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

"And the smooth and tender shredded chicken noodles, wow~ so delicious!"

Liu Ji's voice was so loud that everyone in the nearby courtyard who heard it swallowed subconsciously.

Adults can still bear it, but children can't.

Buyi looked at Zhang Liang eagerly and asked curiously, "Father, what is shredded chicken noodles? Is it delicious? Is it better than bean cakes?"

As soon as the question came out of his mouth, he was stopped by Madam Shui, "No doubt!"

Zhang Liang shook his head at Shui Niang, lowered his head and embraced Bu Yi, and explained softly, "Shredded chicken noodles are made by shredding chicken into strips and cooking them with noodles."

"Then can I eat it when I grow up?"

Zhang Liang looked at his son's bright eyes and closed them painfully. "Yes, when he grows up, he can eat everything..."

Shui Niang was also coaxing him softly: "Buyi's teeth haven't grown in yet, so he can't eat chicken. It will be fine when you grow up."

The couple smiled bitterly, but some people just wouldn't stop.

"You're so high-minded, you're just eating bean cakes~~~" Liu Ji's voice was arrogant and demanding, and he was also very proud. "Some people are just imprisoned for too short a time. Wait until someone is imprisoned for a few years before you talk about being a real husband..."

"Hateful, despicable, shameless villain!" Xiang Yu was furious and waved the iron chain in his hand to beat him out of the courtyard.

"What are you doing? Back off!" The black-armored guards who were in charge of guarding Xiang Yu immediately drew their swords. More than a dozen archers also appeared on the roof, aiming their bows at the people in the yard.

Seeing this, Liu Ji quickly shrank his neck and said, "You're looking for death, kid. Don't drag us down."

As he spoke, he bent over and shouted to the black-armored guards on his side: "My lords, my lords, please understand, it's not me. Don't point the arrow at me..."

The black-armored guard said nothing, just stared closely at the courtyard he was in charge of.

In this tense atmosphere, several coughs were heard behind Xiang Yu.

"Yu'er, cough, cough, don't be impulsive, cough, cough..."

Hearing this voice, Xiang Yu immediately turned around, took two quick steps, and supported Xiang Liang, "Uncle, don't be anxious, I'm not impulsive."

In that battle, Xiang Yu was hit by several arrows, but he recovered mostly with the help of doctors.

But Xiang Liang was different. He was seriously injured, his heart and lungs were damaged, and his already unhealthy body became even weaker. He would cough constantly when exposed to the wind.

Xiang Liang half leaned on Xiang Yu and slowly sat back in his original position.

"Give me another bowl of rice soup." Xiang Liang's voice was low and hoarse, and it was obvious that he was suffering from insufficient qi and blood.

Xiang Yu quickly responded, picked up the empty bowl, and filled the soup pot with rice soup.

Seeing that he had calmed down, the black-armored guards did not immediately withdraw their guard, but instead sent a few people to approach Xiang Yu.

"Stand up and check your shackles!"

Xiang Yu took a deep breath, pursed his lips, and did not move.

"Yu'er..." Xiang Liang's helpless voice woke Xiang Yu up again.

Xiang Yu closed his eyes, took another deep breath, and then reluctantly sat up from the chair.

The black-armored guards quickly stepped forward and carefully checked the shackles on Xiang Yu.

This person is very laborious and needs to be checked every three days.

At first, cracks were often found on the shackles, but now they are rare.

These shackles are made of special material and are stronger than those in the other two courtyards.

However, they still conduct regular checks just in case.

One of the black-armored guards, who was a little younger and looked more amiable, squatted beside Xiang Yu's legs, checking the handcuffs and muttering to himself.

"If you have such strength, why don't you go to the battlefield? If you ask me, Han Xin might not be as strong as you..."

This black-armored guard had just arrived and would chat with Xiang Yu from time to time. He spoke frankly, which suited Xiang Yu's temperament very well. The two of them were now very familiar with each other.

"I don't accept Han Xin's superiority. In the past, when we competed in the martial arts training ground, he couldn't beat me..."

His tone was filled with indignation, and he was clearly unwilling to give up. "If I were to go, I would definitely be more powerful than him. He was just lucky to have met the eldest son, who gave him the opportunity..."

Xiang Yu listened and disagreed in his heart.

Han Xin was praised so highly, but he couldn't even beat the boy in front of him.

He can lift this little guy with one hand, huh...

Xiang Yu sneered, and just as he finished checking the shackles, he brushed off the corner of his clothes with an arrogant look and sat back next to Xiang Liang.

Xiang Liang listened silently to the words of the black-armored guard, his lowered eyes never leaving the bowl of soup in his hand.

Zhang Liang could tell that these words were intentional, how could he not hear it?

However, when you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head.

He looked at the thin rice grains in the bowl with a heavy heart.

This was just the beginning. The moment they were caught, their defeat was already decided.

I don't know where Brother Huan Peng and the others are now, or whether they are still alive...

"Hurry up! If you dare to slack off, you won't have any food to eat!"

As the sound of the whip rang out, a bloody mark appeared on the fallen prisoner.

"Sir, sir, please stop beating him. He will be able to get up and work soon."

A man with messy hair and ragged clothes nearby hurried forward and helped the prisoner up.

"Hmph, if you don't work hard, you two won't have any food tonight!" The supervisor cursed and walked away with a whip.

The man kept nodding and bowing, using his hands to pick up the scattered rubble on the ground with the prisoners.

"General, you are feeling better now. Please put some gravel over to my side..." The man advised softly, while his men kept moving, selecting a few larger pieces of gravel and putting them on his cart.

The prisoner watched all this in silence and stubbornly carried the rubble back.

"General..." The man called out helplessly in a low voice, not daring to let others hear.

"Don't call me general anymore. I'm a burden to everyone." After saying that, the man pushed the cart hard and headed towards the city wall in front.

It was Huan Peng.

Since being captured, this group of people have been split up and distributed to various places along the border, carrying various stones repeatedly every day.

Not far away was a quarry where the sound of thunder explosions could often be heard. After each explosion, it was their turn to move the stones.

It is said that they were preparing materials for building the Great Wall.

Great Wall……

Ah……

Huan Peng looked at the endless line of carts ahead.

Such a waste of money and manpower, is the King of Qin really not afraid that the people will rebel?

Thinking of this, Huan Peng clenched his jaw with some satisfaction. If the people rebelled, would he be able to find a chance to escape?

I just don't know where Yu'er and Brother Xiang Liang are now, and whether their arrow wounds have been treated in time...

"Boom, boom, boom -"

The explosion sounded again, but Huan Peng and his men kept moving, as they had already gotten used to it.

That thunder is really a good thing, it can split mountains and rocks.

Unfortunately, the people who were operating it were all Qin Wang's confidants, and they didn't even have the chance to take a look from afar.

Huan Peng's hunched back continued forward, waiting...

Wait until the world changes drastically, wait until the King of Qin passes away...