Controlling mountains and rivers since the Warring States Period

Chapter 284: The Fourth Year of Han

When Ying Pijiang and his companions arrived in Xinxia,
He Bo has already returned to the Central Plains by riding the river.

He first went back to the underworld to check the situation.

After all, starting from the first year of Fusu's accession to the throne,
There was chaos in the world of the living, and people were killing each other everywhere.

The newly dead ghosts reproduce faster than the ghosts who give birth to one nest after another. Every day they fall from the world of the living and fill the cities of the underworld.

Until now,

The Chu-Han contention also began.

This means that the war has entered a new stage, which is more intense than before.

Ximen Bao and his colleagues are so busy every day that they no longer pretend to be human beings. They just float around like dead ghosts to save time running around and delivering various documents.

He Bo was in charge of taking a nap in the hall, and when he woke up, he would grab the food in front of him and eat it.
After eating and drinking, I feel restless and want to move.
He walked over leisurely with his hands behind his back, gave a thumbs up to the ghost officials who were so busy that they didn't even bother to straighten their hats, rolled up their sleeves and worked hard, and gave the voice of encouragement from a leader:
"come on!"

"Your task is still very difficult!"

Seeing this, Fusu, the second emperor of Qin who was captured and used as an ox and horse, couldn't help but sigh, "It's really good to be a ghost or a god!"

How can we be like them?
Hard work during life,

Even after death, you have to continue to grind the mill.

Even if it's a good-tempered ghost,

I am about to collapse before this mountain of literature and sea of books.

He Bo just thought that Fusu was truly envious, and not being sarcastic to him.

He also asked the other party, "Where is your father?"

The first emperor,
But he would never go to bed without finishing his documents. After unifying the country, he treated his harem as a decoration for many years, and he never had any children.
At such times,
Such people are needed to assist ghosts and gods and handle the affairs of the underworld!
How can you relax your demands on yourself just because you are going to die?
Fusu said, "Father and his friends went to visit the hell."

After Xianyang City was destroyed by Xiang Yu and all the clan members who stayed in Yong City were slaughtered, the Qin monarchs would go to hell from time to time, and based on their own experience, they would point fingers at hell and evaluate which one was more suitable for Xiang Yu.

In the matter of rewarding good and punishing evil,
He Bo is very fair and never gives preferential treatment to any dead person because of personal feelings.

Deserve to go to hell,

Everyone has been in.

It's just people like Wu'an Jun and the First Emperor.
Their achievements during their lifetime were equally outstanding and were destined to go down in history and be praised and debated by future generations, so after this trip in and out, they quickly recovered their strength.

at the moment,

They even had the mood to discuss what would be the fate of some people who were destined to die.

"I see!"

He Bo recalled the way the Qin kings beat their chests and stamped their feet when Xianyang was burned, and he also understood that they were comforting themselves in this way.

"Then you should bear more responsibility, since you are the junior and young!"

The ghosts and gods gave up the idea of capturing those Qin kings who were known for their diligence and using them as slaves. They just patted Fusu on the shoulder and spoke encouragingly.

then,

He went to take stock of the recent records of historians.

Such a major event as the change of dynasty,
No detail can be overlooked.

Moreover, when the city of Xianyang was burned, He Bo specifically ordered the dead ghosts to move out all the books that the Qin State had collected over hundreds of years, and preserved those precious manuscripts in his own treasure house.

"This way, my Nine Cauldrons can have more treasures of the same level to accompany them!"

then,

The ghost was stroking a tortoise shell engraved with words and spoke happily.

His collections have always been classified.
Put the treasures in one place, and the common things in another.
They won't be piled together randomly.

Upon hearing this, King Zhao of Qin, Ying Ji, exhaled, "It's obviously my Nine Cauldrons!"

After receiving the destiny of "Longevity and Prosperity",
Ying Ji did not give up the Nine Cauldrons directly, but still secretly ordered people to salvage them. As a result, nothing was found after many years.

