Han Xin was still immersed in the astonishing words of his brother Lu Xian, and the overlord's edict came suddenly.

Inexplicably, Lü Bu listened to the personal soldier stumbling over a few nonsense words. After finishing the matter, he captured the main point of the words - King Han, in order to reward him, allowed him to enter the Pingyang Palace, which was used to temporarily store the treasure house of the former Qin Palace. He even let him choose at will.

In the face of this sudden generosity, Lu Bu was "bewildered" for a moment.

What did he just say and do?

Why do you get a big reward for no reason?

Seeing that Lu Bu was indifferent, his expression was indifferent and motionless, even though the personal soldiers were puzzled, they did not dare to urge him to receive the reward.

Only to endure the apprehension, stand up straight and wait.

He hadn't been on the pestle for too long, and Han Xin, who finally came to his senses from the shocking remark just now, 'Occupy the ditch, don't poop', spoke slowly, believing that he had relieved the siege: "Since the king has your decree, Xian Come on, brother."

"Oh."

Lu Bu responded with lack of interest, and raised his chin lightly at the soldier, signaling him to lead the way.

Chuan Zhao's personal soldiers breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly led the way.

In fact, there is no need for him to lead the way. Lu Bu, who once entered the palace to assassinate Ziying, already knew the layout of the palace by heart.

Only he has experienced the wave of great joy and sorrow just now, and his heart is like still water at this moment.

Not too lazy to use his brain, he simply let go of his mind, and followed the soldier slowly, strolling along the courtyard.

But to others, this picture is like a tiger pacing down the mountain, with a seemingly lazy posture, but there is an unpredictable danger, especially the unfortunate donkey in front of you tremblingly...

While the watchers were shocked, they couldn't help feeling pity for the people who were leading the way.

It didn't take long for the two to walk to the front of Pingyang Palace.

The tight strings in the mind of the personal soldier suddenly loosened, and he rushed forward in three steps and two steps, and gave the king's edict and token to the guards in front of the hall.

The latter, under the staring eyes of Lu Bu, suddenly shook his hand, and without looking closely, he quickly stepped aside and let him go.

Lu Bu walked into the hall with an expressionless face, and the guards behind him attentively set candles.

The shimmering light is swaying, reflecting on the dazzling array of gold and silver jewelry and countless antique calligraphy and paintings, all of which are priceless.

The dazzling treasures reflected in the collection of the Qin Palace alone are enough to make anyone's eyes go straight, and it is difficult to suppress greed.

Even Liu Bang, who was the first to occupy the Xianyang Palace, did not dare to come to this palace too much, lest he see too many treasures sealed by his own hands, and he would no longer be able to bear the greed of occupying it for his own use.

Only Lu Bu, who had followed the cheap adoptive father Dong Pang thief to occupy Luoyang, the lower eastern capital, had a clear view of the treasures of the Han Dynasty, and had seen the larger world, still had a cold look.

His eyes swept over the treasures one by one, calm and indifferent, not lingering much.

How can treasures from hundreds of years ago be compared to treasures from hundreds of years later?

Some flashy icy dead things, just fooling him who hadn't seen any battles and had shallow eyelids back then.

Ah.

Lu Bu curled his lips in a rather boring manner, and after looking around for a week with his critical eyes, there was nothing that caught his eye.

In fact, he thought that all the stuff in front of him that he had fun with when he had nothing to do and had an eye for eye addiction would only become a useless burden when he was running.

In this "chaotic" world, when there is a real war, even if you take a large piece of gold, you can't even buy a basket of coarse grains.

In his eyes, this dazzling jewel could not even match the Seven-Star Treasure Sword that the thief Cao "traitor" held back then, and how could it be worth the red rabbit horse when Fatty Dong bribed him to join the team?

However, the foolish king gave him the jade lion early, and the weapon also sent craftsmen to build it at his will, which is very interesting.

Lu Bu unconsciously 'touched' his bare lower jaw, then glanced at the treasures that filled the hall, scratched his head, and finally reluctantly walked to the pile of ancient books that were thrown into piles at random.

