"Xianggong, it's time to ······"

Half an hour later, the eastern suburbs of Chang'an City.

Coming to the edge of a remote dead forest, Xiao He finally walked down from the ox cart with a worried face, and looked thoughtfully at the dead wood forest in front of him, which no longer had the slightest vitality.

After a while, I saw a tall and burly figure with a dark cloak and half of its face covered by silk cloth walking out of the dead woods.

Seeing the pair of familiar pupils, Xiao He couldn't help but turn sideways slightly, nodding slightly to the accompanying coachman and guard, and only a moment later, there was no third person in the range of fifty steps around the ox cart.

Seeing this, Xiao He didn't say much, only turned sideways slightly and lifted the curtain behind the ox cart.

When the man got on the ox cart, he was about to lift the silk cloth on his face, but he saw Xiao He raise his hand slightly.

"The return of the Marquis to Chang'an is a great deal."

"It's better not to show your face······

Hearing Xiao He's words, Zhou Bo, who was hiding under the cloak, couldn't help but pause, and finally nodded slightly.

"What did Your Majesty command?"

Without any politeness or greetings, Xiao He went straight to the point.

Although he was in the Prime Minister's Mansion, the little official only said, 'There is a guest from Xinfeng, please go to the eastern suburbs to talk about it', but just with this seemingly bland 'greeting', Xiao He has already guessed the identity of the person who came.

——Four years ago, that is, in the winter and October of the sixth year of the Han Dynasty, Xiao He's position as prime minister has been promoted to prime minister by Liu Bang today!

Although it sounds like Xiangguo and Prime Minister are just changing names, the two are fundamentally different!

The "country" here is not worthy of the world, but simply refers to the vassal states.

For example, decades ago, Yan, Zhao, Wei, Han, Chu, Qi, and the Seven Heroes of the Warring States, including Qin, who seized the Kwantung region, were all 'Xiangguo'.

Even now, the kings with different surnames who have been canonized by the Han family, such as Lu Juan and Zang Di, or the princes of the clan Liu Jiao and Liu Fei, can also be called 'Xiangguo'.

And the prime minister is no longer the prime minister of one country and one place, but the minister of the world!

It is precisely for this reason that when Liu Bang was still the king of Han, Xiao He's official position was 'Han Xiangguo', with a rank of 2,000 stones.

After the fall, when Liu Bang ascended the throne as the emperor and became the son of the Han Dynasty, Xiao He's official position became 'Prime Minister', eating Lu Wanshi, and his position was higher than that of the princes!

And now, when Xiao He has been reappointed as the 'Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty', the only person who is still called 'Xiangguo' can only be an old friend who has known Xiao He for a long time.

As in the former Qin Dynasty, Cao Shen, the Marquis of Pingyang, who served as the prison of Pei County;

Another example is the Marquis Zhou Bo in front of him, and a few people such as Wuyang Hou Fan Xu.

Among these three 'abundant old people', Pingyang Marquis Cao Shenyuan was in Qi State and served as the state minister of the emperor's eldest son Liu Fei, and it was impossible to 'come from Xinfeng'.

As for Wuyang Hou Fan Xu, as early as the year before last, after Zhou Luhou Lu Ze died mysteriously in Daidi, Liu Bang and this old friend in the past have gradually drifted apart.

In addition, this time, Liu Bang, the son of heaven, sent people back so mysteriously after leaving Chang'an, which also made Xiao He's explanation to Liu Bang already have some expectations.

- Today, there is only one thing that can make Liu Bangdu go to such great lengths, leave Chang'an first, and then send someone back to do what he is told······

Thinking like this, Xiao He raised his head with a calm face, but saw that Zhou Bo did not speak, but silently took out a half-palm-long letterhead from his arms, about the thickness of a thumb.

On the letterbox, it is attached with three anti-peep objects: fire paint, ink mud, and hemp rope!

"Before leaving, His Majesty said: In this book, Your Majesty is the first person to know, and the Marquis is the second person, and the third person must not know it!"

As he spoke, Zhou Bo did not forget to take out two pieces of fire folds from his arms and handed them to Xiao He.

"Please also take a quick look at the book in the bag."

"Look, put the book in your pocket and burn it with your own hands!"

"When you see this bag disappear, there is no inch left, and the mission of this trip will be completed······"

Listening to Zhou Bo's words without squinting, the contemplation on Xiao He's face couldn't help but become a little heavier.

With a strong sense of worry, he lowered his head, first broke the end of the cylinder, the piece of ink clay printed with fire paint, then untied the hemp rope that was pressed under the ink and wrapped around the bamboo tube, and finally, gently opened the lid of the cylinder mouth.

Tilting the bamboo tube, the mouth of the tube slanted downward and shaking it slightly on the hand, and a small strip of cloth with a length of up to three inches and a width of no more than one inch fell from the bamboo slip to the center of Xiao He's palm.

In an instant, Zhou Bo hurriedly lowered his head as much as he could, even though his chin had already poked into his chest, he didn't forget to close the pair of tiger eyes.

Seeing Zhou Bo's posture, Xiao He finally sighed slightly, and slowly stretched out the piece of cloth that had been rolled into a barrel.

When he saw the few numbers on the cloth, Xiao He couldn't help but widen his eyes suddenly, and his tooth sockets trembled a little······

- Non-Prime Minister Xiao killed the Marquis of Huaiyin!

