Chapter 9: The Oath of Brotherhood Without Me

“Huh, this is——”

When Liu Bei woke up from his sleep, he felt a headache, as if he was drunk last night and just woke up today.

He rubbed his forehead.

The sunlight that entered the room was a bit blinding, and the temperature was warmer than when we took the photo yesterday. The wooden beams, walls, and windows were all a bit old.
Liu Bei suddenly realized something and hurriedly touched his side. Wow, it was a strong tendon. The feel was too familiar. This was -

Benefit!

He stretched his head over and took a look.

It really is the black-faced man Zhang Fei. At this moment, he is sleeping soundly with his eyes open.

"call"

Liu Bei resisted the urge to shout out loud. He took a deep breath, tiptoed to his feet, and covered Zhang Fei with the blanket.

Open the door gently.

Familiar scenery came into view, the bumpy road, the low houses of varying heights, and even the city walls seemed to have suffered from the wind and frost. The walls were mottled, and the air was filled with all kinds of smells, the sweat of people, horses, and cows mixed together, especially a man driving a group of pigs passing by in front.

The smell made Liu Bei's eyebrows twitch wildly, and he felt like he was going to vomit stomach acid.

Compared with the fairyland, this place is simply an uncivilized and barbaric era
It feels like a dream.
Liu Bei raised his head. If the knowledge in his head was not so clear, he would have really treated it as a dream.

But it doesn’t matter. Although the fairyland is fascinating, this is my hometown and the land I strive for.
Liu Bei clenched his fists.

"Xuan De, why are you standing here?"

Hearing the voice, Liu Bei turned around and saw a simple and honest young man sitting in the shed, smiling at him.

He strode up to the young man, walked to the opposite side, and sat down cross-legged in a carefree manner.

"Xianhe, why are you here?" Liu Bei asked.

"My wife is going back to her parents' home to visit her parents, and there is no one to prepare food for me, so I have no choice but to come out and take a look."

As he spoke, Jian Yong lifted up the bowl, which was full of brown millet, and the only meat was a small piece of fat.

Jian Yong and Jian Xianhe were Liu Bei's childhood playmates, and they had a very good relationship. In addition, Jian Yong was very good at speaking.

If they really had to debate (quarrel), Liu Bei believed that ten Liu Xuande could not catch up with one Jian Xianhe, but the two of them got along very well, and it was just a joke between friends at most.

"Xuan De, what are you thinking about? Have you eaten yet? Do you want to try some?"

"No thanks." Liu Bei rejected Jian Yong's kindness. He pointed at Jian Yong's face and said, "Xianhe, on your face."

Jian Yong quickly touched it and took a closer look, and found that it was a few grains of millet.

"Xuan De, I am sorry to have made you laugh. I just fell asleep accidentally and my face hit the bowl. I didn't expect that there were still a few grains of millet on it."

"Fell asleep?"

Liu Bei suddenly became interested and thought, could it be that Xianhe also went to the fairyland like me, Yide and Yunchang? No, that's not right, then why didn't I see Xianhe?

"Yes, Mr. Liu, you have no idea how funny Xianhe looked." The shopkeeper came over with a wooden board, a teasing look on his face towards Jian Yong, and he was about to put the board in front of Liu Bei.

Liu Bei waved his hands and refused, "Mr. Zhang, there is no need to spend money. I am not like Xianhe, who has delayed breakfast until now. You should take it back."

"No, no, no, Mr. Liu, you misunderstood. This is not food. Look."

Mr. Zhang put the wooden board down.

When Liu Bei took a look, he found that it was not food, but a cup of hot water.

It's still steaming at this moment.

Liu Bei clasped his fists and thanked him.

Zhang Laozhang said, "You're welcome. My boy is grateful to you for finding him a job to make a living. I don't know how to thank you enough. This is really disrespectful. Please serve him while it's hot." Hot water is not as common as in the fairyland. The people of the Han Dynasty cannot boil hot water casually. The firewood for boiling water costs money.

During the filming, he once heard someone say that even in the wealthy fairyland, some places still retain such a tradition. When a guest visits, the first thing to do is to pour a cup of hot water, call it tea, and hand it to the guest with both hands as a courtesy.

Not to mention the big man, a cup of hot water is enough to show the other person's intentions, which is true respect from the heart.

But Liu Bei couldn't be happy. Having read about the prevention and emergency treatment of common diseases, he naturally knew the benefits of hot water.

Although some of his words are really hard to understand, washing hands and drinking hot water can play a very good role in avoiding certain diseases.

Just to let all the people of Han drink hot water.
It’s so difficult.

Liu Bei shook his head and kept the thought in his mind for the time being. He exchanged a few words with Mr. Zhang and watched him leave.

At this time, Jian Yong finally finished eating the millet.

Liu Bei leaned close to Jian Yong's ear and whispered, "Xianhe, tell me, what was your dream?"

Jian Yong glanced at Liu Bei, his tone somewhat indignant, and whispered in a low voice, "Xuan De, how many years have we known each other? Even earlier than Yi De. I actually saw you, Yi De, and a red-faced man named Guan Yu swearing brotherhood in Taoyuan, but I, Jian Yong, Jian Xianhe, was not among them!"

Even Liu Bei, who was known for his calmness in the face of adversity, could not help but become nervous. He thought to himself, Oh no, how could I have forgotten Xianhe? "Xianhe, listen to me..."

"Snapped--"

Before Liu Bei could finish his words, a loud slap interrupted him completely. He looked at Jian Yong in disbelief.

There was a clear red handprint on Jian Yong's honest face.

"Xianhe, what are you doing?"

If you have something to say, just say it nicely. Why do you have to slap yourself in the face?
Jian Yong covered his face and bowed to Liu Bei, "I am really not a human being, even worse than pigs and dogs. I actually had such a ridiculous dream. Xuande is a sincere gentleman, how could he betray me and swear brotherhood with others? He deserves to be beaten, he deserves to be beaten!"

"Xianhe, calm down, calm down!"

Liu Bei felt that the cushion under his butt was as hot as a stove. He really couldn't sit still at all, so he quickly jumped up and tried to grab Jian Yong's arm.

Jian Yong refused repeatedly, swaying and dodging. Even when his arm was grabbed, he did not dare to look at Liu Bei. He said, "Xuan De, I am not worthy, I am not worthy, I am too ashamed to see anyone!"

Liu Bei's temper suddenly flared up.

“Jian Xianhe!”

At Liu Bei's roar, Jian Yong was subconsciously stunned.

In just a few seconds of trance, Jian Yong's lowered head was successfully pulled back by Liu Bei.

"Xianhe." Liu Bei said softly, "Don't you understand? I have always regarded you as my brother. As for..."

"Xuan De, I am satisfied with your words!!!"

Jian Yong excitedly grabbed Liu Bei's hand, and there seemed to be light in his eyes.

Liu Bei just felt his scalp tingling, Nai Gong hasn't finished speaking yet!
Just when Liu Bei was about to explain, he felt a very burly man coming from behind him. He was so tall that he was like a wall, even blocking out the sunlight.

The shadow cast on the ground looked very familiar.

not good!

Liu Bei was screaming wildly in his heart, he immediately turned around and tried to stop the man from speaking.

Unfortunately, it's still a step too late.

Zhang Fei shouted loudly: "Big Brother!!!"

"? Big brother?" Jian Yong looked at Liu Bei dimly.

Liu Bei was really confused. He said anxiously, "Let me explain!"

(End of this chapter)