No matter how many years have passed, Yanbei still remembers that unusual morning, the eldest brother took advantage of the obscurity of the fourth watch to slaughter a sturdy Wuhuan horse, so that he was called to take loess from the side of the road in the township to cover the blood of the yard while it was dark, and the hot horse blood dripped on the ground, mixed with the loess to form an embarrassing color, no matter what, it could not be cleaned. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

When the sun rose, his brother begged for a worn-out pot at the neighbor's house, and he and his brother blocked their clothes stained with red and black blood and mud through the crack of the door, but the broken house still leaked everywhere. When he was sweating profusely, he saw huge pieces of meat tumbling in a pot full of warm soup, and the aroma of meat rising in the room, as if ...... It's like being in a fairyland.

The elder brother took out a piece of fat horse meat and stuffed it into his mouth without saying a word, and he was not sensible at that time, although he heard the gurgling sound of his brother's stomach, but he did not remember anything in the blink of an eye.

In fact, now that I think about it, it is no salt and no sauce at home, but where can boiled meat be fragrant? But the smell is unforgettable for him to think about it now.

He still remembered that when he had finished eating a piece of meat, his brother picked up the whole iron and stretched it out to his face to sniff, and the sound of snorting was mouth-watering. The elder brother said, 'For this pot of meat, even death is worth it.' ’

The elder brother did this, in order for more people like them to eat meat, he took a wood-splitting knife and went thousands of miles with himself to join the great sage and good teacher, and was finally stabbed to death by Tao Qian on the battlefield of Jizhou with a spear, becoming a piece of loess that no one cared about.

Later, Yan Bei knew that someone had already said that when he heard the Tao, he would die at night. Probably everyone's 'Tao' is different, but one thing is the same - that is desire, and that desire is the only force that drives people to strive for progress.

When desire transcends one's identity and abilities, it is often referred to as ambition. And as the son of Manu, even if Yanbei wants to live well and not be called by others, it is an ambition. Perhaps whenever he looked up, his brother was looking down at him in the clouds not far from the sky, watching how he had learned to eat meat as a matter of course and become a human being.

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Sitting on the washed wolfskin mat, Yan Bei, Su Li and the other tribal leaders sat around the charcoal fire, and behind him the guards served by Gao Ran and Wang Dang were still meticulously serving.

The mutton roasted until golden brown was dipped in large pieces of coarse salt particles and placed in the food box in front of Yan Bei by the slave, and the wine with the aroma of milk was placed in his hand, and the prostrate slave in front of him washed his hands and used a bronze delicate knife to open the mutton slices in the food box little by little, and then raised his hands above his head and served them in front of Yan Bei.

Only Yanbei ate like this, whether it was the owner Su Li or the leader of a dry tribe, they just tore the meat apart under the service of their entourage, and then the people ate it themselves...... In their eyes, the Han people have more trouble eating than them, so they must serve Yanbei, the general of the Han Dynasty, carefully. In fact, when Yanbei was a child, he was used to eating directly like them, and even in the army, he never needed to be served.

However, at the moment, there is no distinction between friend and foe, and Yanbei is also happy to let them have the idea that Han people or Han generals are superior, which is beneficial to him.

In fact, don't say it, Yan Bei drank a small half pot of wine in just a moment, and ate the roast mutton with a mouth full of oil, although the things roasted by this Xianbei person are not exquisite enough, but the taste is also very sufficient! Yan Bei was thinking about finding something to wipe his mouth, when he saw Su Li, who was holding a bronze knife next to him, stop with him, turned his head and smiled: "General Yan entered our department for the first time to eat, as if he was not afraid of me and others harming you?" ”

"Haha!" Yan Bei smiled, the slave in front of him handed over the cloth towel, took it and wiped his hands while saying: "Yan Mou has always believed in peace and security, since he has decided to form an alliance with Your Excellency, he naturally doesn't think about whether you will harm me or not. Besides, Yan is not here to have one more enemy, but with the idea of multiple friends and multiple paths...... Of course, if anyone dares to draw a knife against Yan in this account, Yan really has to take a look at it! ”

As soon as Yan Bei's words fell, a tribal leader who understood in front of him straightened his neck with his bright head, clasped his hand to the handle of the scimitar inlaid with gold and silver at his waist, and said in a broken Chinese dialect: "Handi children are inevitably too underestimated to wait for me, right?" ”

Yan Bei wiped his hands for a long time, and replied with a rhetorical question lightly, "Why don't you draw a knife and try?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his wiped left hand and said, "Don't hurt your life." ”

When Su Li saw that the atmosphere was not good, he said to the tribal leader, "Slaughter the bones of the servants, and do not touch the guests in the tent......

Before he could finish his sentence, the bald-headed, rosacea-nosed tribal leader stood up and pulled out half of his saber from his waist with the sound of a choking kingo.

He can only pull out half of it, because someone is faster than him!

Gao Ran's Zhangwu spear had been raised since Yan Bei raised his hand, and as the wine lees nose slaughtered the servant bone up, the iron spear went straight to his throat like a black streamer, and then the thirty catties of mixed iron spear were fixed in front of the slaughter bone under the control of Gao Lan's tendon and flesh, and the spear blade that reflected the cold light was tightly attached to the neck of the slaughter bone, drawing a blood line between his neck, but it did not hurt his life.

