Dahan first prince

Chapter 97 The birds are gone, the good bow is hidden

When Liu Ying walked out of the Xuanshi Hall with mixed emotions and returned to her Taiwo Palace, ready to meet with the young mansion Yangcheng Yanshi, there was a story in Shangguan which was only separated from the Phoenix Hall by a palace wall. A thing that goes into the annals of history.

Almost at the moment when night fell, the ranger who appeared outside Weiyang Palace during the day and explained to others what "home" means, climbed over the wall and entered the residence of Han Xin, Marquis of Huaiyin.

Only a moment later, there was an exclamation from the study in the center of the Marquis of Huaiyin's mansion.

"really?!"

"Outside Weiyang Palace, there is almost a civil uprising?!!!"

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

"pity·······"

"such a pity!"

"If we had known this earlier, I would have urged this matter!"

"Once the Weiyang Palace is broken, we will take advantage of the chaos to kill Lu's pheasant. Is it unknown?"

Han Xin sighed and shook his head.

After a while, Han Xin's eyes lit up again!
"wrong!"

"Three days after the King of Han left Chang'an, the Weiyang Palace threatened to cause a civil uprising. This is a harbinger of chaos!"

"The widow should write a letter to persuade the prime minister again!"

After talking to himself twice again, Han Xin hurriedly sat on the soft couch and spread out a roll of bamboo slips.

Just as he was about to write, he seemed to remember something, put away the blank bamboo slips that had been spread out, and took out a piece of snow-white silk cloth from his bosom.

"Ah~"

"In the past, when the widow was the king of Qidi, this kind of Qiwan was really inexhaustible."

"Unexpectedly, there is only this last foot left..."

Feeling reluctant to touch the piece of white silk, Han Xinzhong gritted his teeth and spread it on the desk.

"If things come to pass, how can the widow be short of Qi Wan?"

"Humph!"

"It's all right to take away my country of Qi, but even take away the country of Chu?"

"What an ungrateful person!!!"

Gritting his teeth and cursing for a while, Han Xin didn't stop, and within a moment, he had written hundreds of words on the white square silk cloth.

After the book was completed, he checked it carefully again. Han Xin finally nodded in satisfaction. He carefully rolled up the silk cloth and put it into a bamboo tube. Hands of men dressed as rangers.

"Leave immediately, gallop day and night, to deliver to the hands of the prime minister!"

Hearing this, the man hastily bowed his hands and was about to leave, but as if something had happened, he turned around with hesitation on his face.

"Your Majesty..."

"Um?!!"

Seeing the master's eyes widen suddenly, looking at him with a man-eating ferocious gaze, the man hastily slapped his mouth hard a few times!
"King, Your Majesty..."

"Hmm~"

"Say, what's the matter?"

After confirming that Han Xin was no longer annoyed by being called a "lord", the man couldn't help but secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and said hesitantly: "Your Majesty."

"My...Han, King of Han."

"The King of Han has ordered the Hangu Pass to be under martial law this time. Except for those who bring the official documents issued by the prime minister's mansion, no one is allowed to enter or leave?"

"Biography and quotation are easy to say, it's the official document of the Prime Minister's Mansion..."

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

"This matter, the widow has no good plan!"

"Xiao He, that villain, will not help the widow now!"

"How to get out of the customs, you can figure it out; but within three days, this book must be sent to the hands of the prime minister!"

After giving the order with a little hostility, Han Xin waved his hand a little irritably, signaling the man to back down.

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

After lowering his head and wiping off the wine stains from the corner of his mouth, Han Xin's face became even more distorted...
"The widow!!!!!!"

boom!
With this loud noise, the Huaiyin Marquis Mansion in Shangguanli lost its fourth brand new bronze wine bottle today...
·
At the same time, more than a hundred miles east of Chang'an, in the eastern suburb of Xinfeng.

After staying in Xinfeng for a while, the Guanzhong Wang Shi led by Liu Bang personally embarked on the road to the east again.

Sitting cross-legged on the imperial chariot, Liu Bang scratched his back with his wooden claws contentedly, ignoring the interior of the imperial chariot, where his courtiers were still sitting.

"Sigh~"

"Uh, eh..."

"Shu Tan!"

When he scratched the itchy place, Liu Bang showed a look of extreme enjoyment on his face, and he never forgot to ask: "The servant, is there any action?"

Hearing this, even though he didn't dare to raise his head to witness the famous scene of "The Son of Heaven scratching his itch", Chen Ping could only slightly raise his head, but his eyes were fixed on his knees.

"Your Majesty, in the past few days, the servant did not take any action."

"Only half a quarter ago, the servant seemed to send someone to Qu Zhouhou, and I don't know what he said..."

Hearing this, Liu Bang kept moving his hands and only smiled.

"really!"

"That guy Xia Houying..."

"Hey Hey!"

"Sigh~"

Talking to himself incongruently, Liu Bang seemed to have finally enjoyed scratching. He removed the wooden claw from his back, leaned sideways in the chariot with a face full of leisure, and beat the wooden claw on the knees with the wooden claw. superior.

"In the past few days, Marquis Qu Ni should be more careful."

"If I'm not mistaken, at the latest, today and tomorrow, Qu Zhouhouhou's army tent will fly out and ride straight to Chang'an!"

"hey-hey······"

Hearing this, Chen Ping just bowed his hands and saw that Liu Bang stopped scratching his back regardless of his appearance, so he couldn't help but raise his head.

Seeing that Chen Ping seemed hesitant to speak, Liu Bang couldn't help but stare at Chen Ping meaningfully for a moment, then opened his mouth abruptly.

"Qu Nihou would like to know, who sent the book I asked Jianghou to send to Chang'an, and what did you say?"

As he spoke, Liu Bang told the truth without waiting for Chen Ping to answer.

"I pass the book on to Marquis Bing!"

"The speaker..."

"hey-hey!"

With a sinister laugh, Liu Bang couldn't help but get up a little, and climbed to a position less than three feet in front of Chen Ping.

"I say to Marquis Feng: I am in Chang'an to be the commander of the army, and I will never see the Marquis of Huaiyin alive!"

"Furthermore, Marquis Feng must not interfere in this matter!!!"

When he said this with a slightly crazy gaze, Liu Bang couldn't help looking straight into the depths of Chen Ping's gaze.

"Qu Nihou thinks, if Fenghou knows this, what should he do?"

Listening to Liu Bang's weird tones that send chills down the spine, Chen Ping only hated just now, why should he be curious about this matter...

With a bitter sigh secretly, Chen Ping had no choice but to cup his hands, and said with hesitation: "The Marquis of Huaiyin cannot live, and the Marquis of Feng cannot be killed..."

"Your Majesty's intention is to make the Queen...?"

Seeing Chen Ping uttering these words in a panic, Liu Bang narrowed his eyes a little, and stared at Chen Ping for a long time.

Only a moment later, the emperor's signature laughter came from above the imperial chariot.

"Okay!"

"As expected of Qu Nihou!!!"

"it is good!!!!!!"

(End of this chapter)