a long song

One.

Han Xin turned around in surprise, with a little joy in his heart that he didn't know.

The person opposite looked like he had just woken up at night, his hair was not tied up, and his black hair was tied behind his head like a child with curly hair, only a loose knot was tied at the end.He was wearing a large cloak, and a little white tunic was faintly exposed between the collar and sleeves.His dark eyes were brightly colored by the fire in the distance, and he was looking at himself with a smile.

Han Xin looked at him greedily, not even knowing when he held his breath.

Zhang Liang smiled even more, and said: "Why are you acting like this? I said the day before yesterday that he would visit him every day. Could it be that Han Xin didn't take it seriously?"

Han Xin looked away quickly, if it wasn't in the dark night, others would have seen the tips of his ears turn red.He groaned and said, "No...I...I didn't expect you to come at this time, I was still sleeping..."

"Tonight is lively, everyone who should wake up is awake, even if they fall asleep, they will get up." Zhang Liang said meaningfully.He took two steps towards the secluded place, sat down on the wooden cart full of straw, looked back at Han Xin who was following him, and said, "I found out about you later, you are Huaiyin Han Xin."

Han Xin's feverish face immediately cooled down, and he nodded numbly, thinking that this was another person who had heard his crotch humiliation.Although Zhang Liang's etiquette would not say embarrassing words to him, it was difficult to guarantee what this person was thinking.

Thinking of this, Han Xin couldn't help but feel a trace of frustration.

Clinker Zhang Liang looked up at him, and said with great interest: "I heard that you have practiced the art of war, why don't you sit here and we have a good talk?"

At that moment, Han Xin was almost lost in his bright eyes.

two.

The two talked about the art of war for more than an hour. From ancient times to today's famous works, whether famous or unknown, they all commented on them.During this period, the two argued or argued, and even challenged each other when they were excited.After hearing that Han Xin had learned chess skills, Zhang Liang asked him to play chess again:

"How, do you want to have a show?"

"Different space?" Han Dao said, although he was surprised, he was more pleasantly surprised.

"Naturally." Zhang Liang smiled and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Why? But Mr. Han can't remember the chessboard..."

"Okay." Han Xin interrupted him immediately, and said simply.

The two of you come and go, fighting back and forth on the chessboard out of thin air.With the four corner pieces, white goes first.The two agreed to win two out of three rounds. In the previous two rounds, each side had one win and one loss, and the last round was even more indistinguishable. Both of them were sweating hot in the cold night.Han Xin held his breath and concentrated on counting the positions of the empty operators, but in the end he was no match for Zhang Liang's step by step, and his sons and sons interacted with each other.After seeing dozens of steps, Han Xin abandoned his son and gave up. Zhang Liang immediately raised his head to look at him, with the corners of his mouth raised, his eyes bent into a crescent moon, and he smiled brightly: "Haha, you lost!"

His affection and demeanor are as delicate and innocent as a child's, and his pure joy is beyond words.Wisps and clusters of warm flames gradually rose in Han Xin's heart. Perhaps the atmosphere was too good, and they had been intimate just now. Han Xin couldn't help but soften his eyes, and said softly: "Well, you won ,ovary."

Zhang Liang's eyes widened suddenly, and Han Xin suddenly felt that he had slipped his words. He was a little anxious and said with some grievances that he didn't realize: "I'm sorry, I...I'm not..."

Zhang Liang's eyes softened, he smiled, and said softly, "There is no need to apologize, I regard you as a friend, and it is right to call me by my name." At the end, he said softly, "Han Xin."

Han Xin suddenly said: "Tattache."

Zhang Liang looked at him with raised eyebrows.

Even though Han Xin turned his back to the moonlight, his face inevitably burned, but he still insisted: "Call me to repeat."

Zhang Liang understood, and immediately said: "Tattache."

That sound was soft, like a smile, but it made Han Xin's heart tremble uncontrollably for a moment, and even his whole body trembled.However, before he could stabilize his mind, something cold pinched his face.

Han Xin: "..."

three.

