The Conqueror Isn’t Alone

The letter carrying Emperor Chu's secret expectations was rushed to Lu Bu's army who was about to leave Hanzhong within eight days.

Lu Bu was still languid at this moment, and his mind was filled with thoughts of Liu Mouse who he accidentally kicked to death.

Even if he is a clay figure, he can still be annoyed by Xiang Hanzi - from the day when the free Bashu army set off and returned, it was only ten days of marching, but it could be said that it was extremely fast to reach Hanzhong.

But the silly emperor's urging to return to Xin Jian came very frequently, coming once every three days.

Even if he had wings on his back, he couldn't fly back so fast!

At first, Lu Bu took the letter and discussed it carefully with the cheap brother, thinking about how to reply appropriately.

Until now, if he didn't kick the messenger back with a shameful face, it would be considered a bit of a show of disrespect to Emperor Chu.

——Hurry, hurry, damn, hurry!

Lu Bu nodded expressionlessly to the messenger, bowed as expected, and took the letter.

Perhaps his reputation for even daring to use his old fists and admonishing the Emperor of Chu a second time was so resounding that even the messenger didn't feel it was inappropriate at all for him to be so rude and disrespectful.

After entering the room, Lu Bu weighed it casually. This time it seemed to be heavier than before, and somehow he felt it.

He inexplicably stopped thinking about leaving it to Han Xin's hands, turned a corner by mistake, bypassed the cheap guy who was concentrating on thinking about something, and sneakily came to sit down at his desk.

You idiot, why did you write so much this time?

After untying the rope that sealed the bamboo slip, Lu Bu spread it out absentmindedly, yawning, and unconsciously muttered: I miss the beauty, and I stand there crying——

The sound of the desk being knocked over was so loud that even Han Xin, who was deep in thought and had no idea of ​​his age, was suddenly awakened.

Seeing that Xiandi, who has been as dejected as a clay puppet these days and usually refuses to move at all, is sitting at the desk that has been knocked over for some reason, his fair face is flushed, and his heroic brows and eyes look like he has seen a ghost at this moment. With a similar expression...

Han Xin was full of doubts, but he didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly stepped forward and said: Xian brother——

do not come!

Lu Bu was shocked and turned pale, and shouted loudly to stop without thinking!

He turned around in a flustered manner, picked up the Emperor Chu's personal letter that had been knocked to the ground along with the desk, and put it into his arms without thinking: It's okay. Bu Fang accidentally slipped...Brother Han, please go quickly.

After saying these words in a hurry, Lu Bu rubbed oil on the soles of his feet and ran away in an instant.

Han Xin, who had a puzzled expression on his face, looked at his figure that appeared quietly and then disappeared suddenly, as if the words hidden and concealed were written on his back, and frowned suspiciously.

Lu Bu tensed up his face, and with the soldiers bowing down and saluting, he rushed back to his dormitory, and then he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as he regained his composure, he couldn't help but curse that bastard Emperor in his heart again!

Damn it, this fast-horse messenger that was supposed to be used only for emergency military reports was actually used by that shameless fool to do random things, copying such poems that make people... make people... feel uncomfortable. Deliver it!

Lu Bu still felt lingering fear when he thought about how he had just unconsciously recited the poem and almost recited that verse in front of the cheap man.

As if he had a hot potato, as soon as he closed the door heavily, he quickly took out the letter with incredible content from his arms, threw it on the couch with all his strength, and stared at it as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

I don't know how long it took, but the exploded hair on his body gradually became smoother, and he couldn't suppress his curiosity. He walked over slowly and opened it again.

...Although that idiot is a rough guy who wields swords and guns, his handwriting is pretty good.

Lu Bu kept a straight face and continued to read silently.

After all, although he had often received the glances of beauties, and he had never experienced the warm and fragrant embrace of nephrite jade, but such a lingering and pathos love poem... was really the first time he came out of his mother's womb.

He was almost restless, raising his head from time to time to be wary of his surroundings. After reciting the song Thinking of a Beauty awkwardly, his heartbeat was as fast as a drum, and his face was even hotter.

He originally thought that based on the fool's head, he could at most copy a copy of Quzi's poems.

Unexpectedly, although the first half was the same, the second half was changed beyond recognition... and the affection was lingering.

Lu Bu uneasily resealed the letter and hid it deep in the baggage. Then he suddenly thought of something and his face darkened.

There was also an unknown evil fire that suddenly burned in my heart.

Yes, it's his fault for underestimating that fool.

How can a foolish person who can pronounce Yu Xi Yu Xi Nai Ruo He in a desperate situation not have a few sets of sweet words?

——That idiot has a wooden head, but he has his orifices fully opened and has gone all the way!

Unexpectedly, Han Xin didn't know that his wise brother was in a turbulent state of mind. After waiting in the room for a while and not seeing his wise brother come back, Han Xin finally couldn't hold back his worry and went to look for him himself.

However, this search did not matter, I saw that the wise brother who had been listless and lacking interest in everything in recent days, for some reason, completely returned to his usual energetic appearance... even murderous.

Who did that letter just come from?

Even though Han Xin was usually not very curious, now he couldn't help but feel a little bit more curious.

But seeing the wary look on his wise brother's face, clearly showing that he wanted to guard this secret tightly, Han Xin had no choice but to suppress this thought and turn to mentioning his affairs.

However, now that the wise brother has regained his energy, this Hanzhong

There is no need to stay in the city any longer.

So early the next morning, the Chu army who had returned from the Western Expedition left Hanzhong and marched toward Xianyang again.

