Chapter 573
Story
Chapter 573 Story
On the bluestone road, one person was walking in front and the other was chasing behind.
"Xie Chengyu, do you know something?"
"Do not want to know."
"You have to know even if you don't want to know."
He Yun ran a few steps quickly and pressed Xie Zhifei's shoulders, "Master, I recognize you."
"But please don't."
Xie Zhifei opened his ghost claws and said, "I'm not interested in you."
He Yun pressed on again, so hard that Xie Zhifei had to turn around.
"I accept you as my brother. There are not many people in the world who can be my He Yun brother."
"so what?"
"You are honored."
Xie Zhifei was amused by his shameless look, "Yes, I am so honored, can you let go!"
"cannot!"
He Yun became even more shameless, "Wherever you go today, I will follow you."
roll!
Third Master, I can’t let you follow!
"He Wenyu, can you do something serious?"
Xie Zhifei's expression darkened and his tone became stern.
"Hurry back and tell your father everything that happened just now. If there is really a memorial from him at the Yushitai tomorrow, you and your son can still think of your words tonight."
He Yun knew that this was absolutely true, but he felt very unhappy about it.
Reluctant.
The way this man protected him just now really touched his heart. Even now, his heart is still pounding!
"Where are you going now? I'll come back to you."
Xie Zhifei was in a hurry to get to the Haohan Building and had no time to talk nonsense with him.
"What are you looking for? I'll be on patrol tonight."
"I'll be with you!"
Xie Zhifei had a big head and said smoothly: "Ancestor, please spare me!"
ancestors?
He called me ancestor?
He Yun's soul flew out and flew up to the nine heavens. It took a long time for his dull eyes to turn around.
Back to life.
When he raised his head, he was stunned: "Where are we? Where is I, Chengyu?"
"Master, Third Master left early, let's go back too!"
I want to go back.
Go back and complain to your father first, saying that his precious son has been bullied!
Zhao Yixian, I will write down this account today.
The road is long, let's walk back and see.
……
As the name suggests, Haohan Tower is a place where heroes eat and drink. All the generals from the Four Nine Cities like to come here.
As soon as Xie Zhifei entered the door, he saw Zhang Kui waiting at the door.
"Thank you, sir, please!"
The private room was on the third floor. Bu Liu was dressed in ordinary clothes and was already drinking tea.
There are eight dishes and two jars of wine on the table.
Xie Zhifei walked over and said with a smile: "It seems that General Bu feels sorry for me."
Bu Liu put down the tea cup: "How do you say this?"
"I only have the capacity for a jar of wine."
Bu Liu pointed to the ground, where six altars were arranged neatly.
Xie Zhifei lifted his robe and sat down: "It seems that General Bu just wants me to die drunk here."
Bu Liu glanced at Zhang Kui.
Zhang Kui retreated to the outside and gently closed the door.
Bu Liu put down the tea cup, "Stop talking nonsense, just say whether you want to drink it or not!"
"Before you drink..."
"Disciples from aristocratic families like you just like to chatter and don't do anything at all..."
why no?
Bu Liu couldn't say any more.
A piece of blue cloth appeared in front of him.
Bu Liu's pupils shrank.
When he threw the little beast to Beisi, the little beast was wearing a blue robe.
This trip to Beijing, apart from staying drunk with Mr. Xie, was also for the purpose of asking about the little beast.
He originally planned to drink for three rounds before speaking, but he never thought that Xie Zhifei would just throw a piece of cloth over. "The man is still alive. He has three meals a day and two court appearances. Nothing has been dug up yet, so the Jin Yiwei is still digging deeper."
Xie Zhifei dipped his fingers into some tea and wrote the word "six" on the table.
"Someone is trying to seduce this guy."
Six is his step six.
Xu Nian'an was Bu Liu's adopted son. Even though he was offered a confession the next day, he was still targeted by some people.
Bu Liu secretly said that it was not good.
That's exactly what he was worried about.
Xie Zhifei picked up a jar of wine, poured out two bowls, picked up one of the bowls, and drank it first.
"After drinking, General Bu will think that what I say below is just drunken talk. You can listen to your drunken words, but you can't listen to them."
Bu Liu looked at him doubtfully.
"I wonder if General Bu has ever heard of the eighteen tortures of the Jin Yiwei?"
Xie Zhifei: "I have seen that every one of them makes life worse than death, even bones made of iron are of no use.
The reason why he didn't suffer any hardship in there was all because of the eighty sticks as a cushion. The people in Bei Division were afraid of killing people, so they restrained their attacks.But there will always be a day when I can't restrain myself. "
"Go on!"
"It stands to reason that with his background as a soldier, he should be a man, and with my people secretly helping him, he can get through it."
Xie Zhifei changed the subject: "I'm just afraid that he's not a man."
Bu Liu's heart suddenly lifted.
"Once people are greedy for life and afraid of death, and in order to survive, they will sometimes say things that go against their will."
