Outside the official office of the Huaiyin County Ya, the honor guard of the King of Chu was densely parked, blocking a narrow road that was not wide.

Countless armored guards and soldiers holding shields, lined up in two rows, behind the array of guards and the array of Anche, there was a mighty and mighty look.

There is also a team of Huang Yue representing the authority of the princes and kings, and there is a big Yue erected in the trunk, with a wide blade and a crescent shape, which is baked by the noon sun and shines with scorching light.

Although Han Xin had already entered the hall of the government office, the four-horse drum cart and singing cart in the honor guard outside the door were still playing non-stop.

Han Xin, who was sitting in the government office, heard the sound of silk and bamboo floating in the distance, and what he saw in front of him was the pavilion chief who hurried from the Nanchang Pavilion in the county, and the evil young man who was caught by Huaiyin County Cheng overnight and led people to block the road and provoke.

The middle-aged pavilion chief back then, now he is still the pavilion chief, his appearance and situation have not changed, but his temples have begun to turn a little white, and his chubby body is the same as back then, covered in a half-new coarse silk robe, Rao is kneeling, but he has been trembling unconcealedly.

Pavilion is one of the most terminal organizations of the government in the Qin and Han dynasties, mainly located in the country's traffic arteries, usually every ten miles, there must be a pavilion.

As the most basic official, the daily work of the pavilion chief is not only responsible for receiving official messengers and sending and receiving government letters, but also responsible for arresting thieves and maintaining local law and order.

Han Xin looked at him, and the pavilion chief in his impression seemed to be much taller than the middle-aged man in front of him who couldn't stop nodding his head.

I remember that the pavilion master always loved to wear a farmer's hat, and his round head and face were always high, and every time the two passed by, his eyes were above the top, and he was so majestic that he never seemed to see himself.

Han Xin was in a trance, so he moved his gaze to the short-clothed young man who was kneeling beside the pavilion chief and trembling even more.

The arrogant and domineering evil young man did not enlist in the army or leave the county seat in these nine years of change, but only honestly became a vendor selling straw shoes.

Therefore, the county leader led a group of lieutenants, and under the guidance of the city peng, he was pulled out of the bustling street market without much effort.

At this moment, the young man knelt on the ground covered with diamond-patterned square bricks, and his fingers were clasped between the gaps between the bricks, and he didn't dare to come out, only feeling that the raised lines of the bricks below his knees were like thin steel cables, which were about to be embedded in the flesh.

He has bullied countless people in his life, and letting the weak get through his crotch is his favorite trick on weekdays, but who would have thought that feng shui would take turns, and there would be a king of Chu under his crotch.

The county magistrate sitting under the hall trembled and told the whole process of arresting this young man, and Han Xin couldn't help but laugh when he heard the name of the street market again-

That's the hustle and bustle where he experienced the humiliation of his crotch, and he came back again.

***

The fish and meat in the past have now become knives, and Han Xin can't help but feel proud, but more importantly, he is convinced by the power of fate.

He was thinking about how to get started, but he suddenly noticed that the officials of Huaiyin County, the county lieutenant and other officials standing under the hall, including the officials who came from the surrounding townships and li, were waiting for their next disposition of these two people with a look of not thinking too big about the excitement.

In the countless fantasies in the past, he should be happy to sway and take revenge to the fullest, but now, everyone's gloating eyes made him sober up.

Yes, he has become the king of Chu that these people must look up to all their lives, and if he really wants to use his power to take revenge on them, it is more common than crushing the ants on the side of the road.

However, he is no longer what he used to be, he has seen a higher powerhouse.

From the actions of the emperor and empress of the Han Dynasty, Han Xin faintly realized that perhaps, for the superiors, the highest level of power expression is often not violent conquest and killing, but forgiveness and charity from the top down-

I am strong enough, strong enough not to take you seriously, and strong enough not to fear your presence;

Since you can no longer threaten me, it no longer matters to me whether you live or die.

Thinking of this, Han Xin smiled, the faint murderous aura on his face disappeared, replaced by a hint of kindness, he got up, walked down the hall slowly, and reached out to help the pavilion chief who was shaking like chaff,

"Back then, I sent food everywhere, and many people were disgusted with it, but thanks to you, I was harassed for several months.

Now, I will give you a hundred dollars, several times the amount of food you paid for that year, and you will be considered to have paid it off. ”

Where did the pavilion chief dare to get up, he only knelt on the ground and shook his head desperately, not daring to speak.

Han Xin ignored him anymore, moved to the other side, and stood in front of the frightened young man,

"I remember you once said that the eldest husband should come out with a sword, why did you never make a contribution?

Seeing that you are also a strong man, then I will give you another chance. ”

The hall was in an uproar, and the young man raised his head slightly in panic, not daring to look at Han Xin's face, just staring at the sword scabbard that shook slightly in front of him.

