Han Xin was still immersed in the shocking words of his brother Lu Xian, when the Overlord's oral decree suddenly arrived.
Lu Bu listened in confusion as the personal soldier stuttered a few words of nonsense, and finally grasped the key point of the words - the foolish king rewarded him handsomely, not only allowing him to move into the Pingyang Palace which was used to temporarily store the treasures of the Former Qin Palace, but also letting him choose at will.
Faced with this sudden generosity, Lu Bu was confused for a moment.
What did he say and do just now
Why give such a huge reward for no reason
Seeing that Lu Bu was indifferent, with a blank expression and did not move, the personal soldier, although puzzled, did not dare to urge him to collect the reward.
All I could do was to endure the anxiety and stand upright waiting.
He didn't stay there for too long. Han Xin, who had finally recovered from the shocking words of "occupying the toilet without doing anything", spoke slowly, which was considered to be a relief for him: "Since the king has ordered it, my dear brother, go quickly."
"oh."
Lu Bu responded with a lack of interest, and raised his chin slightly towards the personal soldier, indicating that he should lead the way.
The personal soldiers who delivered the imperial edict breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly led the way.
In fact, there was no need for him to lead the way, as Lu Bu, who had entered the palace to assassinate Ziying, already knew the layout of the palace by heart.
After just experiencing such great joy and sorrow, he is now calm and composed.
He was too lazy to think, so he simply emptied his mind and followed the bodyguard slowly, strolling along the way.
But to others, this scene is like a tiger walking down the mountain. Its posture seems lazy, but it reveals a dangerous mood with unpredictable emotions, especially with a hapless donkey walking trembling in front...
While those who were watching were frightened, they couldn't help but feel pity for the person leading the way in front.
Not long after, the two of them arrived in front of Pingyang Palace.
The tense mind of the personal soldier suddenly relaxed, and he rushed forward in two steps, handing the king's oral decree and the token to the guards in front of the palace.
As the latter was stared at by Lu Bu, his hand trembled violently, and without even taking a closer look, he quickly stepped aside and let him go.
Lu Bu walked into the hall with an expressionless face, and the guards behind him diligently lit the candles.
The flickering light illuminates a dazzling array of gold, silver, and jewelry, as well as countless antique calligraphy and paintings, all of which are priceless.
The dazzling aura reflected in the Qin Palace collection alone is enough to make anyone's eyes go straight and unable to suppress their greed.
Even Liu Bang, who was the first to occupy the Xianyang Palace, did not dare to come here often, for fear that after seeing too many treasures sealed by him personally, he would no longer be able to resist the greed to take them for himself.
Only Lu Bu, who had followed his cheap adoptive father Dong Pangze to occupy the eastern capital Luoyang and had a broad view of the treasures of the Han Dynasty and had seen a wider world, still looked indifferent.
His eyes swept across the treasures one by one, calmly and indifferently, without lingering for too long.
How can the treasures from hundreds of years ago be compared with the treasures from hundreds of years later
Some flashy, cold, dead things could only scare him, who had never seen much and was too ignorant back then.
Oh.
Lu Bu curled his lips in boredom, and after looking around with his picky eyes, he couldn't find anything that caught his eye.
In fact, he thought that these gadgets, which were only useful for playing with and satisfying his eyes when he had nothing to do, would become useless burdens when he ran away.
In this chaotic world, when a war really breaks out, even if you have a large piece of gold, you won’t be able to buy even a basket of coarse grains.
In his eyes, this dazzling jewel was not even as good as the Seven-Star Sword that the traitor Cao used to hold. How could it be worth the Red Hare that Fatty Dong bribed him to join the gang
However, the foolish king had already given him the jade lion and sent craftsmen to make weapons for him as he wished. He was quite tactful.
Lu Bu unconsciously touched his smooth chin, glanced at the treasures in the hall again, scratched his head, and finally walked reluctantly to the pile of ancient books thrown casually.
"Here, here, here," Lu Bu nodded his chin lazily three times, then took all the books in the hall and ordered the stunned soldiers, "Move them all back to me."