Xie Zhifei moved his face closer and looked directly into Bu Liu's eyes.
"Especially when you are tempted by someone with intentions, or when you are promised some benefits."
Bu Liu looked at his reflection in Xie Zhifei's pupils. After a moment of silence, he stuffed the green cloth into his sleeve and picked up the bowl.
"Thank you brother, how about a drink?"
"it is good!"
The bowls touched together, the two of them raised their necks, the strong alcohol flowed down their throats, and their stomachs felt like fire.
After finishing three bowls in a row, Xie Zhifei felt a little dizzy and hurriedly waved his hands and said:
"You can't drink so hard. You have to eat something to cushion yourself. Otherwise, this cup will knock me down."
"You eat, how about I tell you a story?"
"I love listening to stories the most."
"In the third year of Yonghe, the emperor sent General Zheng Yu to send troops to pacify Daqi..."
People who lead soldiers in war tell stories crisply and neatly in just four words.
The story is simple.
Bu Liu, who lived in the third year of Yonghe, was a soldier in the Zheng family army with only three years of military service.
He has a sworn brother named Xu An.
When attacking the Daqi Palace, they encountered a wave of archers.
When a long arrow shot towards Bu Liu, Xu An rushed over and ate the arrow himself.
Before Xu An died, he entrusted Bu Liu with his wife, children, and children.
Xu Nian'an is Xu An's only son.
Bu Liu not only accepted Xu Nian'an as his adopted son, but also took all the Xu family members into his home to raise.
Xu An's parents passed away within a few years.
Xu An's wife did not remarry and lived with her son.
"Widow mothers dote on me, and the little beast is spoiled by his mother. Every time I want to teach him a lesson, his mother brings up his biological father."
There was indescribable pain on Bu Liu's face.
"I can't whip the whip in my hand no matter what."
Xie Zhifei recalled Xu Nianan's arrogant words to Bu Liu in Yusheng Tower, frowned and asked:
"Has the general ever married a wife and had children?"
"One wife and two children."
"Who is in charge of the family?"
"Send your wife to your wife."
"How is the relationship between Fa's wife and Xu Nian'an's mother?"
Speaking of this, Bu Liu was exhausted mentally and physically, and was miserable. He drank two bowls of wine in one go before he said:
"At first, my adopted brother's parents wanted to give Nian'an's mother to me, but I didn't agree."
"Why didn't you agree?"
"There is someone I like in my heart."
(End of this chapter)
On the bluestone road, one person was walking in front and the other was chasing behind.
"Xie Chengyu, do you know something?"
"Do not want to know."
"You have to know even if you don't want to know."
He Yun ran a few steps quickly and pressed Xie Zhifei's shoulders, "Master, I recognize you."
"But please don't."
Xie Zhifei opened his ghost claws and said, "I'm not interested in you."
He Yun pressed on again, so hard that Xie Zhifei had to turn around.
"I accept you as my brother. There are not many people in the world who can be my He Yun brother."
"so what?"
"You are honored."
Xie Zhifei was amused by his shameless look, "Yes, I am so honored, can you let go!"
"cannot!"
He Yun became even more shameless, "Wherever you go today, I will follow you."
roll!
Third Master, I can’t let you follow!
"He Wenyu, can you do something serious?"
Xie Zhifei's expression darkened and his tone became stern.
"Hurry back and tell your father everything that happened just now. If there is really a memorial from him at the Yushitai tomorrow, you and your son can still think of your words tonight."
He Yun knew that this was absolutely true, but he felt very unhappy about it.
Reluctant.
The way this man protected him just now really touched his heart. Even now, his heart is still pounding!
"Where are you going now? I'll come back to you."
Xie Zhifei was in a hurry to get to the Haohan Building and had no time to talk nonsense with him.
"What are you looking for? I'll be on patrol tonight."
"I'll be with you!"
Xie Zhifei had a big head and said smoothly: "Ancestor, please spare me!"
ancestors?
He called me ancestor?
He Yun's soul flew out and flew up to the nine heavens. It took a long time for his dull eyes to turn around.
Back to life.
When he raised his head, he was stunned: "Where are we? Where is I, Chengyu?"
"Master, Third Master left early, let's go back too!"
I want to go back.
Go back and complain to your father first, saying that his precious son has been bullied!
Zhao Yixian, I will write down this account today.
The road is long, let's walk back and see.
……
As the name suggests, Haohan Tower is a place where heroes eat and drink. All the generals from the Four Nine Cities like to come here.
As soon as Xie Zhifei entered the door, he saw Zhang Kui waiting at the door.
"Thank you, sir, please!"
The private room was on the third floor. Bu Liu was dressed in ordinary clothes and was already drinking tea.
There are eight dishes and two jars of wine on the table.
Xie Zhifei walked over and said with a smile: "It seems that General Bu feels sorry for me."
