A corner of Huaiyin City, far away from the main road, was surrounded by passers-by, and Xiao Lu, who liked the excitement, finally squeezed in and saw the situation inside.

But on one side of the conflict was a tall young man with a sword, who was in sound shape, his hair was neatly tied, but he was dressed in a cover, and the straw sandals on his feet were also tattered, like a beggar.

On the other side is a young man covered in oil, looking at the two pairs of meat cases behind him, there are three or five skinned dogs hanging, which should be a slaughtering teenager.

The two of them confronted each other, the young man in Tuzhong was open-chested and exposed, holding a boning knife, with fierce eyes, while the young man in the mask at the other end was holding the sword and was silent.

"What happened?"

The efficiency of the Qin officials was still high, and the city officials arrived as soon as possible, and when they came in with a frown, someone immediately responded: "City Peng, it was Han Xin who came to beg for water to eat again, Xu Tu's son didn't let him, and the two had a quarrel." ”

The slaughtering young man immediately threw away the knife and said with a smile: "Superior, it was Han Xin who came to my house again to beg for water to eat, and I am negotiating the price with him, don't worry, it will be fine!" ”

"I see."

The city official glanced coldly at the unemployed young man with a very bad reputation in Huaiyin, and regardless of his eyes full of help, he actually said: "It seems that there is nothing wrong, the second and third sons, they are all scattered!" ”

After that, the city official ignored the conflict in front of him and walked away.

Xiao Lu Daqi, how can there be such an official? You know, private fights are illegal, and asked others in a low voice, but others laughed:

"Hugh said that he was a city official, and we have long wanted to see that Han Xin unlucky, this person who has no line to do it owes someone to clean up!"

At this time, Han Xin wanted to walk around from the side, but was blocked by the butcher boy again.

"Xu Tu, what do you want?"

Han Xin was short of energy when he spoke, as if he had been hungry for a long time and had no strength.

The butcher boy crossed his hands on his hips and said loudly:

"Without him, I just can't get used to seeing you swaggering through the market all day long, and you come to my house to find water to cook, dog intestines are good things, you have no line, you only deserve to eat the contents of the intestines!"

The crowd laughed.

He spoke ugly, but Han Xin was not angry, nodded and said, "Since you don't want to give it, I'll go, and I won't come again." ”

But the butcher boy still didn't let him, his eyes stared at the sword in Han Xin's hand, and a contemptuous smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Han Xin, in the past half a month, you have also picked up a lot of my family's water, zero and zero, when Qian Baiwen, I see that the broken sword you hold all day is worth this price, if you want to go, leave the sword, I should forget about the past, and I can give you a pair of dog intestines today."

Han Xin was hungry, but he still held the sword in his hand and had a resolute attitude: "Don't deceive people too much!" ”

"Naigong is going to deceive you today, what can you do?"

The butcher boy sneered: "Although you are tall, like to carry a sword and a sword, and pretend to be a light man, but you are only a coward, have you ever used this sword to kill someone?" ”

Han Xin didn't say a word, and wanted to leave again, but he was grabbed by the strong butcher boy, and when he pushed back, Han Xin stumbled back into the corner with angry eyes.

He was no match for teenagers at all.

"In this way, I don't want your sword anymore, if you want to go today, there are only two ways."

The butcher boy took a step forward, patted his exposed chest and said, "If you can kill me, stab me with a sword, and if I die, the road will naturally be let out; If you can't kill it, come, crawl under my crotch! ”

Xiao Lu shook his head while watching, isn't this obviously insulting, but the Huaiyin people next to him were very excited, and some people even coaxed:

"Kill him!"

"Han Xin, you're still not a man!"

That Han Xin's eyes were like a beast trapped in a desperate road, and his hand was tightly gripping the sword, as if the next moment, he would draw his sword and rush towards the dog slaughtering boy!

But in the end, he still lowered his head and squeezed out two words:

"I drill ......"

For a moment, all voices were mute.

In the smug smile of the butcher boy, under the gaze of hundreds of township parties, Han Xin, who is tall, lay on the ground like this, landed on his knees, pouted his buttocks, lifted his clothes towards the young man, and crawled under his wide open crotch!

Xiao Lu was also very surprised, he thought that Han Xin would draw his sword and stab the butcher to death the moment before he got in, and there was a brawl in the market, which often happened.

However, no, although Han Xin's face was bruised and his lips were about to be bitten and bleeding, he hesitated again and again, and still obediently crawled under his crotch......

After he drilled through his crotch, when he looked up, he saw hundreds of eyes, like a hundred arrows, piercing his bleeding heart.

The gaze is no longer looking at a person walking upright, but at a dog.

Han Xin just got up silently, patted the dust off his body, as if he could forget Fang Cai's humiliation, and picked up the sword on the ground, as if it was his only remaining dignity.

But just as Han Xin was about to leave, a bloody dog intestine was thrown on his head from behind.

"It's a good drill, Naigong is happy, take it."

The butcher boy leaned against the butcher shop and said with a smile: "Han Xin, you really only deserve to eat!" ”

……

"The inchworm bends in order to seek faith; The sting of the dragon and snake, in order to survive! ”

Han Xin didn't ask for the dog's intestines, and threw down such a sentence, as if to defend himself, and when he saw that no one understood, he left weakly.

"This Han Xin is really a puddle of mud."

The people in Huaiyin shook their heads and dispersed one after another, not knowing whether they were completely disappointed in Han Xin, or regretted that they didn't see the bloody scene on the street.

