Three Kingdoms.

   Chapter 2150 follow suit

"Woke up? 』

  A voice came from near or far away, and got into Guo Jia's ears.

  Guo Jialue sat up with some sluggishness, his clothes and hair were disheveled.

This is where?

  Where is the nest?

   When Guo Jia's focus focused on Xun Yu's face, Xun Yu nodded and said, "I'll wait for you outside..."

   After finishing speaking, before Guo Jia could reply, Xun Yu walked out. Immediately, a few servants and maidservants came in with all kinds of washing utensils with low eyebrows, hurriedly pulled Guo Jia up from the bed, stood in the air, opened the branches and leaves and began to wash, someone gently wiped After seeing the traces of saliva on Guo Jia's face, some people were pulling Guo Jia's hair again, and some people began to change Guo Jia's new robes back and forth...

  Oh, it was only at this time that Guo Jia realized that this was at Xun Yu's home.

Guo Jia's own home, because after Guo Jia was captured, none of the servants in Guo Jia's family knew when Guo Jia would come back, and Guo Jia himself didn't have much savings, so sometimes he owed Their wages were pretty good when Guo Jia was there, but when Guo Jia was not at home, even with Xun Yu taking care of them, they almost ran away, leaving only two or three old slaves.

  So Xun Yu took Guo Jia in again.

   After a while, after tidying up Guo Jia and eating the candied fruit, he felt alive again. He staggered to the front yard and saw Xun Yu reading a book in the hall.

  『But you’re awake? Xun Yu asked again.

  Guo Jia sat down, "Ning is not awake..."

  Xun Yu frowned slightly, put down the scroll, "Dreams are butterflies, and butterflies are vivid, I don't know what to do?" 』

  『Of course! Guo Jia nodded and said, "They are all insects, how do you know there is ice?" 』

  『Where is the ice? Xun Yu asked.

  Guo Jia stretched out a finger, pointed to the top of the head, then pointed to the ground, then turned to point to Xun Yu, and finally pointed to Guo Jia himself...

   Xun Yu still frowned, "Why this? 』

  『…』 Guo Jia was silent for a while, then laughed, “Why don’t you get some wine…”

   Xun Yu glared at Guo Jia when he heard the words, but Guo Jia just smiled.

   smiled wryly.

   From Xu County to Chang'an, and then from Chang'an to Xu County, Guo Jia can also claim to be a person who travels thousands of miles.

   Traveling thousands of miles is better than reading thousands of books.

  Of course, some people say that traveling thousands of miles is not as good as seeing countless people, and seeing countless people is not as good as being guided by a famous teacher...

When Guo Jia met Yuan Shao from Yingchuan to Jizhou, he concluded that Yuan Shao could not achieve great things before the apprenticeship period, and then transferred to Cao Cao. At that time, Feiqian was still in Bingbei, the wind was blowing in the grass, and he was not famous. in Shandong.

Even if we take a step back, even if Guo Jia heard about Feiqian's reputation back then, like most Shandong gentry, he would not think that Feiqian had much room for development. At that time, Chang'an was in chaos and the north was barren. Who would have thought how long it would take, Chang'an has already subdued Jiyu in every aspect...

   Once thinking of this incident, Guo Jia only felt a pain in the face, toothache, and headache.

  The gambling debts owed back then have not been repaid, and now they owe favors again.

"Wen Ruoke ever remembered that there was a bet with a hussar in the past..." Guo Jia tidied up the corners of his robe, and then put the robe away, as if he wanted to let go of something, but his heart was still heavy, " Now... the hussars are almost done..."

  Xun Yu's face finally changed, "This, this...impossible!" 』

  Guo Jia nodded and said, "I hope it doesn't come true..."

   Now there is only the word "hope" left? Xun Yu felt a little chilly and pinched his neckline involuntarily.

  『Let’s get some wine! 』Guo Jia smiled, showing eight big teeth.

   Xun Yu was silent for a moment, but turned his head and ordered tea. For a person like Xun Yu, being confused is worse than death.

  However, after solving the confusion, I still feel uncomfortable.

  Here comes the tea.

   Clear tea.

  The attendant lowered his head, bent his waist, pouted his buttocks, took small steps, retreated wrongly, and disappeared into the shadows under the corridor.

  Xun Yu also lowered his head, looking at the tea soup.

