Lord Xinling and Zhang Zuo were very surprised when they learned about Chen Xun's person, deeds and profound background from Zeng Ji's mouth. Such a huge force cannot be controlled only by the Chen family. There must be a more powerful force behind it. Even Chen Zhen is probably just a puppet pushed to the forefront by this force. The two restrained their desire to communicate with each other, hoping that Zhong Zeng Ji would reveal more information.
At this time, Zeng Ji opened his mouth and said to Mr. Xiahou: "Sir, you must be an unusual person if you sit and stand beside your Majesty. Dare I ask who he is?"
Lord Xinling was so ashamed that he bowed down and said, "This is the sin of an orphan. I forget my courtesy when I see my brother Zeng. Brother, please do not commit any crime! This Mr. Xiahou followed Lord Mengchang to Wei. He lives in the neighboring country of Xuedi and is a native of Pei." Now that Mr. Mengchang has passed away, I can rely on him to help me around, hold the bridle of my chariot, and welcome guests.”
Zeng Ji paid his respects and said, "Zeng would like to meet Young Servant Xiahou!"
Mr. Xiahou moved to the side, turned sideways and said politely: "The stables offered by me are not comparable to those of Tengda temple. I don't dare to treat you as a gift from my brother!"
Zeng Jidao: "I am also lying in the grass, why only the stables?"
Mr. Xiahou said: "Following my ancestors, I have no merit and am wasting my time. With the help of my new ruler, I can follow him around and do the work of dogs and horses."
Mr. Xinling said: "Sir, you are the emperor and cannot be replaced. There is no need to work on the stables personally. Mr. Xin said that what you use in one day must be hidden in the work of a thousand days. Therefore, as a charioteer, I live next to the stable owner."
Hearing this, Zeng Ji was silent for a long time and said, "Sir, your virtue is a hundred times greater than that of your minister!"
Mr. Xiahou said: "Why do you say this?"
Zeng Jidao: "I am crouching in the grass to obey my master's orders; sir, I am living in a stable, and my heart is content with it. This minister is not as good as sir. I am concerned with the sword. Even if I try to figure it out day and night, I can't get rid of it completely; sir, when I am in the imperial position, I depreciate myself and my dignity. Toiling in stables, living with dung, grass, and lowly people, and enjoying themselves. This minister is not as good as the teacher. A minister is to the master, a servant, and the body is humble; a teacher is to the king, a ruler, and his position is noble. This minister is not as good as the master. Mr. Three. His detailed words are especially inferior. Only these three, the minister will bow down!" After saying this, he fell down and bowed to the ground.
Mr. Xiahou turned slightly, bowed and returned the salute: "This is because we are of the same mind. Although I can't do anything, you should still respect me and take it as a warning!" After a while, Mr. Xiahou said: "Respected father, since I went to Qin from my ancestors, I dared to die in Qin." ? Your lord is planning for Qin, so there must be some discussion."
Zeng Jidao: "Although my lord has entered Qin, my ministers have not been with him for a long time, so I cannot understand his feelings."
Lord Xinling comforted him and said, "Mr. Chen is a conspirator of the Qin Dynasty. This is not a temporary matter. Sir, he will definitely gain his affection."
Zeng Jidao: "I accept the words from your Majesty." Suddenly the conversation changed and he said: "I have something to say, please listen to it!"
Lord Xinling said: "Sir, please tell me. I would like to accept your offer."
Zeng Jidao: "I was born in Chu and grew up in Xue. I lost my father and mother when I was young and had little experience in teaching. When I grew up, I often hid in the grass and rarely in the temple. Therefore, I was not familiar with the rituals in the temple, but I liked the love of the grass. Now I am with the grass. Gentlemen, we are kind to each other and would like to form a brotherly relationship. I would like to ask for your help!"
Lord Xinling said: "That's a good thing to say. Mengchang is in my father's position; Mr. Xiahou and others are all left alone by the ancestors; Mr. Zhang and Mr. Xiahou are both of the same way. In today's troubled times, it is right. Let’s clear away the chaos together with the heroes and enjoy the peace of three lifetimes together!”
