"Why is this Xianyang City so lively today, isn't there something big going on?"

Xiang Yu almost suspected that he had come to the wrong place.

He had come to Xianyang City with his uncle Xiang Liang before, and he had seen the majestic scene of the First Emperor going out on patrol, but even at that time, the streets were not so lively.

And looking at the direction of the surging flow of people, they were all going to the West Gate, and suddenly couldn't help but pull a middle-aged man with narrow cheeks on the side, and asked with some curiosity.

The middle-aged man with narrow cheeks was originally a little impatient, but when he looked back, the other party turned out to be a tall young man who was more than eight feet tall, powerful, and full of oppression.

The young man was also holding a black and shiny, tall and divine horse in his hand, and his anger was immediately extinguished, accompanied by a smiling face, and explained very kindly.

"Little brother is a newcomer, today His Royal Highness the Emperor Eldest Sun is triumphant, everyone is in a hurry to greet His Royal Highness the Emperor Eldest Sun - little brother, do you want to go and see ...... together"

When Xiang Yu heard this, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

Heh-

What a coincidence!

"Okay, then go check it out!"

The middle-aged man originally said it so casually, but he didn't expect the other party to agree so simply, and he turned around directly with the horse, and his expression was a little stunned for a while.

It's so crisp!

But he soon came back to his senses, and just wanted to say yes, but when he looked back, he saw that the man had already led the horse and walked away first, and the black horse raised its tail at him.

Suddenly closed his mouth in a huff.

He turned his head and spat and walked away with a low curse.

"Historical Records" says that Xiang Yu is more than eight feet, and "Hanshu" has a more accurate record, saying that "the book is eight feet two inches long, and he is strong enough to carry the tripod, and he is very talented."

If calculated according to the Han ruler, Xiang Yu's height is close to one meter ninety-five!

A tall one that's almost two meters tall.

In addition, Kong Wu is powerful, his appearance is very great, and he is holding a black and shiny horse that looks like an extraordinary horse, standing in the crowd, it is difficult not to attract attention.

Everywhere they passed, many people couldn't help but look sideways, and some young girls and daughters-in-law couldn't help but have peach blossoms in their eyes, and subconsciously gave birth to a sense of closeness.

Unfortunately, the young man's gaze did not stop at them, and he strode past them. Let them feel lost one by one.

"Go and inquire, see whose son that young man is, I'm afraid that he already has the demeanor of His Royal Highness the eldest grandson......

In the distance, on a richly decorated carriage, a middle-aged lady with a soft complexion, a plump body, and a fair complexion, just withdrew her gaze, looked back, and saw that the daughter who was snuggled next to her was still obsessively chasing the back of the young man, and couldn't help but move in her heart, lifted the window, and commanded the mother-in-law who followed beside her.

Hearing his own grandmother inquire about this, the girl with a pretty look on the side and a little delicate girl instantly pricked up her ears.

Not long after the order, the mother-in-law who went out soon led a middle-aged man with long narrow cheeks and a hint of flattery on his face to return.

"Mrs. Qiyu, the villain has already asked people to inquire carefully, no one knows that young man, this one, it is said that he has spoken to that young man——"

Through the curtain, the middle-aged lady in the car looked at the middle-aged man's somewhat flattering face, and frowned slightly.

"Do you know the details of that young man......

"Back to the nobleman's words, the villain doesn't know, but that young man is not our Guanzhong accent, but it sounds like Chu Di - cough ......"

The man said, raised his hand, and slapped himself.

"Listening to the accent, it seems to be from Wu Yue's area - the villain has seen Wu Yueyi bring us Xianyang before, and his tone of voice is very similar to that young man......"

The lady bowed slightly, and didn't bother to think about his slip of the tongue for a while, so the old woman next to her rewarded a few big bucks, and waved the person away.

There was no doubt that the young man had come from another place.

The middle-aged lady in the car couldn't help but show a smile in her eyes.

Nowadays, His Majesty recruits talents, implements the imperial examination and selects talents, just as the first imperial examination is approaching, talents from all over the world have rushed to Xianyang, and the young man in the distance, walking with dragons and tigers, eyebrows flying, is not a thing in the pool at a glance.

I'm afraid I'm here to make a name for myself.

Thinking of this, the middle-aged lady became more and more happy in her heart, and commanded in a low voice.

"A few of you have been staring at the young man, and when you find an opportunity to invite him to our house, you will say--your son-in-law has invited ......"

Several old women immediately nodded and kept the matter in their hearts.

Xiang Yu didn't know that as soon as he entered Xianyang, he fell into the eyes of some nobles because of his appearance.

