order, Han Xin waved his hand a little irritably, signaling the man to retreat.

But the man left with a worried face, and Han Xin picked up the wine bottle that he had casually placed on the table before, and poured it with his head up.

When he lowered his head and wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, Han Xin's face was already a little distorted······

"The Ungrateful !!!!!"

Bang!

With this loud noise, the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion in Shangguanli lost the fourth brand-new bronze wine bottle today······

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At the same time, more than 100 miles east of Chang'an, the eastern suburb of Xinfengyi.

After a short stay in Xinfeng, the Guanzhong Wang Division personally led by Liu Bang embarked on the road to the east again.

Sitting cross-legged on the imperial chariot, Liu Bang was full of comfort and scratched his juniors with wooden claws, ignoring the fact that his courtiers were still sitting in the imperial chariot.

"Hiss~"

"Uh, uh······"

"Comfortable!"

Scratching the itch, Liu Bang's face suddenly showed a look of great enjoyment, and he didn't forget to ask: "The servant, can you move?" ”

Hearing this, even if he didn't dare to look up to witness the famous scene of 'the Son of Heaven tickling', Chen Ping had to raise his head slightly, but his eyes were looking straight between his knees.

"Your Majesty, in the past few days, the servant has not taken any measures."

"Only about half a quarter ago, the servant seemed to have sent someone to Qu Zhouhou's side, I don't know what to say·······"

Hearing this, Liu Bang's hands kept moving, and he only smiled on his face.

"Sure enough!"

"Xiahou Ying's ······"

"Hey, hey, hey!"

"Hiss~"

After talking to himself without a preface and a follow-up, Liu Bang seemed to have finally scratched it, moved the wooden claws away from his back, leaned on the side of the chariot with a face full of leisure, and struck the knees with the wooden claws.

"In recent days, Qu Shunhou has been more careful."

"If I guessed correctly, at the latest, it will be today and tomorrow at the latest, and the Chinese army tent of Qu Zhouhou will fly out and gallop straight to Chang'an!"

"Hey······ hey"

Hearing this, Chen Ping only surrendered his order, and when he saw that Liu Bang stopped scratching his back regardless of his manners, he couldn't help but raise his head.

Seeing that Chen Ping seemed to be a little speechless and stopped, Liu Bang couldn't help but look at Chen Ping meaningfully for a moment, and said coldly.

"Qu Shunhou wants to know, who is the book sent to Chang'an, and what is it about?"

Saying that, Liu Bang didn't wait for Chen Ping to answer, and then told the truth to himself.

"I pass on the book, but with the marquis!"

"The One Who Speaks ······"

"Hey, hey!"

With a sad laugh, Liu Bang couldn't help but get up slightly and climbed to a position that was only three feet in front of Chen Ping.

"I am a marquis: Wait for the army to be a teacher, I will never see the living Huaiyin Marquis in Chang'an!"

"Moreover, in this matter, the marquis must not interfere!!"

With a slightly frantic gaze, Liu Bang couldn't help but look straight into the depths of Chen Ping's gaze.

"Qu Shunhou thinks that the Hou knows this, what should he want?"

Listening to Liu Bang's strange tone, Chen Ping only hated Fang Cai, why should he be curious about this······

With a bitter sigh, Chen Ping had to give up his hand slightly, and said with a hesitant face: "The Marquis of Huaiyin can't live, and the Marquis of Huaiyin can't kill ······ himself."

"Your Majesty's intentions, but you want to make the queen ······?"

Seeing Chen Ping's flustered eyes, Liu Bang narrowed his eyes slightly, and stared at Chen Ping for a long time.

Only a moment later, above the imperial chariot, the signature laughter of the Son of Heaven was heard.

"Okay!"

"It is worthy of the !! of the rebel marquis"

"Good !!!!!"