Liu Bang was afraid that Liu Ying would cheat, so he quickly announced that the reserve establishment ceremony would be held tomorrow, and then he would lead his troops out... without giving Liu Ying a chance to regret it.
The first prince of the Han Dynasty, and the first batch of paper used.
There is no doubt that the value of cultural relics is simply immeasurable.
Even after a thousand years, it will be mentioned again and again...
When she thought of this, Liu Ying's heart fell directly to the eighteenth level of hell.
My eternal fame!
The next day at the heirloom ceremony, Liu Ying had a dark face, received the imperial edict and jade seal, thanked his father, and announced the amnesty of Guanzhong... From the beginning to the end, he did not smile at all.
Sorry, I lost my happiness.
"Prime Minister, Mr. Zifang, please step aside first and let me and the prince talk alone."
The ministers realized their interest and withdrew, leaving only the father and son.
Liu Bang waved his hand and asked Liu Ying to come over. However, Liu Ying didn't move at all, and Liu Bang wasn't angry either. Instead, he stretched out his hand, took him into his arms, and looked at her carefully.
Liu Ying was looked at in confusion, "Father...are you sick?"
"My father is not sick." Liu Bang said in a rare and gentle tone: "My father just wants to see you. When we meet again, you will no longer be a three-foot-old child. Maybe you will become a three-foot-one child!"
Liu Ying rolled her eyes in anger again, I won't grow up so slowly!
"Father, children grow up very fast. As for you, old man, you really have no choice, so just get some pony tails and stick them on your chin to prevent them from being different on both sides!"
"Xiao Zhuzi!"
Liu Bang frowned, this traitor could hit his sore spot accurately every time.
That was the beard he had carefully maintained for decades!
Just let this traitor scoop him up!
Liu Bang raised his head and closed his eyes. It took him a long time to suppress his anger, and he sighed heavily, "Ying, my father is out of seclusion this time. I won't pay you back if you win! Your mother will be rescued, and Xiang Yu's head will be chopped off." !”
Liu Bang put away his usual laughter and curses and became extremely serious. He stared into Liu Ying's eyes and said seriously: "Take care of yourself, take care of your sister... My father has also prepared a thousand pieces of gold for you. Xiao He also I don’t know, just hold the flowers, so there’s no need to feel bad.”
"Also, you should study hard, learn a few more words as soon as possible, and take the time to write a letter to my father. If you have anything to say, you can tell my father. My father promises not to tell anyone else."
"There are many Confucian scholars around you. These people can only be used and cannot be entrusted with big things. You must keep it in your heart. These are troubled times, so don't trust them easily."
"Also, in a few days, my father will let your uncle return to Guanzhong. With him watching over you, my father can rest assured."
Liu Bang talked endlessly, but Liu Ying didn't feel annoyed. The last time she listened to Liu Bang attentively was the night she was beaten by Xiang Yu until she cried bitterly.
Several months passed in the blink of an eye, but the King of Han was not defeated, and the battle flag of the Han Dynasty was raised again.
The crying little old man is ready to make a desperate move!
Don't fight back if you win!
Liu Ying raised her head and stared at Liu Bang. After a moment, he reached out and took Liu Bang's arm, "Father, come with me."
Liu Bang was puzzled, but he still let Liu Ying drag herself out of the palace of the King of Han.
It is said to be the palace of the King of Han, but in fact it is just an inconspicuous shabby house...
The fire in Xianyang City lasted for three months, leaving only a piece of rubble and scorched earth, which could not serve as a capital city.
At this time, the temporary capital of the Han Dynasty was in Yueyang, and the ceremony for establishing the throne was also here.
Liu Ying took Liu Bang to a temporary military camp. Looking up, there were three hundred black-armored warriors, tall and majestic, arrayed in front of them.
Although the number of people is not large, the momentum is like a rainbow, rushing towards you.
Liu Bang was suddenly surprised. He didn't feel strange at all. He seemed to have seen it somewhere before.
right!
When the First Emperor toured the world, he was followed by this kind of black-clad armored men.
Liu Bang took a closer look and found that it was indeed the case. He was tall, with a resolute face, well-equipped weapons, and strong morale...
"Ying, what is this?"
Liu Ying smiled and said: "Father, they are the descendants of Feiqiu!"
Liu Bang was shocked, "Ying, you didn't lie to my father? It didn't take long, how could they be reborn?"