Of course, even if he had nothing better to do, he would not read this thick, dusty, and boring volume.
The reason why he wanted the book back was just because he was thinking about his cheap brother Han Xin.
Lu Bu looked indifferently at the personal soldier who was busy ordering others to move books back and forth. He was so tired that he was sweating profusely and yawned loudly out of boredom.
After all, he can only count on Han Xin, his only reliable think tank, to think more for him and give him advice with all his heart, so he has to be a little nicer to people.
He still remembered that his cheap brother had always been in financial difficulty and lived a tight life. He had rubbed those volumes of Sun Wu's Art of War until they were smooth and shiny. He had no idea how many times he had read them, but he still didn't feel tired of them. He was treating them as if they were a family heirloom.
It is really unbearable.
I also imagined Han Xin being overjoyed, tears welling up in his eyes, and being devoted to him from then on…
Lu Bu couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of pride.
Brother Han should be very happy to get back such a large pile of rotten Japanese books, right
The soldiers were exhausted and sweating from moving the books, but they did not dare to complain.
Even whenever he caught a glimpse of General Lu's mysterious face out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but stand in awe.
He was not tempted by the rare treasures in this hall, but had a special liking for the pile of old books that no one cared about... He was indifferent to material desires, self-disciplined and studious. He was worthy of being General Lu, who was deeply admired by his resourceful father-in-law and praised several times for his "wisdom, courage and strategy"!
Han Xin, who stayed in the Qinchuan Palace, was hesitating whether he should take a bath and go to bed first, or wait a while to talk to his brother again, when he was startled by the guards who came in one after another carrying heavy books.
Without waiting for him to ask, the guards, knowing that he, the deputy general, held great importance in the eyes of General Lu, took the initiative to politely explain their doubts.
Upon hearing that these were all treasures chosen by his brother, Han Xin was surprised at first, but then he understood.
He was no longer sleepy. Even though he had no right to read, his eyes couldn't help but shine.
He stared at the piles of scrolls being brought into the palace and placed in the empty rooms. He couldn't help licking his dry lower lip, feeling itchy.
When the guards delivered the last stack of scrolls from the treasury and were exhausted and took their leave, Lu Bu strode into the hall.
"My dear brother!" Han Xin stepped forward and said anxiously, "Those books are..."
"Brother Han, do you still like it?"
Lu Bu grinned.
Han Xin was slightly stunned.
Without waiting for Han Xin to speak again, Lu Bu waved his hand and said proudly: "Those books are naturally for Brother Han, Brother Han—"
Before he finished speaking, Han Xin, who had been unable to contain his joy, suddenly brightened up and his usual reserved, calm and composed expression was gone.
After hurriedly saying "Thank you very much, my dear brother, I am unable to repay you", he rushed into the hall where the letters were piled without looking back.
Lü Bu was left dumbfounded, his face full of disbelief.
Oh my god, are those crappy books really that tempting
He shook his head in amazement, went straight back to his dormitory to take a shower, change clothes, and rest.
He had been worrying about the foolish king these days, and now that he had just failed, his mood had been fluctuating greatly. He even felt more tired than when he usually charged into battle and led his troops to kill the enemy.
Therefore, as soon as the head touches the pillow, the eyelids stick to it, and Zhou Gong will leave.
When I woke up, the sky was bright and it was already the next morning.
Lu Bu stood up with a somersault, looking energetic again. He changed into easy-to-moving casual clothes and was about to go out of the hall to practice martial arts.
As a result, when he passed by the palace room from yesterday, he was surprised to see that the light inside was still on. Brother Han was sitting on the ground in a completely unruly and careless manner, holding a book and reading it intently.
Behind Han Xin, there was a pile of books half a person's height, which obviously showed that he had just been asked to stay up late to read.
Looking at Han Xin's eyes that were red and full of fanaticism, even though Lu Bu had expected it, he was still shocked.
… Are these crappy books really that interesting
He tiptoed into the room, picked up a few volumes, and scanned them at a glance, only to find them boring.
