He seemed to remember that his thin brother, who fell in a pool of blood that night, opened his mouth to say something but didn't have the strength to speak. That day, the blood of my younger brother also flowed through his own clothes, through his boots, spreading under his feet, and couldn't stop it.
That was his last relative to depend on each other. Even when his parents died of the plague that year, when his brothers were driven out of their hometown by the clansmen, even when they were begging along the street, they looked coldly and listened to curses. He never despaired, never gave up hope even when the cold wind was bitter, hungry, lonely and helpless. Because he has to take care of his younger brother who is five years younger than him, he has to protect him! That is his mission! His world!
That year, he was fifteen years old and his brother was ten years old. It was Laba that day. He struggled with being beaten all over his body. He snatched a bone from the butcher shop and happily drove to the shack where he and his brother lived. He believed that his brother must also be very happy because they had not smelled the meat for months. Smell.
But when he opened the door, he saw the unforgettable scene of his life. .
Ten years have passed, and he still doesn't understand, why would anyone come to kill a little beggar? why!
He didn't understand many things. His father was a talent and taught private school in the village. His mother was virtuous and gentle. He never competed with others, but God gave disaster to his parents. He and his younger brother did not get the plague, but were driven out of the house by the same villagers who had received a lot of favor from their own family. The younger brother is weak and sick, and he rarely goes out to beg with himself. It is himself who stole the things, but the younger brother died? Why is it not yourself that died!
However, after that day, his destiny seemed to have begun to change. He met a man who was a performer in the rivers and lakes, and then he was accepted as an apprentice, followed his master to enter the Maitreya religion, and then... until today.
There have been too many things in the past ten years, and he tried hard to make himself no longer remember, but his younger brother was lying helplessly in a pool of blood, his pale face, pale hands, and neck almost cut off, always appearing in his dreams. .
Today, the kind of brotherly affection between Lu Bing and Zhu Liu reminded him that many of the past, including when their parents were still alive, seemed to have happened in the previous life.
At that time, he and his brother would also quarrel, fight, and play.
I would also go to the fields to steal melons, go to the river to bathe, fight with other children... and go home with a swollen nose and a swollen nose...
At that time, my mother would cook by the stove, sew up clothes by the table, and wipe off the dirt on himself and his brother.
My father would teach in the east room, and when the students didn't pay attention to waving his hand, he drove away himself and his younger brother who were peeking on the window. My father would write and read in the study, and he would teach himself the principles of life.
"Liu Dangtou? Liu Dangtou!"
"Ah!" Liu Biao heard someone calling himself in a daze, slowly returning to his senses, but he just happened to see the blood on the boots and the side of the boots, as if he had remembered the terrible scene again, his face paled in exclamation!
This sound shocked the person who called him. The person hesitated and called out again: "Liu Dangtou
Only then did Liu Biao come back to his senses, and looked at the person who called him. He was a fan of Dongchang. Seeing that Liu Biao had recovered, he continued: "Master Bi Yun is looking for you to answer!"
Liu Biao looked up and realized that the group of people who had just arrived was Bi Yun, the newly appointed army superintendent and the instigator of the East Factory.
Lu Bing drove his horse to meet Bi Yun, and Bi Yun smiled and said, "Wenfu, it's been a long time!"
Lu Bing also smiled and said, "Yes, it's been a long time, Bi Jianjun!"
Bi Yun smiled and waved his hand, and said repeatedly, "Dare not! If you call that way, do we want to call you Lu Qinchai?" Lu Bing laughed and said, "We are old acquaintances, so don't be so polite. "
At this time, the horses of Lu Bing and Bi Yun were close, Bi Yun dismounted, and Lu Bing was also busy dismounting. Bi Yun took Lu Bing's hand and said: "This should be the case. We have been together for many years. Now that we can work together again, we should get close to each other."
Lu Bing smiled and nodded, and Bi Yun said in gratitude: "Our family heard Huang Jin say that this time we can contribute to the emperor because of Wenfu's praise. It is a great honor for our family!"
Lu Bing smiled and said, "This is also because Bi Jianjun has real talents and is appreciated by the emperor. Otherwise, no matter how the brother recommends, the emperor will not agree. It's just..." Lu Bing whispered close to Bi Yun's ear: " This time the emperor gave Grandpa Bi this last chance, he also wanted to see if Grandpa Bi could really do his best to serve the emperor.”
Bi Yun smiled, and then said loudly: "Hehe, let's go here, we will work together with Master Lu to satisfy the emperor!"
After Bi Yun finished speaking, he pulled a soldier in leather armor behind him: "This is Meng Zhong, a man of the imperial horse superintendent Sun Hong and Sun Gonggong. He has a high martial arts skill and is proficient in the military. This time Sun Gonggong specially borrowed from General Meng. And thirty sergeants, as personal soldiers, to protect our family’s safety on the battlefield.
Meng Zhong bowed his hand to Lu Bing and said, "I have seen Master Lu!"
Lu Bing looked at Meng Zhong, with a yellow face and no beard, of medium build, well-proportioned figure, and thick knuckles. Seeing Meng Zhong's bow and arrow, quiver and other things on his horse, he said, "Presumably this is the person who shot the arrow just now."
"This..." Hearing this, Bi Yun thought that Lu Bing was guilty, and hurriedly answered, "General Meng was also in a hurry just now, so he made the next move and wanted to force the Wenfu subordinate to retreat. He didn't expect... Haha, he destroyed Wen. Wenfu should not blame Wenfu for the jade pendant. Our family must pay Wenfu for better."
Lu Bing smiled and waved his hand and said, "No, my brother doesn't mean to blame, but I lament General Meng's superb arrow skills."
Meng Zhong stepped forward and said, "Master Lu has a high martial arts skill and a clever technique. I admire the strong bow and arrow with a piece of jade pendant!"
This is Zhu Liu Leng hummed next to him and said, "Then if you have time to ask for advice?"
Meng Zhong glanced at Zhu Liu, but did not answer.
Bi Yun was afraid that the two sides would talk again, and hurriedly said: "It's not early, let's go quickly! This is a long journey to the border, and some time is gossip!"
Lu Bing nodded in agreement, Zhu Liu gave Meng Zhong a cold look, then turned around and ordered the departure.
Lu Bing and Bi Yun brought Jin Yiwei, Yumajian and others to the city gate, and saw that the people in the East Factory were still blocking the way.
Lu Bing glanced at Bi Yun, and Zhu Liu said, "Grandpa Bi hasn't let your men back away?"
Bi Yun is also in charge of thousands of criminals in the East Factory, but he has no real power in the East Factory. But when he heard Zhu Liu's run, and thought of what Lu Bing had just said, he really didn't want to lose face as soon as he won the emperor's grace, so people called Liu Biao who was still leaning against the city wall in a daze.