Zhang Liang withdrew his evil hand, and teased half-truthfully, "It feels good, as expected, it's good to be young." Before he could finish speaking, his hands were caught by a pair of gentleness.

It turned out that Han Xin held him.

Zhang Liang asked doubtfully, "You are..."

"You're too cold." Han Dao said, and then tightened his fingers even more, wrapping the hands of the person opposite.

Warmth flowed through Zhang Liang's heart. Han Xin's hand was bigger than his, and the palm was warm and soft, which made his frozen hand feel very comfortable without knowing it.Although he felt very comfortable, he still felt that it was a little awkward for a man to cover his hand for another man, so he couldn't help but change the subject and said, "How could you think of learning chess?"

Nowadays, there are only a few chess players, and there are only a few players with high skills, let alone a player who can memorize seventeen vertical and horizontal chess pieces, a total of 280 nine chess pieces, and 150 white and black chess pieces each.Han Xin is one of them, and Zhang Liang is even better.

Han Xin naturally knew this, so he said: "March and war usually have two armies in formation, but Xiaobo's formation is relatively simple, and compared with chess skills, the interest in gambling is too strong. Although luck is also the key to victory, marching and fighting is always the key to victory. It’s better to be more cautious, after all, luck is rare, and skill is paramount.”

Zhang Liang nodded, but said: "Although this is the case, there are still some disadvantages in Liubo."

Han Dao said: "But the division of labor, can you walk a few steps in a row until you become an owl and fight for it?"

Zhang Liangdao: "Not only that, Liubo can move pieces at will, forming a front and back attack. Although it can be achieved in chess, but once a piece falls, you can't move again. Although you can look at the overall situation, calculate in advance, and finally encircle. However, if we can shift positions and advance side by side, it will also reduce a lot of inconvenience, and the dead chess will also be reduced a lot. After all, real battlefields often have marching maneuvers, and moving forward and backward often restrain each other."

Han Xin was thoughtful.

Zhang Liang sighed: "It would be great if this game can be changed. Remove the throwing chopsticks, divide the work among the sub-groups, and imitate the formation of elite soldiers. I think it will be more beneficial to the training of military skills."

Han's confidence moved.

The two talked for a long time before, and now they are a little tired.Although they didn't talk to each other, they didn't feel awkward, instead, there was a faint warmth in this cool night because they were so close.

Zhang Liang looked up, his eyes quietly reflected the red night that had not been extinguished in the distance.

Han Xin followed his gaze and said, "The Efang Palace stretches for hundreds of miles. It may burn for several days now."

Zhang Liang's pupils moved, and he asked in a low voice, "How do you think the fire is burning?"

Han Dao said, "Bad policy."

Zhang Liang smiled and said, "Let's listen."

Han Dao said: "How is this behavior different from the tyranny of the Qin Dynasty?"

Zhang Liang said again: "What about Peigong's three chapters?"

Han Dao said: "The best strategy. All the fathers and folks in Guanzhong want him to be king."

Zhang Liang looked over and said with burning eyes: "So, why are you still in front of Xiang Yu's account?"

Han Xin was at a loss for words for a while, and he replied after a long time: "I was looked down upon and bullied by others, and I didn't even have food. Later, I went to lobby Wu Xinjun. Although he didn't listen to my suggestion, he gave me a job. This is also kindness, and I cannot betray it at will."

Zhang Liang twitched his mouth and said with a sneer: "Oh? This kindness is a halberd master? Could it be that you endured insults and offered advice just to show others a curtain in this troubled world?"

He always had a smile on his face and a gentle tone.Now it is rare to use thorny words, and the beautiful face is covered with a cold smile, not only did not annoy Han Xin, but made his heart tremble, and he clenched the cold skin in his hands even more.

Zhang Liang said in a low voice: "A good bird chooses a tree to live in, and a good minister chooses a master to serve. In troubled times, the best result for people like us is to get someone who is willing to appreciate, and then use our talents to enjoy the Taimiao in the future." In the book of official historians, deeds will be passed down by thousands of people, and future generations will comment on your achievements. Or is it not for this reason that you have made every effort to get involved in this world?" In the last sentence, his voice was very soft, but it seemed to be sticking Han Xin's ears were like ears, and he heard every word.

