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Not indifferent, but helpless.

The indifference of the prophets is the greatest cruelty.

Xiang Ancai didn't believe that Xiang Yu didn't see all this, but Xiang Yu just sat and watched it happen.

Can't figure it out.

Can't figure it out.

Could it be that the feelings of relatives can also be manipulated at will?

An hour later, the sky was dark.

Hongmen's tent was still brightly lit.

This banquet was not specially set up by Xiang Yu to entertain Liu Ji. Liu Ji was only the protagonist, not the only one.

All the princes and famous generals were basically present at this banquet.

Xiang Yu vacated a large space in the center of the tent as a dance floor, and found several dancers in the surrounding cities. They were dancing on the dance floor in the center. All the princes were sitting around, but they were all in the outer circle.

The people sitting in the inner circle are all incredible people.

Xiang Yu sat west to east, holding a wine glass and said nothing. Beside him, Xiang An was sitting in his left hand, holding his chest and bowing his head, unable to see his expression. Sitting in his right hand was Zi Juan, sitting in a regular manner. Silent, just staring at the food in front of him.

On the left side of Xiang Yu, sitting north and facing south, is Xiang Yu's sub-father Fan Zeng, his third uncle Xiang Bo, and his fourth uncle Xiang Lu. The three have different expressions. Xiang Bo and Fan Zeng are both sitting expressionless, looking like Looking a little disappointed, Xiang Lu shook his wine glass and curled up, quite contented.

Opposite the three of them, the one facing the north is Liu Ji. Unlike the two positions in the northwest, Liu Ji was sitting by himself, looking a little embarrassed, with a conspicuous drop of cold sweat on his face, under the effect of candlelight. See clearly below.

Sitting east to west, there were two people, Zhang Liang and Han Xin. Han Xin nodded at Zhang Liang and smiled, making Zhang Liang a little confused.

Han Xin is also a well-known adviser to the world. Not to mention other things, in the two world-famous battles, the Battle of Pengcheng and the Battle of Zhangshui, there is a shadow of Han Xin behind him. The victorious general also turned himself into a well-known soldier.

There are many talents under Liu Ji, including Xiao He to rectify the logistics, Zhang Liang to take charge of the overall situation, and generals like Fan Hui and Li Shiqi who persuade the world.

But Liu Ji heard Zhang Liang say: "In terms of military use, I am not as good as Han Xin."

Liu Ji sat in his seat and glanced slightly in the direction of Zhang Liang and Han Xin. Zhang Liang's ability was too clear to him, but Zhang Liang said that he was not as good as Han Xin in using troops.

"That is, I would like to invite you to drink with you, so let's have a banquet." Xiang Yu didn't stand up, but just raised the glass full of wine in his hand, his expression was indifferent, making it hard to guess.

"As the general said."

The various princes, including Liu Ji, raised their wine glasses one after another and echoed Dao.

Xiang An and Zijuan's eyes have been focused on Liu Ji's body, making Liu Ji feel a little flustered.

Xiang Yu took the lead and drank the drink.

===Chapter 930 Six Xiangzhuang Sword Dance===

The elder and the younger are respected, and the matter of etiquette, everyone here is no longer a child, so naturally they understand this matter.

At the beginning of the banquet, the princes and generals from all walks of life naturally should eat and drink, push the cups and change the cups, so happy, and there are dancers dancing on the dance floor, a happy scene.

However, only Liu Ji, who was seated alone, felt restless.

Xiang Yu said very few words, but even if he didn't say anything, he absolutely mastered the whole banquet.

At this time, speaking less is not a kind of prudence, but a kind of arrogance and contempt.

Liu Ji is a smart person. Whether it is the allocation of seats, the gaze of Xiang Yu's two younger siblings, or the attitude of the princes, he feels a little subtle.

After taking a sip of wine, he saw Fan Zeng sitting opposite him. He seemed to be holding something in his hand. He was playing with it. From time to time, he would raise it in Xiang Yu's direction, but Xiang Yu didn't seem to notice, or he Didn't want to pay attention.

Even so, Fan Zeng kept holding it up.

Liu Ji's scalp felt numb.

Although the dance floor was separated, he was only a few meters away from Fan Zeng. Naturally, he could clearly see what Fan Zeng lifted back and forth.

It's Yu Jue.

Yu Jue, a gentleman has a decision.

At this time, Fan Zeng held Xiang Yu back and forth. It was self-evident what he wanted Xiang Yu to do.

Liu Ji swallowed, feeling a chill in his neck, he couldn't help squinting to look at the reactions of the three people in the west seat, only to see Zijuan drinking wine without a sip, Xiang An also lowered his head and concentrated on eating. , they didn't care about him, but Xiang Yu's eyes were erratic, looking at the entire camp.

Glancing at Zhang Liang again, Liu Ji found that Zhang Liang and Han Xin were chatting, and they seemed to be chatting happily, drinking while chatting.

The voices of everyone chatting were very low, because Xiang Yu did not speak loudly.

This is the situation, Xiang Yu is already the leader.

The people in the center, except for Zhang Liang and Han Xin, didn't speak, and they were eerily quiet.

Xiang Yu opened his mouth, and the person who asked was Liu Ji. Liu Ji thought that Xiang Yu was going to deny the agreement in Xutai that day, but he didn't expect Xiang Yu to just talk about family affairs. He forcibly suppressed his mind and seemed to answer calmly.

strangeness.

Strange indeed.

What is this trying to do?

Obviously Xiang Yu has not done anything so far, just greeted Liu Ji a few words normally, but Liu Ji was already in chaos and sweating profusely.

