After Zhao Gao left, Ying Changan ate a big mouthful of steamed buns. His little mouth was bulging as he turned around and wanted to go back.
Congratulations to the host for successfully obtaining one million popularity points!
A voice suddenly sounded in his mind, causing Ying Changan to stop in his tracks.
Hmm?
One million popularity points?
What was going on?
Ying Changan's little brain couldn't understand.
Back then, when he was telling Liu Bang's story, he had spent so much time and effort, but in the end, his popularity score was 0.
This was also the reason why Ying Changan stopped telling stories.
Firstly, it was too cold in winter and he was too lazy to move. It was better to soak in the hot spring at home.
Secondly, it was the problem of popularity points. Since storytelling didn't give popularity points, what was the point of talking?
Considering the two situations.
Ying Changan had not gone out for the entire winter, so he did not know what the wind was blowing outside.
He did not care at all.
"Your Highness, Your Highness, good news!"
Meng Yi ran over from the end of the corridor and arrived at the entrance of the Grand View Garden excitedly.
"What's wrong?" asked Ying Changan.
"Your Highness, the appearance of Liu Bang and Xiang Yu has shaken the entire Xianyang City. Everyone was gathered at the Shuo Shu House, kneeling and begging for His Highness 'forgiveness.”
Meng Yi was grinning from ear to ear.
When Ying Chang 'an told Liu Bang's story, many people misunderstood him and even laughed at him.
Many people felt that Ying Chang 'an had run out of talent, and the stories he told were no longer as stunning as before.
Meng Yi had also heard quite a bit of similar news and was quite angry.
He had always believed that the Nineteenth Prince was a true monster and was different from ordinary people.
But he could not refute.
After all, no one could prove the authenticity of the story.
Unless…
The story became reality.
"Forgive? Forgive what?"
Ying Changan scratched his little head, not quite understanding what he meant.
His life was very simple.
They either read books or played at home.
He didn't care about anything else.
As for what was happening outside and what his reputation was, Ying Changan did not care at all and was too lazy to know.
"It's the story of Liu Bang that Your Highness told last time. Many people didn't accept it. They even thought that Your Highness had run out of talent and was just fooling them.”
Meng Yi was furious. The more he spoke, the angrier he became.
However…
When he thought of the hundreds of thousands of people wailing and begging in front of the storytelling building, he felt an inexplicable sense of comfort.
The feeling of watching someone get slapped in the face…
It felt so good!
"Oh, is Han Xin awake?"
Ying Changan asked calmly.
"Hmm?"
Meng Yi was a little dumbfounded.
Oh, what does that mean?
Shouldn't His Highness be as angry as I am?
Why did he just brush it off like that?
Boom!
In an instant.
A thought flashed through Meng Yi's mind.
He understood!
I understand now!
His Highness did not care at all!
The rumors, the mockery, and the disappointment outside were not worthy of His Highness 'attention!
Who was His Highness?
In the future, he would become the successor of the Great Qin Empire!
How could he be calculative with ordinary people?
What was magnanimity?
What was the Emperor's Heart?
I, Meng Yi, really didn't follow the wrong person!
"Your Highness, I've understood!"
Meng Yi was so touched that tears welled up in his eyes. He could not help but kneel on one knee and kowtow to Ying Changan.
Ying Chang 'an: ???
"What did you comprehend? I'm asking you, how is Han Xin?"
Ying Changan was shocked by Meng Yi's actions.
"Is the Meng family not very smart?”
He muttered in his heart.
"Yes, Your Highness. Han Xin ate meat and drank water, and had recovered. This kid's physical fitness was indeed not bad. He was indeed cut out to be a soldier.”
Meng Yi praised Han Xin endlessly.
"Alright, bring him over. Right, Meng Yi, how many cavalrymen can your Meng family control in Xianyang City?”
Ying Changan was quite serious.
She was clearly a young and tender child, but she was so mature that she looked like an adult.
Meng Yi was stunned for a moment before he said,"There are about 20,000 of them. The rest are under the command of Old General Wang Jian."”
The Meng Clan and the Wang Clan were the pillars of the Great Qin Empire, and they were also the two most trusted clans of Ying Zheng.
The defenses of Xianyang City were jointly controlled by Wang clan and Meng clan.
"Got it. Go and call Han Xin over.”
Ying Changan waved his hand and walked into the courtyard behind him.
Zhangtai Palace.
Early in the morning.
The old general Wang Jian came here.
There was only one purpose.
Please fight!
"Aiya, Your Majesty, this old man's mouth is almost dry. Why don't you agree?”
Wang Jian was so anxious that he stomped his feet.
Ever since Great Qin was unified, this old War God had nothing to do and seemed to have lost his direction in life.
It was not easy to find Lingnan, a place where he could exert his strength, but it was messed up by that brat Ying Chang 'an.
Wang Jian was almost moldy at home. He was bored to death.
As soon as he heard that there was a rebellion, he immediately jumped up thirty feet high and came to find Ying Zheng in high spirits, hoping that he could lead the army into battle.
"Hahaha, Old General, what's the hurry?”
Ying Zheng could not help but laugh.
The usually calm Wang Jian was actually anxious like a tiger, afraid that his prey would run away.
This made Ying Zheng feel very fresh.
He had never seen Wang Jian like this before.