Ever since he learned from the messenger that his beloved general had arrived in Hanzhong and would be back in Xianyang in six days at most, the number of times Xiang Yu was distracted when attending to court affairs had unknowingly increased.

Because of his stern appearance and solemn expression, he was full of majesty. Therefore, when the Emperor of Chu was wandering around the sky openly and openly, no one in the palace noticed him.

Also worthy of being said to be haunted is Yafu Fan Zeng.

Because Lu Bu rejected the post of prime minister and only wanted to take the position of marquis, Fan Zeng, who had the second highest merit in the army, became the most obvious candidate for prime minister.

But he knew that he was old and was very happy to decentralize power except for confidential matters.

The reason why he is not greedy for power and pays attention to cultivating young talents is that after his death, in addition to Fengxian, who is indifferent to fame and fortune, there will be capable ministers to assist the still young and vigorous king.

Fan Zeng looked at the majestic young emperor with worry, and sighed in his heart. He waited until after the dynasty had dispersed, and then he caught up with Xiang Yu and expressed his intention to give private advice.

Although Xiang Yu was concerned about his beloved general who had not returned for a long time, he always respected Ya's father for his great achievements and hard work.

Seeing that Fan Zeng had a solemn look on his face, showing that he had something important to talk about, he turned solemn, stepped aside, and led the people into the inner hall in person.

Fan Zeng thanked him and sat down, sighing: During the battle, did your Majesty personally kill a group of people who spoke the surname Lou?

Although this matter has not yet spread out of the court, Xiang Yu has not deliberately ordered to suppress the matter, and a large number of Lou Jing's people disappeared out of thin air, how can it not cause some splash?

The old Qi general who let Lou Jing into the palace that day was restless for several days. After asking about Lou Jing's end, he became even more frightened, fearing that he would get into trouble.

Xiang Yu said indifferently: Yes.

Fan Zeng couldn't help but frown.

Seeing Ya's father's expression of hesitation, Xiang Yu explained a few more words for the first time: This man's heart is not right, and he gives advice to hide his traitor.

After hearing the specific reasons, Fan Zeng's expression softened slightly, but he still felt regretful in his heart. He shook his head and said: The name of the speaker named Lou is unknown. Your Majesty is willing to summon him out of the ordinary. This is a good thing for accepting remonstrance without restraint...

Even if Lou Jing talks nonsense and has ulterior motives, it is more than enough to not listen to him or to rebuke him and drive him out.

The king killed him with his own hands, but it was said that he had lost his temper.

Even to his ears, the speaker's intentions were indeed worthy of death, but to outsiders, it turned out that the emperor was headstrong and would kill him if he didn't get his way.

Once this matter is publicized, who will be willing to give other opinions to His Majesty in the future?

Fan Zeng spoke sincerely, but Xiang Yu remained silent, so he knew that his words were not heard at all.

Anxious and helpless, he withdrew from the back of the palace, looked at the bright lights, and remembered unprecedentedly the arrival of Feng Xian, who seemed straightforward but resourceful and could always easily influence the king's thoughts.

If Fengxian existed, why would it be like this!

Fan Zeng was deeply saddened.

Even if it is really too late to stop him, facing His Majesty acting like this, with Fengxian's loyalty and courage, he will definitely beat him up - ahem, give him some military advice.

How could Lu Bu know that in this huge capital of Chu, apart from the stupid emperor who liked to ponder love poems that made him sweat when he had nothing to do, even old man Fan didn't talk about him less.

When he arrived in Xianyang, the capital of Chu, which he had not seen for a long time, he was shocked to see that the outside of the city was crowded with men, women and children who spontaneously came to greet the Chu army that had won a great victory and recovered the two counties of Bashu. Men, women and children cheered enthusiastically along the way!

It was a completely different state of mind than that day when I lingered for a long time in front of Xiapi where things were different and people were different, and finally I chose to leave.

When Lu Bu saw this scene, he only thought of the farce when Lingbi returned to Pengcheng to rescue the siege. The Pengcheng elders who also surrounded him with sincerity and enthusiasm... Although he was a little overwhelmed, he didn't hate it.

Even though he was riding a jade lion majestically, riding at the front of the queue with the cheap brother Han and Li Zuo, he was thrown into a panic by unknown wild flowers and fruits, and he miraculously did not notice it. angry.

The jade lion is far more in line with a general who has just won a great victory than he does. He holds his head high and strides forward.

It is completely snow-white, usually stained with shocking red pink spots by enemy blood, but now it is sprinkled with red and yellow petals, making it look high-spirited.

I was just walking, but before I could get out of the crowd and squeeze into the west city gate, the surroundings that had just been noisy suddenly fell into silence.

The jade lion twitched its ears uneasily and scratched the spot with its hooves... but refused to move.

What's going on?

Lu Bu looked around confused.

Before he could capture anything, a very familiar sound of rapid horse hooves could be heard in his ears, heavy and powerful, approaching him quickly.

——The sun is scorching like fire in the sky, and an overlord is coming from below on the snow.

Except for the morning court, Emperor Chu, who was still not wearing court uniforms and military robes, was dressed in a bright silver military uniform, riding his beloved horse through the snow, and he arrived in a flash like a gust of wind.

When the emperor arrived, no one dared to stand on the road.

Even the senior generals of the Chu army, including Han Xin, hurriedly dismounted and bowed respectfully.

Only Lu Bu narrowed his tiger eyes, kept his waist straight, and looked at Emperor Chu calmly and proudly.

Xiang Yu didn't feel anything was wrong and just stared intently at his sweetheart whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

As he looked at it, the corners of Emperor Chu's tight lips slowly melted away like the first snow in spring, and a faint smile bloomed on his face that had always been as cold as frost and snow.