Han Cheng’s residence, Nanyang County.
Bang!
After a loud bang, Han Cheng was herded into the courtyard with Zhang Liang and a few servants.
A group of people, led by a young man, surrounded Han Cheng and
“Han Wang Xin!” (This Han Xin, not the other Han Xin, is replaced by Han Wangxin for the sake of separation.)
Han Cheng roared in anger, and
“How dare you join forces with the Xiang clan to bully me! You have taken away my money! Aren’t you afraid of the clan’s punishment!”
Han Wangxin led the way, sneered, and returned, with a
“Han Cheng! You must be clear, this money is not for you!”
“Rather, it was donated to King Han by the various legacy clans, and now, with the support of General Xiang, this King is the rightful King of Han!”
“The clans also support my king! If it weren’t for the clan rules! Do you think you could have walked out of here alive?!”
Hearing these words, Han Cheng’s face could not help but turn white and said that
“You have Xiang’s support, and I also…”
Without waiting for Han Cheng to finish his sentence, Han Wang Xin snorted and said that
“What, are you trying to say that you are friendly with the King of Zhao?”
“The land of Zhao is more than a thousand miles from here? He might come to your aid now?”
Han Cheng was at a loss for words, and could not help but look at Zhang Liang at the side.
At this time, Zhang Liang said coldly.
“Han Wangxin, do you think Xiang is sincere in helping you?”
“He is also just using you as a puppet to contain the King of Zhao!”
Zhang Liang quickly analysed Xiang’s purpose, and even the Xiang’s men around him were a little nervous.
For Zhang Liang was right, his own master, indeed, had this purpose.
But after listening to it, Han Wangxin was expressionless, and then said back that
“Do you think that my king does not know? But what difference does it make if you rely on the King of Zhao?”
“If we want to restore our kingdom, we can only do so with the power of the strong, as long as the clan remains intact and the king’s name is restored!”
“In a hundred years’ time, it will be the descendants who will break the game!”
Hearing these words, Han Cheng was directly speechless.
Because he knew that what the other party said was right.
He had defected to Zhao Lang because he had seen the other party’s strength and was self-conscious about being a puppet himself.
Looking at Han Cheng’s reaction, Han Wang Xin coldly snorted and stopped paying attention to him, then said to Zhang Liang, who was on the side
“Zhang Liang, this king knows that you, Zhang, have been loyal to King Han for generations, and now, this king is the one who is recognised by most clans as King Han.”
“I see that you are quite talented, why don’t you serve my king?”
He had checked beforehand, and it was Zhang Liang who was basically taking care of the estate now.
It was a talented person.
Hearing this, Zhang Liang froze.
He had not expected that the other party would actually come to solicit him directly in front of Han Cheng.
And there were a few truths in what he said.
His allegiance had always been to King Han, but not to Han Cheng.
But after spending so much time with Han Cheng, he had been treated extremely well by him, and it was still a bit hard to leave him like that.
Han Cheng also saw Zhang Liang’s hesitation and said in a hurry.
“Ah Liang, don’t listen to him!”
“We’re not alone! We’ll go to Yunmengze and ask for help from the Sage of the Peasant Family! The Sage of the Peasant Family, but she has an old relationship with the King of Zhao!”
Han Cheng was aware of Zhao Lang’s identity as the Lord of the Agricultural Family.
It was just that Zhao Lang had also explained to him that he could not reveal his identity just yet.
Hearing this, Han Wangxin frowned slightly, the reputation of the Nong family was still extremely high right now.
If the Saintess of the Nong Family was really willing to help, the clan’s side would likely sway from side to side.
For this was the clan’s means of continuity, often betting on both sides.
This way, no matter who wins in the end, the clan can be perpetuated.
But when Zhang Liang, who was on the side, heard this, his face went fiercely cold.
He had a grudge against the Nongjia Sage!
If he really followed Han Cheng to the Nongjia Saint Maiden, it was questionable whether he would be able to walk out of the Yunmengze alive!
Just then, Han Cheng had finished letting loose his fierce words and said that
“Ah Liang, Xiao San, let’s go! Go back to your own farm!”
He personally still had his own Zhuangzi too.
After saying that, he turned to leave, but after taking two steps, he found Zhang Liang standing there motionless.
Han Cheng froze for a moment and shouted that
“Ah Liang?”
Zhang Liang looked puzzled at this point and said that
“Han… My lord, the five clans of the Zhang clan are in phase with Han, and Zhang Liang can only serve the King of Han.”
Hearing these words, Han Cheng’s eyes snapped open, and his whole body trembled a little, the
“Ah Liang! You…”
Han Wangxin at this time, however, burst out in a violent burst of laughter and said that
“Hahahaha, Han Cheng, now that your most loyal men, too, have returned to this king, what else do you have to say!”
“Men, drive the men out!”
Han Cheng was about to say something else, when the teenage junior at the side had already pulled him back and advised that
“King Han, the situation is unfavourable for us now, let’s go to the Yunmengze first to find the Nongjia Sage!”
Only then did Han Cheng follow Junior all the way away in a slight state of distress.
Looking at Han Cheng’s slightly forlorn back, Zhang Xin felt a little bad, but no matter what, he, Zhang, had not betrayed King Han!
But looking at Han Wangxin in front of him, he was reminded, for some reason, of the man called Liu Bang whom he had met earlier, at Xiang’s residence.
They were the ones who shared the same aspirations.
It was just that he could not help himself.
—
After Han Cheng left, he took Xiao San all the way towards the direction of Yun Meng Ze.
He was going to ask the Sage of the Peasant Family for help!
This position of Han King, he must get it back!
A few days later, on an island within the Yun Meng Ze.
“Holy Maiden, the situation outside today seems to be getting worse and worse.”
“Many more peasants have fled in recently.”
Chen Sheng said with a bit of concern.
The Sage of the Peasant Family was naturally Ji Wushuang, except that she didn’t seem to be in a good mood today.
“It’s alright, just come in.”
“There are so many small islands in Yunmengze, just settle down straight away according to the rules we set before.”
Chen Sheng gave a bitter laugh, the Holy Maiden was not that sensitive to the big picture after all, and said further that
“Holy Maiden, what I mean is that nowadays the world is unstable, and even if the peasants can escape for a while, they will not be able to escape for a lifetime.”
“We still need to plan ahead.”
Ji Wushuang finally heard the seriousness of the matter and said with a frown.
“What should we do then? Well, you write down the situation and go tell Ah Long!”
Only then did Chen Sheng return and
“Yes, Holy Maiden.”
That was what he had meant.
The chief was still dependable.
Only when Chen Sheng had retired, Ji Wushuang said, with a somewhat sigh of relief
“How did I lose my jade pendant like that?”
She had gone out the other day, as usual, to rob the rich and help the poor, to ease the pressure on the farming family.
These days, Zhao Lang didn’t put too much money into the farming family.
Money-wise, it was inevitably a little tight.
She happened to return to her old job, but after going out once, she lost a piece of her accompanying jade pendant.
Mind you, it was one of the few things left to her by her parents, whom she had never met.
It’s a good thing there are others.
But that didn’t put her in a very good mood.
Not long afterwards, a farmer hurried over to report that
“Holy Maiden, there is someone outside the zephyr who says that he is an old friend of the chief and wants to see you.”
Ji Wushuang nodded and said.
“I know, send them to the outskirts to meet me.”
Soon, Ji Wushuang walked out towards the outside, and at the same time, a page of small boats with Chen Sheng’s letter went all the way in the direction of Liaodong.
