"Brother Xiang, I really want to trouble you this time..." In one side of the tent, Zhang Liang saw the person he wanted to see, who was an acquaintance of his from Xiang Yu's army.
This person is in Xiang Yu's army and controls the transportation of grain and grass. He is considered to be a high-ranking official. However, although he is Xiang Yu's uncle, he does not have much say.
His name is Xiang Bo.
Xiang Bo and Zhang Liang traveled around the world after Qin's fall to the Six Kingdoms and met several times. Even when Zhang Liang assassinated Qin Shihuang and fled, Xiang Bo helped a lot and they had a deep friendship.
"Zifang, even if you find me, it won't be of much use..." Xiang Bo sighed slightly and smiled bitterly, "I am a grain transport officer, and I don't have the majesty of Father Ji. It exists.”
"You came here this time to ask me to put in a good word for Pei Gong in front of Xiang Yu?"
Zhang Liang also realized that something might be wrong. He nodded first and then asked: "Brother, what's the matter?"
"Could it be that Xiang Yu...?"
His eyelids twitched, and he pointed his sword into the air, silently gesticulating on his neck.
What he meant was that Xiang Yu wanted to kill Pei Gong here?
"No, no, no, don't think about it." Xiang Bo quickly shook his head, waved his hand with a smile, "Xiang Yu is still measured... well-measured, right?"
The atmosphere fell into a somewhat awkward calm.
"Brother Xiang, what you said..." Zhang Liang couldn't help but look at Uncle Xiang helplessly.
You are not even sure what you are talking about...
"Zifang, I may not be able to help you much this time..." After a long silence, Uncle Xiang showed a self-deprecating smile and lowered his head, "My current official position sounds good, and I control the food and grass." He is also the third uncle of General Xiang Yu, who has the advantage of transportation and combat, and has a 'high and powerful position'..."
"But actually?"
"Zifang, I am the most useless person in my life, probably during this period of time."
Zhang Liang looked at Xiang Bo's somewhat absent-minded eyes, sighed, and did not ask Xiang Bo what was going on.
This kind of thing can be understood just by thinking about it.
While Zhang Liang was deep in thought, Xiang Bo, who felt slightly frustrated, smiled and patted Zhang Liang on the shoulder.
"Zifang, don't worry. If Xiang Yu really wants to kill Pei Gong, he can just attack the city. Why bother to hold a Hongmen Banquet? After all, his temperament has always been straightforward."
Zhang Liang was stunned, and Xiang Bo continued.
"But it is impossible to say that Pei Gong is not in any danger at this Hongmen Banquet."
"When the time comes, you will act according to the opportunity, and I will help you from the side. At least Pei Gong's life will be safe."
Zhang Liang looked into Xiang Bo's serious eyes and couldn't help but nodded.
"The ovary will never forget your kindness." Zhang Liang folded his hands, lowered his head, and solemnly thanked Uncle Xiang.
"Sigh. We have known each other for a long time. There is no need to engage in such nonsense." Xiang Bo waved his hands and shook his head, with a smile on his face. "Let me tell you where Pei Gong is now. That’s good, although you shouldn’t have any intention of harming others, it’s also beneficial for you to know the situation at the banquet in advance.”
"But in this case, brother, you..." Zhang Liang also stood up and looked at Xiang Bo anxiously.
"Don't worry about me. I'm not very trusted here. No matter how bad the situation is, it's almost better." After waving his hand, Xiang Bo motioned to Zhang Liang to bring Liu Ji over first, "Zifang, you are one of my few." I’m a good friend, so what if I help you once?”
Not far away, behind the side tent, a sturdy figure sat on a wooden box placed aside, pursed his lips, and his eyes darkened.
Brother, what do you want me to know by letting me see this...?
Or are you indifferent to the things in your own eyes?
Not long after, Liu Ji had arrived at the side tent. Xiang Bo introduced him to the arrangements for the banquet, but Xiang An was not in the mood to listen anymore, stood up, turned and left.
Not indifferent, but helpless.
The indifference of those who are prophetic and enlightened is the greatest cruelty.
Xiang An didn't believe that Xiang Yu didn't see all this, but Xiang Yu just sat back and watched it happen.
Can't figure it out.
Can't figure it out.
Could it be that the feelings of loved ones can also be manipulated at will?
...
An hour later, it was dark.
The tent in Hongmen was still brightly lit.
This banquet was not hosted by Xiang Yu specifically for Liu Ji. Liu Ji was just the protagonist, not the only one.
Most of the princes and famous generals from all walks of life were present at this banquet. The Hongmen Banquet was indeed a grand event.
Xiang Yu vacated a large open space in the center of the camp as a dance floor, and found several dancers from the surrounding cities. They were dancing on the dance floor in the center. All the princes were sitting around them, but they were all in the outer circle.
The people sitting in the inner circle are all extraordinary people.
Xiang Yu sat west to east, holding a wine glass without saying a word. Beside him, Xiang An sat on his left hand, holding his chest and lowering his head, unable to see his expression clearly. Sitting on his right hand was Zijuan, sitting in a regular posture, similarly He was silent, just staring at the food in front of him.
On the left side of Xiang Yu, sitting facing south, are Xiang Yu's second-father Fan Zeng, his third uncle Xiang Bo, and his fourth uncle Xiang Lu. The three of them had different expressions. Both Xiang Bo and Fan Zeng were sitting expressionlessly. Looking a little frustrated, Xiang Lu swayed his wine glass and curled up, feeling quite contented.
Opposite the three of them, sitting facing south and facing north, was Liu Ji. Unlike the two seats in the northwest, Liu Ji sat by himself. He looked a little embarrassed, and there was a conspicuous drop of cold sweat on his face. Under the influence of the candlelight You can see clearly below.
Sitting east to west were two people, Zhang Liang and Han Xin. Han Xin nodded to Zhang Liang and smiled, making Zhang Liang a little confused.
Han Xin can be regarded as a well-known counselor and confidant all over the world. Not to mention other things, in the two world-famous wars, the Battle of Pengcheng and the Battle of Zhangshui, there was the shadow of Han Xin behind them. He assisted Xiang An and became a constant. The victorious general also turned himself into a soldier with high reputation.
Liu Ji has many talented people, including Xiao He who organizes logistics internally, Zhang Liang who oversees the overall situation externally, and powerful generals like Fan Hui and politicians like Li Shiqi who lobby the world.
But Liu Ji heard Zhang Liang himself say: "When it comes to using troops, I am not as good as Han Xin."
Liu Ji sat in his seat and glanced slightly sideways in the direction of Zhang Liang and Han Xin. He knew Zhang Liang's ability very well, but Zhang Liang said that he was not as good as Han Xin in using troops...
"That's it, I would like to have a drink with you all. Let's start the banquet." Xiang Yu didn't stand up either. He just raised the glass filled with wine in his hand. His face was cold and indifferent, making it difficult to guess what he was thinking.
"According to what the general said."
All the princes, including Liu Ji, raised their wine glasses and echoed.
Xiang An and Zi Juan's eyes were always focused on Liu Ji, which made Liu Ji feel a little panicked.
Xiang Yu took the lead and drank the wine in one gulp.
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