Yan Motian stopped the wine in his hand and swallowed it in one sip. The spicy Erji rushed straight to his head. Unexpectedly, he was so tired when drinking. He tilted his head and fell asleep on the table. He didn't drink much, only about six taels, and before falling asleep, he made a thought: "...Why didn't I knock Qin Shihuang to death back then?"
The iron arm sitting next to him obviously heard Yan Motian's words, so he hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth and said tremblingly: "I was 60 years old that year, and I was 62 years old this year..." The implication is that can I leave a way out for me.
When I opened my eyes again, Yan Motian found that he was sitting in the co-pilot of the taxi, with only the driver in the same car, without the iron arm. He rubbed his eyes, took out half a bottle of water from his bag, poured it into his stomach, and returned to reality.
Outside the window, he was wondering when the wine would be drunk? My thoughts paused. The wine was not what I drank now, but twelve years ago; I drank it not only Erkuizi, but Shaoxing Huang. The yellow wine was filled with smoked black plum , warm, and the room was filled with a special fragrance. I don’t know how many cups I drank, and the smell of Erji appeared in my mouth. Close your eyes again, and a thought flashed through: "I'm not going to drink Shaoxing Huang."
The chariot meeting in the past was compared to the guard of honor. I don’t know which military clan actually pressed a nail on the wooden stick in his hand. When he was facing the battle, he found that he was not from his own country by his side, and he would see blood when he took action. Some of them break the face or hurt their limbs. With one move, the ceremony was broken and the music was broken. This is "war".
Flame Demonic Heaven is walking on the road to Yanguo , drinking and singing as usual, as if no one is around. The people you met on the road hide from him for fear of causing bad luck. Yan Motian's friends disagreed and circled around him as usual. Among them, there was an old man named Tian Guang who loved his talents even more and believed that Yan Motian's ability was enough to be called a scholar. I always talk about national affairs with Yan Motian without adding any more literature. When they were at the rise, the two cried to each other. It seems that if you don’t cry, you are ruthless.
At that time, Prince Dan had already fled back to Yan State. Thinking of the fact that he was a hostage in , Qin State, , the King of Qin had a bad attitude towards him, and he couldn't help but be angry.
Ju Wu : "There is a strange man in the country named Tian Guang. It is safer to discuss what you think in your heart."
Prince Dan: "I don't know."
Ju Wu: "I know."
Prince Dan: "Quickly."
Ju Wu: "As for orders."
Ju Wu: "As for orders."
A cup of tea, Tian Guang came to see him. Prince Dan received a great courtesy and was regarded as the emperor.
Tian Guang: "You can ask Yan Motian for state affairs."
Prince Dan: "Please hurry up."
Tian Guang retreated.
Prince Dan: "Please keep the secret."
Tian Guang nodded.
The above things have been played countless times in Tian Guang's mind, and he also imagined how to meet him countless times. He looked up and Yan Motian walked in the market shakingly, and Tian Guang rushed to stop him.
Tian Guang: "Prince Dan wants to see you."
Flame Motian: "No."
Tian Guang: "He asked me to keep it secret."
Flame Motian: "I'll go..." Before the two words behind
Tian Guang had already committed suicide.
All knows that Yan Motian and Tian Guang are in good terms. If they don’t see Prince Dan, they will be criticized for beating and killing friends on their backs. Suicide is a wonderful move. Yan Motian chose to fulfill his friend's instructions, so come and meet you.
Flame Motian: "Tian Guang is dead."
Prince Dan: "Die it, die heroically."
Flame Motian: "You forced it to death."
Prince Dan cried bitterly and gave a great gift to Tian Guang's way when he came.
Flame Motian: "What do you want to say?"
Prince Dan: "Please help me to seek hegemony."
Flame Motian: "I will help you, for myself."
Prince Dan: "For the people."
Flame Motian: "Who makes?"
Prince Dan: " Cao Mo hijacked Duke Huan of Qi ."
Flame Motian opened his drunken eyes: "Tian Guang was forced to death by the King of Qin."
Prince Dan: "What do you need?"
Flame Motian: "Human head, map, single-front sword."
Despair of others.
asked Fan Yuqi's head, got the map of Du Kang of Yan State, and got the single-final sword used by Mrs. Xu. Prince Dan felt that this sword was not safe enough, so he asked a skilled craftsman to open a blood tank for the sword and simmer poison.Also, I was afraid that the Flame Demon Heaven would not have enough men, so I invited the killer Qin Wuyang to go with me.
Flame Motian: "Don't you believe me?"
Prince Dan: "Is this kid OK?"
Flame Motian: "Is this kid okay?"
Prince Dan: "I haven't missed his hand."
Flame Motian: "I have invited a professional assassin, the descendant of Dozhu ."
Prince Dan: "...Hurry up and go."
Flame Motian glared at him, Prince Dan had already turned his back.
At this time, Yishui on the shore, the flame demon heaven is on the road. Behind Prince Dan are all friends Yan Motian has met in the market. There was a man named Gao Jianli who climbed up to attack the building. Yan Motian let out a roar with the rhythm: "The wind whistles and the Yishui is cold, and the hero will never return once he leaves!"
Qin Wuyang drove, and only Yan Motian sat in the wing. Looking out, the crowd gradually disappeared from their sight, only a touch of white was seen.
Qin Wuyang: "Sir, why do they wear white robes?"
Flame Demon Heaven: "Farewell forever is also a farewell."
Qin Wuyang is speechless.
The next day, Yan Motian and Qin Wuyang asked to see the King of Qin as envoys.
The Qin soldier replied: "King, there are people from Yan coming to visit."
The Qin King knew that Yan sent someone to discuss peace, and was very happy. The land and the heads showed sincerity, so the ministers gathered to meet the two visitors.
Flame Demon Heaven is neither humble nor arrogant. After displaying the map, he showed off the single-final sword with blood-threatening throat and took the King of Qin directly. The King of Qin dodged, kicked the book case with one kick, and urgently named it Sword Wheel. However, this sword is four feet long and has difficulty using it. It is stuck in the box and can only escape from the hall. The ministers on both sides saw the Qin King in a panic, which was really decent. Someone threw out the medicine box to try to block it. The Flame Demon Heaven flashed by, and the King of Qin slashed the wheel sword with his back. The Flame Demon Heaven accidentally cut his left leg and Qin Wuyang was also captured. In desperation, Yan Motian hurriedly threw out the single-final sword, but nailed it to the pillar of the Golden Palace. The King of Qin laughed and ordered the execution of the two, but felt dizzy...
The wine in the north always has sword energy. Otherwise, you can't hide your own heart. Failure is an excuse to not drink. People in later generations were accustomed to calling Yan Motian "Jing Ke" - he was the person sitting in a chariot who held nails into a wooden stick.
How many centuries later, Yan Motian lived in the suburbs of the city and needed to ride home with a carpool, which cost about 40 yuan per person. The driver picked him up first, but said he had to wait for a while because there was still a passenger playing mahjong.
Flame Motian: "Is your name Qin Wuyang?"
Driver: "No, my name is Qin Ziyang."
Flame Motian: "I have taken your car."
Driver: "Is that so? There are too many people, I can't remember it."
Flame Motian: "I have drunk your wine."
Driver was intrigued: "What?"
Flame Motian: "Last winter, it snowed, and people had to reach middle age..."
The two of them said in unison: "Hot wolfberry in vodka !" (Author Yang Baichuan)
