The smell of meat filled the night sky, and Zhao Yong and Xue Zimo each held a tiger cub and secretly walked to Zhao Wuming's side. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Wuming was holding a piece of venison and was barbecuing. Watching the two of them come over, a smile was revealed. Looking at the front deliberately, Zhao Yu and Xue Qian were talking in the middle of a group of people: "Why aren't you there, what are you doing here?"

"Then uncle, why did you run away from where?". Zhao Yong didn't answer, but smiled brightly.

Zhao Wuming looked at the venison roasted on the bonfire: "I don't like to make noise by nature, and it's not bad to come out and drink and eat meat on the side."

"Isn't it my uncle's idea to hold a bonfire after the safari?" Zhao Yong deliberately asked Zhao Wuming.

Zhao Wuming smiled and didn't answer, looking at the roasted venison with a focused expression. Zhao Yong blinked, then looked at Xue Zimo.

Xue Zimo nodded at Zhao Yong, and the tiger cub in his arms stared at the venison, revealing pitiful eyes.

Zhao Wuming turned around and saw the pitiful appearance of the tiger cub, as if he had thought of something, and looked at the two: "It's been so long, haven't you fed these two tiger cubs."

"Feeding?". Zhao Yong looked at Xue Zimo suspiciously, and the two shook their heads at the same time to indicate that they didn't know.

Seeing the two of them shaking their heads, Zhao Wuming stood up and pulled out the bronze sword at his waist and melted it twice on the venison.

Two pieces of venison, which had been roasted, fell under the pitiful gaze of the two tiger cubs.

The two tiger cubs, ignoring their respective little masters, immediately jumped out of their arms. When the two pieces of venison were about to fall to the ground, they took a bite and chewed with relish.

Zhao Yong glared at the two tiger cubs angrily. Zhao Wuming was amused by Zhao Yong's appearance: "You don't give them food, and now it's a matter of course to forget you."

"Uncle, how do you know they're hungry". Zhao Yong looked at Zhao Wuming suspiciously, and asked him.

Zhao Wuming's eyes looked ahead, and when he saw that there were bonfires and figures everywhere, he immediately explained: "Because I have been hunting all day today, I haven't even eaten anyone, let alone them."

"Uncle cheats". Zhao Yong deliberately made an angry appearance when he heard the explanation: "Uncle hasn't answered my question just now?"

Zhao Wuming was stunned for a moment, and he didn't understand what Zhao Yong had just asked: "Yong'er, weren't you asking just now, why do I know that they are hungry?"

"No, it's the previous question." Zhao Yong prompted, seeing that Zhao Wuming looked at Xue Zimo on the side with a confused expression: "Zimo, tell your uncle, what question did I just ask."

Xue Zimo followed Zhao Yong's example and repeated the question to Zhao Wuming: "Just now, Wang Sun asked the fourth prince, wasn't it proposed by the fourth prince to hold a bonfire after the safari?"

"I suggested it, what's wrong?". Zhao Wuming immediately recalled the question just now, and deliberately asked Zhao Yong and Xue Zimo rhetorically.

Zhao Yong secretly pointed to the bonfire in front of Zhao Yu and them: "Then why is my uncle not inside, but he tried his best to say goodbye to them, and roasted venison alone in this remote and quiet place."

"Because I like to be quiet, it doesn't conflict with the proposal to have a campfire, after all, it's a day of safari. Even if we weren't tired, the guards would have been tired, and it would be only right to go back after eating and drinking." Zhao Wuming explained to Zhao Yong the intention of holding a bonfire.

Xue Zimo looked ahead, not knowing why a question suddenly arises: "Fourth prince, why do you say that in this world, you can't stop fighting?" It would be nice if every day could be the same as it is now."

"Zimo, why did you come up with such an idea?" Zhao Wuming was very interested in listening to the question, and subconsciously asked Xue Zimo.

Xue Zimo blinked: "Because last year, the Wei State raided Handan, and I ran out with my mother." Although there are many people in the government who protect them along the way, they still suffer a lot. So I thought about this question at that time, Fourth Son, you said that this fight is going back and forth, when will it end."

"The end? Zimo, do you know how the word Wu is written? “。 Zhao Wuming listened to Xue Zimo's words, and continued to ask him after a while.

Xue Zimo thought for a moment and explained to him: "Four ......."

"You and Yong'er are like brothers, I call your father Brother Xue, if you don't dislike it, call me uncle in private." Zhao Wuming immediately interrupted Xue Zimo's words and asked him to change his name.

Xue Zimo was stunned for a moment, and looked at Zhao Yong as if asking for help, Zhao Yong couldn't help but be overjoyed: "Zimo, you just listen to your uncle, I feel good like this."

"Uncle, uncle". Xue Zimo looked at Zhao Wuming and paused when shouting, obviously a little uncomfortable.

Zhao Wuming felt that the word uncle was much more pleasing to the ear than when he called the fourth son, and couldn't help but smile: "Then you can answer my question now."

"My mother once told me that the only way to stop fighting is to fight." Xue Zimo relayed to Zhao Wuming the explanation that his mother had told him about this word.

Zhao Wuming did not answer immediately, but looked at Zhao Yong: "Yong'er, what do you think can make this world war-free."

"No war?". Zhao Yong fell into deep thought, and looked at Zhao Wuming for a long time: "A good man should be ambitious in all directions, urging horses and whips to gallop on the battlefield with thousands of troops. When one day all the enemies fall, there will be no more war in this world."

