Fu Qin starts with a plan

Chapter 159 How Can You Say Success or Failure Without Xiao He in This Life
Ever since he received a meal from the woman on the bank of the river, Han Xin has received food from the woman for dozens of days.

At first he was a little embarrassed, after all he didn't know the woman well.

But then slowly got used to this gift.

So he became more determined to repay the woman in the future.

But only he himself knows about repaying kindness, but outsiders have no way of knowing, they only think that he is cheating on food and drink.

As time passed, the villagers around him hated him more and more, and even the woman began to blame him.

I think she shouldn't condone such a freeloader.

The woman laughed at this.

But Han Xin couldn't see it.

With the experience of the pavilion chief's wife, he knew that even if he would repay it sooner or later, it would not be worth the long-term request.

As a result, Han Xin's mentality began to change. He felt that it would be better to do what he could now than to pay more in the future.

On this day, he came to the bank of the river with a sword on his back, looked at the woman who was washing silk cotton, hesitated for a while, and then called out loudly: "Ma'am!"

"Ok?"

The woman who was chatting with her companions heard Han Xin's call, looked up suspiciously, and then asked, "Son, what's the matter? Are you hungry again?"

Han Xin: "..."

"What a shameless free-spirited boy, he came here to ask for food before it was time for meal, do you really think that the food you pick up is for nothing?"

Before Han Xin could reply, the companion beside the woman stopped what she was doing, frowned and scolded.

"Hey! Miss Zhang, don't talk nonsense, this child is so pitiful!" The woman hurriedly dissuaded her when she heard her companion scolding her.

But as soon as she finished speaking, another companion complained dissatisfiedly: "Ma'am, you have a kind heart that allows this kid to eat free food;

You see, he has hands and feet, and he is as tall as a grown-up man, so he can't support himself? "

"Yes, ma'am! He just bullies you for being kind!"

"........."

Seeing her companions' words getting worse and worse, the woman's face suddenly darkened.

Then he stood up and glared at everyone, and said displeasedly: "Even if he eats for nothing, I am willing to the old woman. Although this kid is not good at words, the old woman knows that he is not bad!"

"In the future, if you talk nonsense again, the old woman will not be with you!"

After finishing speaking, she put away the silk cotton, hugged the tub, and left the washing place.

The rest of the women looked at each other and looked at each other.

At this time, Han Xin had come to the other side of the river.

Although those women spoke harshly, he didn't care because he only cared about the people he cared about.

For example, a woman holding a tub and walking angrily.

"aunt!"

When Han Xin saw the woman coming, he greeted her with a warm smile on his face.

Seeing him coming, the woman also turned her anger into a smile, and asked softly, "Son, are you hungry?"

"No!"

Han Xin shook his head with a smile, and then said what he wanted.

"I see that my aunt washes the silk cotton every day, and I think it should be sent to the city. I happen to be going to the city too, so I plan to help my aunt to send some silk cotton there."

Hearing this, the woman immediately smiled, and she was sure that she was right.

Han Xin is definitely not the kind of rascal who eats for nothing.

After hesitating for a while, she smiled and waved her hands and said, "Don't bother, just read at home and have a chance to start a career in the future."

"Leave the silk cotton to the old woman!"

As he said that, as if thinking of something, he glanced at the sword on Han Xin's back, and said, "Swords and swords are forbidden items, don't take them out casually, otherwise they will be discovered by officials, and you must not be lightly forgiven."

"Young lady, I will remember what you said, but let me do the sending of silk and cotton!"

Seeing Han Xin's stubbornness again and again, the woman also understood his intentions, so she sighed and said: "There are many wicked people in the city. When you go, remember not to argue with others."

"Good lady! Don't worry, I will go back early." Han Xin grinned and nodded.

"The old woman will cook some food and wait for you to come back."

The woman also showed a satisfied smile and nodded slightly.

In this way, Han Xin returned to his aunt's house, carrying two baskets of washed silk cotton, and went to Huaiyin County according to his aunt's instructions.

