Chapter 68 Emperor Gaozu of Han: Alas, a real man should be like this!

Looking at Sakura sleeping on the bed with tears in the corners of her eyes.

Jianchen Jianchen exhaled and walked out of the room.

Waking up in the morning,
Kenshin Matou and his sister began planting trees, eating breakfast and soaking in hot springs.

It was almost morning and the red sun was high in the sky.

Jianchen Matou looked up. The sunlight was very dazzling. He stretched out his hand and squinted his eyes slightly, wanting to look at the sun that mortals were not allowed to look directly at.

Those who beat him down in the simulator only make him stronger!

In reality...

That was impossible, Kenshin Matou rejected that reality.

Therefore, in order to "preserve his life in troubled times", Jian Tong Jianchen walked into the secret room, and as expected, he met Uncle Liu who used the secret room as a study.

The physical book in Uncle Liu's hand also made him look sideways.

The title of the book is: "The Rise of Han: From Empress Lü to Emperor Wen of Han"

Uncle Liu was watching with great interest. He was either picking his stinky feet or digging his nose with his fingers after picking his stinky feet. Then he picked up the teacup with the hand that had just picked his nose and took a sip of hot tea.

"..." Jian Tong Jianchen stared in astonishment.

Is this the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty?
Is this the Emperor Gaozu of Han, who had a humble background, looked around in Xianyang, saw the Qin Emperor, and sighed, "Alas, a real man should be like this!"?
This is the Emperor Gao, who was almost 50 years old and pacified the chaotic world in eight years?

and many more,

Jianchen Matou discovered the blind spot.

At the age of knowing one’s destiny, know one’s destiny!

Masaka!
Has Uncle Liu really accepted his destiny?

Although he knew that his idea was ridiculous, Jianchen Matou felt that it was very likely.

Otherwise, it would be difficult to imagine Uncle Liu’s legendary life.

People who write novels only dare to write. They don't learn books. They can't learn sword either. They say, "Books are only enough to remember names. Sword can only be used to defeat one person, so it's not worth learning. I'd rather learn to defeat ten thousand people." Xiang Ji, who conquered the world, did that.

People were unwilling to believe that the Duke of Pei, who was welcomed by the people, was the founding emperor of the Han Dynasty.

People would rather believe that a man who defeated Xiang Yu, achieved an unparalleled feat at the age of knowing his destiny, was a gangster.

At noon, the sun is shining brightly.

The window was completely closed, but light still shone through the window paper and shone onto Uncle Liu.

Uncle Liu looked lazy and had no image at all, but his aura was such that Jianchen Jianchen could not take his eyes off him.

He shuddered and shook his head:

"What kind of monsters? Whether they are human or dragon, they are still my servants."

"There are always talented people in every generation, and so what if they lead the trend for hundreds of years? The most talented people are still to be seen today!"

Thinking like this,

The seventh generation head of the Matou family slid to his knees extremely smoothly.

He knelt at Uncle Liu's feet, without any sense of shame. He massaged Uncle Liu's legs while saying respectfully:
"Ancestor, please use your brain as the founding emperor to pass on the wisdom of your useless descendants, so that your descendants can die peacefully and happily."

As he spoke, Jianchen Jiantong stared at Uncle Liu's face.

I moved my ears slightly, afraid that I would not be able to hear Uncle Liu's valuable life experience.

Uncle Liu glanced at his well-behaved Master, holding a book in one hand and stroking his beautiful beard with the other, shaking his head and saying:
"Listen carefully, I will teach you wisdom next."

"Uh-huh."

Jianchen Matou nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

"listen."

As if he was about to say something important, Uncle Liu's face became serious and he reminded Jian Tong Jianchen once again.

"Yeah, I'm listening, ancestor."

Jianchen Matou once again affirmed his serious attitude.

See here,

Uncle Liu stroked his beautiful beard and nodded with satisfaction.
He chuckled and said:

"The insight of the world is knowledge, and the practice of human feelings is the article."

After saying this, Uncle Liu seemed very satisfied, and his hand stroking his beard became even lighter.

"..." Jian Tong Jianchen.

Silence is the bridge between two people's conversation.

Nima!

This old bastard thinks he hasn’t read Dream of the Red Chamber?
Or,
This old guy thinks he's funny?

If it weren't for his lack of strength, Jianchen Matou would let his rogue servant know why the flowers are so red today! "Ahem."

Let’s not talk about what he was thinking for now, on the surface, Jianchen Jianchen looked flattering.

"Ancestor, please stop joking with me and help your useless descendants!"

"Useless?"

Uncle Liu glanced at his Master with disdain:

"Which of my descendants is useless?"

"The useless descendants you are talking about are Emperor Wen of Han, Liu Heng, Emperor Wu of Han, Liu Che, or Emperor Guangwu of Han, Liu Xiu..."

Uncle Liu did not continue to list them one by one, but looked at Jianchen Matou with an amused expression.

The meaning on his face is self-evident - do you want your ancestors to continue listing them?

…Kenshin Matou was silent.

I can't refute it, I really can't refute it!
Countries are often destroyed because of their weakness, but the Han Dynasty alone perished because of its strength.

I really can't refute that.

"Alright kid."

After teasing his own master, Uncle Liu collapsed completely on the recliner, and Kenshin Matou could only hear his voice.

"Let's play two games of chess. If you win one, it will be like your ancestor gave you a Command Seal. You can ask me to do anything."

The voice that Uncle Liu hates,

at this point,
In the ears of Matou Kenshin,

Like the sound of nature!

"Really?" Jian Tong Jianchen was half-believing.

"Of course," Uncle Liu waved his hand and said generously, "Once a man has spoken, he should stick to his word!"

Jianchen Jianchen believed it for the time being.

"Please wait, I will go buy some chess pieces."

This is a lie.

As soon as Jianchen Jiantong went out, he opened the food delivery app and chose delivery.

joke!

Who is he, Jian Tong Jian Chen?

How could the seventh generation head of the Matou family stoop to running errands?

Of course, the most important thing is that he wanted to come out and breathe some fresh air.

The smell of Uncle Liu’s feet is really a bit... hard to describe.

Good times are hard to come by, and the young man quickly brought a chess set over. After sending him away, Jianchen Jianchen walked into the secret room resolutely.

Chess?

Uncle Liu has hit a wall. He, Jian Tong Jianchen, was a chess genius in his previous life!
Get started!
"..."

"For the first time, let the old man go first, there's no rush."

"..."

"The second time, I just didn't take it seriously, it's not a big deal."

"..."

"One, two, three, but not four! I'm serious!"

"........."

"It must be bad feng shui. Uncle Liu, you have been in the Han territory. There is a bonus. Change your position, change your position!"

"........."

"Why does it seem like I'm losing faster...?
"..."

Jianchen Jianchen looked embarrassed. He had lost five games in a row, and each time he lost was faster than the last.

I can't bear to deceive myself anymore.

Uncle Liu, there really is something.

"Is that so? How could the great Emperor Gaozu of Han be easily defeated?"

I completely forgot that I was secretly criticizing Uncle Liu's behavior not long ago.

Matou Kenshin lost the game.
Choose to comfort yourself by praising your opponent.

(End of this chapter)