Otherworldly Merchant

The two of us followed the bees through the jungle and quickly arrived in a mountain.

The mountains are littered with rocks and weeds. A small grass shed is built right on the edge of the cliff. The grass shed is filled with dense, numb beehives. Thousands of bees keep coming in and out, and buzzing sounds can be heard from afar.

We dared not get too close to get stung by a bee and stopped a dozen meters away.

“Uncle Zhao.” Hook screamed.

Hearing the sound, an old man quickly walked out of the grass shed. The old man was tall and thin, and his hair was white on his head. He was wearing a good coat filled with patches and his eyes looked extraordinarily stubborn.

The old man looked clearly at Hook and laughed out loud: "You little bastard, you haven't been here for a long time. ”

Hook scratched his head with embarrassment: "Look, isn't this coming? ”

The old man led us into the grass shed, poured two glasses of honey water, and then measured us and said, "Come on, what's up? ”

“Uncle, I hear you are the descendant of the Three Kingdoms named Zhao Yun?” I asked.

Since he bragged to people that he was the descendant of Zhao Yun, I think it would be better to draw the conversation from here.

“That's fake!” Sure enough, as soon as I heard that, the old man's eyes lit up and straightened his waistplate: “You know, in ancient times,

What's the name of this mountain? Changshan! Changshan Zhaozilong who doesn't know who, I am his ninety-second generation heir Zhao Shihua. ”

But soon, the old man was depressed again: “But no matter what I said, everyone thought I was bragging, saying that I wanted to be famous and crazy. I couldn't help but move to the mountains to raise bees...”

I immediately praised them: "That's what they don't know. Look at you, you fine god, definitely behind the door. ”

“Or do you have eyes!” The old man held his beard in his hand and hummed a little song with great pride.

Puffing, Hook sitting next to me, a sip of honey sprayed out, that black face held red, probably heard me kissing the old man's ass a little unbearable.

“What are you laughing at, boy?” The old man glanced and drank angrily: “Hurry up and grab the two wild chickens and give this little brother a wild taste in the mountains at night. ”

“Okay, okay, I'll go. You guys keep talking.” Hook smiled and walked out of the grass shed.

The old man loved to brag, but no one in the village believed him and eventually drove him out of the village. At last, I met a ‘know-it-all', and immediately came to me with an interest, and talked to me constantly.

He said the real Zhao Yun is not the same as Zhao Yun in The Romance of the Three Kingdoms!

Zhao Yun was born and raised in Changshan. He was first a junior general of Sun Xuan's, and then Liu Bei pulled him together.

Since following Liu Bei, Zhao Yun's super strength has finally been put to use! He went seven in and seven out of Long Slope, rescued Liu Bei's beloved son, Du, and killed more than fifty members of Cao's camp. After that, we went through the battle of entering the river, the battle of Hanshui, it can be said that a white horse, a silver armor, a long gun, never failed!

But when Liu Beifeng rewarded Gong Shen, Guan Yu was sealed as Han Shou Ting Hou, Zhang Fei was sealed as Xixiang Hou, and they all sat on the side of the town! Zhao Yun stood at home with the imprint of a small General Xiao in his arms.

Turns out Zhao Yun, who is loyal and courageous, has made several moves to ask Liu Bei not to be king for a while, and to continue fighting for Han room. Didn't this break Liu Bei's emperor's dream? So Zhao Yun had become an outsider in Liu Bei's eyes.

Unfortunately, Zhao Zilong had the guts, but Liu Bei was raised as a bird of the hundred spirits in the province, and there was no chance to lead the troops to war...

As for General Shu Han Wuhu, it was all shadowless, but the author of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" made it up for Zhao Yunming.

It can be said that Zhao Yun's first half of his life was full of legends and glory, but behind the glory was a broken heart. He followed Han Room, but followed a hypocritical master.

Until later, Shu's name will be defeated, Zhuge Liang Beifang is unavailable, which made me think of a Changshan Zhaozilong!

However, Zhao Yun was over seventy years old. At the age of seventy, even walking was difficult, let alone fighting in battle? But Zhao Yun endured the pain, and with the dream of his life, he even slaughtered General Wei!

Zhuge Liang anlan retreated after Zhao Yunshan's defeat, and after Zhao Yunshan's riding was broken, Wei army was frightened to sniff out the wind.

However, Zhao Yun was no longer a god of war and could not survive the torment. He was soon ill and died. The day before his death, he shouted three times, "Northsword", regretting that he could not achieve his aspirations for life.

Guan Yu died, Zhuge Liang did not cry, Zhang Fei died, Zhuge Liang did not cry, but after Zhao Yun died, Zhuge Liang cried blood spitting, lamenting that Shu Guo lost his last card! Even Liu Zhen, the foolish posterity lord, felt Zhao Yun's life-saving grace on the Long Slope back then. Zhao Yun was hunted down as' Shunping Hou ’.

Speaking of this, the old man suddenly sighed: “Unfortunately, as a descendant of the Zhao family, I cannot do anything for my ancestors. I am unhappy! ”

“What do you want to do?” At first sight the fire was almost over, and I hurried to ask.

“I want to build a road called Zhao Yun Road, and build another Zhao Yun Temple to inscribe the achievements of my ancestors' lives so that everyone will not forget that Changshan once had a great hero! It's just," Speaking of which, the old man had a helpless staller: “Even if I had bees for three lifetimes, I wouldn't make so much money. ”

“I heard Uncle has a suit of armor, but it's a relic of Zhao Yun?” I asked.

“How do you know... Oh, is that why you're here?” The old man was so smart that he understood.

“Yes, I do have a suit of armor, which my ancestors wore when they were seventy years old, when he was in the North Vawai kingdom. It is precisely in this suit that he killed the five general of the Wei kingdom, famous for his battalion! This suit of armor was later buried with the ancestors, but was stolen. It was only after a few turns that it returned to the hands of the children of Zhao. Unfortunately, only half remained. ”

“I wanted to inherit it it as a family heirloom for generations, but that year my son had diabetes, and I couldn't afford it, so I couldn't sell it. I ran a lot of places and asked dozens of stores. I didn't think I was overpriced, which means that this thing was fake. Finally, my son died of illness in the hospital, and now this war armor can't be passed on. ”

“When I die again...” The old man wiped his tears and couldn't say any more.

“Uncle, can I see your armor?” I asked very sincerely.

The old man paused and said: "Okay! Ever since the villagers abandoned me, I haven't let that suit of armor come out. It's so hard to meet someone you know today, let's open your eyes. ”

After that, he stood up, pulled the key out of his pocket and opened a small iron box in the grass shed.

The iron bags were stern and solid, afraid of mold and rust, he took a yellow cloth bag from it and handed it to me with great solemnity.