Daqin: Zulong's Traveling Frog

Chapter 182
As the cold stream rises at night, Han Xin comes to the granary and stays with the grain and grass all day long. Facing the carts of rice and millet, he seems to have heard the god of fate mocking and ironic to him, and he can't help but feel sad.

I thought that Fan Zeng's daughter bought horse bones, and Han Xin would be appreciated. I thought that he would be appreciated and reused, but he didn't expect that he would only be appointed as a minor official in charge of the granary.

In the past, I could eat and drink together in my hometown, but now it's better, staring at the trucks full of food and grass all day long.

As time passed, Han Xin had the idea of ​​quitting, and wanted to resign from his official position, so he secretly found Bole Fan Zeng and told him his intention: "Han Xin traveled thousands of miles to the imperial capital Xianyang, and discussed military affairs with His Majesty the First Emperor. The granary clerk!"

The more Han Xin talked, the angrier he became, and he even wanted to ride away on a fast horse.

Fan Zeng smiled lightly, if it was him, he would leave resolutely if he was neglected by Qin Wangzheng.

But the first emperor was not ignorant of talents. On the contrary, the first emperor judged the situation and had a discerning eye. He recognized Fan Zeng's talent at a glance and appointed him as the master of the Black Ice Terrace.

For a handsome talent like Han Xin who is good at fighting, could it be that the first emperor couldn't see his talent?
It's just to experience Han Xin's temperament, so Fan Zeng said slowly: "Since His Majesty appointed you as a granary official, he naturally has his intentions. Han Xin should not try to figure out the emperor's heart privately!"

"Furthermore, now every inch of land in the world belongs to Daqin, where can you escape to?"

"If you live in seclusion, are you willing to have your talents buried?"

Han Xin naturally didn't want to. He still vaguely remembered the crotch humiliation. The butcher was tyrannical and defrauded an honest man like him. How could he forget it?

Only by serving as a general can you wash away the previous shame and make others look at you with admiration!

But it is indeed a bit aggrieved to serve as a petty official in the official granary.

Fan Zeng advised: "Your Majesty appointed you as the granary clerk just to see your ability! If you can't do a small thing well, how can you do a big thing?"

Han Xin nodded silently, and Fan Zeng left with peace of mind when he saw that Han Xin's temper had calmed down.

The next day, Fan Zeng came forward and persuaded Qin Wangzheng to promote Han Xin from the granary official to the granary order.

If it were anyone else, he would have been satisfied with this adventure, but Han Xin, who aspired to be a general, didn't care about the granary order?

Han Xinxin understood that Qin Wangzheng promoted Fan Zeng only because of his face, and had no interest in meeting him at all, let alone appreciating and valuing him.

At night, Han Xin couldn't bear the humiliation, so he decided to leave Daqin, and after Daqin fell apart, he would choose a Ming Lord to serve him.

Unfortunately, he was arrested after only two miles away.

The execution ground was set in an open square in the barracks, and a wooden platform was temporarily set up. The executioner stood on the platform with a long knife behind his back like a stone statue. Han Xin was tied up and knelt on the ground.

Han Xin suddenly felt that this was very much like a stage, except that instead of singing, dancing and juggling, it was a bloody beheading.

Life and death were at stake, and he joined the army. Han Xin had his head tied to the waist of his trousers. The more critical the moment, the calmer he was.

No. 13 human heads rolled down on the stage and stopped not far from Han Xin. The head had a ferocious face and a dead eye, and its bloodshot eyes were full of desire for life and fear of death.

Death's footsteps were approaching, and finally there was no one in front of Han Xin, and he was about to be beheaded.

But Han Xin is not a person who easily surrenders to fate. As long as he still has breath, he will fight to the death!
I saw Han Xin suddenly shouting: "Why do you want to kill the strong man?"

Yingbo kept his head down all the time, bored with the routine supervision and beheading duties.

Han Xin started talking wildly, but Ying Bu raised his head slowly, and was successfully aroused curiosity: "Who is talking nonsense? Bring it up."

Han Xin was brought before Ying Bu. The deserter, who was about to be executed, had no fear on his face and held his head high. His disgraced face could not hide his heroic spirit.

Ying Bu was secretly amazed, he had never seen such arrogance and pride bursting out from his bones, and he pointed to the execution platform: "Are strong men afraid of death?"

"Have no fear of death!" Han Xin looked directly at Yingbu and examined his eyes. "People are mortal, and they only hate that their ambitions and achievements in life have not been accomplished!"

Ying Bu was unconsciously attracted by the madman in front of him, and said coldly, "I haven't made any achievements? What achievements does a granary order that can only run away have?"

"The Granary Order is indeed too small to carry my ambitions!" Han Xin spoke to Yingbu with sincere eyes.

Yingbu felt that this person was surprised, so he asked Han Daodao: "In this case, how about serving as the captain of Zhisu for some experience?"

The surrounding soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, glanced at the humble Han Xin from the corner of their eyes, their faces were full of astonishment, how many people could not get the honor of Zhisu Captain in their lifetime!

In this way, Han Xin was promoted from an official in charge of the granary to Zhisu Duwei, responsible for taking care of the grain of 20 soldiers in the Lantian Camp.

Within three days, from the Granary Order to the Zhisu Commandant, it seemed that God favored him, but in fact it was just Han Xin climbing the pit for himself and filling it himself.

If it were an ordinary person, he would be satisfied, but Han Xin couldn't bear the humiliation, so he was naturally unwilling to be the captain of Zhisu.

After a month-long rectification, the Lantian camp had plenty of food and grass. It happened that the new Zhi Su Nei Shiqian came to inspect, but he never thought that Han Xin would be sleeping on the couch.

An official immediately poured a bowl of cold water on Han Xin. Han Xin was awakened. Immediately, the internal history of Zhisu asked: "The new Zhisu Captain has a vegetarian meal in his corpse. He has neglected his duties and slept in the granary all day long. How do you explain it?" "

Han Xin looked around the granary, brushed off the grains all over his body, and said dismissively: "The matter has been dealt with properly, please look into it clearly!"

The internal history of millet management inspected the granary. The rice, millet and millet were divided in a clear order, and the entry and exit of the granary were clearly written on the official documents.

Even when Zhi Su Nei Shi asked about the details of the granary, Han Xin could answer fluently, which made Zhi Su Nei Shi dumbfounded.

After calming down from the shock in his heart, Zhi Su Neishi slowly said: "As expected of Captain Zhi Su, he managed the granary in an orderly manner."

Han Xin smiled coldly: "Managing the granary is just a trivial matter, so why bother!"

"What a big tone!" Zhi Su Neishi questioned: "Then what is the big thing that Captain Han is willing to bother about?"

Han Xin's thoughts are sensitive and delicate. He can feel the generosity and friendliness in Zhi Su Neishi's voice, which is different from those who laughed at him in the past.

Han Xin said loudly: "I have been familiar with the art of war since I was a child, and I have a great strategy in my chest. I will worship generals, command thousands of troops, and conquer the world. This is the great thing Han Xin wants to do!"

(End of this chapter)