General Qin

Donghai County, Huaiyin.

It is now October of the 29th year of the First Emperor of Qin. In the early winter, the frost and snow have not yet fallen, but the chill is already rising. Most of the pedestrians walking on the street put on winter clothes to avoid the cold.

In the market, a young man wearing a thin cloth with a broken sword hanging around his waist walked to a stall and said to the oil-stained butcher inside: "I want to borrow some pig meat."

Butcher Zhang turned his head and when he saw the person coming, he raised his eyebrows and shouted: "It's you again, Han Xin, you have already given me a hundred dollars on credit. The debt you owed has not been repaid, why are you here again?" Meat on credit. If you don’t want to give it, you have to pay me back first.”

Han Xin sighed.

His father died of illness last year, and he was the only one left in the family. Apart from his good military skills, Han Xin had no ability to make money, so how could he get the money.

Han Xin bowed to Butcher Zhang and said, "I will definitely repay you in the future."

"Humph, what a repayment. I just ask you to stop looking for food from others. With your appearance, I don't ask you to pay me back on credit. Just don't do it again."

Butcher Zhang waved his hand in disgust, as if to shoo away flies, telling Han Xin to get out.

Han Xin had seen this kind of appearance many times and was not angry at all.

He turned around and wanted to leave, looking for another place to find food.

"Han Xin, stop here, you jerk!"

A shout came from behind.

Han Xin turned around and saw that the shouting person was the son of Zhang Butcher, nicknamed Zhang Xiaotu by the locals. He was about the same age as Han Xin and was staring at him with wide eyes.

"Han Xin, I heard that you often went to other people's homes to send food. The Nanchang Pavilion Chief was loyal, so you went to wait outside the Pavilion Chief's home every day. When you saw the smoke rising, you sat down at the door. The Pavilion Chief was helpless and gave you a gift. You eat and drink every meal. As a result, not only are you ungrateful, but you go begging for food every day."

"It went on like this for several months, until the pavilion director's wife expressed her disgust by cooking and eating before you even went there, and then you left... You came to my house to pay for beef on credit, and I knew you were going to default on the debt. It's just that my master feels pity for you, so I give you credit. I didn't expect you to come all the time, Han Xin, Han Xin, how can you be so shameless, bah."

Zhang Xiaotu spat at Han Xin.

His words immediately attracted a crowd of people in the market to watch and start talking.

"This is what Xiaotu is talking about. I also heard people from Nanchang Pavilion say this. Han Xin took advantage of the kindness of the pavilion chief to eat for free all day long. How shameless."

Someone echoed.

Another woman who was buying vegetables scorned her on the spot and said, "That's not all. When I was rinsing silk wadding outside the city, Han Xin went fishing to catch crickets and dug up worms by the river to eat. An old drifter saw this Han Xin took pity on him, so he gave him the food he brought. As a result, Han Xin actually went to eat for dozens of days in a row, and even threatened that he would be repaid in the future."

"Tell me, our women who rinse silk fabrics do hard work. How much money can we earn in a year? He, Han Xin, looks like a tall and big young man. He can't support himself, so he comes here to help himself. Our food is really a dishonorable and virtuous person!”

Seeing that Piao Mu showed up to speak out, the onlookers all around agreed. They had long been dissatisfied with this foreign boy who was idle all day long, and they scolded Han Xin for being a person with "no conduct and no virtue".

Han Xin blushed.

He only whispered: "If you are kind to me, Han Xin, Han Xin will definitely repay you in the future."

Although Han Xin's voice was low, his tone was firm.

He had the confidence to say these words, even though the prince only met him once, taught him a volume of Qi Sunzi, and then left Chu to fight in all directions, without making any promises to him.

But Han Xin knew that Zhao Tuo would definitely come back.

Just last year, Han Xin received a gift.

The martial arts lord's experience in conquering all over the world, as well as some gifts of money.

The amount of money was not much. At that time, Han Xin's father was suffering from cold. He used the money to buy medicinal materials and meat, hoping that his father could survive. However, it backfired and he ended up losing both his life and money.

Han Xin had no money, and he was obsessed with the battlefield experiences and military strategies written by Wu Gonghou all day long. It seemed that the world in the book and the thrilling wars could make him forget about the sloppiness of life.

It’s just that people always have to eat. In order to survive, Han Xin chose to live on others.

In this regard, Han Xin felt no guilt, because Han Xin knew that he would be able to repay these people ten times, a hundred times, or a thousand times in the future.

He, Han Xin, is by no means a fish in the pond. He will rise to great heights one day, and he is not a person who refuses to repay kindness.

At this time, everyone laughed when faced with Han Xin's words of "repay".

Zhang Xiaotu, who caused this incident, ignored his old father who was frowning behind him. He strode up to Han Xin, pointed at Han Xin's face and said: "A good life will definitely pay off in the future. Don't say such false words. You If Han Xin really wants to repay you, why not keep the broken sword on your body and it will be considered as my family's meat money."