  The tea soup is clear, with a hint of emerald green in the tender yellow. The two boys playing with the sticks at the bottom of the tea bowl are rippling in the ripples of the tea soup, and even the surrounding fish patterns seem to come alive.

  『God’s will? Xun Yu remembers that there are several kinds of lacquerware in his home, including the "Junxing" series, "cloud pattern" as the decoration, and "Fu Lu" as the theme, but the tea bowl served this time is "Tong play". Ertong either holds a stick, or a wooden horse, or a kite, and plays in the middle of the vessel, with various decorations around it.

  Guo Jia laughed, then picked up the tea bowl, took a sip, and said, "Good tea! 』

  Xun Yu didn't drink it, but just looked at it, and said, "Nowadays, in the shadow of Mount Tai, there are many tea trees... This tea comes from there. Is it inferior to the production of Hanzhong, Sichuan and Shu?" 』

"Oh? Guo Jia raised his eyebrows, took another sip from the tea bowl, and then nodded, "This tea is very beautiful, not inferior to Sichuan and Sichuan." ’ Then Guo Jia flicked the teacup lightly, and made a blunt sound, ‘However... if there is no way to stir-fry the greens with hussars, how can there be any good tea from Mount Tai? 』

  『Hehe...』 Xun Yu glanced over at Guo Jia, 『So we should kill all the tea plants in Mount Tai? 』

  『No. ’ Guo Jia shook his head and said, ‘A certain intention is not a punishment. What is good at the top should be done at the bottom. This has happened in ancient times, and this is not surprising... However, since the Han Dynasty, good tea has never been counted. They all regard complexity as beauty, and wanton additions have their own reasons... Only hussars, go to the complex and ask for simplicity...』

  Guo Jia tapped lightly on the table and said, "As soon as this tea comes out, it becomes popular. Why is it so?" Extreme things will be reversed, but this is the case. However, if ginger, scallion, sugar and salt lose their place, naturally there are many people who don’t want it...』

  Are the two talking about tea? Of course they are, but they are not.

   Xun Yu understood what Guo Jia meant, so he fell silent, and did not immediately refute anything.

  The wind is light and the clouds are fluttering.

  The shopkeepers walking across the streets and alleys shook their snare drums, and their high and low shouts drifted across the courtyard wall.

  『Why? 』

   Xun Yu asked. It seems to be asking Guo Jia, and it seems to be asking himself.

  Guo Jia looked at the sky and said slowly, "Learn or live, don't imitate or die..."

   Xun Yu frowned deeply, his originally handsome face looked worried and full of melancholy.

  『There is no second hussar in the world... 』Guo Jia lamented, 『The law of hussars cannot be imitated at will...Different places, different times, and different people...』

  『Therefore...』 Xun Yu said the beginning, but didn't finish it, and swallowed the second half.

Guo Jia nodded and said, "That's why Hussar let me go and return... Hussar, heh... This is a conspiracy. If we don't follow suit, we will be like a sick body, getting heavier and heavier, and finally... But after a hundred years of illness, How can it be solved in an instant? 』

   Xun Yu said: "The method of hussars is not without flaws, and there is something wrong with filial piety..."

  Guo Jia laughed, then pointed to the tea, but did not speak.

   Xun Yu was taken aback for a moment, then stared at the tea bowl thoughtfully.

  『Huh…』Guo Jia sighed, 『As the saying goes, if you don’t learn how to accept the skin, you will value your ears but despise your eyes! If you have a heart but no heart, you can't be courteous, it's better to honor the ancients... ha ha, ha ha... now, ancient, thousands of years later, what will it be like? 』

   After a long, long time, Xun Yu sighed slightly, "So, only now..."

  Guo Jia also sighed.

   Both of them lost interest in continuing the conversation and looked up at the sky. It's just that one person is looking at the white clouds to the left, while the other is watching the birds flying...

  …(〃>dish<)…

  Desert.

  Kirby took off the bear helmet and hung it on the saddle, letting his dark curly hair hang loosely over his shoulders. He looked up at the sky, where the clouds were gathering so fast that even the most stalwart birds were gone.

   This battle helmet is made out of a black bear's head. The huge bear's head is covered with marks of knives and guns. It has obviously been used for a long time, and it also represents the **** wind that Kirby can fight on the battlefield.

  The wind is very strong, rolling over the rolling mountains, shaking the layered and lush forest. The rustling sound all over the mountains and plains is getting louder and louder, as if they are talking about something.

