"Girl, is that true?"

The little girl said, "Master, Fluttershy is your personal maidservant, how could she deceive you, of course all this is true." ”

Ye Hao's fingers kept tapping on the table, pondering carefully, if there was really such a person as Han Rong in reality, he would have to think about it carefully.

He recalled Zhang Guoliang's version of "Three Kingdoms Commentary" that he had seen.

It is recorded in the book like this, Han Rong, the word Jizi, one is Han Qiong, and the other is Han Meng (Ziguang). It is a character in the folk Three Kingdoms commentary, a general under Yuan Shao, known as the King of the Golden Gun, Weizhen Hebei, and Hebei famous generals Yan Liang, Wen Chou, Gao Lan, Zhang He, and called Hebei Siting Pillar and a Zhengliang, Han Qiong is that Zhengliang.

When Guan Yu beheaded Yan Liang and Zhu Wenchou, he was sitting in Liaodong, and he served as the commander of Yuan Shao's hundreds of thousands of troops, sweeping Hebei and other places for Yuan Shao, killing the Great Wall, conquering Liaodong, and sitting in the first pass in the world, and made great contributions.

When Cao Cao and Yuan Shao started the Guandu War, Wuchao burned grain, defeated Yuan Shao with a small victory, and captured Hebei. Han Rong had always admired Cao Cao, so he surrendered to Cao Cao. Unexpectedly, Cao Cao's standard of employing people has its own differences. He loves loyal ministers and good generals, and the more he refuses to submit to him, the more he wants to be accepted as a confidant; Whoever is in the twilight and the seller seeks glory, he will look at it differently and will not wait to be seen.

For Han Rong's rebellion against Yuan Gui Cao, Cao Cao has never reused him, Han Rong saw that his situation was getting worse, but it was not as good as before, and he had to live a life of being angry under the fence every day, using his hot face to stick to the master's cold ass, regretting that he had no eyes and no beads, and knew the wrong master.

At this time, he was already over the age of sixties, his ambition was gradually fading, and he gradually felt powerless, so he saw through the red dust, and planned to release his armor and return to the field, and enjoy the blessings of his old age, but Cao Cao repeatedly retained, saying that he was strong and prestigious, and he could be solid if he sat in the first pass in the world.

The general content of Wang Xiongfei's version of "Bloody Battle of Changbanpo" [Fifth Horse Gun Technique] is that Han Rong, the old gun king, is Tong Yuan's junior brother, Zhao Yun's uncle, and guarded Cao Cao's fourth battalion in the first battle of Changbanpo. Han Rong saved his nephew and fought with Zhao Yun for hundreds of rounds on Changbanpo, but was finally defeated by Zhao Yun's gun due to old age.

Thousands of dollars are easy to get, one will be hard to find, if what Ye Shi is really written is true, such a cattle man, if it is not bad, it must be a rare general, if it can be obtained, it can reach tens of thousands of male soldiers, Ye Hao touched his chin, and thought of it.

Ye Hao closed his eyes and rested under the massage of the little girl, and at noon, Ye Hao heard a hearty voice from outside the house.

"Haha, Hao'er is fine, where is he, take me over to see."

A middle-aged man in a green robe, rugged-looking, with tiger eyes, striding forward, extraordinary demeanor, hard body, and the temperament of a military general, he was followed by an old man in his fifties with gray hair.

Although the old man behind him is old, he is also tiger-eyed and energetic, especially a pair of eyes, as if he can see through the world, and he is also mighty and unyielding when he walks.

Ye Hao heard this laughter and asked, "Father, are you back?" ”

"God bless my son to escape the catastrophe, Hao'er, I heard that you are well? My father came to see you, you are so strange today, why didn't you walk around after you got well? ”

Ye Hao lowered his head, directly admitted his mistake and said: "Father, the child went out today, and he was scolded by his mother as soon as he came back, and the child is still reflecting on it." ”

"My son has really grown up to admit his mistakes. For my father, I ask you, have you been to Kong Lao'er today? ”

"Yes, father, I just want to go over and see Miss Kong." Ye Hao said.

"As soon as my son was sick, I went to visit Huaiyu's daughter-in-law, why did I start to be infatuated, because my father went to visit Kong Lao'er when he passed by just now, and guess what, Kong Lao'er actually praised you, saying that you made three good poems. That Kong Lao'er specially wrote it down and hung it on the wall of his house, and the guests who came and went praised my son for his great talent. ”

"I'm really happy to be a husband, you must know that Kong Laoer rarely praises people, and people who can praise him are really rare in this world." Ye Dashan Road.

