I was fucked by Zheng Ge as soon as I crossed over

"Haha, there's also the south. I heard there are many delicious fruits in Fujian. We can try some of them too, haha..."

The two laughed loudly, then suddenly changed the subject and started cursing traitors.

"Hate that thief, he wants to ruin our good life."

"If I were to encounter them, I would definitely hand them over to the government office. I could even get a reward for them, hehe..."

Their voices grew louder and louder, slowly attracting the attention of others.

The diners at another table also responded.

"The warrior is right. The Emperor has said that there are foreign races outside of Middle-earth who are eyeing us covetously. Those nobles only care about their lost wealth and don't care about the lives of us ordinary people."

"Of course not! Even if the master changes, we will still have to farm. It's better for us to just close the door and farm the land since we are all one family now."

Suddenly, a somewhat hoarse voice rang out in the restaurant, "Everyone, there's no need to panic. With the Emperor here, His Majesty will be fine."

"Yes, Master, you know a lot and think things through."

"Isn't it? With the Emperor here, everything will be fine. Then we can continue renovating our house. I'll tell my family when I get home and get on with it."

The diners were talking animatedly, but Zhang Liang and his table were eating slower and slower.

Zhang Liang's expression was particularly complicated.

Good news: the bullet did hit the King of Qin, and he was also injured.

The bad news: I didn’t become the hero I had expected, but instead became a traitor that everyone hated.

What he found most difficult to let go of was the identities of these diners.

This is in Yingchuan County, the old land of Han.

In just a few years, this group of Koreans have actually forgotten the spirit of their own country and their hearts are filled with the King of Qin and the Emperor.

He lowered his head so that no one could see the redness in his eyes.

Yes, he is the descendant of Zhang Kaidi, the Prime Minister of Han. His grandfather and uncle were both prime ministers.

But he was not after wealth at all!

If it was for wealth, why would he not even give his brother a proper burial and raise money to forge that hammer?

National hatred and family feud!

What he wanted was revenge, restoration of Korea, and restoration of the glory of his Zhang family.

His hands were clenched, his heart was filled with resentment, and his eyes were bloodshot.

However, his slowly closing eyes concealed the underlying feelings that he himself did not dare to think deeply about.

The glory of a family is, after all, another form of wealth.

"Young master, have another piece of bread." Wild Cat said softly and handed the bread to Zhang Liang.

Zhang Liang raised his head with a puzzled look.

Wildcat touched his hand, motioning him to look at the other diners in the restaurant.

It turned out that while he was deep in thought, the diners were also silently looking at them.

The entire restaurant was filled with people cursing the traitors, but their table acted as if they didn't hear anything, just kept their heads down and ate.

Isn't this suspicious?

Zhang Liang's heart moved. He took the bread handed to him by Ye Mao and praised it against his will, "Thanks to your majesty's wisdom, how could I have eaten this bread before?"

The wild cat immediately echoed loudly, "And this meat, in the past, I might not even be able to eat a bite in a year..."

After they said this, the number of people in the restaurant who were looking at them openly or covertly immediately decreased a lot.

Zhang Liang let out a light breath and exchanged a glance with the wild cat. They both nodded silently and prepared to leave this troubled place as soon as possible.

They did what they thought. Soon, they left here, bought a lot of food along the street, and got on the fishing boat again and went down the river.

The sun is shining and the breeze is blowing.

Zhang Liang seemed to be trapped by the diners' words and would always stare at the river in a daze.

They stopped and walked along the way, waiting for them to arrive at Wuyang County. When they were about to get off the boat to buy food, they were blocked by several tall and strong men.

"My brave men, our patriarch invites you." The leading man was dressed in shorts. He stretched out his right hand as if to invite you, but placed his left hand on his lower back, pressing down lightly to reveal a wooden hilt.

Zhang Liang raised his head, a hint of vigilance flashing in his eyes.

Gan Fu and Tie Dan quickly stood in front of Zhang Liang and shouted, "Who cares which family you are from? We don't know each other. Who wants to go with you?"

The man didn't seem angry when he heard this. He stared straight into Zhang Liang's eyes and said firmly, "Are you from Bolingsha? The master once said that we are friends, not enemies. Let us treat you guests with respect."

He raised his hand again and said, "There are Qin soldiers guarding the front. I advise you to abandon the ship."

Zhang Liang already knew in his mind that these people should be descendants of other countries.

He nodded, turned around and said to Yemao and the others, "Ganfu and Yemao, come with me. Tiedan and Shanzi stay here to hide the boat and buy some food as soon as possible." After that, he took the lead and walked towards the strong men.

Seeing this, the three wild cats looked at each other, and then acted separately according to Zhang Liang's instructions.

A few people walked towards an open space by the river. Not far away, they saw an inconspicuous carriage parked on the side of the road, waiting for everyone's arrival.

Zhang Liang took a deep breath, picked up the corner of his robe, and got into the carriage.

Ganfu, Yemao and others followed closely behind and got on the carriage one after another, but Ganfu insisted on staying on the shaft, and the others let him do so without stopping him.

The carriage drove slowly on the dirt road, turning east and west. Half an hour later, it finally stopped in front of the gate of a small courtyard.

The courtyard is not impressive in appearance, but it is spacious and tidy when you step into it. It is equipped with all the weapons needed for martial arts practice.

Zhang Liang thought to himself that the owner of this courtyard should be a soldier.

Led by the man, Zhang Liang and his companions came to a spacious hall.

In the hall, a middle-aged man in shorts was sitting in the main seat. He had a tall and straight body, strong arms, and a dark complexion. He looked at Zhang Liang with a gentle gaze, with a hint of admiration.

"You are the warrior who assassinated the Qin thief, right? Please sit down." The man spoke, not like a question, but more like a statement.

Zhang Liang bowed slightly, thanked him, and sat down on a chair beside him.

This is the default.

The man at the head chuckled and looked at Zhang Liang: "I've heard of your great name for a long time. Seeing you today, I can see that your reputation is truly well-deserved."

Zhang Liang smiled and said, "General, you are too kind. I am just a commoner. How could I have the merit to catch your eye?"

"Hahaha, so you can tell I'm from the military?" the man laughed, waving away the servants serving tea. "Let's be frank. I'm Li Zuoche, grandson of Zhao General Li Mu. I wonder what your name is, brave man?"

Grandson of Li Mu?

Zhang Liang was shocked.

He was a famous general who defeated the Qin army!

If he were still alive, Zhao would not have perished, and the Qin army would not have been able to conquer the subsequent four states of Wei, Chu, Yan, and Qi.

Zhang Liang's expression became serious. He stood up and gave Li Zuoche a full scholar's bow. "My name is Zhang Liang, grandson of Zhang Kaidi, Prime Minister of Han, and son of Zhang Ping."

"Oh? It's actually from an old friend."

Li Zuoche was overjoyed. He originally thought that the other party was from a military camp, but he didn't expect that he was the descendant of the prime minister.

This is really an unexpected bonus.