In front of Zhangtai Palace.
At the south gate of Xianyang.
At this moment, there were already many Qin people who had stopped here.
Their gazes were all gathered at the city gate.
The Brocade Guards patrolled the surroundings, and the Royal Guards guarded both sides of the road.
"With such a lineup, could it be that His Majesty has returned?”
"This seems to be Lord Yu Hua Tian Yu, the chief steward of the Little Lord. It's definitely not His Majesty who has returned.”
"Who else could it be? I remember now. Didn't the news spread a few days ago that the Little Lord was recruiting talents and recruited a few people from all over the world to fill the positions in the Imperial Court?”
"The person sitting in this carriage is probably the person that the Little Lord has found.”
"Hmm? Is the Little Lord here?"
.......
At this moment, the people of Xianyang City were not the only ones watching.
Officials of all sizes were also gathered here.
Everyone wanted to see what kind of "talents" the Little Lord had recruited.
At the end of the road.
Ying Zimo hopped down from the carriage, his eyes filled with anticipation.
In this way, the time could be considered to have been made. His father would at least be back for more than a month, and he still had time to let the few of them show their talents.
Of course, before that, he had to subdue the few of them and take advantage of them.
Now, other than extinguishing Xiang Yu's anti-Qin heart and obtaining a reward of national fate, he had also obtained a reward.
He didn't receive the reward of recruiting talents.
These were all rewards for walking.
Immediately, Ying Zimo looked at the horse carriage and almost drooled!
Zhang Liang, who was following behind, had just gotten off the ground.
When he saw Ying Zimo's expression, he suddenly felt that this smile was a little familiar.
It seemed that when he saw that he had fallen into the trap, the Little Lord was the same?
If these people thought that the young master was young and innocent and easy to deal with, they would probably be tricked.
This thought flashed through his mind.
He also looked at the carriages.
"These people will be my and Zifang's colleagues in the future?”
Xiao He coughed lightly.
Other than governing the world, his greatest strength was his outstanding vision and ability to know people well.
According to the normal course of events, Ying Zimo was not the one who discovered Han Xin, but he was.
He was already prepared to help the Little Lord.
In case some of these people mixed in to make up the numbers.
"Let's go, gentlemen. These are your colleagues.”
Ying Zimo strode forward with his short legs.
The Embroidered Uniform Guards around him also protected him in the center.
He naturally ignored the gazes of the people around him.
"Young master, Yu Huatian did not fail.”
"Han Xin, Xiang Yu, Zhang Ao, and his father Zhang Er are in the carriage.”
Yu Huatian dismounted.
Even though he was half-kneeling, he was still much taller than Ying Zimo.
However, his respectful expression was natural.
"Chief Rain, you've worked hard, eh? Where did General Meng Yi go?"
Ying Zimo did not see Meng Yi among the crowd.
Could something have happened halfway?
"General Meng saw that the outskirts of the city were heavily guarded and thought that Great Qin was training its soldiers. He decided to leave his men in the camp before coming back to report.”
"Barracks?"
Wang Jian was stunned.
There were no barracks in the outskirts of the city, and Great Qin's army was stationed near Xianyang City.
Suddenly, he remembered that it was not a military camp. The outskirts of the city were surrounded by a large number of soldiers, but it was used to grow potatoes.
"It's fine. When the time comes, we can ask General Meng's soldiers to help.”
Ying Zimo was happy to make the best of his mistakes by having more people to plant potatoes.
Then, he looked at the carriage behind him.
A few people also came down.
Naturally, he looked at Ying Zimo first.
Then, they were all stunned.
Was this the Little Lord?
Was this the person who wanted to recruit Ying Zimo, the current Supervisor of Great Qin?
"The few heroes mentioned by Little Lord are really unexpected.”
After Wang Jian saw the few of them, he could not help but reveal a bitter smile.
These people were all too young.
And that ragged young man, is he really not a beggar?
Even though he thought so, he did not show it because he was someone the Little Lord valued.
However, the surrounding commoners were shocked.
Naturally, it was not because of Xiang Yu, Zhang Ao, and Zhang Er.
It was because of Han Xin.
Han Xin looked like a beggar, with a dusty long sword on his back. If one did not look carefully, one would think that it was a fire stick.
Just this?
He could even become an official in the court? A great general?
"Little Lord wouldn't really want these young men to be officials, right?”
"How can we guarantee their talent? None of them looked reliable, especially that unkempt young man. If it wasn't for the sword on his back, I would have thought he was a beggar.”
"Why would he fall for these people?”
"Although Zhang Liang is a traitor, he is also a descendant of a famous sect. I have never heard of these people before.”
......
However, when Ying Zimo saw Han Xin getting out of the car, his big eyes flashed with surprise.
It was as if he was looking at a huge treasure!
Huaiyin Marquis Han Xin!
In the later generations of the Ten Sages of the Martial Temple, he was only ranked after the Killing God Baiqi and was listed as one of the Four Sages of the Military School, titled the Divine Soldier.
It was not an exaggeration to say that he was a Legend.
When he was young, he had fallen from grace and had grown up with a family. However, he had become a marquis and a general at the age of 20. He had become the commander of thousands of troops. Han Xin had recruited more troops because of him.
Even the unrivaled Overlord Xiang Yu had been defeated by his army.
And just like his name, he was very serious about his promise. When he was down and out, he would repay him with thousands of gold for a meal.
