Colleagues of Zhang Liang [comprehensive] Mu Liangqing

Han Fei opened his eyes weakly, smiled, "No." Then he stood up while supporting the table, "Ovary, help me to the top of the mountain."

He loves Muliang Mountain very much, on the top of the mountain shaped like a wolf's tooth, through the thin clouds and smoke, he can have a panoramic view of Xinzheng.

Zhang Liang couldn't help thinking of the soul-stirring snow scene he brought himself here a few years ago.

He said at the time that he wanted to give himself the best.

However, they missed the most beautiful time.

"What are you doing here? It's windy." Zhang Liang helped him tighten the cloak.

At this time, the setting sun was halfway down, and the seemingly prosperous Xinzheng was immersed in the slanting light. The white smoke and the fiery red sunset complement each other, creating a grand and dignified beauty.

"Just stay for a while, this place is beautiful." Han Fei looked at the beautiful mountains and rivers, especially reluctant, "Muliang Mountain is high, and you can see Xinzheng."

Zhang Liang nodded, and said: "There is another mountain in the world, which is much higher than Mu Liang Mountain, and you can see the world."

Han Fei sighed sadly, and said: "Although the top of the mountain is beautiful, it is also extremely cold." Only by enduring the cold can we see thousands of scenery. "Zifang, if you climb a high mountain in the future, the higher the mountain, the more careful you must be."

Previously, the target of these rhetoric was "us", now it is only "you".

So he clutched his sleeve, "With you here, no matter how cold it is."

Han Fei smiled desolately, with long-distance eyes, and sighed: "I used to think that as long as I kept going every step of the way, I would be able to create a piece of the world. Now that I think about it, it's too simple."

"You've done a lot." He revised the Han law and rescued South Korea from a dead end. Until now, Liu Sikou often talked about Han Fei, saying that he was a rare genius the year before last.

Han Fei shook his head - not enough.

Law is the foundation of a country, and in this ever-changing and chaotic world, there must be a strong army as a pillar.A strong army will rule the country, and it will not be restrained by other countries when the sword is on the verge of breaking out.

The setting sun gradually sank into the horizon, the light faded, and the surroundings gradually darkened.Zhang Liang lit the lantern and held it between the two of them.

"Ovary, turn around."

Zhang Liang turned to look at him obediently.

Han Fei raised his hand, untied the dark blue headband that had been wrapped around his hair, put it in Zhang Liang's palm, and said, "I'll let it stay with you when I'm gone."

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhang Liang suddenly turned his head, facing the abyss under his feet.

"Turn around and look at me." Han Fei struggled to tie the hairband around his blue hair, "I'll talk to you while I still have strength."

If you want to say goodbye, you should say it early, otherwise, when you want to say it but have no chance to say it, it will be the biggest regret in your life.

"Brother Han..." He began to choke up.

"In the future, if the pear tree here blooms, you can take a branch and put it in front of my grave. I will look at it and feel good."

Zhang Liang tightly gripped the pole of the lantern, his voice was softer than Han Fei, "I don't want..."

Han Fei put his hands on his shoulders, lovingly rubbed the lines on the hairband, and said softly, "Hold it, just pretend I'm still here, huh?"

Losing his sanity at that moment, Zhang Liang shook his head desperately, sobbing: "May I not want this belt...May I be there when I miss you in the future, and when I miss you, you are right in front of my eyes ? Can you not go anywhere and stay with Zifang all the time! You said that you will live and die with me, and you must not break your promise!"

"Be obedient..." Han Fei choked up.

"I don't...I actually, have always been disobedient..."

That gentle and elegant Zhang Zifang, the young master of Moshang who was full of tricks, was full of tears.

"You asked me to drink less. In fact, I have been drinking and drinking too much. I drank all the pear blossom wine you hid, and then filled it with water and put it back. I washed your favorite robe the day before yesterday, and it was so rotten. Terrible. You still told me not to be sad, I was actually... so sad that I was about to die. I never told you, I dare not say..."

The clothes on Han Fei's chest were wet with tears, "Hey, don't cry, my heart hurts."