  Kirby Neng's brows were furrowed, his expression gloomy. Thirteen days have passed since Xie Guini found him, the two sides united and walked out of Heishuibaishan again.

  The reason why Kirby can come to this place is because there are bald-haired tribes here.

  After the bald-haired lonely died, the bald-haired tribe secretly rebelled against Xianbei, and then evacuated here. At that time, neither Budugen nor Kirbyneng had time to pay attention to such behavior, but thinking about it now, Kirbyneng felt that it was the beginning of Xianbei's disintegration, or a sign...

  So in order to reintegrate the Xianbei tribe, Kirby can feel that it is necessary to start with the bald tribe. And the bald-haired tribe is also nearby. If Kirby can bring people back to the desert, of course, he must also solve his worries.

  Kirby can feel that he should be like Tan Shihuai back then, starting from here, step by step to the top again.

   It's just that the search in the past few days has yielded nothing, and no trace of the bald-haired tribe has been found.

Kirby was able to stretch out his hand to the void in front of him, gently folded his five fingers together, as if holding the tail of the wind, and then put his hand under his nose and let it go slowly. breath.

Like many Xianbei people, Kirby worships primitive power, and on the grassland and desert, the fastest thing is the whistling wind, so whenever Kirby gets irritable, he always likes to do such an action, It seems to be a kind of prayer, and it seems to be an imitation similar to the wolf smelling the prey.

  Xie Guini at the side said: "My lord, the bald tribe has a total of 10,000 people, but we have less than 3,000... Even if we really find them, can we win?" 』

  Kirby sneered and said: "Bald hair is a traitor!" I didn't have the heart to conquer them before, but now that I'm here, even if I borrow the courage of ten of them, they dare not attack me! 』

  While speaking, a scout came galloping wildly. Kirby's eyes lit up immediately, and he pointed out, "I must have found it!" 』

  That's right, the scouts sent by Kirbyneng discovered the bald-haired tribe, but in the same way, the people of the bald-haired tribe also discovered Kirbyneng's arrival.

  When Kirby was able to lead the people to approach the bald-haired tribe, another scout from the front also rushed back, shouting: "My lord, the people of the bald-haired tribe have begun to gather, and they seem to be attacking our army!" 』

  『Assembly? Still thinking about attacking? ”Kirby sneered disdainfully, “These guys think I’m easy to bully, don’t they? 』

  Kirby could sneer, revealing two rows of white teeth, like a black bear about to pounce on its prey. He lightly clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and speeded up to move forward, ordering, "It's just in time!" Pass the order and prepare for battle! I want to see if there are any stronger warriors in the bald-haired tribe after the bald-haired one dies alone! 』

  Flags are flying, horns are blasting.

  Standing on a dirt hill, Shoutian, bald, looked down at the sons of his own tribe. They were all dirty and shriveled, sallow and thin, with beards and hair that didn’t have time to tidy up. They were dirty and long...

  Of course, the bald Shoutian himself is not much better.

  Due to the haste when leaving the Xianbei Alliance, many things were abandoned, and the climate between the black water and the white mountains was relatively harsh, so that the tribal son who had just returned from the desert was somewhat uncomfortable.

  『I didn’t expect to meet someone like Kirbineng here... 』 said the elder of the tribe who was next to the bald Shoutian, 『It’s just that I don’t know if it’s his subordinates, or…』

"Don't panic, it's definitely not Kirbyneng himself..." the bald-haired Shoutian swore, "Kirbyneng and Budugen are indistinguishable, plus there are those Han people...it cannot be Kirbyneng himself, At most it's just..."

  『Kirby can, that's Kirby can! He came in person! 』Suddenly, someone on the front line trembled and exclaimed loudly.

The bald-haired Shoutian was startled immediately, and hurried up a few more steps, trying his best to look far away to the opposite side, and saw a tall knight wearing a huge bear-headed battle helmet appearing inside the city, facing the general next to him. talking about something.

   Could it really be him?

  The bald-haired Shoutian gasped, that monster! He looked around, and the leaders of the tribes beside him also had expressions of horror on their faces.

  After the bald-haired tribe entered the mountain, they naturally didn't know much about what happened outside. In their impression, Kirby was still the dreaded King Xianbei...