…………

At noon, Han Xin was sweating profusely, and came to the city with a "hangchihangchi".

There was still more than an hour before the delivery time, so he found an open space and stopped to rest.

At this time, the city was full of traffic, there was an endless stream of pedestrians coming and going, and vendors peddling around came and went one after another.

In a small stall not far away, a few businessmen were talking about interesting stories about traveling from south to north, while eating and drinking.

Seeing this, Han Xin couldn't help swallowing. He was already taller than ordinary people, so he also eats more than ordinary people.

However, the woman had already prepared food for him on the road.

So just glanced at those businessmen, Han Xin withdrew his gaze, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and took out a cloth bag from his arms.

There are three black steamed buns inside.

Stretching out his hand to wipe his body, Han Xin picked up a steamed bun and took a bite, then looked curiously at the passers-by while eating.

However, just as he finished eating one cornbread and was about to take the second one, a stall cart slowly pushed in front of him.

"Where did you come from, do you know the rules? This place is my butcher Zhang's stall, how can a country bumpkin like you occupy it?"

"Ok?"

Hearing the scolding sound, Han Xin was stunned for a while, and looked up, only to see a young man with a beard walking over.

"Hey, what are you looking at, kid? Didn't you hear what my uncle said?"

Seeing that Han Xin ignored him, Butcher Zhang couldn't help being a little annoyed.

Han Xin frowned, immediately put away the cornbread in his hand, turned and walked towards the basket.

Seeing this, Butcher Zhang sneered coldly: "It looks tall and mighty, but he is actually a coward."

Hearing this, Han Xin paused, and then said casually: "A man who acts like a man stands up to the sky, and bullying the weak is not a skill."

After speaking, he picked up the basket and prepared to leave.

At this time, Butcher Zhang sarcastically said, "A coward like you deserves to talk about a man? Even if you carry a sword, I can easily subdue you!"

As soon as the words were finished, a group of melon-eating crowd came to watch the excitement.

"That's right, this kid, in broad daylight, dares to walk on the street with a sword on his back!"

"Looking at the quality of the sword, it should be an old thing!"

"Could it be that this kid is the queen of a general?"

"I don't think so. Have you ever seen a general carrying silk cotton into the street..."

Hearing the discussions all around, Han Xin suddenly felt bad. If things go on like this, officers and soldiers will definitely be attracted.

At that time, there will be a lot of trouble.

After a little hesitation, he quickened his pace, wanting to leave the place of right and wrong.

But the butcher Zhang didn't let him go. He saw butcher Zhang jumping up to Han Xin in two steps in three steps, and said with a half-smile, "Want to leave? It's not that easy."

Han Xin paused, looked up at Butcher Zhang, and said in a deep voice, "How are you doing?"

"Of course I have to pay for taking up my space."

"Your name isn't written there."

Butcher Zhang chuckled: "You don't even ask who owns that place, so you dare to rest there."

Although he knew that the other party was bullying the villagers, Han Xin still said seriously: "I have no money."

"If you have no money, you can take silk cotton as collateral."

"Si Mian is not mine either."

"Then it will be a little difficult."

Butcher Zhang looked around, stroked his beard, suddenly his eyes lit up, and said with a teasing smile, "If you want me to let you go, it's not impossible, unless you slip through my crotch."

As soon as this remark came out, everyone was in an uproar and looked at Han Xin one after another.

Han Xin's face darkened, and he said coldly, "You really want to do this?"

"shit!"

Butcher Zhang rolled his eyes, and then insulted again: "If you don't want to drill, then stab me with a sword, otherwise don't let me let you go."

Hearing this, Han Xin took a deep look at him, and then lay down on the ground without saying a word, and slipped under his crotch.

"Hahaha! He really drills!"

"Such a person who lives in idyllic existence is definitely not my kind of old Qin!"

"A scholar can be killed but not humiliated, this boy is hard to become a master!"

"Butcher Zhang is worthy of being Butcher Zhang, he is indeed a role model for my generation!"

The moment Han Xin passed through, the passers-by watching burst into laughter.

