"Uncle Hu Tejia." His tone changed again, from the murderous look at the beginning, to the cynicism after sitting down, to the tender remembrance at this moment.
"Uncle Hu Tejia." Holding the pot, he filled a red-faced man in blue with wine, and said in a leisurely tone, "Thirty years ago, during the Haidongqing battle, the Yue Kingdom invaded the grassland and fought all the way to the Kunjia River. In the camp, there were countless casualties by the Kunga River. At that time, my father was still an ordinary soldier of the Lion Clan. He broke his leg and fell beside you. It was you who carried him back thirty miles to escape the enemy. This kindness, My father mentioned it to me from time to time, and I will never forget it until my death."
The wine glass was full and he passed it gently. Hu Tejia had a complicated expression on his face and watched that the wine glass had not been picked up. He Lianzheng's smile remained the same without embarrassment, and the hand holding the glass was as steady as before.
There was a moment of silence in the tent.
The Hutejia Blue Bear Clan is the fourth largest clan among the twelve clans. The men in the clan are brave and good at fighting, and they have excellent chassis skills. They have always been an important part of the Huzhuo Clan. The Blue Bear Clan's style is as the name suggests, calm and heavy , the two sides do not rely on each other, but in the later period, because of the population boom in the clan and the lack of pasture resources, there was a dispute with Lao Wang during the competition process, so this time the Golden League, the leader of the Blue Bear Department also came.
As soon as He Lianzheng came up, he picked the important and most difficult Blue Bear Division. Everyone was amazed, but they couldn't help admiring them, but felt that the fledgling Zha Dalan would never be able to impress the stubborn Hu Te Plus, his eyes were burning unconsciously, and his breathing was a little rough.
After a long while, in the silence, Hu Tejia said in a deep voice: "You haven't finished this story. Back then, I carried him out of the pile of dead bodies, but on the way, the enemy army came after me, and I drew my sword and turned around to fight. You My father grabbed me and threw me down by the water. The two of them pretended to be dead bodies. As for the waist and ribs, he still gritted his teeth and did not move, and the Vietnamese army left, and I was crushed under him with only minor injuries... So that time, he was the one who saved me, not I who saved him."
"Really?" He Lianzheng smiled, "Thank you Uncle Hu Tejia for remembering."
Hu Tejia looked at his sincere smile, his eyes flickered, and finally reached out to take the wine glass, and drank it silently.
There was a slight commotion in the tent. Hongjile's face changed drastically.
"Uncle Hu En." He Lianzheng had already walked beside a white-haired old man. There was a scar on the man's face, which ran from the corner of the left eye to the corner of the right eye. The appearance is shocking to look at.
Seeing that He Lianzheng actually walked up to this person, Hongjile showed a sneer.
Hu En is not the calm and honest Hu Tejia, but he did not have friendship with the comrades who supported and survived in the battlefield with Old King Kuku. Because of the miserable experience in his early years, this man has an extremely violent temper, and he is extremely taboo about others mentioning his scars. No matter who mentions it, he will be crazily retaliated against.
He Lianzheng is young and energetic, he doesn't know the severity, he only knows that Hu En's Iron Leopards must fight for their stamina, which touches his taboo, hehe...
What's more, Hu En is still his in-laws...
Sure enough, He Lianzheng looked at Hu En's face calmly, and said softly: "Uncle Hu En, your injury..."
Hu En said "Huh?", the end of his voice was raised high, and a fragmented face twitched slightly, which was terrifying like a ghost.
The fingers under his loose robe slowly moved towards the knife at his waist.
Some people sneered, some were happy, some were silent, Hu Tejia looked over with a little anxiety, He Lianzheng seemed unaware of those changes, and continued: "Father has always been worried..."
Hu En froze for a moment, his fingers that were about to place the knife stopped.
"The night before I went to the Central Plains, my father summoned me and said that the Central Plains has a vast land and rich resources, and the imperial capital has a complete range of products. No matter what, I must find the Fire Heart Sacred Lotus that Uncle Hu En needs in the Central Plains." He Lianzheng took out a small box from his arms, bowed Hold it in both hands and present it in front of Hu En, "But the sacred lotus that can completely heal my uncle's injury has disappeared in the world, and there are only a few Huoxinlian leaves left. The Huoxinlian cannot completely heal my uncle's injury, but this one is said to be Top grade, at least it can relieve uncle's part of the pain... Zha Dalan failed to complete the task assigned by his father... I'm sorry... "
The box was opened, and a three-leaf dark red dried flower-like plant lay quietly in it. Hu En stared at the fire heart lotus, his eyes twitching slightly.
He suffered a lot when he was young, and he was left with injuries all over his body. He has been tortured for many years, resulting in a weird temper. Over the years, he has spent a lot of time and money looking for the Fire Heart Lotus that he needs, not to mention the Holy Lotus, even the Fire Heart Lotus. Xinlian, after decades, but found a single-leaf lotus, it is considered to be exhausted. I don't want to remember this matter in the heart of Kuku, and Zha Dalan brought the elixir that I couldn't get!
The man in front of him held the box with a sincere look in his eyes, and there was a bit of apology for not being able to find Shenglian. Hu En felt a surge of enthusiasm in his heart. He didn't pick up the box. He helped him up first, patted his hand, and said: "Have you really wiped out the Pixiu tribe?"
"Yes!" He Lianzheng replied without hesitation, "The man in the prairie is open and aboveboard, if he wants to kill him, he will kill him in a dignified manner, kidnap the concubine, trick me into crossing the river, set up an ambush halfway, and collude with Jinpeng, if I don't kill him, who will I kill? "
"Okay." Hu En was silent for a while, but instead smiled, his smile was ferocious and terrifying, but his tone was gentle, "What kind of bullshit rules, rules are in the hands of the strong, Zadalan, you are fine!"
He Lianzheng smiled and said loudly, "Of course!"
Laughing and taking the box, Hu En patted him on the shoulder again, waved his hand to stop Hongjile who was eager to speak, and said lightly: "Hongjile, I am not for this medicine, I am a dying person, It doesn't matter how long you live, the continuation of the grassland is more important than how long I live, although you are my in-laws, but in my opinion, Zadaran may be better than you as the lord of the grassland."
Some patriarchs fell silent. Indeed, when the old king was here in the past, they didn't have much contact with He Lianzheng, and they didn't leave a deep impression. It's not suitable for the young boy to be the co-owner of the grassland, but in Binggu today, since He Lianzheng appeared, he kept giving them infinite shocks. Killing and kneeling, compared to the overly honest old Wang back then, he was still on the top.