At this time, he led his black horse and followed the crowd to stand outside the West City Gate.

He wanted to see what kind of person His Royal Highness the Emperor Grandson was!

I don't know if I can block my full force.

Outside the city gate, many people have gathered, and a number of officials sent by the imperial court are also waiting outside the city gate early, waiting to see the heroic return of His Royal Highness the Emperor Grandson.

Until it was close to noon, the soldiers on duty at the head of Xianyang City first discovered the convoy in the distance, and then they didn't know who made a shout of His Royal Highness the Emperor Eldest Sun arrived, and there was a commotion at the head of the city.

Everyone craned their necks and looked into the distance.

Zhao Ying and his entourage came quickly.

He didn't deliberately prepare any ceremonies, nor did he engage in any sad gimmicks to escort the souls of the fallen soldiers, if he really had that thought, it would be better to give a little more compensation, so he just galloped according to the daily marching procession.

Even so, the neat and uniform team and the silent and solemn atmosphere still couldn't help but make everyone's eyes shine.

A strong army in a hundred battles!

This team, especially the personal soldiers who followed it, with Zhao Ying's successive victories, swept the Huns, pacified Hexi, and along the way, almost swept away all the enemies like the autumn wind swept away the leaves, and had already established Lao Tzu's invincible and strong mentality of daring to kill and fight.

There is no need to deliberately hold it, and the murderous aura of the veteran on the battlefield will come to his face.

Even Xiang Yu, who was standing on the side, couldn't help but light up in his eyes, and he had a trace of agreement with Zhao Ying, the eldest grandson of the emperor, who had always been a little unconvinced.

"This son is not a pure straw bale! It's not in vain that I Xiang Yu ran this ......"

Before Zhao Ying approached, officials specially dispatched by the imperial court had already ridden their horses and rushed up to meet him.

"Wait, congratulations on the triumphant return of the champion general!"

"There are all the kings of Lao to greet you—"

On horseback, Zhao Ying also smiled and returned the salute.

After receiving Zhao Ying's party, these officials turned their horses' heads and merged into Zhao Ying's team, only the palace guards brought behind them raised the Xuanxi banner of Daqin and opened the way in front.

The onlookers didn't dare to disturb, but just stood on both sides, looking at His Royal Highness the Emperor Eldest Sun who was tall, had a warm complexion, and always had a smile like a spring breeze.

"Your Highness Wansheng, Great Qin Wansheng!"

"Your Highness Wansheng, Great Qin Wansheng!"

“……”

In the crowd, I don't know who shouted first, and outside the city gate, there was a sudden sound like a mountain and a tsunami, which became louder and louder, like the wind, and quickly stretched into the city.

Xiang Yu, who was standing in the crowd, couldn't help but flicker his eyes.

I don't know why, this scene in front of him actually made him feel a sense of blood boiling.

When he first saw the First Emperor on patrol, although the momentum was even greater than this, at that time, in Xianyang City, everyone bowed their heads and trembled, lest they offend the majesty of the First Emperor. There was no fear in his heart, but instead he aroused a thought that "he could take his place".

But at this moment, listening to the cheers of the people around him for Zhao Ying like a landslide and tsunami, and feeling the love and reverence of the people around him for Zhao Ying from the bottom of their bones, Xiang Yu's heart uncontrollably rose a trace of yearning.

The husband stands between heaven and earth, and it should be so!

I don't know if I felt Xiang Yu's burning gaze, or because Xiang Yu's image was too conspicuous, he was nearly two meters tall, leading a black horse, and he stood out in the crowd.

Zhao Ying, who was slowly walking into the city accompanied by a group of officials from the imperial court, subconsciously turned his head to take a second look.

The moment his eyes met Xiang Yu, he couldn't help but curl the corners of his mouth, and his eyes showed a hint of a smile.

Xiang Yu!

Almost subconsciously, such a name flashed in his mind that had made him think about it for a long time.

No way.

For Zhao Ying, who is familiar with the history of later generations and was once one of Xiang Yu's fans, Xiang Yu's characteristics are too distinct, not to mention the black horse of the divine horse, and not to mention the tall man who is close to two meters tall.

Xiang Yu!

Ah, how embarrassing this is-

It was actually delivered to the door......

He leaned slightly sideways on horseback and whispered a few words to Fan Xu, who was on the side of him, and Fan Xu retreated quietly.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on the emperor's eldest grandson, Zhao Ying, and no one paid attention, and several guards who followed him quietly withdrew from the team entering the city and blended into the crowd.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Xiang Yu in the crowd actually felt that the emperor's eldest grandson, who was sitting on horseback and bowing to the people on both sides, seemed to turn his head and look at him.