He had no intention of disturbing Han Xin who was concentrating on reading. Out of great curiosity, he rummaged through the pile of books and finally found a stack of volumes with slightly interesting titles.
When he opened it and wanted to take a symbolic look at it, his brows were deeply furrowed and his eyes froze.
… What the hell is this
Lu Bu glanced again at the bamboo ridge that had been repainted with ink and had the words "Feng Yue Lu" written on it in sloppy handwriting.
I thought it was a pornographic picture or something, but why is it full of incomprehensible place names and numbers? It looks more like an account book
Lu Bu threw the scroll away with a dull look on his face, and picked up the scroll on the bamboo ridge that also had "Feng Yue Lu" written on it.
The results were all, without exception, things that looked like account books, except for the last one which had something that looked like a map.
Lü Bu was completely confused, and Han Xin, who finally realized his brother was coming, came back to his senses. He reluctantly put down the half-read book in his hand and said apologetically, "Brother..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, he stopped talking.
Lu Bu was puzzled and looked up, only to see that his cheap brother, who had always been steady and calm, had a look of shock on his face, his thin lips trembling, and he couldn't utter a word for a long time.
Lu Bu was puzzled by his stare and was about to ask something when Han Xin came back to his senses first.
He took a deep breath, looked directly at Lu Bu with his eyes, and said with sincere admiration: "My dear brother, you are so smart... I am far inferior to you."
Han Xin sighed endlessly.
This book was deliberately smeared with the irrelevant words "Feng Yue Lu" and mixed into ancient books with good intentions, which obviously showed that it was a hasty attempt to hide the tree in the forest.
How could these dozen volumes of letters have anything to do with romance
He had a sharp gaze and could tell at a glance that this was the precious information about the Former Qin's laws, household registration, topography, etc. that the Han generals had deliberately looted from the prime minister and the chief censor's residences when the Han army entered Xianyang and took over the former Qin capital!
Han Xin knew very well that since King Xiang had set his sights on competing for the world, even if his army was the strongest and all the strongest and most powerful men in the world were under his command, this thing was still of vital importance: only by being in charge of these files could he know the number of households in various places, the scarcity of food and fodder, the strength of the situation, and the importance and danger of various fortresses.
Without this item, King Xiang might have been able to unify the world by relying on his monopoly, but his efforts would have been in vain.
Han Xin figured out the key point in a flash.
If what he guessed was correct, it must be because the incident at the palace banquet happened suddenly, and Liu Bang was caught off guard. He fled in panic and led his remaining troops to flee to Bashu.
He left in too much of a hurry, and to save his life he had to travel light, so he was unable to take with him these important files that he had specially collected.
The Han official who ordered the theft of these scrolls was of course very foresighted. He did not want the Chu people to realize the value of these scrolls, so he would rather take the trouble to erase them and mix them into ancient books.
The high-ranking officers and generals of the Chu army were all soldiers who did not like reading, and the ordinary staff did not dare to ask for the treasures of the Former Qin.
Although Fan Zeng was curious about the plan, he was exhausted both physically and mentally from devoting all his efforts to planning for the Chu army, so he had no time to read ancient books.
Due to many coincidences, this batch of priceless treasures had been quietly buried.
Until yesterday, Xiang Yu suddenly wanted to reward his favorite generals, but Lu Bu was not tempted by the treasures. He just asked for all the ancient books that no one was interested in. He also had a keen eye for treasures and personally found the real things hidden under the "Feng Yue Lu"... Only then did they reappear in the light of day!
Meeting Han Xin's burning gaze, Lu Bu looked stern and narrowed his eyes in an unfathomable way.
He looked into the distance, as if he was deep in thought about something. After a long while, he uttered a faint "hmm".
The general's demeanor of being calm in the face of praise or criticism made Han Xin more confident that his brother, although seemingly careless, was actually a man of great talent and insight.
The matter was of great importance. Han Xin suppressed his excitement and discussed it with his brother. Not wanting to waste a moment, the two of them personally delivered these most important files to the main hall where Xiang Yu held meetings.