Hearing this, Ye Hao was a little embarrassed, but still replied: "Father, it was just a child's whim, which made my father laugh." ”

"My son is too modest, what is your 'who is careless, and he will be rewarded with three springs', which expresses the greatness of maternal love, so that the martial artist of the father can't help but praise my son for being really talented."

Ye Dashan turned around and bowed to the gentleman beside him, and said to Ye Hao, "This is your mentor, why don't you call him sir, I heard your mother say that you have amnesia, can't you even remember this." ”

Ye Dashan said respectfully to the old man: "Sir, please give me a pulse and see what the situation is." “

"Back to my father, the child did forget something."

Looking at the spirit of this old man, it must be the old gentleman Han Rong in the mouth of the little girl, Ye Hao arched his hand, "Old man, the apprentice was reckless just now." ”

"Isn't your kid amnesia, out of the way."

The old man touched the pulse, a little unbelievable, yesterday when he took the pulse, he still felt that he could hardly touch the pulse, and he was about to die, and now the pulse was indescribably stable, which was really strange.

"Dashan, when the old man was young, he fought with the barbarians in Liaodong for many years, and he has seen countless incurable diseases, although he is not a professional Langzhong, but he also understands some of them, and this situation like this kid is really unheard of." The old man muttered.

"What does the gentleman think?"

Ye Dashan was really afraid that the old man would say something like this, if that was the case, the Ye family would be dead, he really didn't know what to do, as soon as he thought of Ye Hao's mother's sad and sad look, he was apprehensive.

"Dashan, why are you still the same as when you were young, this rough and rough personality has not changed at all. This kid is fine, his life is hard, and he has been cured. ”

"My son, it is really blessed by the gods and Buddhas, they all say that there will be blessings after the catastrophe, seeing that you can recite poetry again, I am very comforted by my father, my son comes with me, let me tell you one thing, sir, there are no outsiders here, you can come with me."

Before Ye Dashan, Ye Hao and the old man followed, and followed him to the ancestral hall of the Ye family with doubts.

Ye Hao couldn't help asking, "Father, what are you doing here?" ”

He was silent, but the expression on his face was very serious: "My son, come in." ”

Since ancient China, the north is precious, to the north of the king, to the north kowtow, the ancestral hall of the Ye family is in the direction of the north is full of rows of tablets, are the ancestors of the Ye family for generations.

Ye Dashan opened a dark grid, and a tablet jumped out in the middle, engraved with strong gilded characters in traditional Chinese characters, "Ancestor Huo Yao's Spiritual Position".

Ye Dashan knelt on the ground and said to Ye Hao with a serious face: "My son, you also kneel." ”

Ye Hao hurriedly knelt down.

"My son, let me ask you, how many years have you been studying art with your husband?"

"Back to his father, although the child can't remember a lot of things, he also knows that the child has followed the old man to learn martial arts since he was a child."

The old man nodded.

Ye Dashan said: "Hao'er, you were talented and famous in the county before you were seven years old, and you won't be able to make poems soon, when you are ten years old, your father will not give you the idea of filial piety." I thought for my father, if the literature is not good, we will come to the martial arts, I also served as a lieutenant in the Bingzhou army in the early years, and I have always admired Mr. Han's martial arts, so I specially invited him to be a martial artist.

Ye Dashan showed a sense of remembrance and sighed: "In a blink of an eye, seven or eight years have passed, seven or eight years, I didn't expect time to pass so quickly." ”

"Since you practiced martial arts, my father has spent a huge amount of money every year to buy medicinal materials everywhere, just to boil your body, and now you are considered to have achieved a small success, but there is still a long way to go from a first-class martial artist."

"Mr. is originally a disciple of Yu Zhenzi, the junior brother of the spear prodigy Yuan, a martial arts out of the divine realm, and the thirteen states of the Han Dynasty can let him run the scale. It was at his father's request that he stayed, and succumbed to our small Ye family. My son, my father also knows that he has wronged you for so many years, so you cause trouble, you are playful, and your father never asks. Ye Dashan finished his words earnestly.

The old man touched his gray beard and replied lightly: "Dashan, don't say that, I am in love with Hao'er, I like this kid very much, otherwise I won't stay even if it is ten thousand taels of gold." ”

"Hao'er, do you know that your father Weishenme will definitely force you to learn martial arts?" Ye Dashan was serious.

Ye Hao pondered for a while, and replied very cautiously: "The child guesses that the father wants the child to be physically strong, and he doesn't want the child to be the powerless scholar." ”

Ye Dashan's face was solemn, "Wrong, it's because we are the descendants of the famous Han general Huo Yao!" ”