Xiao Lu also felt that it was quite boring, if he was Han Xin, he would definitely kill the dog slaughter boy with a sword, even if he couldn't beat him, he would not suffer this great shame.

turned around boredly, but saw Xiao He standing aside with his hands in his hands, and he also saw what had just happened.

"Father."

Xiao Lu hurriedly passed, Xiao He came a little late, and he didn't see the whole process, but Han Xin's last words were clearly heard.

How can a poor and unsuccessful teenager understand this sentence?

Xiao He thought for a while, and immediately summoned an entourage, whispered a few words to him, and the entourage promised to chase in the direction of Han Xin's departure......

The group walked around the market again, and while eating in the city building, they heard more stories about Han Xin from the people at the adjacent table......

……

"That Han Xin's family escaped from outside more than 20 years ago."

While filling a few people with hot soup, the housekeeper chattered about the past.

At that time, it was the time when the King of Qin swept Liuhe, and there was chaos everywhere, and it was common for Han Xin's parents to die soon after they came to Huaiyin, and Han Xin became an orphan and grew up eating hundreds of family meals.

When Han Xin got older, he still lived this kind of life, often living in other people's houses to eat idle meals, once or twice, every day, no matter how good his temper was, he would be disgusted.

So where Han Xin can eat, there is only the Nanchang Pavilion Chief's house left.

"Nanchang Pavilion."

Xiao Lu's ship was parked there, and he bowed his head: "I have seen the Nanchang Pavilion Chief, and he is indeed a loyal and honest person." ”

Sheren said: "Of course, Han Xin relied on the kindness of the Nanchang Pavilion Chief, and squatted outside the pavilion every day, seeing that the cooking smoke was rising, he went over to sit on the side, his stomach growled, and the Nanchang Pavilion Chief couldn't stand it, so he naturally asked his wife to bring him a bowl." ”

In this way, Han Xin occasionally helped the Nanchang Pavilion Chief do some work, but most of the time he left after eating, and came again the next day, and this was the case for several months...... People who don't know still think that Han Xin is the adulterous son of the Nanchang Pavilion Chief! ”

The crowd laughed, and the sheren continued:

Nanchang Pavilion was long and generous, but his wife was angry and disgusted with Han Xin very much, so he cooked the rice early in the morning and secretly ate it for his family. That Han Xin waited until the sun rose high, and there was no cooking smoke left and right, and when he entered, the pavilion chief's wife was washing the kettle, treating him with a cold face, and the Nanchang pavilion chief didn't see him. Han Xin left at this time, and never went to Nanchang Pavilion again. ”

"There are even more shameless things!"

The guests at the adjacent table came over and added: "I am mooring the boat by the Huaishui, that Han Xin has no place to send food, he digs insects in the mud every day, fishes in the river to satisfy his stomach, there are often drifting mothers by the water, there is an old drifting mother who sees that he is hungry, and he is pitiful for a while, so he will bring a few bites of cold rice to Han Xin, and guess what the result is?" “

"How?" Xiao Lu asked.

The guest couldn't help but laugh and said, "Han Xin actually ate that poor old drifting mother for dozens of days in a row!" ”

Rinsing silk wool is a woman's usual work, this business is very hard, hands are soaked in water all year round, the skin is cracked, and they can't make a lot of money, only a woman from a poor family will do this business, such a poor person can rub for dozens of days, it can be seen that Han Xin's face is really thick.

The guest said: "That Han Xin didn't know it, and after eating a cold meal one day, he solemnly bowed to his mother and said, 'I will repay my mother with a heavy weight'." ”

As a result, I endured him for dozens of days, and my mother got angry, and scolded Han Xin, saying that you can't eat yourself as a husband, and I mourn it, so I give food, how can I hope to repay it? Han Xin was ashamed at this time, and he never went to the river again, and began to look for food in the city, and went to ask the butcher for water every day, washed the filth and cooked it. ”

Xiao Lu was deeply disgusted: "Sure enough, he is a person who has no line and no face." ”

Xiao He just shook his head with a smile and asked, "What's the matter with the sword in his hand?" ”

The housekeeper happened to come with the dish and replied:

It seems that an old man who passed by Huaiyin left it to Han Xin, the old man was also a beggar, and it was Han Xin who saved him, picked it up and returned to the shack by the river, and fished for him to eat. After the old man recovered from his illness, he stayed in the local area for more than half a year, teaching Han Xin to read and write, and then left Han Xin with only a sword. ”

Since then, no matter where Han Xin goes, he has always walked with a sword, and outsiders think he is a light man, but the locals know that this person is restrained and has no chivalrous spirit. But it's also strange that even if Han Xin is hungry, he doesn't sell swords. ”

Xiao He already knew everything he wanted to know, and at this time, the entourage who had been sent by him to run errands also returned, whispered a few words in Xiao He's ear, and his eyes were fixed on the door of the restaurant.

"Han Xin, what are you doing here?"

The disgusted voice sounded, and everyone looked up, but saw Han Xin, who had a bad reputation in Huaiyin, standing by the restaurant in despair, still holding his sword in his hand, his eyes staring at the threshold under his feet, and he didn't dare to step in.

And the priest immediately went over and drove him with his hands, like a filthy wild dog:

"There's no leftovers for you, go, go!"

Han Xin's face, suffering from long-term hunger, was driven away, he took a few steps back, looked at Xiao He's subordinates who summoned him, and then looked at Xiao He's father and son with long beards and chests, dressed in brocade clothes, and the fragrant fish dishes on the table, swallowed his saliva with difficulty, plucked up his courage again, and said solemnly:

"He said, there is a noble man here, invite me to dinner!"