Han Xin was still young, but with his talent, only Wang Jian and Meng Tian could deal with him.
But before he could speak to Han Xin.
The first to welcome him was the father and son.
"My master is a famous person in the old Wei and is now the county magistrate of Waihuang. In response to young master's recruitment, his entire family has come to the Qin country.”
A group of father and son who looked 70% alike walked forward.
The first to speak was the younger one.
Ying Zimo had also said that if they had outstanding friends, they could bring them to Xianyang.
After hearing that his son, Zhang Ao, had been chosen by the Nineteenth Young Master of Great Qin, Zhang Er did not hesitate to follow him.
After all, as a county magistrate, entering Xianyang and becoming an official was a great opportunity.
"I am Zhang Er and my son, Zhang Ao. Greetings, young master.”
Zhang Er made a solemn bow.
When he was young, he was a hanger-on of Lord Xinling and was quite famous in Wei.
Unexpectedly, Ying Zimo didn't recruit him directly. Instead, he recruited his son.
Before coming to Xianyang, Zhang Er was still a little nervous.
However, when Ying Zimo heard his name, his little face was filled with surprise.
"County Magistrate Zhang, you're too polite. Zimo feels as if he's obtained a treasure by coming here. Please help us for the prosperity of Great Qin!”
"Little Lord, you have defeated me. To be able to obtain your favor, I am flattered. How can I not sacrifice my life?”
Zhang Er, later with Cheng Sheng Wu Guang uprising.
Later, he joined Liu Bang and was conferred the title of King of Zhao. He was considered one of the famous ministers who had contributed to the founding of the country.
If he hadn't come with Zhang Ao, Ying Zimo would have forgotten about Zhang Er.
This was truly a pleasant surprise.
"Zhang Ao, what are you still standing there for? Quickly follow your father to greet the Little Lord.”
"Greetings, Little Lord."
"Age is not the key to ambition. I know that although you are young, you are still very capable. You have to work hard in the future and display your talent and ambition."
Ying Zimo acted like a little adult.
The corner of Zhang Ao's mouth twitched.
What do you mean I'm young
Little Lord, you're only eight years old!
He had even thought more than his father, Zhang Er. Even though Ying Zimo had a noble status, he didn't think it was reliable to be a servant of a child.
On the way, he had also heard about the deeds of this young master.
Basically, he didn't hear anything good.
If his father had not insisted on coming, he might not have agreed.
Ying Zimo sensed the hesitation of the other party.
However, he only smiled and did not say anything.
Then, he walked from Ying Zimo to the ragged young man.
Wang Jian also followed with a frown.
This father and son pair were the county officials of Great Qin. Even though their official positions were a little low, they were once the descendants of a famous family in Wei.
However, this young man was dressed in ragged clothes and his background was unknown. Who knew what he would do?
If he didn't know manners, what would he do if he offended the little prince?
The people present, even the bystanders, all had strange expressions on their faces.
No one could understand why the Little Lord would send someone to invite Han Xin, who looked like a beggar.
At the same time.
No one noticed that under her weed-like hair, her eyes lit up.
His gaze was as bright as the stars.
"Mr. Xiao, there is no need to introduce you. This is Han Xin, right?”
"Han Xin greets Young Master."
Han Xin, who could endure the humiliation from his hips, now straightened his back.
He didn't bow to Ying Zimo in fear.
Instead, he looked straight into Ying Zimo's eyes, as if he was sizing up whether this little kid was worthy of becoming his lord.
Look at him.
The corners of Ying Zimo's mouth curled up meaningfully.
"You are Han Xin, the young master who is supervising a country.”
When Xiao Hechu looked at Han Xin, he felt that he had a strange temperament.
It was like a peerless sword hidden in a dark room.
Only waiting for the day it was unsheathed to shine on the nine provinces.
That was why he reminded her.
Ying Zimo raised his hand to stop him, then asked with interest,"
"Han Xin, you can even bear the humiliation of being placed on your hips, so why don't you bow when you see me?”
Humiliated under his hips?
Hearing this, everyone revealed a strange expression.
Didn't this mean that this ragged young man had even crawled through someone else's legs?
How could a man be so unprincipled?
"I don't care about what the local ruffians think of me. No matter how much he insults me, I can kill him with a single strike if I want to. The reason I didn't do so is because it's not worth breaking the Qin laws for such a person.”
"But in front of the Little Lord, if I were to bow and scrape, would you still take a fancy to me?”
"This commoner does not show off his courage because he wants to leave his backbone to a truly wise ruler.”
His voice and gaze were equally firm.
Han Xin wasn't spineless. On the contrary, he was a person with a heart higher than the sky.
It was just to realize his ambition and give up the honor and disgrace in front of him.
"Haha, well said. This is the Han Xin I'm looking for.”
Ying Zimo didn't get angry. Instead, he patted his chubby hands.
Of course, he was happy to be called a wise master by the later generations.
"Little Lord, before I serve you, I have a few requests.”
Han Xin was unmoved.
"Tell me!"
The others didn't understand.
Why was the great Great Qin's young master so tolerant of a down-and-out Ranger's offense?
From the looks of it, he seemed to be planning to satisfy Han Xin's request?
Was he crazy?
Before he could achieve anything, he opened his mouth and raised his conditions.
Was the Little Lord that easy to deceive?
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