(six)
Both Liu Bang and Xiang Yu have merits, but who makes her Fan Zeng at this time.
The moment she became Fan Zeng, she was tied to Xiang Yu for the rest of her life.
Xiang Yu frowned, with a look of confusion between his brows and eyes, and an inadvertent expression of hatred.
He hates Qin people!
This has been engraved in his bones since he was a child, and has been exposed to him for more than ten years.
He has never forgotten his hatred, the hatred of his country and his family.
In the past, his uncle had told him to keep in mind his hatred and the hatred of the Qin people's tiger and wolf troops to destroy the country. If there was a chance, he would destroy Qin.
But, that's all.
The nobility relies on the vassal states. Without the vassal kings, there would be no nobility.
The uncle wanted to restore the aristocratic glory of the Xiang family, and he also made this his lifelong ideal through subtle words and deeds.
Now, the master he met for the first time is brazenly telling him to look at the world and not to establish anything until it is broken.
This was contrary to what he had been taught for many years.
Sunge also talked about it, saying that it was not easy to gradually challenge Xiang Yu's deep-rooted ideas formed over the past twenty years.
There is a long way to go!
However, no matter how difficult it is, we have to change slowly.
Only by following the trend of the times can we avoid being eliminated and become the final winner.
In the dead of night, master and disciple parted.
Xiang Yu returned to his house, tossed and turned, and began to think about that magical sound.
law……
What are the rules...
Xiang Yu recalled and thought over and over again, and then sat up suddenly.
He seems to have found a pattern.
Every time he praises Fan Zeng, you can hear it.
The one time it was particularly weak was because he didn't praise thoroughly enough.
It's half praise and half doubt, so it's not true.
Perhaps, that was not Fan Zeng's ventriloquism, but Fan Zeng's innermost thoughts.
So, he has the ability to read minds?
Or is it a mind-reading skill that can only hear what Fan Zeng is saying?
There must also be a premise, is it possible to praise a sentence before it can be heard?
What kind of tasteless and disgusting mind-reading technique is this?
From now on, if he wanted to hear it, he would have to praise him. Would Fan Zeng regard him as a pervert with ulterior motives?
Thinking of that scene, Xiang Yu couldn't help but shudder.
Suddenly he felt that he didn't really want to know what Fan Zeng was thinking.
So, Xiang Yu patted his face and lay down again.
However, this is like the endless sea. It seems calm on the surface, but in fact there are turbulent undercurrents.
Xiang Yu, who was lying down, was still tossing and turning.
Finally, he got up.
"Where are you going again?"
Xiang Liang, who had been repairing the ground all night, said angrily.
Xiang Yu blurted out, "See Master."
Xiang Liang smashed the floor tiles in his hand on the ground, wondering, "How long have we been apart?"
"Is there an hour?"
What kind of master-disciple relationship can be so surging?
The rumored day is like three autumns apart?
How boring!
Fortunately, Fan Zeng was an old man in his late seventies with gray hair, otherwise he, as an uncle, might have felt that Xiang Yu had undue thoughts about Fan Zeng.
"Uncle." Xiang Yu paused.
In front of Xiang Liang, he never dared to be presumptuous.
"Uncle, I have something I need to verify with Master."
Xiang Liang said, "Does it have to be midnight?"
Xiang Yu nodded stubbornly, "If you don't verify it, it will scratch your heart and lungs, and you won't be able to sleep well at night."
Xiang Liang was shocked, so serious?
"Is it because of that magical invulnerable body refining technique?"
Xiang Liang said that he was also jealous.
"Uncle knows you are anxious, but don't be anxious."
Because my uncle is also in a hurry!
"Although you and Mr. Fan have the status of master and apprentice, they are still the first time we met. If you are too eager for quick success and quick gain, you will easily become annoying."
"If you sincerely worship him as your teacher, and over time you will see people's hearts, he will definitely teach you the body-refining technique."
Alas, it would be great if he could also learn a thing or two.
If Fan Zeng is willing to teach, then he can become his disciple happily while beating gongs and drums.
Xiang Yu scratched his head and said seriously, "I didn't want to ask about the physical refining technique."
Xiang Liang:!?(_;?
Coming from a family of generals, what you are most interested in is not body refining?
It is simply outrageous!
"Then what are you going to do?"
Xiang Yu thought about it and realized that his ability to read minds was astonishing, so he did not declare it verbally, but said vaguely, "Go and ask his mind."
Maybe this is not lying to your uncle, right?
Since he was ten years old, his uncle has taught and raised him. For more than ten years, he has been more like a father than a father.
He would not lie to his uncle without it being too grotesque.
Xiang Liang raised his eyes in astonishment, and couldn't help but widen his eyes. His eyeballs were about to fall out, and his whole body felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
Ask him about his heart?
Why do these words sound so ambiguous and affectionate?
"Ask him if he has you in his heart?" Xiang Liang shuddered.
"Roughly the same."
It was a mistake and Xiang Yu continued to fool him.
Xiang Yu's mind was now full of trying to verify his own guess, and he didn't realize that Xiang Liang's train of thought had completely gone astray.
"You actually don't have to make such sacrifices to revive the Xiang family."
Xiang Liang's voice was hard, and he felt that his throat was clogged, and he finally managed to squeeze out these words.
A young man in his twenties who was in his prime sacrificed himself to contribute to the Xiang family's past glory.
Well, commitment seems more appropriate.
This is all tempting!
He raised Xiang Yu as his son!
Xiang Yu:!?(_;?
"Uncle, the mission of reviving the Xiang family should be kept in mind and never forgotten."
Xiang Yu originally wanted to blurt out his lifelong goal of restoring the glory of the Xiang clan as usual, but Fan Zeng's words popped up in his mind uncontrollably.
Emperor Jiuding!
Xiang Liang watched with a sad face and mixed emotions as his nephew climbed two walls with skillful movements and rushed to the master he longed for.
When did this pair of master and apprentice hook up?
The bright moonlight spilled into the house, covering the floor with silver. Uninvited guests destroyed the tranquility and beauty of the room.
Sunge, who had just fallen asleep, felt a chill in her heart and suddenly opened her eyes.
Just as he was about to swing out the long sword at his side, he heard, "Master, you seem to be young and beautiful again."
Sunge: Isn’t it a shame?
Xiang Yu was overjoyed, as expected.
"Master dances the long sword with great momentum, like thunder."
Sunge: Are you not sick?
Something happened in the middle of the night.
Why do you talk about youth and beauty to an old man who is nearly seventy years old?
Sunge put the long sword back into its scabbard and glared at Xiang Yu.
"Don't you need to sleep, old man?"
"If you have something to say, get out of here!"
At this moment, Sun Ge was thinking that this disciple was not absolutely necessary to be accepted.
Xiang Yu chuckled, not feeling unhappy or annoyed at being scolded, "It's over."
"Master, sweet dreams."
Xiang Yu left happily, his eyes and brows filled with such joy as expected.
However, what kind of pen is the evil pen?
Considering the situation, it might not be a good thing to say.
Xiang Yu also closed the half-propelled window very thoughtfully, with a joy that could not be ignored in his steps.
Sunge's arms were covered with goosebumps.
(End of chapter)