He still wore the bronze sword of unknown origin, but the strap had been replaced with fine leather, which hung loosely around his waist through the jade 璏 (zhì) on the front of the scabbard.

"You will go to Xiapi tomorrow and become a lieutenant in the army.

This time, you have to do a good job, don't be cowardly. ”

The young man, who thought that he was going to die, suddenly burst into tears, only kowtowed, and said some words of gratitude in his mouth.

***

Seeing that it was a gap at the moment, the county Cheng whispered again that he had gone to Lao Piao's mother's house to look for it this morning according to Han Xin's description, but he never found anyone.

Han Xin looked at the bright sky outside the corridor, thought for a while, and said,

"I know where the Drifting Mother is, so follow me to her."

The mighty guard of honor set off again, preaching along the way, until the small river outside Huaiyin City.

The peasant women who were rinsing on the shore had never seen such a battle of kings, and they got up and hid aside under the scolding of the soldiers.

Han Xin's eyes were sharp, and he saw an elderly woman under the big willow tree, who was also hurriedly packing up the silk.

He turned over and dismounted, ran to her in three steps and two steps, did not say anything, only squatted down, skillfully took the silk thread in her hand, wrung it out gently, and made a strand of each twenty sticks, and put them neatly into the bamboo basket at her side.

The old woman was stunned for a moment, looked at his brocade deep coat with a leopard's head and a mole, and carefully looked at the heroic face for a long time, then grinned and said with a smile,

"It's you, you're back."

"Yes, I'm back, old man. I didn't expect to see you again. ”

"You're so majestic now."

This was the most unintentional sentence, but somehow, Han Xin, who had always been decisive in killing, had a slight heat on his face.

Since he arrived in the Chu State, he could always feel that there was a gloomy gaze from the depths of the Luoyang Imperial City, always observing him coldly, like a man's back.

Therefore, wherever he went, he would line up his troops and pose majestically as the king of the land, as if he were showing off his clothes and returning to his homeland, and as if he were bluffing.

I don't know if the emperor who is thousands of miles away can see through his own heart?

"Old man, do you still have a cake on you? I...... Some are hungry and want to beg for a piece of bread to eat. ”

Han Xin was a little embarrassed and wanted to divert the topic.

"Yes, yes." The old woman trembled and took out a sackcloth bag from the bottom of the basket, and when she opened it, she saw that it was half a gray wheat cake.

Han Xin solemnly took the cake and gestured to his side, and two sergeants took the burden and put a large box of golden round cakes in front of the old woman.

He laughed and said,

"Old man, you eat me with wheat cakes, and I give you gold cakes, and since you say that I am the king's grandson, then I will repay you with the way of the king's grandson."

The old woman also laughed, and did not shirk, but only looked at him, and then at the huge honor guard behind him, and said softly,

"You, the prince and grandson, went out for a while, did you get what you wanted?"

This question, like a slap in the face, Han Xin was stunned.

***

In the imperial city of Luoyang, Shusun Tong was hurriedly packing up the slips full of pits and valleys on the case.

He just told the princes about the "Spring and Autumn Period", and talked about the third year of Xuangong, the ambitious Chu Zhuang King Chen Bing at the border of Zhou Tianzi, showing off his might, and arrogantly asked the envoy of the Zhou Dynasty, Wang Sunman, how big and heavy the Jiuding that Emperor Yu cast back then.

Wang Sunman replied calmly, enjoying the national fortune of the world, and he is not in Germany. He used clever words and eloquence to combat the wolf ambition of the king of Chuzhuang, who coveted the royal power of the Zhou Dynasty.

The eldest prince, Liu Fei, was a little unconvinced,

"In this matter, even if Wang Sunman is good at arguing, he can't hide the fact that Zhou's qi has declined.

If the Zhou Dynasty is still in the prosperous era of Chengkang, how can the little King Chuzhuang dare to speak out? ”

Uncle Sun Tong was about to continue to explain, but suddenly a yellow gate came to spread that the emperor had invited him to Nangong to discuss matters.

He didn't dare to delay for a moment, so he turned his face and ran back and forth, almost colliding with the queen who passed by outside the palace.

Lu Pheasant was bluffed by him and took a step back, stroked his chest and said,

"What's the matter that makes you anxious like this?"

Uncle and grandson hurriedly bowed, "Your Majesty summoned me to wait for the discussion, and the minister was afraid that he would make a mistake, so he was in a hurry." ”

Lu Pheasant knew that counting the time, those rumors about the behavior of the King of Chu must have reached Liu Ji's ears.

Regardless of anything else, this entry and exit of Chen Bing alone is enough to touch the emperor's sensitive scales.

This Han Xin, whenever he encounters an accident in the temple, he can't hold his breath.

She glanced at her uncle and grandson, and said with a smile,

"I remember that you drafted a suggestion and did not dare to report it to Your Majesty.

It seems that it is about the rules of the princes and kings who regularly come to Beijing to meet the court? ”