It turned out that it was stolen by ghosts!
He Bo completely ignored his accusation and continued to say happily, "Anyway, it fell into the river, it's all mine!"

As a result, Yingji breathed out even more violently, and even his brother and father could hardly stop him.

After admiring his own treasure house and touring the underworld,

He Bo had nothing to do so he ran to the world of the living to look for friends he knew.

quickly,

He found Liu Yan.

"Old Liu!"

"I haven't seen you for a few years. How did you become like this?"

In the exclusive cell provided by Xiang Yu,

The elderly Liu Yan was also doing nothing. He was huddled in a corner, pulling out a few straw mats from under him and making straw sandals to pass the time. When he suddenly heard a familiar voice,
Liu Yan shuddered.
It felt like seeing a ghost in the daytime.

Then he looked up and saw,
Then he saw half of He Bo's body passing through the wall, staring at him.

Old Liu's eyes rolled back and he fainted immediately.

……

"So you're dead?"

When Old Man Liu was awakened by He Bo's "slap of friendship", he immediately asked He Bo this question.

then,

Without waiting for He Bo to reply, he started asking and answering his own questions.

"Right!"

"The world is in such a mess, so many people have died...it's normal for you to get into trouble!"

Then he sighed, "Oh, I might die in two days."

"No wonder I can see your ghost now."

He must be here to pick up this old friend of mine.

He Bo squatted beside him silently, watching the old man talking to himself, and thought to himself:
They're all in jail.

He still looked emotionally stable.

It turned out to be Capybara in the form of a spirit!
He didn't explain much, but just asked the other party, "How does it feel to be in prison?"

"That's it."

Liu Yan sighed again and said, "There is food, but I don't know when I will be stabbed."

Who made his third son offend the tyrant Xiang Yu?

it's good now,

The other party has captured his and the third brother’s wives and children, and will use them to vent their anger sooner or later!

"By the way, since you can pass through walls, why don't you go over to check on the third brother's wife and my two grandchildren? There's a wall between us, so I don't know how they are doing."

He Bo agreed, turned around and went to the next room, where he found Lu Zhi sleeping in the corner with her two children in her arms.

The mother and her two children all had their brows tightly furrowed, and it was obvious that they were sleeping very restlessly.

He Bo blew a breath on them.

The gentle breeze blew by, making the mother and her two children feel much more comfortable.

They struggled out of the nightmare and immersed themselves in the rare tranquility after being captured.

"It's ok, I'm sleeping now!"

The ghost who had done a good deed retracted his body and whispered to Liu Yan, "Don't wake anyone up. It's hard to sleep well in this place!"

Liu Yan nodded obediently and lowered his voice, "I know, I haven't slept well for several days."

"Are you worried about your safety?"

"That's not the case!" Liu Yan shook his head, "I've lived this long, it's enough!"

Just die when it’s time to die!

"There are fleas in this straw mat, and they keep me awake!"

The old man rolled up his sleeves, revealing marks all over his arms.

He Bo looked at it and felt that at this age, with insufficient blood and energy in the body, he had to feed fleas. "How pitiful!"

"Yeah!"

"This is more annoying than the bugs in the field!"

At this point, Liu Yan wanted to ask He Bo for a favor. "My family's fields have not been taken care of for a long time. Can you go and check if they are barren or occupied by someone?"

He Bo laughed at him, "Even in this situation, you are still thinking about your family's land!"

The old man lowered his head to weave the unfinished straw sandals, saying, "I have been farming all my life, where can I put them?"

"Ugh!"

"If I had known, I wouldn't have let the third child take the examination for the postmaster!"

He began to mutter and reminisce about his life:
"If he didn't take the test, he wouldn't be sent to escort the laborers."

"If you don't go to escort them, you won't rebel."

"If you don't rebel, you won't be the damned King of Han!"

"If he hadn't been the King of Han, I, as his father, wouldn't have been implicated by him and ended up in jail!"

(End of this chapter)