The man was tall and strong, with well-defined muscles. Every step he took was firm and powerful, as if even the air was making way for him.
There was a bit of determination and indomitable spirit on his face. Although he was wearing coarse cloth, it could not conceal his heroic spirit. People could feel his extraordinary temperament at a glance.
This person was Xiang Yu. He originally lived with his grandfather in the Jiangdong area. Somehow, their identity as descendants of the Chu State was suddenly exposed.
Qin Shi Huang actually sent the Black Ice Guards to capture him and his grandfather. On the way to Xianyang City, he found an opportunity to escape by brute force, and happened to come to Shangjun along the official road.
Although Xiang Ji was a military man, he hated to see such acts of bullying the weak and running rampant in the countryside.
Seeing the old man suffer, Xiang Yu's heart was filled with a fire of justice. He shouted angrily, drew the sword from his waist, and frightened the bully and his men to retreat.
Xiang Yu's heroic behavior made Fusu's eyes light up. He didn't expect that there would be someone who was not afraid of power. There was such a brave and fearless person in this bustling city.
So Fusu decided to observe secretly to see what this warrior was capable of.
After several rounds, Xiang Yu defeated the bully and his men and made them flee in embarrassment.
Seeing this, the Qin people who were watching applauded and cheered, applauding Xiang Yu's heroic behavior.
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The old man was so moved that his eyes filled with tears. He stepped forward and held Xiang Yu's hand, saying gratefully: "Thank you for your help, otherwise I would have died here."
Xiang Yu smiled and patted the old man on the shoulder, saying, "Don't worry, old man, I'm here. I can't stand others bullying the weak."
Prince Fusu observed and nodded with a smile.
This man named Ji is really good, a rare talent. I don’t know whether he is willing to work for the Qin Dynasty.
As the two were talking, the old man, perhaps because he was too excited, suddenly twitched a few times, covered his chest and fell down.
The people who were originally watching gasped in shock and no one dared to step forward for fear of getting involved in unnecessary trouble. Even Xiang Yu's smile froze on his face.
He is a warrior and can't treat illnesses. Usually, if he has a headache or fever, it is my grandfather who can tell the fortune. My grandfather doesn't know why he came out today, so what should I do now?
The old man on the ground was groaning in pain, his face becoming paler and paler as paper.
Seeing this, Prince Fusu felt through his arms to make sure he had brought the things, and asked the person next to him for a string of Qin Banliang. After giving the order, he walked through the crowd and said in a gentle but firm voice: "Old man, don't worry, I'll help you right away."
Although his voice was not loud, it was full of power, as if it could penetrate the noise of the crowd and reach the old man's ears.
Then, Prince Fusu took out a pill and stuffed it into the old man's mouth.
Seeing that he fed the food without saying a word, Xiang Yu wanted to teach him a lesson, but when he saw that it was Yaowan, he held back what he was about to say.
"Uncle, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Xiang Yu's voice was deep and powerful, full of concern and anxiety. He stared at the old man's face, afraid to miss any subtle changes in his expression.
The old man opened his eyes with difficulty and looked at the two young men in front of him. There was a flash of surprise and gratitude in his eyes. He spoke with difficulty: "Thank you very much...both of you...benefactors...I...I just had a severe pain in my chest...it's an old problem."
Upon hearing this, Fusu immediately took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, poured out a pill and handed it to Xiang Yu. He explained: "This is the heart-saving pill I carry with me. It is very effective in relieving chest pain. You should give it to me quickly."
Xiang Yu took the pill and fed it to the old man.
Then, he gently patted the old man's back to help him breathe. The old man's face gradually regained its color and his breathing became much more stable.
"Old man, how do you feel?" Fusu asked with concern. His eyes stayed on the old man's face, afraid of missing any subtle changes.
The old man nodded slightly. Although his voice was still a little weak, he was able to clearly express his thoughts: "Much better... Thank you... both of you... benefactors... for saving my life..."
Fusu smiled and shook his head, saying, "You are too polite, old man. This is what we should do. Don't worry, we will stay here with you for a while. When you feel better, we will take you home."
Xiang Yu also agreed, "Yes, old man, you take a rest first. I'm here to guard, and those people won't dare to come."
The old man gradually recovered his spirit.
"Uncle, is there anyone else in your family?" Fusu asked with concern. He wanted to know if the uncle's family knew about his situation so that he could inform them in time.
"No more... My home is in the alley ahead..."
"The doctor is here." The man who was given money by Prince Fusu to hire someone came back with the doctor.
There are no medical clinics among the people, but there are places to get medicine.
This time, we had to go to the government office to invite a doctor.
Thinking of what happened between Madam Sun and the little girl last time, an idea flashed through Prince Fusu's mind.
Perhaps some clinics should be opened among the people, otherwise what would the people of the Great Qin do when they encounter something like today.
Of course, this matter needs careful planning, and the important thing is the present.
The old man’s house is indeed not far away, and it is just a few steps away.
Several people sent the old man over. On the way, Prince Fusu couldn't help but look at the people around him a few more times. The Qin family's tradition of poaching talents began again.
"This warrior has a strong step, strong martial arts, and a chivalrous heart. I admire him."
Fusu smiled and bowed, his voice gentle and magnetic, as if it could instantly bring people closer together.
Xiang Yu smiled heartily upon hearing this, and returned the greeting by bowing: "My name is Xiang Ji, may I know your name?"
His voice was deep and powerful, as if it could penetrate the noisy streets and reach people's hearts.
Prince Fusu was so shocked that he was almost speechless.
Who do you say you are?
Xiang Ji?
Fusu's smile froze on his face.
If he hadn't known who Xiang Ji was two days ago, it just so happened that he had just read the history of the Qin Dynasty and it was still fresh in his memory.
This Xiang Ji is Xiang Yu, the King of Western Chu.
His thoughts were only in a flash, and he quickly responded: "I am just a scholar, and my name is not worth mentioning. But seeing that the warrior is strong and muscular, I think he must be a hero, so I want to ask for your advice."
His tone was humble and sincere, which made people feel good about him.
Xiang Yu heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he showed a happy smile: "Oh? Ask me? This is rare, do you also want to learn martial arts?"
Unexpectedly, Prince Fusu shook his head and said mysteriously, "No, I am just a scholar, how can I be good at martial arts? It's just that the warrior is tall and must be very strong, unlike me who is weak and powerless."
"Hahaha, I'm Xiang Yu... Xiang Ji. I was born with great strength. It's this strength that makes me second to none and no one dares to claim first place."
Prince Fusu's words touched Xiang Yu's heart, and he almost said out his usual name.
In fact, as long as he doesn't call himself Xiang Yu, nothing will happen at the moment.
The Qin army captured Xiang Yu, so what does it have to do with Xiang Ji?
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