Xiang An had just eaten a leg of lamb, his mouth full of oil. He and Xiang Yu looked at each other, and Xiang Yu nodded lightly.

With a wave of his hand, Xiang An motioned for those panicked dancers to step back. All the princes and generals present were accompanied by blood on the battlefield all day long. Although these dancers were still dancing, they were probably too panicked.

The dancer retreated, but saw Xiang Yuya's father Fan Zeng's eyes lit up, his right hand stretched back, and he waved silently, and saw a young man jumping out from behind.

The princes are a little puzzled, why did this young man come out?What is the purpose of wearing a sword?

Xiang Yu took a deep look at Fan Zeng and said nothing.

"Xiang Zhuang, why are you moving forward?" he asked, causing Xiang Zhuang who came out to froze.

Xiang Zhuang is also a child of the Xiang family, but he is a member of the sideline, and he is not too familiar with Xiang Yu, but he has a small military position under Xiang Yu's hands.

"Hahahahaha." A burst of old laughter came, and the princes looked at Fan Zeng's laughter.

He bowed his hands to Xiang Yu: "We are all rude people who dance with knives and guns. Pi Jiang knows that the elegance of the dancer is for the people above the temple, so he let the dancer retreat, although it is pure, this is The banquet is also a little less lively, isn't it?"

The princes who didn't know why all nodded. Although the dancing girl was beautiful, it was not suitable for them and the current occasion.

"So, it's better to come here, suitable for you

General's entertainment. "

Fan Zeng stood up with a smile on his face, and gestured to the princes.

Liu Ji looked at Fan Zeng, who was smiling but not smiling, and had a vague feeling in his heart.

Han Xin sat on the east seat, resting his cheeks in one hand, with an expression of watching a good show on his face, while Zhang Liang, who was beside him, was very worried.

"Dare to ask Mr. Fan, what is the entertainment?" A general was a little curious, cupped his hands, and asked to Fan Zeng.

"In other words, you and I are marching to fight." Fan Zeng laughed and stroked his beard, "But now there is only a small tent here, so it's not possible to march, so I use ordinary sword dancing to help the fun. Just fine."

"My little nephew is named Xiang Zhuang, and he is the clan brother of the great general. His swordsmanship is superb." Fan Zeng walked to Xiang Zhuang's side, grabbed Xiang Zhuang's shoulder and said, and kept winking at Xiang Zhuang. "Today, I invite all generals to take a look."

After that, Fan Zeng backed away with a smile and sat in his seat.

Xiang Bo frowned, sitting on the side silently glaring at Fan Zeng.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Yu did not attack, but this old man attacked the second brother. When the second brother was still there, I persuaded the second brother to stay away from this old thing, right? This may also be inspired by Xiang Yu.

In his thoughts, Xiangzhuang did not include the lake, he had already pulled out the sword that flickered with cold light, and began to dance the sword.

Xiang Zhuang's swordsmanship is not to mention how it is used in actual combat, at least the viewing experience at this banquet is very good.

But there is a person who feels that this sword dance is full of killing intent.

This person is Liu Ji.

The space on the dance floor is not large, but it is definitely not small. There is definitely more than enough space for one person to dance the sword.

But when Zhuang danced the sword, his pace was shaky and he came towards Liu Ji.

If this can't see Fan Zeng's plan again, Liu Ji is a fool.

As soon as he turned his head, Liu Ji felt a flower in front of him, and a touch of cold light came towards him, his muscles tightened, his hands were forced, and the whole person retreated, avoiding Xiang Zhuang's sword.

Covered in cold sweat, Liu Ji gasped for breath, looked at Xiang Zhuang in horror, but found that Xiang Zhuang seemed to have nothing happened, and continued to dance his sword. The princes seemed to have seen something. Put away the sound, quietly watching the flashing sword light on the dance floor.

He wants to kill me, he wants to kill me!

Liu Ji covered his chest, Tong Kong trembled slightly.

No one can sit still in the face of death without a will to die.

Zhang Liang gritted his teeth, unconsciously connected to the thought key pattern.If necessary, he will directly cast magic and turn Xiang Yu's face.

Xiang Zhuang danced, but suddenly another sword struck Liu Ji.

Ping——

However, he heard a crisp sound of gold and iron, and a person, holding a sword, stopped in the middle of Liu Ji and Xiang Zhuang.

"It's boring to dance the sword alone, I'll accompany you." Xiang Bo smiled tremblingly and looked in Xiang Yu's direction.The elder and the younger are respected, and the matter of etiquette, everyone here is no longer a child, so naturally they understand this matter.

At the beginning of the banquet, the princes and generals from all walks of life naturally should eat and drink, push the cups and change the cups, so happy, and there are dancers dancing on the dance floor, a happy scene.

However, only Liu Ji, who was seated alone, felt restless.

Xiang Yu said very few words, but even if he didn't say anything, he absolutely mastered the whole banquet.

At this time, speaking less is not a kind of prudence, but a kind of arrogance and contempt.

Liu Ji is a smart person. Whether it is the allocation of seats, the gaze of Xiang Yu's two younger siblings, or the attitude of the princes, he feels a little subtle.

After taking a sip of wine, he saw Fan Zeng sitting opposite him. He seemed to be holding something in his hand. He was playing with it. From time to time, he would raise it in Xiang Yu's direction, but Xiang Yu didn't seem to notice, or he Didn't want to pay attention.

Even so, Fan Zeng kept holding it up.

Liu Ji's scalp felt numb.

Although the dance floor was separated, he was only a few meters away from Fan Zeng. Naturally, he could clearly see what Fan Zeng lifted back and forth.

It's Yu Jue.

Yu Jue, a gentleman has a decision.