Han Xin's heart burned instantly.

Those secrets that were once imagined in his heart, hidden, and dare not be easily revealed, all made Zhang Liang tremble with this sentence.He refused to serve the farmer, refused to learn low-level craftsmanship, and studied the art of war from time to time. He was a useless person and a shameful person in the words of Huaiyin folks. He stayed by Xiang Yu's side and refused to leave. Just for this? !Enjoying the honor of the Taimiao, entering the annals of official historians, his deeds will be passed down by thousands of people, and future generations will comment on his merits and demerits? !Which aspiring man doesn't get excited when he hears this? !

Han Xin gently closed his eyes.

After a while, he opened his eyes with clear eyes: "I remember the first time you saw me and told me not to trust others."

Zhang Liang smiled and said, "Yes, so do you believe it or not?"

Han Xin remained silent, clenched his pale and cold fingers, and looked at Zhang Liang who was smiling like a mask under the moonlight.

It seemed that his former delicateness and coldness were all gone, and the real Zhang Liang revealed in those subtle emotions went back behind the mask perfectly.Even the pleasant chat, the fierce chess game, the intimacy of shouting words, and the friendship of shaking hands this night seemed to no longer exist, and the distance shortened this night returned to the beginning intact.

Han lost his confidence for a while, and couldn't help but sighed softly.Although even he himself didn't know why he sighed.

Zhang Liang pulled his hand out of Han Xin's hand, approached him and said in a low voice, "Wake up, Han Xin, Xiang Liang is already dead. Xiang Yu doesn't like you, why didn't he come to find Pei Gong? You should be able to see that the world is now Between them, who else can compete for the Lord of the Central Plains?"

Han Xin opened his eyes suddenly, only to see that Zhang Liang had already turned and left, and the hem of the wide cloak swayed sharply under the moonlight.

four.

The fire in Efang Palace burned for three days and three nights.

During this period, Xiang Yu was the capital of Pengcheng, killed a man who called him "the crown of the monkey", and divided the world into princes.He had just sealed Liu Ji to the land of Bashu, and then Zhang Liang walked into Xiang Bo's door with a smile in his hand holding a golden Baiyi.So it didn't take long for Liu Ji's fief to gain another piece of Hanzhong.

During the enfeoffment ceremony, Xiang Yu knocked down the armrest of the chair, and without looking at Yafu's face, he opened his mouth to seal himself as the Overlord of Western Chu.

A shrill voice echoed in the hall:

"salute."

Zhang Liang bowed down together with the crowd to show their submission, but the moment he lowered his head, he sneered.

I am not willing to be named a king like the other princes, but I don’t have enough courage to directly proclaim myself emperor at this point. My own thoughts are secretive, and others’ persuasion and remonstrance are overthought. In the end, I just named myself a nondescript Western Chu overlord. .

"Exemption."

So I conclude that you can't become a climate.

Zhang Liang got up and quietly hid behind the ministers.

In the next few days, Zhang Liang was busy packing his things.After all, he is not from Hanwang's side, so there is no reason to follow him to the fiefdom.Now is the time to go back to King Han.

He was sorting out his books that day, when he saw Fan Kui rushing in and said, "Mr. Zhang, come quickly, King Xiang won't let the King of Han go to fief the land!"

Zhang Liang was a little surprised, but not panicked.He followed Fan Kuai to Liu Ji's room, and saw a room full of sad faces.In the discussion of everyone talking left and right, Zhang Liang finally understood the ins and outs.In a word, King Xiang imprisoned the King of Han in Xianyang in disguise.

Liu Ji grabbed Zhang Liang and said, "Ovary! You have to save me!"

Zhang Liangwu thought to himself, and a figure suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.He smiled and comforted Liu Ji and said, "Don't be impatient for the king of Han, there is a way, maybe you can try it."