Xiang Ji looked at Xiang Liang's silence. He originally wanted to say that Xiang Liang's body did not want him to go out.

But now he seems to feel something, but he has helped Xiang Liang standing up.

Xiang Liang walked slowly out of the outside. Every time he took a step, he felt that his body seemed to have a little more strength than the previous step.

Outside the window, the sun outside the door is very good.

I didn't know where it came from the two days before, and soon disappeared.

Summer is still summer.

"As soon as this cold, it will be autumn."

Xiang Liang lamented.

Now that it is August, the policy of buying salt and other objects in various towns and villages has gradually implemented it.

"Is there something to get there?"

At this time, Xiang Ji was docile like a puppy in the sun.

He said lowly: "Some salt were sent over there, and there were some necessities."

"There is another letter."

Xiang Liang nodded and didn't ask more. When he was sick before, he gave all these affairs to Xiang Ji. At this time, he didn't plan to get it back.

He can feel his body, like a rotten wood.

It's about to rot now.

"Where are the other countries?"

Xiang Liang walked and asked casually.

At this time, his thoughts seemed not to have so smoothly. He could only think of where to ask.

Xiang Ji lowered his head, and his voice was choking.

No matter what the previous items said and what they want to do, but he is his uncle after all.

"On the other side of Wei Guo, Wei Zu's younger brother has been planning to the uprising, and it has always been a mind with me."

"It's just that he doesn't seem to like some people from Wei Guo, often do it at them."

"Qi Qian Tian Cheng's side of Qi Guo has completely fallen to Zheng Zheng, and before, he helped Xunzheng clean up the remaining party forces of Qi Guo."

"Therefore, Zhang Liang, the son of Han Xiang run around, has some people in his hands, but not much."

"There is no one left for a long time left by Yan Guo."

"Zhao Guozi has no news, and the last communication was still half a year ago."

After listening to Xiang's analysis, Xiang Liang flashed a sorrowful look in his eyes.

How can this be the case?

He said again: "It's just one year, it is to completely disperse our layout."

"Yuer, after I go, you must treat Chen Ke's every move with a spirit of 100,000 points, even if it is a seemingly inadvertent move."

"This person is too horrible ..."

"Every step seems to be a random move, and these random moves are converged together to put us to death."

"It's really impossible ..."

Xiang Liang looked at Xiang Ji's look, and finally said that sentence.

"It's really not possible, let's give up the idea of ​​recovery."

"I will let Yiyi take my head to the Qin Kingdom and dedicate it to the emperor."

"There is still the blood of the Chu -li clan on the body of Zheng Zheng."

"The eighth son paid a lifetime for Daqin, making Daqin stronger."

"With my head, I can keep my life, even if it is a rich man."

"I will invite him to change the name for you, you will be a normal follower, after getting the way, he is letting you leave."

"By then, the world is big, let you soar."

Xiang Liang looked at Xiang Ji, stretched out his hand, and stroked his shoulder: "This is what the uncle can do for you in the end."

Xiang Ji is silent.

Looking at the silent Xiang, Xiang Liang sighed, he knew Xiang's personality.

At this time, people will die, and he doesn't want to quarrel with this donkey.

"If you don't want to, you will be buried in the uncle."

He joked and said, "Uncle is the first person in the Xiang family?"

When Xiang Liang walked under the big tree in the village entrance, he couldn't move, and immediately sat on the lounge chair under the hand.

"Squeak--"

"Squeak--"

The lounge chairs were very calm.

Xiang Liang sat there and took a crown from his sleeves, that was a jade crown.

"Yuer, come here."

Xiang Ji walked silently to Xiang Liang, and then lowered his head.

Xiang Liang was slowly, and the crown stepped step by step, and he shouted in his mouth.

"Plus the crown today, the Chu people."

"Plus the crown today, you are an adult."

The desolate and tragic voice echoed. At this time, the residents in the village stood at the door and silently looked at the two people at the mouth of the village.

"On the sacrifice Taiyi, the gods of the sacrifice."

"The word is feathers."

"Add crown ceremony ..........". "

The last word fell, and Xiang Liang put the jade crown on the top of Xiang Yu's head to finish carefully.

He watched Xiang Yu and said, "Yuer, Jiangshan in Chu State ..."

"Parent .... Give you ......". "

After the last sentence, Xiang Liang's body suddenly weak, his head tilted to this lounge chair.

Xiang Yu knelt silently on there, looking at this scene.

Some drizzle fell to the ground and fell on him, and the people in the village were kneeling on the ground.

A sound of sorrow came.

"I wait, send Xie Gong-"

Immediately, Kang's excitement sounded with a sorrowful voice.

"Fuck Wu Ge Xi was being connected by the rhinocet, the car is wrong."

"If the sun is covered with the enemy, if the enemy is clouded, the loses and the scholars are competing."

.........

"Sincerity is both brave and martial arts, and finally strong."

"The body is dead, and the gods are spiritual, and the soul soul is the ghost."

................

Flowing flowers and flowers spring, heaven and earth.

Chen Ke sat in the house and yawned silently. He seemed to be sleepy every day.

The falling flowers outside have gradually fallen, and he built a small river for his mansion.

After a few days ago, Feng Jie often came to him to ask about what happened about the Western Regions. In fact, he was really not clear, so after a few days, he pushed his brother to Feng Jie.

When Zuo Ge was young, he often ran east and west, and he had been to the Western Regions, so he was familiar with it.

The spring of the first year of the emperor has passed, and even the summer of the first year of the emperor is about to pass.

It's about to be a full moon.

"Well."

Chen Ke's nose made a little disdain, and it was another year of the Mid -Autumn Festival.

He stretched his waist.

How should I spend this year's Mid -Autumn Festival?
To be continued...