Han Xin shook his head and said: "The sword was left by my father and cannot be discarded."

This was met with nods from everyone.

Things belonging to your late father should not be discarded lightly.

"If the sword doesn't work, then just keep those books on your body."

Zhang Xiaotu stared directly at the bamboo tube straddling Han Xin's waist.

He inquired very clearly that Han Xin's family was a refugee from South Korea. Their ancestors had once been nobles. Although they were in trouble now, they left behind many good things for the nobles.

For example, he heard that Han Xin had many silk books written with pictures on his body.

Zhang Xiaotu didn't care about the words on the silk books, he just coveted the value of the silks themselves.

When Han Xin heard this, he suddenly became angry and scolded: "Don't bully me!"

"Bullying you?"

Zhang Xiaotu sneered and said: "You owe my family money for meat on credit. It is natural for me to ask for the debt. How can you call it a lie?"

Han Xin held the sword in one hand and tightly guarded the bamboo tube at his waist with the other. He did not answer anything and only glared at the butcher boy.

Seeing more and more people watching around him, Zhang Xiaotu became interested and shouted: "Although you are tall and often carry a sword, and you look like a light knight, you are actually just a coward."

"Let's do this. I'll give you three choices. Otherwise, you can keep what you have on you, and you and I will pay off all our debts, and I'll give you a pound of pig meat as a gift. Otherwise, you can pull out your sword and kill Kill me!"

Zhang Xiaotu tore open his clothes, revealing his hairy chest, and shouted: "Put your sword in and kill me, and that will end this matter."

"If you don't dare, hey, then just get under my crotch!"

With that said, Zhang Xiaotu lifted up his clothes and spread his legs wide in front of Han Xin, revealing a gap for people to crawl through.

Because there were no crotchless pants, when Zhang Xiaotu lifted up his clothes, the item swayed in the wind, full of insult.

This aroused the interest of the people around him.

"Go ahead, Han Xin, stab him to death with one sword!"

"Yeah, at worst, I'll kill him and become a prisoner. How can I bear the humiliation on my crotch!"

"If it's a man, kill him!"

Amid the excited shouts, Han Xin's face was expressionless, but his eyes were already red, and veins appeared in the hand holding the sword hilt.

The silk book Zhang Xiaotu asked for was a treasure given to him by the king. Even if Han Xin died, he would never give it to anyone else.

As for following the wishes of the Huaiyin people who were bullying the onlookers, pulling out a sword and stabbing Zhang Xiaotu to death was not Han Xin's style.

According to Qin law, the murderer must be severely punished even if he does not die. Han Xin did not want to be a prisoner.

As for getting into Zhang Xiaotu's crotch.

If there was no martial arts lord, Han Xin would probably make this choice. In his opinion, only by enduring small things can he achieve great things.

Han Xin took a deep breath, and the appearance of the handsome young man who appeared in front of him a few years ago appeared in his mind.

"Your Majesty."

Although Wugong Hou did not say it clearly or made any other indication.

But he gave it to Han Xin's grandson a few years ago, and last year he gave it to Han Xin's battlefield experience. This all shows that the martial arts prince values ​​Han Xin very much, and even has the idea of ​​​​training him as a disciple.

"If I get under someone's crotch, and the king knows it, how should he look at me?"

"I, Han Xin, will never let you down!"

Han Xin made up his mind, and the anger on his face faded and became calm again.

He took two steps forward and walked to Zhang Xiaotu.

"Hahaha, have you thought about it?"

"Han Xin, Han Xin, I see how cowardly you look, so you might as well get under my crotch. If you can get under my crotch twice, Mr. Nai will be happy, and maybe I can reward you with a piece of intestine... ah!"

Before Zhang Xiaotu finished speaking, he let out an ear-piercing scream.

Everyone was stunned.

They saw Han Xin lift his leg and kick Zhang Xiaotu hard in the crotch.

"It's Mine!"

Zhang Xiaotu screamed and fell to the ground, covering his crotch with his hands and rolling from side to side.

Han Xin held the sword in one hand and looked at the butcher boy on the ground coldly.

"I, Han Xin, will not be humiliated by my crotch!"

Recommend a rare transformation novel, this type is so rare.

"I am traveling in the world of Gulong as a daughter"

The world is like a tide and people are like water. Only a few people return to the rivers and lakes.

Gu Changsheng was caught off guard and plunged into the arena, which was a hellish level.

The twelve zodiac signs have been wreaking havoc in the world for many years, half of the top ten villains are wandering outside the Valley of the Wicked, a swarm of yellow hornets is entrenched in the Yangtze River across the Yangtze River, and most of the head escorts in the escort agency have a side job as bandits...·

Gu Changsheng walked in unarmed and turned into a weak woman. The difficulty of hell escalated again.

Gu Changsheng fell into deep thought.

What a joke!

Also known as "I Walk the Rivers and Lakes as a Daughter"

ps: There is only a female protagonist, there cannot be a male protagonist