Tang He and Da Kui returned to the Tutu Temple, and all the martyrs were waiting impatiently. They all made an appointment to use Yang Luji's head as a memorial to the dead heroes. It was a delusion to go to the graves to retrieve the bodies of the heroes, so they had to use a piece of wood to make a spiritual tablet and stand on it.
On the altar table, Yang Luji's head was offered with a handful of earth as incense, and everyone worshiped hastily.
After everyone finished the ceremony, Tang He asked, "What are your plans for the future?"
All the righteous men had already admired Tang He greatly, and they all raised their hands and said: "We are willing to hold the whip and kick for General Tang, and let General Tang drive him."
Dakui also said: "I also want to follow Brother Tang. I will follow you wherever you go."
Lao Huang said with a smile: "Well, if these heroes can follow General Tang, they can show their talents. But this little brother...?" The implication is that he dislikes Dakui for being young and not knowing martial arts!
After Dakui and Tang He spent the night together, they already admired Tang He completely. When he saw what Lao Huang said, he hurriedly said: "I want to learn martial arts from Brother Tang. Brother Tang, please accept me."
Tang He said to Dakui: "Little brother, it's not that I, Tang He, have a good eye but a weak hand. I still have big things to do when I come out this time. Even if I return to the army, I will be busy with military affairs every day and have no time to teach you." He pondered for a while and then said: "In the Jianghu.
Each mountain is higher than the next, so you'd better seek out famous teachers to learn skills." After saying that, he turned to Pang Heihu and said, "Take out sixty taels of silver."
Pang Heihu was stunned and said: "The marshal only approved two hundred taels of silver before leaving, and the expenses for the trip were less than one hundred taels."
Tang He said: "Let's be frugal, forty taels of silver is enough." Pang Heihu muttered, took out sixty taels of silver from the purse in his arms and handed it to Tang He.
Tang He turned to Dakui and said, "Little brother, this is the silver I lost in a bet with you. Take it." After saying that, he put the silver in Dakui's hand. Dakui looked at the three heavy ingots in his hand and bowed his head without saying a word.
Tang He said: "It's time to set off without further delay." After that, he led everyone out of the temple gate and took the road to the north. Dakui followed the crowd silently, but Tang He looked back and stopped.
Dakui lowered his head and walked to Tang He and said, "Brother Tang, I'll see you off."
Tang He said with a smile: "That's fine. We haven't had enough water or rice since yesterday. Let's go to the town ahead and eat and drink happily. We will go on the road after we are full." All the martyrs cheered loudly.
In Meishan Town, twenty miles north of Jeju City, everyone found a tavern, divided into two tables, served food and drinks, and talked about drinking. Everyone was a careless person and did not follow formalities. They ate large portions of meat and drank from large bowls. Only Da Kui sat there with his head down.
Tang He didn't move his chopsticks around him. Tang He saw it and asked, "Little brother, why don't you eat?"
Dakui said angrily: "I still want to follow Brother Tang."
Tang He chuckled: "A man has his ambitions in all directions, but a hero can't drink enough. Come on, let's drink this bowl of wine before we talk." He grabbed the wine jar and poured a full bowl of wine into the porcelain bowl in front of Dakui.
Seeing that there was a turning point, Da Kui picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in two gulps.
He cheered "Good" soup and poured another bowl for Da Kui.
Dakui asked: "Brother Tang, are you willing to accept me?"
Tang He said: "I don't want to take you in, but I can show you a place to go."
Upon hearing this, Dakui lowered his head and complained: "You still won't accept me."
Tang He said solemnly: "Although my master passed away early due to illness, I still have an uncle named 'Infatuated Taoist'. His old man is now a monk at Feiyun Temple in Tiantai Mountain, Taizhou. I can write a book for you and recommend you to him."
Learn skills there."
Dakui asked hurriedly: "What are his abilities?"
Tang He smiled mysteriously and said: "Treading on the snow will leave no trace, and flying leaves will also hurt people."
Hearing this, Dakui shouted happily: "Shopkeeper, get some paper and pen quickly, quickly, quickly."
