The two of us followed the bees all the way through the jungle and soon came to a mountain depression.
There are lots of rocks and weeds in the mountain depression. Next to the cliff, there is a small thatched cottage. Outside the thatched cottage, there are dense beehives. Thousands of bees keep coming in and out, and you can hear the buzzing sound from afar.
We dare not get too close to each other, so as not to be stung to death by bees, and to stop ten meters away.
"Uncle Zhao." Huck let out a cry.
Hearing the voice, an old man came out of the thatched shed quickly. He was tall and thin, with gray hair on his head. He was wearing a Dacron coat full of patches, and his eyes were very stubborn.
When the old man saw that it was hooker, he laughed loudly and said, "it's you, little rabbit, but you haven't come for a long time."
Huck scratched his head sheepishly. "Look, isn't this coming?"
The old man led us into the hut, poured two cups of honey water, and then looked at us and asked, "come on, what can I do for you?"
"Uncle, I heard that you are the descendant of Zhao Yun, a famous general of the Three Kingdoms?" I asked.
Since he bragged that he was Zhao Yun's descendant everywhere, I think it's better to introduce the topic from here.
"There's still a fake!" Sure enough, when he heard this, the old man's eyes lit up, straightened his back and said, "do you know what this mountain was called in ancient times? Changshan! Zhao Zilong of Changshan knows no one. I am Zhao Shihua, the successor of his ninety second generation. "
But soon, the old man fell down again and said, "no matter what I say, everyone thinks I'm bragging that I want to be famous and I'm crazy. I can't help but move to the mountain to raise bees..."
I immediately praised: "that's what they don't know. Look at your spirit, it's definitely behind the door."
"You've got eyes!" The old man stroked his beard with his hand and hummed a tune with great pride.
Poof, Hooker, who was sitting next to me, spouted out a mouthful of honey. His black face was red. Maybe he could not stand hearing that I had been flattering the old man.
"What are you laughing at, son?" The old man stared and shouted angrily, "I'm not going to catch two pheasants. I'm going to make a game for this little brother in the evening."
"Well, I'll go and talk to you." Hukeqiang, with a smile, walked out of the hut.
The old man was always boasting, but no one in the village believed him and finally drove him out of the village. Now I finally met a "discerning" one, who immediately showed interest and talked to me incessantly.
He said that the real Zhao Yun is not the same as Zhao Yun in the romance of the Three Kingdoms!
Zhao Yun, a native of Changshan, was first a young general under Gongsun Zan, but later was drawn to him by Liu Bei.
Since following Liu Bei, Zhao Yun's super strength has finally been brought into play! He entered and exited seven times on Changbanpo, rescued Liu Bei's beloved son, Adou, and killed more than 50 famous generals of caoying. After that, I experienced the war of entering Sichuan and the war of Hanshui. It can be said that a white horse, a silver armour and a long gun never failed!
However, when Liu Bei was granted a reward to the meritorious officials, Guan Yu was granted the title of Marquis of hanshouting, Zhang Fei was granted the title of Marquis of Xixiang, and all of them were on the side of the town! Zhao Yun, holding a small official seal of Yijun general, stood at home in a state of dejection.
Zhao Yun, who was loyal and brave, once remonstrated several times, asking Liu Bei not to be king for the time being and to continue fighting for the Han Dynasty. Didn't this break Liu Bei's dream of emperor? So Zhao Yun had become an outsider in Liu Bei's eyes at that time.
It's a pity that Zhao Zilong is brave, but Liu Bei thinks that the lark has been raised in the mansion, and there is no chance to lead soldiers to fight
As for general Wu Hu of Shu Han Dynasty, it's not a shadow at all, but the author of the romance of the Three Kingdoms made up for Zhao Yunming's injustice.
It can be said that the first half of Zhao Yun's life is full of legend and glory, but behind the glory is a broken heart. He followed the Han Dynasty, but he followed a hypocritical hero.
Until later, the famous generals of Shu were killed successively, and Zhuge Liang's northern expedition was not available. Then he thought that there was Zhao Zilong in Changshan!
At that time, however, Zhao Yun was over seventy years old. When he was seventy years old, he had to walk hard, let alone fight in battle? But Zhao Yun endured the pain, with the dream of this life, and even cut off the five members of the state of Wei!
After the defeat of Jigu and the break of Zhao Yun's single horse, the frightened Wei army was frightened, which made Zhuge Liang retreat safely.
However, Zhao Yun, no longer the God of war, could not stand the twists and turns, and soon died. The day before his death, he shouted three "Northern Expedition", regretting that he could not realize his lifelong ambition.
Guan Yu died, Zhuge Liang didn't cry, Zhang Fei died, Zhuge Liang didn't cry, but after Zhao Yun's death, Zhuge Liang cried and vomited blood, lamenting that Shu Kingdom lost its last card! Even the foolish empress Liu Chan, because he felt Zhao Yun's gratitude for saving his life in Changbanpo, chased him as "Lord Shunping".
When the old man said this, he suddenly sighed: "unfortunately, as a descendant of Zhao family, I can't do anything for my ancestors. I'm not willing to do anything!"
"And what do you want to do?" As soon as I saw the fire, I asked."I want to build a road. It's called Zhaoyun road. I want to build another Zhaoyun temple. I want to engrave the achievements of our ancestors' lives, so that we don't forget that Changshan once had a great hero! Just. " Speaking of this, the old man had no choice but to show his hands: "even if I keep bees for three lifetimes, I can't earn so much money."
"It's said that uncle has a set of armour, but it's Zhao Yun's relic?" I asked.
"How do you know Oh, that's what you came for, isn't it? " How clever the old man was, he came to understand.
"Yes! I do have a set of armour, which was worn by my ancestors when they were 70 years old when they attacked the state of Wei in the north. He killed five generals of the state of Wei and became famous as Longxi camp! This set of armour was later buried with the ancestors, but it was stolen. It was tossed and turned several times before it came back to the hands of my descendants of Zhao. Unfortunately, only half of it was left. "
"I wanted to take it as a family heirloom and pass it on from generation to generation, but that year my son got uremia, and I really couldn't afford to pay for it, so I couldn't only sell it. I ran a lot of places and asked dozens of stores. Either they thought my price was high, or they said it was fake. At last, my son died in the hospital. Now I can't pass on the battle A. "
"When I die again..." The old man wiped his tears. He couldn't speak any more.
"Uncle, can you show me the battle armour?" I asked very sincerely.
The old man paused and said, "OK! Since I was rejected by the villagers, I never let that set of war shine. It's not easy to meet a confidant today. Let's open your eyes. "
With that, he stood up, took out the key from his pocket, and opened a small iron box which was put in the straw shed.
He took out a yellow cloth package from the iron case and bag, which was very serious and delivered to me.