After learning about Chen Zhen's person, deeds, and profound background from Zeng Ji's mouth, Lord Xinling and Zhang Zuo were very surprised. Such a huge force cannot be controlled only by the Chen family. There must be something behind it.

There was a more powerful force, and even Chen Zhen was probably just a puppet pushed to the forefront by this force. The two restrained their desire to communicate with each other, hoping that Zhong Zengji would reveal more information.

At this time, Zeng Ji opened his mouth and said to Mr. Xiahou: "Sir, sitting and standing near the emperor, he must be an extraordinary person. I dare to ask who he is!"

Lord Xinling was greatly ashamed, and he bowed down and said, "This is the sin of an orphan. I forget my courtesy when I see my brother Zeng. I am not guilty of this! This Mr. Xiahou came to Wei with Lord Mengchang. He lives in the neighboring country of Xuedi and is a native of Pei."

Now that Lord Mengchang has passed away, I can rely on him to help me around, hold the bridle of my chariot, and welcome guests."

Zeng Ji paid his respects and said, "Zeng would like to meet Young Servant Xiahou!"

Mr. Xiahou moved to the side, turned sideways and saluted: "The stables offered by me are not comparable to those of Tengda temple. I dare not treat them as a gift to my brother!"

Zeng Jidao: "I am also lying in the grass, so why should I be alone in the stable?"

Mr. Xiahou said: "I followed my ancestors, but I had no merit and wasted no time. With the help of the new monarch, I can follow you around and do the work of dogs and horses."

Lord Xinling said: "Sir, you are the emperor and cannot be replaced. There is no need to work on the stables personally. The master said that what you use in one day will be hidden in the work of a thousand days. Therefore, as a charioteer, I live next to the stable owner."

When Zeng Ji heard this, he was silent for a long time and said: "The virtue of the teacher is a hundred times that of the minister!"

Mr. Xiahou said: "Why do you say this?"

Zeng Jidao: "I am crouching in the grass to obey my master's orders; sir, I live in a stable and am content with myself. This minister is not as good as sir. I am concerned with the sword. Even if I try to figure it out day and night, I can't get rid of my body; sir, when I am in the imperial position, I depreciate myself and my dignity.

Toiling in stables, living among dung and grass, and being content and contented. This minister is not as good as the teacher. A minister to the master is a servant, and the body is humble; a teacher is to the king, a ruler, and his position is noble. This minister is not as good as

Sir, there are three things. He is especially inferior when it comes to his detailed words. Only these three things will make me prostrate myself!" After saying this, he prostrated himself on the ground.

Mr. Xiahou turned slightly, bowed and returned the salute: "This is because we are of one heart and one mind. Although I can't do anything, you should still respect me and take it as a warning!" After a while, Mr. Xiahou said: "Respected father, since I went to Qin from my ancestors, I dared to die in Qin.

?Your lord is planning for Qin, so there must be some discussion."

Zeng Jidao: "Although my lord has entered Qin, my ministers have not been with him for a long time and cannot understand his feelings."

Lord Xinling comforted him and said, "Mr. Chen is a conspirator of the Qin Dynasty. This is not a temporary thing. Sir, you will definitely gain his affection."

Zeng Jidao: "I accept the words from your Majesty." Suddenly the conversation changed and he said: "I have something to say, please listen to it!"

Lord Xinling said: "Sir, please tell me. I would like to accept your invitation."

Zeng Jidao: "I was born in Chu and grew up in Xue. I lost my father and mother when I was young and had little experience in teaching. When I grew up, I often hid in the grass and rarely in the temple. Therefore, I was not familiar with the rituals in the temple and had a good relationship with the grass. Now I am in love with the grass.

Gentlemen, we are kind to each other and would like to form a brotherly relationship. I would like to ask for your help!"

Lord Xinling said: "That's a good thing to say. Mengchang is in my father's position; Mr. Xiahou and others are all left alone by the ancestors; Mr. Zhang and Mr. Xiahou are both in the same way. In today's troubled times, it is right.

Let’s clear away the chaos together with the heroes and enjoy the peace of three lifetimes together!”

Uncle Tang said: "That's a good thing to say!" Then he turned around and whispered a few words to Lu Buwei under the tree. Lu Buwei understood and stood up to leave. Uncle Tang appointed a Tang driver to follow Lu Buwei.