——Non-Prime Minister Xiao killed the Marquis of Huaiyin!!

——Non-Prime Minister Xiao killed the Marquis of Huaiyin!!!!!

At that moment, Xiao He's entire mind was occupied by this shocking word!

"Non-······"

"Xiao Xiang!!"

Xiao He muttered in horror, and before he could even completely spit out the word 'non', he saw Zhou Bo, who was sitting in front of Xiao He, suddenly arching his hand, still in the posture of wanting to pierce his chest with his chin.

"This book, Your Majesty is the first person to know, Xiao Xiang, the second person!"

"In the world, no third person must know about !!"

The tone was full of horror, but he tried his best to suppress the two low roars of his voice, Zhou Bo shook his head slightly, and dripped a little sweat from his eyebrows.

"If the Marquis has no intention of killing someone, he will never say anything more!"

"Thank you, thank you!!!!!"

Seeing that Zhou Bo was half of the word 'non' in his mouth, he was so frightened that his body trembled slightly, and he couldn't stop falling from between those closed eyes.

"Old man······"

As soon as he opened his mouth slightly, seeing that Zhou Bo's figure was shocked again, Xiao He finally gave up his intention to apologize.

Squinting his eyes, and then casting his gaze on the line of piercing eyes and the breathtaking seal, and keeping the eight characters firmly in his heart, Xiao He closed his hands tightly, rolled the piece of cloth into a roll, and put it back into the bamboo tube.

raised his head with a cloudy face, and saw that Zhou Bo still maintained his talent, with that look of bowing his head and giving his hands, Xiao He finally sighed a little and walked out of the car from Zhou Bo's side.

It wasn't until Xiao He stepped on the ground outside the car with one foot and sensed the shaking of the carriage that Zhou Bo raised his head slightly, wiped the sweat droplets from his eyes with his sleeve, and exited the ox cart.

Then, under Zhou Bo's direct gaze, Xiao He covered the bamboo tube, put it on top of a small pile of dead leaves, and lit the fire with the two fire folds that Zhou Bo handed him before.

Looking at the gradually igniting fire and the black smoke slowly rising, Zhou Bo and Xiao He's faces were heavy.

Although he didn't know what he was doing, Zhou Bo knew clearly in his heart: what was burned along with this bamboo slip was a life that was alive and important in the Han Dynasty, and it will go down in history in the future!

As for Xiao He, he knows more than Zhou Bo.

Xiao He knew that what Zhou Bo witnessed with his own eyes was the process of burning this bamboo slip.

As for himself, he will witness the first hero of the Han Dynasty, a unique famous general in the past 500 years, under his own witness, like a bonfire in front of him, slowly burning out the last trace of vitality······

I don't know how long later, the originally blazing fire suddenly burst into a puff of smoke.

The land lord seemed to be choked by this thick smoke, and a gust of wind was sent at the right time, quietly blowing away the pile of black powder that could not see its original face.

Seeing this, Zhou Bo stepped forward and squatted down, picked up a wooden branch, and carefully turned it over.

After making sure that there was no harm left, Zhou Bocai threw down the wooden branch, got up and clapped his hands, and bowed to Xiao He.

"The mission is necessary, so-and-so, farewell!"

After saying that, without waiting for Xiao He to return the salute sideways, Zhou Bo slammed into the dead woods, and in the blink of an eye, he disappeared.

Seeing the black cloak disappear from view, Xiao He couldn't help but let out a long sigh and shook his head with a gloomy face.

Looking at the vast and lifeless dead wood forest in front of him, Xiao He only felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart.

"A hundred years ago, this place may have been a land full of towering giant trees, but now, it is all withered wood·······"

"Huh·······"

"Yes······"

"Even if it is decayed, the rotten wood here is still the thing of the mountains and rivers, and it is the private ······· of His Majesty."

With a leisurely sigh, Xiao He couldn't help but smile miserably, shook his head and sighed and turned around and came to the back of the ox cart.

In the distance, the guards who were tiptoeing over beckoned, Xiao He resolutely lifted the curtain and sat in the carriage.

With a slight tightness in his chest, he simply lifted the curtain, but he did not stop suffocating in his chest, and was relieved a little by the autumn wind blowing.

Xiao He's gaze couldn't help but lock on the endless dead wood forest not far from the car again.

"Hou Xiao He ······"

"Pingyang Hou Cao Shen ······"

"Stay in the Marquis Zhang Liang ······"

"Wuyang Hou Fan ······"

"Marquis of Huaiyin, Han Xin ······"

Whispering softly, Xiao He looked at the dead wood forest and saw a little sadness in his eyes.

——The rabbit dies and the fox is sad, and the thing hurts it······

"Alas······"

"Today's rotten wood is Huaiyin ······"

"I don't know the coming day, my marquis, or maybe it's just such a withered wood?"

"In the Hanzuo Sheji and Gao Temple, can there be such a forest of rotten trees?"

Thinking about it secretly, Xiao He still didn't dare to read the words in his heart.

"Xianggong?"

The coachman's voice came from the tentative moment, and finally pulled Xiao Hefei's scattered mind back into the square carriage.

"Let's go."

With an indifferent command, the ox cart moved slowly and drove in the direction of Chang'an City.

The curtain was closed by Xiao He.

Xiao He's heart has also been pulled by Liu Bang······

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