Liu Ying said proudly: "Though the three families of Chu were destroyed, Qin must be Chu. Xiang Yu massacred the soldiers and burned Xianyang. The sky was angry and the people were gnashing their teeth and hating them. They were carefully selected from thousands of soldiers. You have been practicing hard, and today is just the day to dedicate it to my father!"
Liu Bang frowned, "Dedicate it to me? What is this?"
Liu Ying said: "Father, let them protect you! I have asked Chen Shencheng to help the families and relatives of these soldiers and settle them properly. They can get a share of the army rations themselves and a share at home. If anyone is injured and sacrifices, both of them will be compensated." Times. If you are willing to work, you can help in the papermaking workshop, priority will be given."
Liu Bang nodded vigorously and suddenly realized.
These three hundred people were carefully selected. They had blood feuds and no worries.
If they encounter a dangerous situation, this group of people can risk their own lives to protect Liu Bang.
There is no doubt that this is a very thoughtful and heavy gift... Liu Bang's eyes swept over the motionless soldier, and he was filled with joy. He leaned over and picked up Liu Ying, and couldn't help but rub his old face against Liu Ying. Liu Ying's tender face turned red from rubbing against it.
"My father knows that you feel sorry for him and are afraid that something will happen to him, right?" Liu Bang said happily.
Liu Ying rolled her eyes and whispered: "My child is just worried that you will have no way out and kick me down again!"
Liu Bang's old face darkened, but he didn't have an attack. Instead, he said meaningfully: "Father, if you accept this generous gift, I won't be able to do it anymore!"
…
The chariots are like dragons and the horses are like tigers.
The battle flag is flying, and the Han army marches eastward!
Liu Bang was sitting on the horse, looking so powerful that he seemed to be twenty years younger and back to his prime.
He waved vigorously at the team behind him.
"Sing for everyone! It's lively!"
The desolate war song comes overwhelmingly, and the anger rises to the sky!
Liu Bang was so satisfied that he couldn't help but talk to Zhang Liang, who was walking abreast, "Mr. Zifang, do you think these hundreds of people are majestic? These are all arranged by Ying that Zhuzi for me. That little Zhuzi is very powerful." Filial piety."
"Ying is not only filial, but also very smart. He sacrifices, kills and subdues soldiers, recruits and surrenders Zhang Han, hires Si Hao... It is really rare for such a young child to have such a scheming mind."
"Also, Ying is also talented. Although his handwriting is not good, he can compose poems. One of his poems is a chivalrous poem, which won my heart!"
"Mr. Zifang, do you think other than a widower, who else has such a good son? Do you have one in your family?"
Zhang Liang had no choice but to smile bitterly, "Your Majesty, my dog is not up to par. He is not even as good as one ten thousandth of the young master."
Liu Bang couldn't hide his pride and said: "Mr. Zifang, you're too polite. Your son can still catch up to one or two tenths of Ying. You have to have confidence!"
Zhang Liang: "..."
After half a day, Zhang Liang gave up riding and drove forward on the excuse of poor health.
The victim was replaced by Chen Ping!
"A tiger father has no dog sons, but a widower's son..."
Chen Ping patiently endured it for three days. Even if he stood by the young master, he could not bear the endless torture... In the past, he could not hear a word of praise from the king. Gone.
You don't even know what you are saying, young master, so what's the use of it?
Just when Chen Ping couldn't bear it anymore, a man came, it was Wang Wei!
"Your Majesty, I am here on the orders of the Crown Prince."
Liu Bang was in a good mood, "Get up and tell me, what's going on with the prince?"
Wang Wei took out a thick booklet from his arms, held it in both hands, and presented it to Liu Bang.
Liu Bang took it and found that the book was empty, except for three words on the cover: Book of Merit!
Liu Bang couldn't help but frowned, "Does the prince have any explanation?"
"have!"
Wang Wei cleared his throat, "The prince asked me to answer truthfully. He said: My son is still young, so my father encourages me!"
My father encourages me!
What are you trying to do?
Liu Bang subconsciously looked at the credit book in his hand. The next second, he opened his eyes angrily and shouted to the sky, "Shu Zi! You are deceiving the sky!"
After a while, Zhang Liang recovered from his illness, took the initiative to ride a horse, caught up with Liu Bang, and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, the young master is benevolent, filial, intelligent, and talented. He who is very similar is his father, and he who is very similar is his father!"
Liu Bang just urged his horse forward without saying a word...