Tang He laughed loudly, picked up the wine bowl and drank it all in one gulp. After taking the pen and paper from the bartender, Tang He thought about it for a while and wrote it. After finishing the letter, he blew it dry in the wind, folded it several times and handed it to Dakui.
Dakui was so happy, he held the letter in his arms like a treasure.
Tang He said: "Little brother, let's go and eat now." After saying this, Dakui felt that he was really hungry. He grabbed two steamed buns from the table with his left hand. He held chopsticks in his right hand, and the wind was blowing. During this time, Tang He said
I asked the waiter to add more dishes twice.
When Dakui was full, Tang He laughed and said: "Little brother, he has a good appetite, hahahaha." Dakui was a little embarrassed by the laughter. He even ate ten steamed buns and several soup dishes. There was no one around him who could eat better than him.
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Tang He said again: "When I was your age, I was carefree. Later, my home was destroyed and my relatives died, so I gave up literature and martial arts. I was determined to drive out the barbarians and restore my country." All the righteous people watched.
Both of them said nothing while talking about Tang He.
Tang He said again: "Brother Dakui, since you call me Brother Tang, I would like to give you a few words of advice. You still have a high place in your home, and don't do anything willful. As the saying goes: The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to be quiet.
It is a great regret in life to be filial and have no relatives. So you should serve your mother well at home. I wonder if you will listen to what my elder brother says or not?"
Dakui said with a silly smile, "I listen to everything Brother Tang says," and then he chuckled.
Tang He said: "In that case, let's drink three bowls of wine together." Dakui followed the instructions and picked up the wine bowl and drank three bowls with Tang He. Tang He laughed and shouted happily.
Tang and Lao Huang, who was opposite him, said: "I have heard for a long time that General Tang is capable of both literary and military skills. Today I might as well show off my literary talents to help him enjoy the wine!" All the righteous men cheered loudly.
Tang He said with a smile: "I used to write and write when I was a boy. Now that everyone is so interested in it, Tang He is showing off his shame." After saying that, he picked up the pen to feed the ink, walked to a flour wall and started writing quickly. Only the pen was visible.
Zoulongshe's handwriting was strong and he left a poem on the white wall in just a moment.
"Drunken Mountains and Rivers" has a mind of eight thousand miles and embraces the sun and moon with ambition. Looking up to the sky and laughing, frightening the flying birds, no matter the clouds and clear weather, the lack of wine is sweet. Looking down at the sea, looking up to the Big Dipper, there is a cup of fine wine. The scenery can only be found in the dangerous peaks, and the only sweet springs are
Qichuan flows. Don't wait for a blank head, drink to relieve your sorrow... The signature is: Haozhou Tang Dingchen
As soon as Tang He finished writing, there was a burst of cheers around him. Not only the volunteers, but also other diners also gave high-fives. Dakui saw this and secretly made up his mind: 'I must learn martial arts well and study more. I will also make a man like Tang in the future.
A great hero like Big Brother'.
At this time, Tang He was already a god-like existence in Da Kui's eyes. Da Kui was filled with reverie, and felt a little dazed. The experience of the past two days was the first time in Da Kui's life, but all the fatigue and pain felt to Da Kui.
It was worth it. I just drank a few more bowls of wine. When the wine got stronger, Dakui leaned over the table and fell into a deep sleep.
When Da Kui woke up, he found that he was in a bed with a quilt covering him. He sat up covering his groggy head and looked around. Everything seemed so unfamiliar. Suddenly he remembered something and reached out to touch his arms. Fortunately, the money and letters were there.
I was still there. I got out of bed, put on my shoes, and happened to see the bartender when I walked out of the room.
Dakui asked hurriedly: "Hey, little second brother. Why do I sleep here?"
The bartender said: "You are drunk. The person at your table asked the shop to look after you."
Dakui asked hurriedly: "Where are they?"
The bartender replied: "I'll leave after eating, but don't worry. Those guests have already paid their bills before leaving."
"Brother Tang is gone?" Dakui muttered to himself and walked out of the restaurant.
The bartender came up from behind and said, "My lord, your pole." Da Kui took the pole and turned around blankly and walked home.