Zhang Liang, Zi Fang, was born in 221 BC. Zhang Liang's grandfather served as Prime Minister for the three generations of Han king. Zhang Liang's father Zhang Ping was first a famous official who served Huiwang, the king of the late Han Dynasty. After the death of Han Hui Wang, Han an, his son, succeeded to the throne, and Zhang Ping still tried his best to assist him. However, Han an was a Dou who couldn't help him. Zhang Ping finally devoted himself to fighting against Qin. After Zhang Ping died, Han died in 230 BC.
When the country broke and his family died, young Zhang Liang began to hide his name. He studied in the daytime and practiced sword in the evening, expecting revenge. Later, he made a desperate move and found a killer organization, Canghai gang., A lot of money. His request is very simple, is to let Canghai Gang to kill a person - Qin Shihuang Ying Zheng.
Later, during the tour of the first emperor of Qin, Zhang Liang chose to invite assassins with a lot of money to carry out the desperate assassination, but failed. Fortunately, Zhang Liang left in time and was not caught. Later, Qin Shihuang ordered a heavy reward for the murderer. Zhang Liang had no way to go, so he had to hide in the name of xiapi.
In xiapi, Zhang Liang soon ushered in a new turn of life, because he met an expert here..
One day, Zhang Liangxian went to a bridge. While he was pondering over the current situation, an old man with crane hair and childlike face came up to him and deliberately threw a pair of shoes under the bridge. Then he said to Zhang Liang, "young man, pick up my shoes."
Zhang Liang instinctively wanted to refuse, but when he looked up and saw the old man with white hair, he felt compassion, so he helped to pick up the shoes. However, instead of thanking him, the old man went further and said, "young man, put them on for me!"
Zhang Liang simply does good things to the end, so he squats down and puts on his shoes for the old man.
The old man nodded to Zhang Liang, and then said something very implicit: "come here at dawn five days later and wait for me."
Zhang Liang was not supposed to be the same thing, but driven by curiosity, he really came to the appointment five days later. But he never thought that this appointment was successful only after three times.
The first time, when Zhang Liang went to the bridge, the old man had been waiting for him for a long time.
"It's impolite of you to let an old man wait for you here for a long time." The old man told Zhang Liang a lesson, then left behind the sentence "meet me again in five days" and walked away.
The second time, Zhang Liang just arrived at the bridge. But looking up, the old man was on the bridge again. The old man angrily scolded Zhang Liang again, and left with the sentence "come to see me in five days".
The third time, Zhang Liang came to the bridge to wait in the middle of the night. The old man appeared on the bridge at dawn and was very satisfied with Zhang Liang. He nodded and said, "it's almost the same!" So he gave him the mysterious gift, a burden. It is said that there is a marvelous book in this package, the art of war of Taigong.
Taigong's art of war, also known as Taigong LiuTao, is the art of war part of Taigong, a famous Taoist book in the pre Qin period. His content is rich and extensive, involving many aspects of military, such as the concept of war, military construction, strategy and tactics. He is broad and profound, profound in thought, meticulous and rigorous in logic. Through the dialogue between King Wen and King Wu of Zhou and LV Wang, he discusses the theories and principles of governing the country, the army and guiding the war, which has a great influence on the military thoughts of future generations, It is known as the ancestor of strategists.
It is said that this book was written by Jiang Taigong. Zhang Liang got the book, which is equivalent to the true biography of Jiang Taigong. Later, during his "latent" period, he devoted himself to study and appreciate its true meaning, which laid a solid foundation for later assisting Liu Bang to lay the world.