"Please, Zifang, please, don't go..."

Han Fei ran his hands along his back, and said slowly: "I have no chance to be an emperor in this life, but I was lucky enough to meet you once, and I am very content. The first time I saw you was on a snowy day. Wrapped in a cloak bigger than the body at the time, with clear eyes, he was obviously a child, but tried to act like an adult. I thought at that time, when the Zhang family had such a lovely No. , many times just to see you. Later, I met a teacher and went to Songhai with him. After you came back, you were already a young man facing the wind in a jade tree, wearing a green shirt, elegant and pure. You called me Brother Han with a smile, then For a moment, I understood that I fell in love with you."

Zhang Liang listened to his confession silently, tears rolled silently.

"I, Han Fei, have always been narrow-minded. I pretended to be you in my heart, so I couldn't tolerate others. I probably know your past. It was hard to let go of that period, and I didn't mind. I treat you well, pamper you, and protect you. You don’t need to respond. If you want to treat me as your elder brother, I will be your elder brother. If you want to treat me as your beloved, then I will be your beloved. Unexpectedly, in the end, you agree with me. Son Fang, do you know how excited I was at that moment... I really want to continue to pamper you, and really want to stay with you for 30 years, or even 100 years. But... I'm sorry. The rise and fall of all things, the decline of time, and the ovary, this is the law of the common people, and no one can change it. Don't be depressed and sad, just think that I am out wandering, waiting for you in another place."

He said tirelessly, "Zifang, your intelligence is better than thousands of people. Now Yingzheng has started his journey. He is ambitious and everyone knows it. No matter whether he succeeds or fails, within ten years, the country will definitely be great. Change. I wrote a book, and you take it to your father to help South Korea resist the Qin army. Don’t say that I wrote it, I’m afraid he won’t read it... You have to remember that no matter what you do, you must first The people, and then the king. Remember this sentence, your name will go down in history, and there will be only a few words left in the history books in the future, and we will have nothing to do with each other. It is enough to leave a Han Fei who writes about five beetles, and a strategist Zhang Liang."

In the end, Han Fei pressed a kiss on his eyelid, and said deeply, "Ovary...live to be a hundred years old, come see me again..."

Han Fei hugged him and talked for a long time, and he buried him in Han Fei's chest without saying a word, writing down every word he said, and writing down this eternal farewell.

After Han Fei finished speaking, he was tired.

Zhang Liang helped him back to the hut, lay down on the bed, and put his hands on his chest, "Brother Han, it's all you here..."

Han Fei smiled and said, "Who are you?"

This was the first sentence Han Fei asked him when they first met.

"My name is Zhang Liang, and I'm also called Zhang Zifang. Liang is my name, and Zifang is my character." Recalling the scene when we first met, he said again: "...listen to you talking with grandfather, you Is it Han Fei?"

Han Fei also remembered, nodded slightly, "Not bad."

Zhang Liang then asked, "Do you have writing?"

Many years ago, Han Fei passed out due to exhaustion, and this question has never been answered.At this moment, those two words are finally ready to come out.

The corners of his lips were slightly raised, with a strong smile, he was silent for a moment, and said, "Mu Liang."

In Han Fei's life, Mu Liangqing is the only one.

The extremely short two words became their longest confession of love.

The heart was filled instantly, and the moist eyes were filled with tears again.

The night was very quiet, and Han Fei's clear breathing could be heard. Zhang Liang listened to the sound anxiously, and fell asleep leaning against him.

The next day, Zhang Liang woke up very early. After washing his mouth and cleansing his face, he began to tidy up the room, thinking about going down the mountain to buy a fish, and eating it again tonight.

It was well planned, but the Xuanyuan sword in the scabbard suddenly whined. Han Fei had told him before that the Xuanyuan sword was a divine sword, and the two holding the sword had the same mind.If one of the swords whines suddenly, it means that the other master has...