Ever since Ying Changan told Wang Jian's story once, he seemed to have let himself go.
I'll stop pretending and lay my cards on the table!
Wang Jian could be considered to have thought things through.
No matter how much he thought and how long he hid, what could he do?
That devilish brat, Ying Changan, opened and closed his mouth. He could reveal anything.
Then what was there to hide?
"How can I not be anxious? I heard that His Majesty has given the important task of suppressing the rebellion to the Nineteenth Prince?”
Wang Jian asked.
"What's wrong? Does the old general think that this kid is not good enough?"
Ying Zheng glanced at Wang Jian without batting an eyelid.
He wanted to get an answer from the old War God.
"No, no, no."
Wang Jian hurriedly waved his hand." The little prince's talent is extraordinary. It's not something ordinary people can compare to, and it's even more impossible for ordinary people to judge. I just want to go to the battlefield.”
"Hahaha, old general, oh old general, you're really old and vigorous.”
Ying Zheng laughed out loud and said," Alright then. I can help you with this."”
As he spoke.
He stood up and walked out of the hall.”
"This old minister obeys!"
Wang Jian's expression was delighted as he hurriedly followed out.
……
The Grand View Garden in the afternoon was exceptionally quiet and peaceful.
The pear blossom tree, which had gradually sprouted, let out a rustling sound as the breeze blew.
Ying Changan was lying on his children's rocking chair, basking in the sun comfortably.
Every inch of her skin felt as if it had been caressed by the warm sun. It was extremely comfortable.
Han Xin knelt on one knee in front of him and said nothing.
"Han Xin, why did you come all the way here? I want to hear your heart."
Ying Changan's voice was tender.
His tone carried a magical power that could penetrate people's hearts.
Han Xin's body trembled and he said in a deep voice,"To make a name for myself!"”
Meng Yi, who was standing at the side, couldn't help but twitch his lips.
Wasn't this guy too direct?
"Making a name for yourself is a good reason.”
The rocking chair that the immortal vine was sitting on creaked.
"What happens after you become famous?" Ying Changan said slowly.”
“……”
Han Xin was stunned.
Ying Changan asked a good question.
Fortunately, Han Xin had never thought about this problem.
Right now, he only wanted to make a name for himself and stand out.
He wanted the whole world to know.
He, Han Xin!
Not a good-for-nothing, not a good-for-nothing who only knew how to be humiliated by his hips!
But then?
After doing all of this, how should he proceed in the future?
Han Xin did not think that far ahead.
Perhaps.
In history, Han Xin had died a miserable death precisely because he did not think far ahead. He had relied on his high achievements to shock his master, and had repeatedly probed the edge of death.
Winning against Chang 'an was to destroy his pride!
When a person was at his lowest, it was also when his pride was at its lowest.
At this moment, he gave a fatal blow.
Han Xin would never be able to raise his head in front of Ying Changan.
"I, I don't know."
Han Xin shook his head blankly.
"Oh, if you don't know, then think about it before you come.”
Ying Changan, who was lying on a rocking chair, looked at the blue sky.
There were a few white clouds floating above, moving slowly with the breeze, as if time had slowed down.
“……”
Han Xin suddenly raised his head, as if all the blood in his body had frozen.
He had an extremely strong feeling.
If he left this door, he would never be able to stand out in this life. He would disappear from the world forever!
No!
I can't leave!
I want to stay, I want to serve Prince Nineteen!
Han Xin was panicking to the extreme.
He thought crazily, crazily, hoping to get an answer.
What was he going to do after he became famous?
"What are you doing?"
"What are you doing?"
Bean-sized beads of sweat rolled down Han Xin's face, but he didn't notice it.
He repeated the same sentence.
"What are you doing?"
"What are you doing?"
Suddenly!
A thought flashed through Han Xin's mind.
A figure appeared in the light.
Prince Nineteen won Chang 'an!
Han Xin was enlightened. He knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Ying Chang 'an's rocking chair.
"To become famous is to stay by His Highness 'side. It's enough to be a dog under His Highness!”
His arrogance had been completely subdued by Ying Changan.
If one wanted to make a name for themselves, they had to be unconditionally loyal, and they had to be loyal for life!
Prince Nineteen doesn't want your loyalty now, but your loyalty after you become famous!
After understanding everything, Han Xin finally got the final answer.
There was no longer any confusion in his eyes. His pitch-black pupils were like a spear that could split the sky and split the earth!
Nothing in the world could stop him!
"Creak!"
Ying Changan's rocking chair stopped shaking.
He jumped down from the rocking chair and walked to Han Xin. His crisp child's voice sounded again.
"Han Xin, remember, if you lie to me, I will kill you.”
In an instant.
The world seemed to have lost its color.
The courtyard was filled with a strange killing intent.
It was heart-chilling!
It made one's heart tremble!
Shocking!
Han Xin, who was kneeling, and Meng Yi, who was standing, both felt their blood freeze. It was as if a great terror had descended from the sky and was about to smash them into powder!
Han Xin broke out in a cold sweat, his back completely drenched.
At this moment.
Ying Chang 'an was no longer a child, nor was he a monarch, nor was he a prince.
He only had one identity!
Han Xin's master!
Han Xin gritted his teeth and said loudly,""If Han Xin betrays His Highness, I am willing to die under the Five Thunderstrikes!”
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