With only one spear, all the anger of the slaughter servant bone was extinguished by the sharpened iron spearhead, and for a while, his eyes widened and he shrank his chin and looked at the iron spearhead under his chin, but this frightened face was only for a moment, and it was hidden from the face of the slaughter servant in the blink of an eye, and there was a choking sound, and the bronze scimitar that was not completely unsheathed was all retracted, and the big rosacea nose pouted, looked at Yan Bei and said, "I can't beat him, I want to kill him...... Let's kill it! ”

From the slaughter of the bones to the high and tall spears, and then to the slaughter of the bones to collect the knife, it was only a matter of a few breaths, and even a small leader of the Xianbei tribe was so frightened by the slaughter of the bones that he fell to the ground at first that the eating knife had not been picked up, and this dispute was over.

"Happy!" Yan Bei raised his eyebrows, raised his hand again and asked Gao Ran to put away the iron spear, regardless of the appearance of this wine lees nose called Tu Servant Bone with a fierce face that was not afraid of death, but grabbed the wine jug containing half a pot of milk wine and raised it high, picked off the heavy iron pocket on his head and raised his chin and asked: "Dare to draw a knife from me, heroic man!" But don't you dare to drink with me? ”

At this moment, the leaders of the Xianbei tribe who were sitting around the fire were all stunned, didn't they all fucking say that the Han people were respectful, why did this Han general still invite him to drink when he saw that the slaughter of the servant bones was so rude?

Could it be that this person is actually just like us, and he is also a brute?

They didn't know that Yan Bei was pretending to be a gesture, and all the experience of dealing with the Hu people in his mind came from the inferior herdsmen in the Hu people, and it was the first time that he had eaten in the same tent with the tribal leader! Since I don't know how to make them look high, I just learn from Hu Renbei, who has a higher status than them!

People tend to reverence people who are completely superior in terms of their self-confidence. You value righteousness, I value righteousness more than you, and I kill three soldiers with Yan Zi and two peaches; You are magnificent, I am more magnificent, and I am honest and can be reconciled; And today, these Xianbei Hu people are heroic, then Yanbei will be even more heroic than them!

His set is completely copied from the style of Su Fuyan, the king of Wuhuan Cliff, when he duel with Pershing in Zhen's Wu Fort, and it seems that Yanbei has learned quite well so far.

That is, Yanbei is still reading less, if he reads more books for two more years, he may know that at the end of the pre-Qin uprising, Emperor Gao was feasted by King Xiang when he was in Hongmen, and the warriors who rushed into the banquet with a shield - Wuhou Wuhou of Wuyang and the general Fan Xu of the first Han Dynasty were asked the same sentence by King Xiang at that time. At that time, Fan Xu's answer was, "I'm not afraid of death, but I'm still afraid of drinking?" ”

However, Tu Fugu didn't answer so, looking at his rosacea nose, he knew that this was a character who was good at drinking and even greedy for alcohol, so he grinned, picked up the big urn full of turbid wine in front of him and said to Yan Bei: "I can't beat him, drink...... Don't look at you as a general, but you're not my opponent! Let's be clear, don't blame me when I'm drunk! ”

"Hey, who hasn't been presumptuous a few times? But it's best not to let me get drunk, the last time I was drunk, Yan slashed the railing in the Juliu River and cut the history of Youzhou Thorn! Yan Beiwei laughed, got up and touched the wine urn with the wine pot of the slaughter servant bone, then raised his head and poured a few big mouthfuls into his mouth, leaving his lips and finding that this butcher bone was really a head raised and drank it, but Su Li looked at him a little differently, Yan Bei didn't fight for wine, sat cross-legged on the wolf skin cushion, reached out and gestured to the slaughter servant bone Gao Ran and said: "It's normal that you can't beat him, the high school lieutenant is the strongest martial artist in Yan's army, and Yan can't pass five rounds under him, there's no shame!" ”

At this moment, the tribal leaders whispered to each other, but the direction of everyone's attention was different. For example, Su Li attaches more importance to Yanbei and seems to have inadvertently revealed the history of slashing Youzhou, while more tribal leaders will look at Yanbei and Gaolan, the strongest martial arts among the 20,000 soldiers and horses...... The spear subdued the slaughtering bones of the brave, and it was not so unacceptable.

Tu Fugu was even more heartless and held the wine urn to Yanbei's side, and asked respectfully: "General, it is said that the Han people pay the most attention to etiquette, and even those merchants from the Han land have a complicated set of etiquette when they see everyone, why don't I think the general seems to be like this?" ”

The tribal leaders looked at Yanbei, and they were all pondering the same meaning in their hearts, although they couldn't think of the word 'bearing' even though they racked their brains. Just now, Yan Bei frankly admitted that his martial arts were very different from the high school lieutenant who subdued the slaughter of the bones with a spear, and the downfall and openness they saw in Yan Bei at that moment could not be seen in the brave and ruthless Hu Ren.

Every tribal leader is eager to tell everyone that he is the most courageous person in the entire tribe, but like Yanbei, it feels not bad, but makes people feel more cordial and valued...... After all, Yan Bei was still sitting on the wolf skin cushion with a delicate knife and sticking meat into his mouth, while Gao Ran, who had just shown off his skills, was still standing behind him with a spear.

No sorrow, no joy.

"Alright, Your Excellency, let's get down to business."

Yan Bei spread out his hands and knelt on the wolf skin cushion.