"Zi Ying, I sent you here. You have to walk the rest of the way by yourself."
Thirty miles outside Xianyang City, the sky was almost white in the east. Xiang An looked at Ying Ziying, who was standing opposite him, still wearing plain robes, and gently cupped his hands.
Ziying led a horse, and the horse pulled a carriage. Sitting in the carriage were Ziying's wife and daughter.
This is "Qin", the only thing left.
Ziying stood opposite Xiang An, looking at the upright Xiang An and Xianyang behind Xiang An, and couldn't help but burst into tears again.
"General, you are so kind, Ziying..." Ziying's eyes returned to Xiang An, his hands folded in front of him, and he wanted to say something to express his gratitude, but he couldn't.
I never thank you for your kindness, but before Xiang An saved his life and preserved the last bloodline for the Qin Dynasty, Xiang An was also one of the driving forces behind the destruction of the Qin Dynasty. The 200,000 Qin soldiers by the Zhangshui River were not completely dead. Woolen cloth.
Ziying is a sensible person and knows that Da Qin died not so much in the hands of Xiang Yu and Liu Ji, but in the hands of the Second Emperor and Zhao Gao, so he has no resentment towards Xiang An.
When the morning light first appeared, Ziying knelt down and bowed to Xiang An: "General, this is a great kindness that Ziying will never forget. Ziying..."
"The First Minister of the Ming Dynasty"
"Please get up quickly. Although you are no longer the Emperor of Qin and the King of Qin, and you have lost the glory of your ancestors, but... I don't want you, the last descendant of the surname Ying, to lose the integrity of your ancestors." Xiang An sighed as he helped Ziying up. He made a sound and said, "When the First Emperor created me and my brother, I didn't expect that one day, my brother and I would destroy the creator's dynasty..."
"General, there is no need to be sad." Ziying patted Xiang An's arm, but comforted Xiang An, "Those like Hu Hai and Zhao Gao who caused chaos in the court and the cruel creatures have been executed now, but this Qin Dynasty no longer belongs to our Qin Dynasty. Well, if Qin’s death can bring peace to the world, I, the Ying clan, will die in a worthy place.”
"It's good that you think so." Xiang An didn't know what to say, but Ziying's open-mindedness made him feel ashamed.
He took a step back and bowed slightly to Ziying.
"The mountains are high and the road is far away, and there is no destination, so please Ziying... go ahead."
Nodding, Ziying turned around, took one last look in the direction of Xianyang, took the reins of the horse, jumped into the car, drove the car himself, and took his wife and daughter away in the morning light.
Xiang An just stood there, watching Ziying drive away.
Ziying will no longer participate in any battles in the Central Plains. According to what he said, he will take his wife and daughter to a mountain that is rarely visited by people, settle down in the mountain, and never go out of the mountain for generations to save the last chance for Qin. At the same time, he repays Xiang An for his life-saving grace.
When Ziying's carriage disappeared at the end of the horizon and the sky became brighter, Xiang An touched Tuanchi's pure white neck, got on his horse, and without speeding up, just paced back towards Xianyang City.
Han Xin left, decisively. Xiang An looked for him but couldn't find him. Now that Ziying has been sent away, it is estimated that we will never see him again.
"Let's go..."
He shook his head, the things in his mind were so cluttered that it hindered his thinking.
After returning to Xianyang, there are more things for Xiang An to worry about.
Central Plains.
The world is peaceful...
...
"Second brother, the princes have begun to reorganize their armies and prepare to leave Xianyang. What should we do now?" Zijuan followed Xiang An and asked at a loss.
Xiang Yu and Xiang An had a fierce quarrel yesterday, and Zijuan heard every word they said.
She thinks Xiang Yu is wrong and Xiang An is right.
This has nothing to do with emotional preference, but Zijuan's own conclusion based on the words of the two people.
But Xiang Yu couldn't listen to Xiang An's words, and Xiang Yu naturally couldn't listen to Zijuan's words.
"Alas..." Sitting on the steps, Xiang An's eyes were bloodshot, but he could only sigh.
He just felt sad.
But I can't think of any better way.
When the princes leave and eighteen kings appear in the world, they will naturally start to attack each other. This is the game arranged by Xiang Yu. The person who survives to the end will be the common master of the world.
In this case...
"Xiaosi, let's... be more or less ready." Xiang An stood up, with a serious sigh in his eyes.
"What?" Zijuan was a little confused.
"The world is divided. Big brother has drawn up the battlefield, but he didn't say that I won't be allowed to participate." Xiang An clenched his fists, looked at the sky, and gritted his teeth and said, "Since big brother doesn't believe that he can sit in that position, then I’ll just sit down!”
"If I can conquer all the princes in the world, then I will be the co-owner of the world!"
After several conflicts, Xiang An also realized the fact that letting Xiang Yu sit in that seat was just wishful thinking.
Therefore, based on the current situation, Xiang An came to a conclusion.
Be the co-owner yourself!
"Is this... really feasible?" Zijuan hesitated slightly, "Although the second brother is equally famous in the world, he has always been second to none. Moreover, the eldest brother divides the world. Among the eighteen kings, there is no second brother. your name."
"It doesn't matter."
"Besides, there are too many people that eldest brother has designated to compete for this world."
"Let me kill a few before we talk."
...
On the ruins, Xiang Yu and Xiang An looked at each other.
This is not another place, it is the very beginning, the Qin Palace, where Xiang Yu and Xiang An brothers were born, but it has been blown up now, by Xiang Yu himself.
"Let's not talk about yesterday's events today, brother, Xiang Yu, Kuaiji Zero Type." Xiang An sat on a charred broken wall, looking at the ground, rubbing a fragment in his hand, and asked with a dull tone, "You He really considered me a brother."
"You are my brother. This is true. I have never treated you as an outsider." Xiang Yu said this quickly without hesitation.
He turned his back to Xiang An, and his eyes were only on the ruins of Qin Palace, as if he was checking whether there were any mysterious remains.
Just checking it and saying: "It's just Xiang An, your idea is too unrealistic."
"Have you ever thought about..."
"Okay, okay, I'm not here to listen to your nonsense today." Xiang An looked irritated. He had had several quarrels with Xiang Yu in the past two days, but this time he was not here to quarrel.
Xiang Yu was not annoyed and stopped, waiting for Xiang An to continue.
"Aren't you the King of Western Chu?" Xiang An stood up, walked in front of Xiang Yu, looked into Xiang Yu's eyes, "I'm here to ask you for the position of general."
"You don't want to sit in the emperor's seat. If you don't let me take care of it, I don't want to take care of it anymore."
"You never told me what you can see with those eyes, and I'm not interested in knowing."
"I'm asking you now, do you dare to give me the position of general?"
Xiang An asked, with annoyance in his tone.