Bu Liu put down the tea cup: "How do you say this?"
"I only have the capacity for a jar of wine."
Bu Liu pointed to the ground, where six altars were arranged neatly.
Xie Zhifei lifted his robe and sat down: "It seems that General Bu just wants me to die drunk here."
Bu Liu glanced at Zhang Kui.
Zhang Kui retreated to the outside and gently closed the door.
Bu Liu put down the tea cup, "Stop talking nonsense, just say whether you want to drink it or not!"
"Before you drink..."
"Disciples from aristocratic families like you just like to chatter and don't do anything at all..."
why no?
Bu Liu couldn't say any more.
A piece of blue cloth appeared in front of him.
Bu Liu's pupils shrank.
When he threw the little beast to Beisi, the little beast was wearing a blue robe.
This trip to Beijing, apart from staying drunk with Mr. Xie, was also for the purpose of asking about the little beast.
He originally planned to drink for three rounds before speaking, but he never thought that Xie Zhifei would just throw a piece of cloth over. "The man is still alive. He has three meals a day and two court appearances. Nothing has been dug up yet, so the Jin Yiwei is still digging deeper."
Xie Zhifei dipped his fingers into some tea and wrote the word "six" on the table.
"Someone is trying to seduce this guy."
Six is his step six.
Xu Nian'an was Bu Liu's adopted son. Even though he was offered a confession the next day, he was still targeted by some people.
Bu Liu secretly said that it was not good.
That's exactly what he was worried about.
Xie Zhifei picked up a jar of wine, poured out two bowls, picked up one of the bowls, and drank it first.
"After drinking, General Bu will think that what I say below is just drunken talk. You can listen to your drunken words, but you can't listen to them."
Bu Liu looked at him doubtfully.
"I wonder if General Bu has ever heard of the eighteen tortures of the Jin Yiwei?"
Xie Zhifei: "I have seen that every one of them makes life worse than death, even bones made of iron are of no use.
The reason why he didn't suffer any hardship in there was all because of the eighty sticks as a cushion. The people in Bei Division were afraid of killing people, so they restrained their attacks.But there will always be a day when I can't restrain myself. "
"Go on!"
"It stands to reason that with his background as a soldier, he should be a man, and with my people secretly helping him, he can get through it."
Xie Zhifei changed the subject: "I'm just afraid that he's not a man."
Bu Liu's heart suddenly lifted.
"Once people are greedy for life and afraid of death, and in order to survive, they will sometimes say things that go against their will."
Xie Zhifei moved his face closer and looked directly into Bu Liu's eyes.
"Especially when you are tempted by someone with intentions, or when you are promised some benefits."
Bu Liu looked at his reflection in Xie Zhifei's pupils. After a moment of silence, he stuffed the green cloth into his sleeve and picked up the bowl.
"Thank you brother, how about a drink?"
"it is good!"
The bowls touched together, the two of them raised their necks, the strong alcohol flowed down their throats, and their stomachs felt like fire.
After finishing three bowls in a row, Xie Zhifei felt a little dizzy and hurriedly waved his hands and said:
"You can't drink so hard. You have to eat something to cushion yourself. Otherwise, this cup will knock me down."
"You eat, how about I tell you a story?"
"I love listening to stories the most."
"In the third year of Yonghe, the emperor sent General Zheng Yu to send troops to pacify Daqi..."
People who lead soldiers in war tell stories crisply and neatly in just four words.
The story is simple.
Bu Liu, who lived in the third year of Yonghe, was a soldier in the Zheng family army with only three years of military service.
He has a sworn brother named Xu An.
When attacking the Daqi Palace, they encountered a wave of archers.
When a long arrow shot towards Bu Liu, Xu An rushed over and ate the arrow himself.
Before Xu An died, he entrusted Bu Liu with his wife, children, and children.
Xu Nian'an is Xu An's only son.
Bu Liu not only accepted Xu Nian'an as his adopted son, but also took all the Xu family members into his home to raise.
Xu An's parents passed away within a few years.
Xu An's wife did not remarry and lived with her son.
"Widow mothers dote on me, and the little beast is spoiled by his mother. Every time I want to teach him a lesson, his mother brings up his biological father."
There was indescribable pain on Bu Liu's face.
"I can't whip the whip in my hand no matter what."
Xie Zhifei recalled Xu Nianan's arrogant words to Bu Liu in Yusheng Tower, frowned and asked:
"Has the general ever married a wife and had children?"
"One wife and two children."
"Who is in charge of the family?"
"Send your wife to your wife."
"How is the relationship between Fa's wife and Xu Nian'an's mother?"
Speaking of this, Bu Liu was exhausted mentally and physically, and was miserable. He drank two bowls of wine in one go before he said:
"At first, my adopted brother's parents wanted to give Nian'an's mother to me, but I didn't agree."
"Why didn't you agree?"
"There is someone I like in my heart."
(End of this chapter)