On the afternoon of the day before the rest of the day, Ma Yue rode the high-headed horse at home and went straight to the Taishou Mansion. In today's era, a teacher for one day and a father for life, a boy born in heaven and earth can have no ambitions, can not be enterprising, but if he is not filial, it will be difficult for him to get ahead.

As the sun sank, Ma Yue arrived at the Thorn History Mansion and was led into the side hall by the housekeeper Zhang Bo all the way, and saw Liang Hu of the Thorn Shi with Pei and their children, the eldest son Liang Yuan's second daughter Pei Ying'er coming. Liangzhou is different from the Central Plains, and there is no habit of not eating at the same table with women here.

"San Lang is here, let's have dinner together."

During the banquet, Liang Hu looked at the broken hair on Ma Yue's left sideburns and the scar on his left eye and asked, "Why do you have so many scars on San Lang?" ”

Ma Yue's left side of his hair was cut off a lot by a knife in the village of Di that day, and later the witch doctor treated him and cut off all the hair that was stuck with blood, which was a bit funny. The scar on his left eye was cut by a bandit on the trip to the Western Regions, and when he saw Liang Hu asking, he scratched his head and said with a red face: "The bun was attacked by Xianbei thieves in the village of the people on Bingzhou Road the year before last, and less than half of his hair was cut off by a broken knife. As for the face, he followed a friend's caravan to the Western Regions in the thirteenth year and was injured by bandits. ”

Although the body is a parent, it is inevitable that he will be injured in this war, and Liang Hu has nothing to say, not to mention that saving people is a great act. As a disciple of Confucianism, most of them will step into officialdom and embark on the road of official career in the future, but Ma Yue's appearance is probably not a good choice for officialdom.

Sighing, Liang Hu said, "San Lang is suffering. ”

These things from the past have become a valuable asset for Ma Yue now. Those perilous experiences didn't leave him with a broken arm or leg, and it hardly had any effect on him. Sooner or later, the world will be in chaos, and when the world is in chaos, the princes will conquer, and people will only care about whether his martial arts are high or not, and whether his power and scheming are qualified enough, and no one will pay attention to this scar on his face anymore.

Pei Ying'er sat not far from Ma Yue, looking at the three-inch-long terrible scar on Ma Yue's left face and Ma Yue's reminiscence of the past, and said with a smile: "Actually, Ying'er thinks that the handsome young man with beautiful eyebrows also has a straw bag, and the person with a vicious face may not be a reliable hero, not to mention that the brother of the Ma family is also very heroic when he looks closely." ”

Ma Yue smiled and touched his nose, he was a year older than Pei Ying'er, but he really didn't know if he was a reliable person. He has always felt that a man like Guan Yu who stands up to the sky, does not talk empty words, and only does practical things is worthy of the word 'reliable'.

Pei Ying'er felt very funny when she saw Ma Yue's somewhat shy appearance, and said with a smile: "Look at you so powerful, but you are only one year older than me, how long have you been practicing martial arts, you can actually defeat so many thieves, much more powerful than the guards in the house." ”

When Ma Yue heard this, he hurriedly waved his hand and said, "The sharp soldiers in Mr.'s Mansion are all brave and elite, but I am still a lot worse." They're all real heroes, and I'm nothing. ”

Pei Ying'er hooked the corners of her mouth, she seemed to like to see Ma Yue being forced into an embarrassment by words, while Liang Yuan, the eldest son of Liang Hu, snorted very disdainfully. Compared with Pei's and Liang Hu's slight affection for Ma Yue, Ma Yue is obviously not liked by this young boy and girl. Liang Yuan is also about the same age as Ma Yue, fifteen or sixteen years old, and he is a young man who really abides by etiquette and law when he sits in the middle of the banquet.

Snorted, Liang Yuan, who had not made a sound, said softly: "Of course you are not a hero. ”

As soon as Liang Yuan said this, although his voice was not loud, except for Pei Ying'er, everyone at the banquet changed their faces, and Liang Hu said angrily: "Boshuo, what are you talking about, don't apologize to San Lang quickly." ”

Pei Shi also changed his face and said to Liang Yuan: "Yuan'er, this is my mother's life-saving benefactor, what are you talking about." ”

Ma Yue pinched the wine glass in his hand, squinted his eyes and said, "Please continue to speak." ”

He has always had a good temper, not at all as fierce as his second brother, but he asked himself that there was nothing disrespectful to this pair of men and women. The little girl was a little scared because of the scar on her face, and she always endured it with verbal sarcasm, Liang Yuan actually said this, which made him angry, although he understood that the Ma family wanted to rise, and relying on Liang Hu's huge network of assassins was an absolute shortcut.

Liang Yuan has a bookish anger on his body, not the kind that can't help but be weak, whether it is Liang Hu or Liang Yuan, Ma Yue has never seen the kind of bookish anger of later generations in the Han Dynasty readers. If Liang Hu's temperament is the shape of an art master, then Liang Yuan's temperament is a righteous spirit. The gentlemen of the Han family practiced the six arts, from the princes to the scholars, and most of the scribes had a hand of swordsmanship, and it was impossible to have a sense of weakness.

"No offense." Putting down the wine glass, Liang Yuan tapped his fingers on the table and said: "Mr. has a cloud when I pass on my swordsmanship, the sword is the king of the soldiers, and the gentleman does not take advantage of the danger of others." Did Saburo take advantage of the unpreparedness of the people to come out that day? Whether or not to kill a man after he has fallen to the ground and is unable to fight again is not in line with the virtue of a gentleman. ”

Ma Yue's eyes widened and he looked at Liang Yuan with a righteous face and said these words sonorously, so that he could hardly resist the urge to shoot the case and scream, took a few deep breaths, and asked, "With the meaning of the son, how about the more you should be?" ”

"Naturally, face the enemy head-on, no matter whether you win or lose, you will not fall into the virtue of a gentleman!"

Ma Yue hooked the corners of his mouth and chuckled: "Childe's swordsmanship is superb, the more I think that what Childe said is the way of life, not swordsmanship." Under the words of the body of the child's daughter, there are countless heroic warriors who die for the son, and it is natural to restrain himself with the behavior of a gentleman, but if this method is pursued by Yue, it is the method of death that died young. ”

Ma Yue said with a smile: "There are many ways to be a hero, and it is also my expectation to be called a hero after death, but I will never die in the name of a gentleman." He pointed to the scar on the left side of his face and said: "This knife makes me look vicious, the man who slashed me is the leader of the bandits in the mountains and forests, I have reason to believe that he led his minions to plunder the four directions so that his wife and children would no longer starve and freeze, I believe, I believed it when I killed him." But he wants to kill me, so he's going to die. ”

"I will not give my life for the life and death of others, I am not the price. Unless I die, so that the children of Liangzhou will not die early, and the men of Liangzhou will no longer die from the sword soldiers, then I am willing to die. No one will want to take my life until this ambition is fulfilled. ”

Ma Yue still has his own reserve and pride, so he did not laugh at Liang Yuan, who had never been on the battlefield. People have different classes, and their experiences will not be the same. Liang Yuan's family background determined that he might only have a few chances in his life to draw the sword at his waist to fight for himself, and a lot of good men were willing to fight for him in exchange for promotion.

But the more different he is, he was born in the common people, and the only thing he can accompany all his life is the sword and never absence, and not drawing the sword means dying and becoming the rolling dust in the troubled times.