Three Kingdoms

Chapter 428 Promise

The wind on the loess land seems to be so dry, which makes people feel a little bored.

The wind was blowing the cloth covering the tent, blowing the trees and grass, blowing the clothes of the old man in black robe, and blowing the white hair exposed next to his hood.

The old man in black robe lowered his head and looked at his hands.

The palms are wide, the fingers are long, the joints are protruding, and there are calluses of various sizes.

This was the hand that once held a writing brush. It was supposed to be a delicate, white hand with the joints hidden, but due to the needs of the family, it later became like this. Although it can't be said to be ugly, it definitely can't be called a beautiful hand.

Regret?

perhaps.

Do you regret it?

No.

Because this hand has also held the strongest and purest wine bowls, pulled the most fragrant and tender cattle and sheep, pinched the most beautiful and softest women, and held the hardest and sharpest swords.

But these seemingly glorious things seem to lose their meaning in the face of time.

The old man in black robe suddenly remembered an eagle he had endured when he was a child. He was taught by the barbarians at that time. He remembered that when he was still young, he endured the same young eagle. Each eagle was shaking and biting. My teeth are sore...

Did you win in the end?

I can’t remember, it seems I won...

But now I suddenly feel that I am the eagle, and that hateful time has been suffering from me, turning me from a naive child into a heroic young man, and then made me become what I am now. Such an old face.

He once thought that he would be a famous general, but he didn't expect that he had already grown old before he became a famous general.

The old man in black robe took a deep breath, straightened his waist, raised his head high, walked proudly along the road between the tents, and strode to the front of the big tent in the center...

The two barbarian guards standing at the door stretched out their hands to intercept, but the old man in black robe glared at him and shouted angrily: "Get away!" The bodyguard of the old man in black robe stepped forward and tried to pull the two guards away. , the barbarian guards naturally refused. They stood in front of the big tent door and refused to give in. The two sides couldn't fight each other.

Suddenly a few nonsense words came from inside the tent, and the guards outside the tent stepped aside a little...

The old man in black robe lifted the curtain of the big tent and saw that Yu Fuluo and Hu Chuquan were both inside the tent. He couldn't help but snorted coldly, and instead of saying hello to Fu Luo, he went straight to sit on the mat aside. Down.

Yu Fuluo glanced at Huchuquan.

Huchuquan understood, laughed, called the guards and served a plate of mutton to the old man in black robes, then poured a bowl of kumiss and said, "Ah, what makes our distinguished guest so angry?"

The black-robed old man's eyes were like goshawks in the sky, staring sharply and fiercely at Yu Fuluo and Hu Chuquan, which made Hu Chuquan's hand when pouring wine pause for a moment, and a few drops of hops splashed out of the bowl.

"Why let it go?"

The old man in black robe said word by word.

Yu Fuluo blinked, shook his neck, turned to Huchuquan, and said with a smile: "What kind of seeds? King Youxian, what kind of seeds did you take from your distinguished guest?"

"No? What kind of seeds are they? What do they look like?" Hu Chuquan cooperated and pretended to be stupid.

The old man in black robe snorted, his sound like rocks on the top of the mountain knocking against each other, and said, "I never smile."

"Very good, put the plow on top," Yu Fuluo said, as briskly as the passing mountains. "We, the sons of China, never like people who joke."

The old man in black robe stared closely at Yu Fuluo, and his tone was as cold as the ice remaining in the cracks of the rocks on the top of the mountain: "In the Baibo Valley, how can you escape without your control?"

Yu Fuluo paused while cutting the mutton, then continued to cut it, and stuffed a piece of mutton into his mouth. It obviously tasted good, so he motioned to the old man in black robe to eat it and see.

The old man in black robe stared at Yu Fuluo and refused to eat.

Yu Fuluo didn't take it seriously. He put mutton in his mouth, puffed out his cheeks, and invited again, making it clear that if you don't eat, I won't talk.