   No one is allowed to discuss more, the bald-haired Shoutian drew his saber and shouted: "Everyone, don't be afraid! Kirby could not have as many people as us! This guy despises us, this is the opportunity God gave us, as long as we defeat him, we will be the masters of the black water and the white mountain! Here's the chance to avenge the old boss! 』

   Several leaders of the bald-haired tribe looked at each other. Although the bald-haired Shoutian's words were a bit far-fetched, they were not allowed to hesitate at this time, "I would like to listen to the leader's order!" 』

  『Revenge for the old leader! 』

   There were miscellaneous shouts, but they were a little too powerful.

  Seeing that the success has inspired some morale, the bald Shoutian was slightly relieved. However, with the sound of the horn on the opposite side one after another, the heart of the bald Shoutian was lifted high again. This is the order to attack, and Kirby is ready to attack!

  『It’s just in time! 』

  The bald-haired Shoutian also ordered to go forward to fight, so that his own son would not suffer from the slow speed of the horse.

  Accompanied by the sound of bowstrings, the forwards of both sides began to shoot at each other. The people who were shot fell off their horses with screams, and then disappeared under the rolling horseshoes.

   Enemies are too fast!

  The bald-haired Shoutian was almost out of breath, and his palms were covered in cold sweat.

  As soon as the two sides came into contact, Kirby’s power to directly belong to the tribe was revealed. The tribe that dominated the desert for many years always had two combs, um, like iron combs, and shaved the people of the bald tribe until they were bloody.

"not good! 』

   Bald-haired Shoutian looked at a group of Kirbyneng's cavalry rushing in the distance, but his own cavalry hadn't recovered from being scattered, it would be a big loss!

  The bald-haired Shoutian didn't think too much about it, and while ordering other people to rescue those forwards who had been beaten into a circle, he simply launched a pig-like tactic because of the large number of people. Anyway, he can only rely on the large number of people at the moment...

  As long as Kirby can be defeated in the end, it will be a good pig if it succeeds ^(*￣(oo)￣)^...

Among the rebellious army, bald Shoutian relied on his sharp eyesight and quick hands to fire two or three long spears, block three or four swords, and cut down seven or eight enemy soldiers by the way. Yihei, when he turned his head to look, he couldn't help breaking out in a cold sweat, only to see that at some point, that tall figure wearing a black bear helmet suddenly appeared near him!

  『Kirby can! ’The bald-haired Shoutian cried out in surprise, his heart was so frightened that he almost fell off his horse.

   In the blink of an eye, Kirby rushed to him with a scorching wind!

  The bald-haired Shoutian's heart almost jumped out of his chest, and under the huge bear-headed battle helmet on the opposite side was Kirby's grinning smile!

Between life and death, the bald-haired Shoutian didn't have time to think about it. He yelled, and slashed the saber towards Kobe Neng's body with both hands. The force of the impact, so that it will not fall off the horse's back under the impact of the weapon, and be trampled by the war horse into a meat paste!

   Bald Shoutian slashed off with a knife, and if Kirby didn't dodge, it seemed that he was about to be slashed by Bald Shoutian!

  The bald-haired Shoutian burst into ecstasy, could it be that...

  But at the next moment, this bit of ecstasy disappeared without a trace amidst the severe pain.

Just when the bald-haired Shoutian's saber was about to hit Ke Bineng's body, Ke Bineng's movement was as fast as lightning. It was chopped off from the horse and knocked to the ground!

The bald-haired Shoutian fell heavily on the ground, only to feel that the sky and the earth were spinning upside down, and all the surrounding sounds almost disappeared, only the humming sound filled his ears, and the water rushed up like a tide. The severe pain made the bald Shoutian almost faint.

Kirby could not even look at the fallen bald Shoutian, but raised his blood-stained saber high, and then let out a frightening roar, like a giant bear standing up, declaring sovereignty over its own territory.

  『Surrender! 』

  『Otherwise, kill them all! 』

   I don’t know when, the people and horses on both sides gradually stopped, and then someone from the bald-haired tribe lowered their heads, dropped their swords and guns, got off their horses and knelt down on the ground, and then a group of people knelt down...

Kebi could raise his head and immediately stand on the battlefield, looking around proudly. At this moment, Kebi could feel that the heroic spirit of Tanshihuai had returned to him, and like Tanshihuai, he would once again rule over the Mobei Grassland , crowned king...

  (end of this chapter)