Uncle Tang said: "That's a good thing to say!" Then he turned around to the tree and whispered a few words to Lu Buwei. Lu Buwei understood, got up and left. Uncle Tang appointed a Tang driver to follow Lu Buwei.
Uncle Tang said: "Since we share the same friendship and righteousness, we must swear by our blood. Anyone who violates this alliance will be punished by heaven and earth!"
Uncle Tang's words shocked Zhang Nou. He himself is nothing. Lord Xinling is such a person. He is the younger brother of the Prince of Wei. He is inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. Even if the princes meet to make an alliance and swear by blood, it is not an exaggeration. How can they make an alliance with blood in the grass? Just as he was about to stand up to stop him, Lord Xinling seemed to sense something even though his back was turned to him. As the sky turned dark, he quietly stretched out his hand to hold him.
Lu Buwei and the Tang coachman brought in a large urn, followed by Lu Bojie, carrying a rooster in his hand, obviously preparing to kill the rooster and pour its blood into the wine. The two of them placed the urn in the middle of the crowd. Lu Bojie took the bronze sword from under the tree and prepared to behead the chicken. It seemed that many people at Lu's Car Shop swore blood oaths. He was very skilled at this skill.
Zeng Ji stopped Lu Bo and said, "Today we are an alliance, not just because of one thing or another. We are willing to make lifelong friends. We are willing to make it happen with the oath of grass."
Lord Xinling said, "I would like to hear the details."
Zeng Jidao: "A reckless man has no birds or animals, and the blood he has slain will cover himself." He walked to the tree and easily pulled out the three-edged sword inserted in the tree without making any gestures, and exposed his left chest. He said: "I am willing to stab the blood into the wine. From now on, life and death will be intertwined, and there will never be two hearts!" He stabbed the chest with the sword, and blood immediately poured out. Lu Buwei opened the head of the urn, and the blood dripped into the urn, and then he tore a corner of his clothes. , pressed the wound, stood upright, and said: "I know that this oath is beyond human ability, so I am willing to take this oath to show my sincerity."
Zhang Ye took the bronze sword from Lu Bojie's hand, opened his clothes, exposed his left chest, and said: "I would like to use my blood to be with my brother, and there will never be two hearts!" He pulled out the sword and slashed it, and blood gushed out and dripped into the urn. middle. He also pulled a corner of his clothes to press the wound.
Uncle Tang took the iron sword from Zeng Ji's hand, followed the same example with the sword on his chest, dripped blood into the urn, and swore: "Life and death are intertwined, and we will never have two hearts." On Lord Xinling's side, Mr. Jun rushed forward, took the bronze sword from Zhang Yu's hand, exposed his left chest, stabbed the chest with the sword, dripped blood into the urn, and swore: "We will share life and death together, and we will never have two minds."
Among the Tang clan, some came out to bleed, while others retreated behind in fear. Mr. Xiahou seemed to be accustomed to such bloody scenes. He skillfully cut open his left chest and swore on the blood. Lu Buwei, who had been watching from the sidelines, saw that no one was stabbing blood with his sword anymore, so he came out and said: "The boy is young and has no experience in the world. He forgets himself when he sees his father's righteousness. He admires him secretly and is willing to swear by his blood. Father, do you agree?" ?”
When everyone saw a child coming out to bleed, they all looked at him, saying, "Don't get involved in adult matters, little brats." Du Zengji said: "Do you know what it means?"
Lu Buwei said: "The blood of everyone comes together in one place, which means that life comes together in one place. From then on, there is no distinction between us, we are all one, and we share life and death!"
Lord Xinling said: "It's so good to say such a thing, and it is unjust to say it to my brother!"
Zeng Ji also said: "Brother Lu's words are really fast! Now that I understand its meaning, do you dare to practice it?"
Lu Buwei said: "Taking a sword to the chest is a practice!"
Mr. Xia Hou said: "My dear brother, you are a heroic young man!" He handed over the sword.
