Three Kingdoms

Chapter 428: agreement

Chapter 428 Agreement

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

The wind blew the cloth covering the tent, the trees and grass, the clothes of the old man in black robe, and the white hair exposed beside his hood.

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

The palm is broad, the fingers are slender, the joints are prominent, and calluses of all sizes.

This is the hand that used to hold a writing brush. It was supposed to be delicate, fair, with hidden joints. Because of the needs of the family, it later became like this. Although it is not ugly, it is definitely not a beautiful hand.

Regret?

Maybe.

Do you regret it?

No.

Because this hand has held the strongest and purest wine bowl, pulled the most fragrant and tender cattle and sheep, pinched the most beautiful and tender woman, and held the hardest and sharpest sword.

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

The black-robed old man suddenly thought of an eagle he had survived when he was a child. He was taught by the barbarians at that time. He remembered that when he was still young, he was suffering from the same young eagle. Each eagle was crumbling and biting. Teeth struggling...

Did you win in the end?

I can’t remember, it seems like I won...

But now I suddenly feel that I am the eagle, and that hateful time has been tormenting me, turning me from a naive child to a heroic youth, and then to the present Such an old face.

He used to think that he would be a famous general, but he didn't expect that he had already turned gray before becoming a famous general.

The black-robed old man took a deep breath, straightened his waist, raised his head high, walked boldly along the road between the tents, and strode to the front of the big central tent...

The two barbarian guards standing at the door stretched out their hands to intercept them, but the old man in black glared at him and shouted angrily, "Get out!" Naturally, the barbarian guards refused, and stood desperately in front of the big tent, refusing to give way, and the two sides couldn't get over it.

Suddenly, a few nonsense came out of the tent, and the guards outside the tent stepped aside...

The old man in black robe lifted the curtain of the big tent, saw that Yu Fuluo and Huchuquan were both inside the big tent, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, it didn't mean that Fuluo greeted him, he went straight to sit on the mat beside him. Down.

Yu Fuluo glanced at Hu Chuquan.

Hu Chuquan understood, smiled, greeted the guards and served a plate of mutton to the black-robed old man, then poured a bowl of kumiss, and said, "Ah, what made our distinguished guest so angry?"

The eyes of the black-robed old man were like goshawks above the sky, staring at Yu Fuluo and Huchuquan sharply and viciously, causing Huchuquan's hand to pour the wine to pause slightly, and a few drops of hops splashed out of the bowl.

"Where is it?"

The old man in black robe said every word.

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

"No? What kind of seed? What does it look like?" Hu Chuquan acted stupid in matching clothes.

The black-robed old man let out a muffled snort, his voice was like rocks hitting each other on the top of a mountain, and said, "I never laugh."

"Very well, the plow is on the top," Yu Fuluo said, as light as the mountains and haze passing by, "We, the son of China, have never liked jokers."

The black-robed old man stared at Yu Fuluo closely, and his tone was as cold as ice remaining in the crevices on the top of the mountain: "In the Baibo Valley, if you don't let it go, how can you escape?"

Yu Fuluo gave a hand to cut the mutton, then continued to cut and stuffed a piece of mutton into his mouth. Obviously the taste was good, so he motioned for the old man in black to eat it.

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

Yu Fuluo didn't take it seriously, with mutton in his mouth, puffing his cheeks, he invited again, making it clear that if you don't eat, I won't talk.

The black-robed old man stalemate for a long time, finally touched the knife on the table, grabbed the lamb chops, cut a piece, and put it in his mouth.

In the past, the lamb chops were roasted from tender lamb, but this time the lamb chops were old lamb, and the heat was a bit overcooked. The meat was dry and hard. Although the lamb was full of fragrance, the texture of the meat was like Like strands of wood, they drilled between the teeth.

The old man in black robe didn't stop, nor did he pause because the meat was too old, he chewed a few mouthfuls and swallowed it, and then he knifed and stuffed it into his mouth until he ate the whole grilled lamb chop clean …

"Danglang".

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

"Your guest has a good appetite," Yu Fuluo said with a smile, "but our son of China has never had a big appetite, and besides... what the guest asked, we have also done it..."

"You waited for indulgence, Baiqi ran away calmly!"

"Ah, this is what your guest is talking about..." Yu Fuluo said with a chuckle, "Look, my honored guest, we have won this battle, right? This person also helped you to drive away, right? If you run away, you will run away." Now, is it that important?"

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

"Hey, promise, hehe, promise!"

Yu Fuluo gently placed the knife on the table, as gentle as soothing the skin of a beautiful woman, "At the beginning of the Emperor Han Dynasty, I will take seven thousand people to the expedition, and we have agreed that we will help put down the rebellion, food and grass The Han provided it, and then what?”

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

"Last spring, someone said that we had made an agreement, let us suppress the rebellion against Baibo, and then they would help us convey our wish to return home to Emperor Han, and then what?"

"Eight hundred of our people died in battle, and then the so-called communication has nothing to do with it..."

"This spring, someone said that we made an agreement, let us pretend to be Baibo, and then help us return to the royal court, and then what?"

"Our five hundred people died in battle, and where are we now...?"

"I would like to ask the honorable guest, which agreement are you talking about?"

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

The black-robed old man was silent, and 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 imperial court suddenly sent a new county guard, and many things couldn't be done for a while..."

"But it's different now. The imperial court has affairs of the imperial court. For the time being, it can't control Shangjun and Hedong. As long as the sheriff here dies, the entire area will belong to Shan Yu as before. and our meadows..."

"When the time comes, is Shanyu still worried that we won't abide by the rules? Does Shanyu still need to worry about such a large piece of land, without the strength and food to support Shanyu going north to the royal court?"

"Don't you believe that I have waited?"

Yu Fuluo said with a smile: "Of course I believe it, otherwise China's descendants wouldn't be here, right? Honorable guest, do you want another piece?"

The old man in black thanked him politely, and then took his leave.

Hu Chuquan was silent for a long time before saying in nonsense: "I still don't believe him..."

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

"...Because when he eats lamb chops, he is like Xubuguduhou. It is obviously very old meat, but he still pretends to be young and has a pair of good teeth. He can eat big mouthfuls. eat..."

The crime of obesity in the Three Kingdoms:

Not Dong Zhuo...

…

It was night when the wind and rain did not stop. Cao Song was sitting when he suddenly heard loud shouts from all around.

Cao De lifted his sword and saw it, and was stabbed to death.

After Cao Song hurriedly lured a concubine into the abbot, he wanted to walk over the wall...

The concubine is obese and can't go out...

Killed by the rebel army...

…

Then Cao Cao massacred Xuzhou...

…

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