"Yong'er, what if one day you find that your enemies are endless? Could it be that at that time, the Zhao Kingdom could only fall into the boundless soil? “。 Zhao Wuming asked rhetorically at Zhao Yong.

Zhao Yong blurted out without thinking: "The enemy will not retreat because of your retreat, so even if I know that there is a boundless quagmire ahead, I will rush towards it without hesitation."

"Yong'er, is this your idea?". Looking at Zhao Yong in front of him, it seemed that he was not facing a ten-year-old boy, but the powerful Zhao Wuling King. Zhao Wuming subconsciously asked him.

Zhao Yong shook his head: "This is my father's idea, since Handan fell into the hands of the Wei State, my father has been worried every day. At this time, the five kingdoms of Wei, Qi, Qin, Chu, and Han are becoming stronger and stronger, but my Zhao State should have been empty for all these years, and the people have suffered a lot. If you follow the path of the other five countries and change the law to become stronger, it will be completely too late in time. Then there is only one way at this time, and that is to fight. Through war, let them all stop. Give our country a buffer time, so that our country has time to change the law calmly."

"War for time?". Zhao Wuming seemed to be in the torrent of history for a while, in another time and space, isn't Zhao Yu just such a monarch? If it weren't for the fact that he fought every year, where would King Wuling of Zhao have time to carry out Hufu cavalry shooting, then the powerful Zhao State would not have appeared. As the fourth son of Zhao and the fourth brother of Zhao Yu, do you want to do something for this country? .

Xue Zimo listened to the conversation between the two and looked at Zhao Wuming: "Uncle, is this what you mean by stopping fighting as a martial artist?"

"Yes and no, Zimo, you have to understand. Those who move troops every year do not like to fight, but do it as a last resort." After Zhao Wuming finished speaking, he added another sentence at the end: "Just like the future prince and Yong'er's father."

Xue Zimo nodded as if he didn't understand, and Zhao Yong asked Zhao Wuming suspiciously: "Uncle, after my father succeeds to the throne in the future, will he fight every year?"

"Yes, because I want to survive in this troubled world." After Zhao Wuming finished speaking, he seemed to think of something, and asked Zhao Yong rhetorically: "Yong'er, what is your real ambition."

"Seeing my uncle's solo horse is very majestic, and my nephew wants to grow up. Follow your uncle's example, form an army of one-man horses, and lead them to the world." As soon as Zhao Yong's voice fell, it was as if there were hundreds of thousands of cavalry in his hands, whistling between the heavens and the earth.

The words Hufu Riding and Shooting flashed through my mind again, although this was a completely unrelated world. But sometimes history is really hard to change. Zhao Wuming sighed in his heart, isn't he and Seoul the same as this Zhao State at this time? Under the seemingly calm situation, in fact, it is already full of dangers, and perhaps one carelessly will leave the bones behind.

Just when the three of them were thinking about their own thoughts, Zhao Yu, who was sitting next to the bonfire in front of them, stood up and faced the direction where Zhao Wuming was: "Fourth brother, it's getting late, and I'll be full." Now that the end is coming, shouldn't you also come here and sit."

"Please wait a moment, big brother". Zhao Wuming replied to Zhao Yu.

Zhao Yu nodded, and then sat down again.

A burst of meat fragrance wafted in, and Zhao Wuming knew that the venison had been roasted, so he immediately took it off and handed it to Zhao Yong: "You two eat slowly, uncle, I will go to your father first."

"Uncle Xie's venison". Zhao Yong took the roasted venison and looked at Xue Zimo happily. The two didn't wait for Zhao Wuming to leave, and they started eating directly.

Zhao Wuming smiled and walked towards Zhao Yu's bonfire.

A group of people saw Zhao Wuming coming and spoke one after another.

"The fourth prince proposed a bonfire, but the fourth prince secretly left, and suggested that he should be fined three bottles of wine."

"Agree, please don't shirk the fourth son."

"It's strange below, when did the fourth prince run away elsewhere."

Listening to these remarks, Zhao Wuming hurriedly picked up the wine bottle and poured it into the wine bottle in front of him, and after a while, the wine bottle was full and then served: "This time it is my son's fault, and my son is willing to punish himself for three bottles."

"Wait, I'm going back soon. If you drink too much wine, it is inconvenient to ride a war horse. As a brother, he is willing to do it for him." After Zhao Yu finished speaking, he picked up the wine bottle in front of him and drank it directly.

Xue Qian reacted when he saw this, and also took the wine bottle and drank it all: "At this time, the banquet is held below, and as the host, I am willing to work for the fourth son."

"Big brother, Brother Xue". Zhao Wuming looked at the two of them and was a little moved in his heart, but the words came to his lips, so he could only pick up the wine and learn from them to drink it all.

Everyone looked at it and smiled, and Zhao Jia said: "One is the brother of the fourth son, and the other is the host of this banquet." There are two of them instead of the four sons, and the four sons drink a bottle of wine, a total of three bottles. In this case, the matter is clear. If it's getting late today, it's time for us to go back."

"Yes, it's time to go back". When everyone heard Zhao Jia's words, they immediately got up.

A guard and private soldier quickly began to assemble. The bonfire was extinguished, and everyone turned on their horses. With a wave of the horsewhip, he galloped away in the direction of Xindu with the night.

(To be continued.) )