The movement of tidying up gradually slowed down, and in a daze, a porcelain bottle was knocked over and smashed to pieces.He didn't clean up the mess, he just walked over quickly, locked the sword in the cabinet, and pushed the wooden table to block the cabinet door.So the wooden cabinet began to rattle, he kicked hard twice, and fell silent.

Wan Lai was silent.

Afterwards, he opened the curtains with trembling hands, and the sunlight instantly filled the room. He twisted his neck, not daring to look at the person on the bed.

"Brother Han, do we want to eat fish again? I will cook today."

The person sleeping in the bed is very quiet.

Zhang Liang's throat rolled up and down, and he said again: "Brother Han, I'm going down the mountain to buy fish, you are at home, don't run around."

The person on the bed still didn't speak.

Zhang Liang's breathing was almost stagnant, "Brother Han, I, I didn't eat breakfast today, and I'm disobedient again. Get up... scold me..."

The person on the bed fell asleep quietly, not breathing.

"Brother Han...Brother Han...you should get up, I, I'll go out first, when you come back, you must get up..."

Zhang Liang's face became paler and paler, when he suddenly heard someone knock on the courtyard door, he opened it trembling all over.

Outside the door, stood Honglian, Ximen Yan, Ruoli, Ah Duan.

"You...why are you here?" Zhang Liang frantically withdrew his expression, trying to squeeze out his usual smile, so as not to let them see anything strange.

Hong Lian took a step forward and said, "Brother sent me a letter to Fei Ge, asking us to pick him up today. So he didn't die in Qin, he's still alive, right?"

Zhang Liang froze for a moment, then nodded, "Oh, that's right. Brother Han is still alive, but he's still asleep. You guys, come back sometime later."

His voice trembled, and he clearly smiled, but he didn't know when the tears rolled down.

After going through these things, Hong Lian is no longer bluffing like before, "What's wrong with you, Zi Fang? Brother, he... isn't well?"

"No!" Zhang Liang took a step and closed the courtyard door, "He's sleepy and still sleeping."

As long as no one finds out, no one will tell him that Brother Han is gone.

I implore you, never find out.

Ruoli has been serving Zhang Liang for many years, so he can still feel the strangeness, so he stepped forward and said: "Young Master, don't worry. We are very light, and we will definitely not wake up the Ninth Young Master."

"No!" Zhang Liang gripped the door lock tightly, his voice raised, "Brother Han is sleeping now, if you go in, you will definitely wake him up!"

At this point, Guren also understood.She gave Ximen Yan a pleading look, and he nodded coldly.

Ximen Yan suddenly stepped forward to hold Zhang Liang, and the other three broke through the door.

"What are you doing!" Zhang Liang struggled desperately, yanking at the courtyard door like crazy, "No entry! I told you Brother Han is sleeping, but he's still sleeping!"

"You're going to wake him up!"

"Don't go in! Don't go in!"

"He's just sleeping..."

"Just sleep..."

"Please don't go in..."

Zhang Liang wailed loudly, shouting heart-piercingly.

How much he wants to keep Brother Han!

How much I want to keep Brother Han!

But his brother Han has gone, left, and is not coming back.

The person with whom he drank and talked, and who taught him strategies, died like this.

The person he loved so much is gone.

Zhang Liang only felt that his heart was gone...

That year, Han Fei died in Muliang Mountain near Xinzheng, only one day away from the palace, and he did not go back.It's just that when he closed his eyes, he was facing the direction of the palace, stubborn and paranoid.

There is such a sentence left in the history books: Han Fei died in the prison of Qin State, with no bones left.Year 47.

In the future, Zhang Liang was able to take charge on his own, because he had strategized and was superior in strategy, and also because Han Fei was not around, and there was no one else around, so he could only choose to face it alone.

He looked at the line of red letters on the history books, staring at the dazzling "47", only sneered.

His brother Han died when he was just 27 years old.It is said that heaven is jealous of talents, but in fact, it is all a man-made disaster.

Ying Zheng and Li Si, these two names, he will always remember.

However, his road to revenge is not smooth. To be precise, he and the South Korea behind him are being driven to a dead end step by step.

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In Han Fei's life, only Mu Liangqing