"This, this, this," Lu Bu nodded lazily three times, then included the entire hall's books, and ordered the stunned personal soldiers, "Remove them all to this general."

Of course, even if he was full, he wouldn't read this heavy, ashes, and boring book.

The reason why he wanted the book back was because he was thinking about that cheap old brother Han Xin.

Lu Bu indifferently watched that the personal soldier was so busy calling others to carry books back and forth, sweating profusely from exhaustion, and yawning from boredom.

After all, in the future, he can only count on Han Xin, the only reliable think tank, to use his brains and give his best ideas for him, so he must be a little better to others.

He still remembered that the cheap old man had always been very poor and had a tight life. The few volumes of Sun Wubing's books were "touched" so smooth and translucent. really don't know how many times read it, but didn't get tired of it, and wanted to write it. Heirloom stance.

It's really unbearable.

He also imagined that Han Xin was overjoyed, with tears in his eyes, and from then on, he was determined to make suggestions for him...

Calling Lu Bu couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth, his brows couldn't hide his pride.

Brother Han should be so happy to have brought back so many piles of rotten devil books?

Moving books was exhausting and sweating profusely, but the soldiers did not dare to complain.

Even when he glanced at General Lu with an inscrutable expression out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but be in awe.

Facing the rare treasures of this temple, he is unmoved, but he has a special liking for the piles of broken books that no one cares about... Such indifference to material desires, self-discipline and good learning, as expected, even the resourceful Yafu is deeply admired , Several times praised General Lu who was 'wise and brave'!

Han Xin, who remained in the Qin Chuan Palace, was hesitating whether to take a bath and go to bed first, or to wait for a while. When Brother Xunxian spoke again, he was startled by the guards who were rushing in with books on their shoulders.

Before he could open his mouth to inquire, the guards who knew that he was a general in General Lu's eyes took the initiative to dispel their doubts.

Hearing that these are all treasures chosen by the virtuous brother, Han Xinchu was surprised, but then understood.

Where is he still sleepy, even though he has no right to read it, his eyes are still shining.

He stared straight at the piles of books being sent into the palace gate and put into the vacant palace room. He couldn't help licking his dry lower lip, which made his heart itch.

When the guards delivered the last stack of books in the treasure house, he was so tired that he was out of breath, and when he saluted and left, Lu Bu swaggered into the hall.

"Brother!" Han Xin hurriedly stepped forward, and said with difficulty: "Those scrolls are..."

"Brother Han, do you still like it?"

Lu Bu grinned.

Han Xin was stunned.

Without waiting for Han Xin to speak again, Lu Bu waved his hand cheerfully and said boldly, "Those scrolls are naturally requested by Brother Han, Brother Han—"

Before he could finish speaking, Han Xin, who could not hold back his joy for a long time, lit up in front of his eyes. There was no place for his usual prudence, calmness and indifference.

After hurriedly leaving the sentence "Thank you virtuous brother, idiot brother is difficult to repay", he took a short stride and rushed straight to the hall where the books and slips were stacked without looking back.

Tuliu Lu Bu was stunned, his face full of incredulity.

He's a good boy, are those broken books really that attractive?

He shook his head stunned, went straight back to the bedroom to bathe and change, and went to rest.

These days, he has been working hard for that foolish king, and just now he has made a mess of success and failure, and his mood has been up and down.

Therefore, as soon as the brain touches the pillow, the eyelids will stick, and the Duke of Zhou will go.

When woke up, the sky was bright, and it was the next morning.

Lü Bu straightened himself up with a carp, and regained his energetic appearance. He changed into casual clothes that were easy to move around, and was about to leave the temple to practice the exercises.

As a result, when he passed through the hall yesterday, he was shocked to see that the lights were still on inside, and that Brother Han was sitting on the ground with no manners and no particular attention, holding a volume of books, reading like a madman.

And behind Han Xin, there was a pile of books half a person high, apparently he had just stayed up all night to read.

Looking at Han Xin's red eyes that were still full of fanaticism, even though Lu Bu had expected it, he was still quite shocked.

...These broken books are so interesting?

