Da Qin: Me! the Unparalleled Prince, Guarding the Great Wall for 18 Years

"so what?"

Ying Changying glanced at Taishi Ci: "I didn't finish the thing I gave you?"

Taishi Ci sighed slightly and sighed.No matter how reluctant he was in his heart, he still carried out Ying Changying's order very well.

"My lord, that Han Xin has already brought it, and is waiting outside for the lord's release."

Chapter [-] Are you willing to be the halberdman? [Kneeling for flowers for monthly pass]

Han Xin stood on the shore with his sword in his arms.

He stared at the big boat in front of him, but did not dare to go forward.

Han Xin's face was emaciated due to long-term hunger, and it was described as haggard.

Worse than beggars.

The first time Ying Changying saw Han Xin was this image.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Han Xin raised his head in a trance.

When he looked up, he saw a young man wearing a purple crown and a cloak with brocade inlaid cloud patterns, standing with his hands behind his back, looking at him calmly.

The young man's eyes were bright, like the stars.

Looking at each other, Han Xin suddenly felt a little ashamed.

He was not a person who felt inferior, but when he saw Ying Changying, he lowered his head unconsciously.

After a while, Han Xin couldn't bear the hunger in his stomach, but he gathered up his courage and bowed his hands cautiously.

"My lord, someone said that we can manage meals here, is that true?"

"Humph!"

Taishi Ci snorted coldly: "My lord, the last general will retire first!"

He couldn't bear it, and he was in the company of Han Xin, a shameless and lowly generation.

Ying Changying just nodded, then waved to Han Xin.

"Come with me!"

Han Xin hardly hesitated.

Although the purpose of the person in front of him is unclear, he is someone who grew up eating hundreds of family meals, and has become extremely hungry.

Regardless of the purpose of the person in front of him, he bowed to Ying Changying's back, and then followed him onto the boat.

After a while, several people came to the cabin, and the table was filled with fragrant fish dishes.

Han Xin's eyes suddenly straightened, and he swallowed hard.

Ying Changying didn't mean to make fun of her, she pointed at her.

"Don't be restrained, let's eat."

Han Xin didn't know how long he had been hungry. Through the tattered clothes, he could vaguely see the thin bones in it.

Hearing Ying Changying's promise, Han Xin gave a solemn bow again, and then bent down and took his seat.

Under normal circumstances, people who have been hungry for a long time suddenly see such a sumptuous food, and they have to eat hasai.

However, Han Xin was different. Although he was hungry, he ate slowly.

Or rather vigilant.

From time to time, he looked up at Ying Changying and found that he had no strange expression, so he continued to eat.

Ying Changying looked at him with interest.

After he ate for a while, his complexion improved a little, and then he asked leisurely:

"I heard that you had a dispute with someone in the Huaiyin market. You obviously had a sword at that time, why didn't you fight back in anger, but endure the humiliation of your crotch?"

Han Xin did not expect that Ying Changying would ask such a question.

Putting down his hands to eat, he said calmly.

"The art of war has a cloud, if it is not profitable, it must not be used, and if it is not dangerous, there is no war."

"The march is like this, and the same is true of me and the commoners. Don't say that I can't beat the butcher with my hands. Even if I really kill him in the street, what can I do?"

"At most, I can only express my anger for a while, and there is no other use for it. Moreover, the Qin law stipulates that private fights are guilty, and killing is for life. If I kill someone in anger, I will definitely be sentenced to death by the government."

That was the case at the time, Han Xin was a calm person.

He was unbearable to be angry with the consequences of murder.

So, he chose to compromise.

I chose to endure the humiliation of the crotch.

Although he felt that his choice was right, the shame was deeply engraved on him.

Difficult to wash out.

After leaving the market, Han Xin only felt that his mind went blank.