At this time, one of the people in the crowd narrowed his eyes slightly and locked his eyes on Han Xin.

But it was only a moment before he left the crowd.

In this way, Han Xin suffered the humiliation of his crotch, and left the place of right and wrong amidst endless ridicule.

…………

On the way back, Han Xin was silent while carrying an empty basket.

Among the passers-by, someone recognized him and did not forget to point his finger.

Han Xin responded indifferently to this.

It wasn't until he walked into a quiet country road that he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a sneer, "It's really reckless to kill someone for a trivial matter. How can my life, Han Xin, be lost by a stupid act!"

"Oh, I have some knowledge..."

As soon as his words fell, a voice that seemed to be ridiculed came out of nowhere and entered his ears.

"Who?!"

Han Xin let out a low cry, then drew out his sword and turned around hastily.

But I saw a middle-aged man in a black robe sitting on a certain bluestone five meters away.

"You are from old Qin?"

Han Xin looked at the middle-aged man in surprise.

Because the old Qin people love black, they usually wear black robes and black scarves.

However, this is only a preliminary judgment. After all, after the unification of Qin, the adherents of the Six Kingdoms also began to dress like this.

"Ah!"

The black-robed man chuckled, and said, "Would you rather be humiliated by your crotch than draw your sword, but now you see me but your sword is facing each other, do you think I'm easy to bully?"

Although the other party was smiling, the coldness in his words was icy cold, making Han Xin tremble involuntarily.

This person is by no means an ordinary person!

Han Xin made a judgment in an instant, then put away his sword, and asked in a deep voice: "Your Excellency and I have never met before, why did you follow?"

The man in black robe smiled, shook his head and said, "I have been resting here for a long time, so why did you come after me?"

A look of surprise flashed in Han Xin's eyes, and he asked, "Then how did you know that I was humiliated by my crotch?"

"Going to the city to do errands, just passing by!"

"."

Han Xin was speechless, he happened to pass by and couldn't even believe it.

After hesitating for a moment, he stopped entangled with the man in black robe, picked up the basket again, and prepared to walk towards home.

At this time, the voice of the black-robed man sounded again: "I see that you have extraordinary bearing, and I think you are a talented person. I wonder if you would like to go back with me to see my young master!"

"Ok?"

Han Xin paused, turned around and asked with doubts, "Who is your young master?"

"My young master 'knows astronomy at the top and geography at the bottom'. He knows more than anyone else. If you meet him, you will understand how powerful he is!"

Han Xin stared straight at the black-robed man for a while, and then suddenly laughed.

He was already proud enough, but he never thought that there would be someone more proud than him. This so-called young master dared to claim to be 'knowing astronomy from above, and geography from below'?
How thick-skinned is it to say such words.

Seeing that Han Xin was a bit rude, the man in black robe was not angry, and immediately raised his eyebrows and said, "What? You don't believe it?"

"Why should I believe it?"

"Because you are not as strong as my young master, so you don't want to admit someone who is stronger than yourself!"

Hearing this, Han Xin's eyes froze for a moment, and he asked solemnly, "Who is your young master?"

The man in black robe smiled, and said with a wicked smile: "I said it just now, you will understand when you see him. Of course, if you don't want to see him, just pretend I didn't say it, but."

As he spoke, he looked at Han Xin with bright eyes, and said with a smile, "I believe you will meet him!"

Han Xin narrowed his eyes slightly and frowned, "Where is he?"

"Frequency Sun!"

"Frequency Yang?"

Han Xin was taken aback for a moment, and asked with some doubts: "Pin Yang travels thousands of miles based on this, why did you come here?"

"Of course it's for the young master!"

The black-robed man said casually, then stood up, and said calmly; "I will set off at Maoshi tomorrow, and I will wait for you at the mouth of the river for half an hour then!"

After speaking, he turned and left the trail.

"Is there really such a person in the world?"

Looking at the back of the man in black robe leaving, Han Xin couldn't help murmuring, sighed for a while, then picked up the basket and set foot on the way back.

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