He crept into the room, picked up a few rolls at random, and scanned them several times at a glance, only to find it boring.

He had no intention of disturbing Han Xin, who was engrossed in his reading. With strong curiosity, he rummaged through the stack of books, and finally turned over a stack of books with slightly more interesting titles.

When he opened it and wanted to look at it symbolically, his brows were deeply wrinkled, and his eyes froze.

...what the hell is this?

Lu Bu glanced again at the bamboo ridge that had been repainted with ink pen and had the words 'Fengyuelu' scribbled on it.

I thought it was an erotic palace map or something, but it was full of unintelligible place names and numbers, but it was more like an account book?

Lu Bu threw the scroll away in disgust, and picked up the scroll that also had "Fengyuelu" written on the bamboo ridge.

The result, without exception, was all ledger-like things, except for the last thing that looked like a map.

Lu Bu was confused, but Han Xin, who finally realized that Brother Xian was coming, also regained his senses.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the words stopped abruptly.

Lu Bu was worried, and he couldn't help but look up, but saw Old Brother Cheap, who was always steady and calm, with a shocked expression, his thin lips trembling, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Lu Bu was stared at him inexplicably. He was about to ask questions, but Han Xin was the first to return to his senses.

He took a deep breath and stared straight at Lu Bu, his tone full of sincere admiration: "The wise brother has managed to come this far... Foolish brother, it's far behind."

Han Xin sighed.

The words 'Fengyuelu', which were deliberately smeared as irrelevant to the wind, horses and cattle, were mixed into the ancient books with good intentions.

How can these dozens of scrolls have anything to do with 'Fengyue'?

His eyes were vicious, and he could see at a glance that when the Han army entered Xianyang and took over the former Qin capital, the Han generals deliberately copied and looted from the residence of the prime minister and the imperial censor concerning the laws of the former Qin, household registration, Terrain and other valuable information!

Han Xin does not know where, since King Xiang has the mind to compete for the world, even if the army is the most prosperous and all the powerful and powerful people in the world are under his command, this thing is still very important: only by taking charge of this batch of files, can the number of household registrations in various places be determined. , The vast shortage of food and grass, the strength of the situation, and the danger of fortresses everywhere.

If there is no such thing, King Xiang may eventually dominate the world by virtue of his monopoly power, but he is destined to achieve twice the result with half the effort.

Han Xin had already figured out the key in the light and flint.

If what he expected was not bad, it must have been because of the sudden incident at the palace banquet, Liu Bang was unprepared, panicked and fled in a panic, leading the remnants of the army to defeat Bashu.

He walked too hastily, and in order to save his life, he had to travel lightly, so he couldn't bring this batch of important files that he deliberately collected.

And the Han officials who ordered people to steal these scrolls were also very discerning, and never wanted to make the people of Chu realize the value of this thing, and would rather bother to smear and mix it into the ancient books.

The senior officials and generals of the Chu army were all military men who did not like to read, and ordinary staff did not dare to ask for treasures from the former Qin Dynasty.

Although Fan Zeng was curious about the plan, he was already exhausted physically and mentally by making plans for the Chu army, and he had no time to read ancient books.

Due to many coincidences, these priceless treasures have been quietly buried.

It wasn't until yesterday when Xiang Yu suddenly wanted to reward his beloved general, and Lu Bu was not moved by the treasures, he only asked for the ancient books that no one was interested in, and he knew the treasures with his eyes and found the real things hidden under the 'Fengyuelu' with his own hands... Bring them back to life!

Facing Han Xin's scorching gaze, Lu Bu looked cold and solemn, and narrowed his eyes inexplicably.

His eyes were distant, as if he was contemplating something, and after a while, Fang gave a light "uh".

The demeanor of such a general, who is so flattered and humiliated, makes Han confident even more. The virtuous brother seems to be indifferent, but in fact he is not able to hide and see into the autumn.

The matter was at stake, Han Xinqiang was full of excitement, and when he and his virtuous brother were together, they did not want to delay for a moment, so the two of them personally sent the most important files to the main hall where Xiang Yu discussed matters.