Even at the moment when his gaze met, the eldest grandson of the emperor seemed to nod slightly at himself and smiled......

Does he know me?

Xiang Yu quickly threw this ridiculous idea out of the clouds.

No way!

He grew up in Huiji County when he was a child, although he occasionally came to Xianyang with his uncle, but he definitely didn't have any intersection with this emperor's eldest grandson, how could he know himself?

Zhao Ying's team finally entered the city.

As soon as I entered the city, I saw a luxurious and noble carriage pulled by six tall horses parked in the middle of the official road, and on the wheel of the carriage sat an old man with gray hair and a warm face.

Who is it if it's not black?

Zhao Ying thought that the First Emperor personally greeted him, so he was so frightened that he quickly jumped off the horse, however, before he could quickly step forward, he saw that Hei who was sitting on the wheel had jumped off the wheel and gave him a deep salute.

"At the behest of His Majesty, drive His Majesty's car to welcome the victory of the Emperor Changsun, the champion general of Hexi County!"

As he spoke, he straightened up and bowed sideways with a solemn expression.

"Your Highness, please board the train!"

"Your Highness, please board the car—"

The ceremonial officials and palace guards who came with the carriage bowed down in unison, and Zhao Ying couldn't help but feel a trace of warmth in his heart, it was obvious that his eldest father was making a name for himself.

"Thank you, Your Majesty—"

After speaking, Zhao Ying went straight to the carriage and bowed his head slightly at Hei.

"There's Lao Hei Lao—"

This is the grace of the First Emperor, not the time to be polite.

Hei also willed, turned the carriage, followed the official road in the middle, and went straight to Zhangtai Palace.

Wang Nan in the crowd looked at his husband from a distance, listening to the cheers around him, he couldn't help but flush his face, and raised his little face proudly.

At this time, seeing that the First Emperor actually sent his own frame, and asked Hei Lao to come to greet him in person, he subconsciously clenched the little hand of his best friend beside him.

My heart is full of pride.

At this time, the person who is in the spotlight and enjoys the cheers and courtesy of the people is my Wang Nan's husband!

The convoy rumbled and was marching, Zhao Ying's eyes flashed, and he suddenly saw a pair of sparkling eyes in the crowd, full of tenderness and sweetness, at this time, the owner of these eyes was looking at him without blinking.

"Parking—"

Zhao Ying suddenly spoke.

Hei, who was driving the carriage, although he was a little surprised, still strangled the reins according to Zhao Ying's instructions.

The people of Xianyang, who were cheering and tailing, couldn't help but be stunned, and just as they were wondering what was happening, they saw that His Royal Highness, the tall and majestic Emperor Eldest Sun, had jumped out of the carriage and strode in one direction of the crowd.

At this time, Wang Nan was like a dream, and the whole person was dizzy.

In fact, from the moment the First Emperor's car suddenly stopped, she had a faint premonition in her heart, but she couldn't believe it, until she saw her man who was thinking about her heart, suddenly jumped out of the carriage and strode straight towards her, only then was she suddenly surrounded by great happiness and fear.

On such a solemn and majestic occasion, he actually stopped the convoy for himself!

Everywhere Zhao Ying went, the crowd automatically parted like a tide.

flashed out a little panicked behind it, surprised and delighted, and the pretty face that should be happy and disgusted.

"Madame, I'm back!"

It wasn't until Zhao Ying grabbed his little hand in public that Wang Nan suddenly woke up, his pretty face turned red, his heart was sweet and uneasy, and he complained in a low voice.

"On such an occasion today, you, why did you come here like this - and you are not afraid of people gossiping about you......"

When Zhao Ying heard this, he couldn't help laughing.

"What has I to do with anyone else when I see my wife? Even if someone gossips, I'm not afraid-"

As he spoke, he took Wang Nan's little hand and said softly.

"Madam, you and I are husband and wife, today's honor, half of you, and follow me in the car!"

As he spoke, he couldn't help but say, took Wang Nan's little hand and strode towards the car, and before Wang Nan could react, he was already half-embraced and half-hugged by Zhao Ying and put into the carriage.

Seeing this scene, the crowd suddenly erupted in even more enthusiastic cheers.

If just now, His Royal Highness the Emperor Eldest Sun was still the invincible commander who swept the Huns and pacified Hexi, and Zhao Ying at this moment was like a god who suddenly stepped down from the altar, but it made them feel an unprecedented sense of intimacy in awe and worship.

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