Lu Buwei took the sword in his hand, opened his left chest, and his right hand trembled slightly. However, there was no hesitation, and the sword was stabbed straight into the chest. It was as powerful as the wind, and the entire sword tip penetrated directly into the muscle. Everyone could see that it was Lu Buwei's first time stabbing his chest to bleed, and it was obviously different from the other people's skilled movements. It was completely violent. Fortunately, he was young and weak, so the sword did not penetrate deeply, but it still penetrated without causing blood to come out. Lu Buwei bit his teeth and pulled out the sword to pull out the flesh. Blood spurted out like a fountain. Everyone came forward to save him, but Lu Buwei stopped him with determination and let the blood flow into the urn. He was too weak to pull off the hem of his clothes, so he pulled up the whole hem of his clothes and pressed the wound, his face turned pale. Lu Bojie threw away the chicken in his hand, hugged Lu Buwei, tore off a large piece of his clothes, and pressed hard on Lu Buwei's wound.
After a long time, under the pressure, everyone's bleeding stopped, and everyone threw away the bloody rags - it can be seen from the cloth that some people's blood did not even stain a piece of cloth. There are only a few stars here and there. Only Lu Buwei managed to stop the bleeding after changing three pieces of cloth. Although there was no bleeding, several Tang's coachmen tore off the corners of their clothes and handed them to Lu Bojie.
When Uncle Tang saw that everyone's bleeding had stopped, including Lu Buwei, he picked up the pottery bowl that originally covered the mouth of the urn from the ground, stirred it in the urn, scooped out a bowl, and said loudly: "The blood is bleeding in one place." , our lives are in the same place, and from now on, brothers, we will depend on each other for life and death!" He took a big sip of the blood wine and passed it to the left. The person standing on the left happened to be Lord Xinling. He took the wine and said loudly: "Blood is one, life is one, life and death, honor and disgrace, are also one!"
To his left were Mr. Xia Hou and Zhang Noi, both of whom also said their oaths, and then took turns among several Tang's coachmen who had been stabbed with blood. When he arrived at Lu Buwei, although his bleeding stopped, his chest was still red. He reluctantly broke away from Lu Bojie's support, stood up, took the wine and said: "There is no difference between blood and life. We support each other in life and death." After completing the circle, it was Zeng Ji's turn who was standing on Uncle Tang's right hand. He held the wine in his hand and vowed: "People are high or low, blood is as red as blood, but there is life and death, no distinction between them!" He poured out the wine in the bowl. After drinking all the wine, he scooped out the bloody wine from the vat and said: "Now, brothers, we each stabbed our hearts, blood flowed in one place, life and death are dependent on each other. Brothers, as long as you are driven, Zeng will not dare to say anything!" Drink the wine All. He handed the bowl back to Uncle Tang, who then scooped out the wine, said oaths, and drank. After another round of inspection, the wine in the jar has bottomed out.
Lu Bojie said: "Brothers, I swear that this is a big event, and I am willing to offer chickens and sheep to help it prosper."
Lord Xinling said: "This is a time of chaos. Everyone is not full or even hungry, so it is not appropriate to have a big banquet. When the Qin people are wiped out, I will have a big banquet for three days to help my brother prosper!" Then he turned to Lu Buwei and said : "Brother Lu is bleeding too much and should not work hard for fear of re-injury. Mr. Zhongyue in the camp is good at medicine. Please pay attention to him."
Lu Buwei said: "It's a blessing to be able to share the same blood with you, and my life will be one with you, even if I die tonight."
Lord Xinling praised: "Brother, he speaks according to rules, just like a scholar!"
Lu Bojie replied: "The Lu family has lost its country, but it still has learning!"
Lord Xinling said respectfully, "This is Wuji's fault!"
Lu Bojie said: "Although I can't eat meat, I'd rather not have a meal! I'll wait in the kitchen!" He was about to leave with his courtesy words. Suddenly I heard the sound of horse hooves and the rumble of cars outside the courtyard. Everyone's expressions changed. Lu Buwei hurriedly went out to observe despite losing blood and becoming weak. When I was young, I came back and reported: "The military envoy from the camp has come to report!" Lord Xinling was waiting for Lu Buwei to go out. He had already arranged his clothes. Hearing the sound of the report, he said: "Bring him to the front of the hall!" Then he said to Lu Bojie: "I would like to be summoned to follow you. From the back house to the hall!" Lu Bojie understood and led Mr. Xinling and three other people out of the back door, walked around to the back house and back to the front of the hall. Lu Buwei went out from the front door and led the army envoys to wait in front of the steps.