The old man in black robe was in a stalemate for a long time, and finally touched the knife on the table, grabbed the mutton chop, cut a piece, and put it into his mouth.

In the past, the lamb chops were roasted from tender lambs, but this time the lamb chops were from old lambs, and the heat was a bit too high. The meat was dry and hard. Although the lamb was full of flavor when you bite it, the texture of the meat was like Each piece of wood thread is drilled into the gap between the teeth.

The old man in black robe didn't stop, nor did he pause because the meat was stuffing his teeth. He chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it. Then he stuffed the whole grilled lamb chop into his mouth piece by piece. …

"Clang".

The old man in black robe threw the mutton bones and the knife into the plate, and then stared silently, waiting for Yu Fuluo's answer.

"The distinguished guest has a good appetite," Yu Fuluo said with a smile, "but we, the sons of China, have never had a big appetite. Besides... we have done everything the distinguished guest asked for..."

"You intend to indulge, Baiqi can escape calmly!"

"Ah, this is what the distinguished guest is talking about..." Yu Fuluo chuckled and said, "Dear guest, you see, we won this battle, right? This man also helped the distinguished guest to drive away, right? He can escape. Is it that important to escape?”

"You didn't follow the agreement!" The old man in black robe pointed at Yu Fuluo and yelled angrily.

"Hehe, it's a promise, hehe, it's a promise!"

Yu Fuluo gently placed the knife on the table, as gently as if it were soothing the beauty's skin, "When the Emperor of the Han Dynasty ordered us to go to war with seven thousand people, we agreed that we would help put down the rebellion, and provide food and grass. The Han people provide it, and then what?”

"Two thousand of our people died in the battle, and then no one provided us with food and grass..."

"Last spring, someone said it was agreed that we would put down Bai Bo's rebellion, and then they would help us convey our wish to return home to the Emperor of Han. What next?"

"Eight hundred of our people died in the battle, and then the so-called communication has no further meaning..."

"This spring, someone said it was agreed that we would pretend to be Bai Bo and then help us return to the royal court. What next?"

"Five hundred of our people died in the battle, and then...where are we now?"

"I would like to ask your distinguished guest, which agreement are you talking about?"

Yu Fuluo didn't yell, but his calm tone made people feel the anger contained in it, like the rolling magma under the earth's crust.

The old man in black robe was silent. After a long time, he changed his tone and said: "Shan Yu, it's not that we didn't abide by the agreement, but that the court suddenly sent a new county guard, and many things couldn't be done at the moment..."

"But it's different now. The imperial court has court affairs now, and it can't control Shangjun and Hedong for the time being. As long as the governor here dies, then this entire area will belong to Shan Yu as before. and our pastures…”

"Will the Chanyu still be worried that we will not abide by the rules? Does the Chanyu still need to worry about such a large land without the strength and food to support the Chanyu in going north to the royal court?"

"Don't you believe that I waited?"

Yu Fuluo smiled and said: "Of course I believe it, otherwise the descendants of Chi Na wouldn't be here, right? Let me see if you want another piece, please?"

The old man in black robe politely thanked him and then left.

Hu Chuquan spent a long time in silence before saying in nonsense: "I still don't believe him..."

"Oh? Why?" Yu Fuluo also asked in nonsense.

"...Because when he eats mutton chops, he is like Xubu Guduhou. It is obviously very old meat and very chewy, but he still pretends to be young and has a pair of good teeth, so he can take big mouthfuls. Eat..."

The evils of obesity in the Three Kingdoms:

Not Dong Zhuo...

…

It was a stormy night and Cao Song was sitting when he suddenly heard loud shouts from all around.

Cao De took a look with his sword and was stabbed to death.

Cao Song hurriedly lured a concubine into the abbot's house and wanted to escape over the wall...

I’m fat and can’t go out...

Killed by the rebels...

…

Then Cao Cao massacred Xuzhou...

…

In fact, this was not a murder caused by an obese woman...