Tang Shu said: "Since we share the same friendship and righteousness, we must swear blood as an oath. Anyone who violates this alliance will be punished by heaven and earth!"

Uncle Tang's words shocked Zhang Zou. He himself was nothing. Lord Xinling, the younger brother of the Prince of Wei, was inferior to one person and superior to ten thousand people. Even if the princes gathered to form an alliance and swore an oath with blood, it would not be an exaggeration.

, how can we make an alliance based on blood in the grass? Just as he was about to stand up to stop him, Lord Xinling seemed to have some idea, even though his back was turned to him, and when the sky turned dark, he quietly stretched out his hand to hold him.

Lu Buwei and the Tang coachman brought in a large urn, followed by Lu Bojie, carrying a rooster in his hand, obviously preparing to kill the rooster and pour its blood into the wine. The two placed the urn among the people, and Lu Bojie took the bronze sword from under the tree.

Prepare to behead a chicken - it seems that many people swear by blood at Lu's Car Shop, and he is very skilled at this trick.

Zeng Ji stopped Lu Bo and said, "Now we are an alliance, not just for one thing or one love. We are willing to make lifelong friends. We are willing to make it happen with our wild oath."

Lord Xinling said: "I would like to hear the details."

Zeng Jidao: "A reckless man has no birds or animals, and the blood he has slain will cover himself." He walked to the tree without making any gestures, and easily pulled out the three-edged sword inserted in the tree, and exposed his left chest.

He said: "I am willing to stab the blood into the wine. From now on, life and death will be intertwined, and there will never be two hearts!" He stabbed the chest with the sword, and blood immediately gushed out. Lu Buwei opened the head of the urn, and the blood dripped into the urn, and then he tore a corner of his clothes.

, pressed the wound, stood upright, and said: "I know that this oath is beyond human ability, so I am willing to take this oath to express my sincerity."

Zhang Ye took the bronze sword from Lu Bojie's hand, opened his clothes, exposed his left chest, and said: "I would like to share my blood with my brother, and there will never be two hearts!" He pulled out the sword and slashed it, and the blood gushed out and dripped into the urn.

In the middle, he also pulled a corner of his clothes to suppress the wound.

Uncle Tang took the iron sword from Zeng Ji's hand, held it against his chest, dripped blood into the urn, and swore: "Life and death are intertwined, and we will never have two hearts." On Lord Xinling's side, Mr.

Jun rushed up, took the bronze sword from Zhang Yue's hand, exposed his left chest, stabbed it with the sword, dripped blood into the urn, and swore: "We will share life and death, and we will never have two minds."

Among the Tang clan, some came out to vomit blood, while others retreated in fear. Mr. Xiahou seemed to have been used to this kind of bloody scene. He skillfully cut open his left chest and took the blood as an oath. Lu Buwei, who had been watching from the sidelines, saw

No one used the sword to prick the blood anymore, but he came out and said: "You are young and have never experienced the world. When you see the righteousness of your father, you forget yourself. You admire him secretly. I am willing to swear by my blood. Father, do you agree?"

When everyone saw a child coming out to bleed, they all looked at him, meaning, "Don't get involved in adult matters, little brats." Du Zengji said, "Do you know what he means?"

Lu Buwei said: "The blood of everyone comes together in one place, which means that life comes together in one place. From then on, there is no distinction between us, we are all one, and we share life and death!"

Lord Xinling said: "That's a good thing to say, and it's unjust to say it to my brother!"

Zeng Ji also said: "Brother Lu's words are really fast! Now that I understand its meaning, do you dare to practice it?"

Lu Buwei said: "Piercing the chest with a sword is a practice!"

Mr. Xia Hou said: "My dear brother, you are a heroic young man!" He handed over the sword.

Lu Buwei took the sword in his hand, opened his left chest, and his right hand trembled slightly. However, without hesitation, he stabbed straight to his chest with the sword. It was as powerful as the wind, and the entire sword tip penetrated directly into the muscle. Everyone could see that Lu Buwei was the first

A stabbing in the chest caused bleeding, which was obviously different from other people's skilled movements. It was completely brute force. Fortunately, he was young and weak, so the sword did not penetrate deeply, but it still penetrated but no blood came out. Lu Buwei gritted his teeth and pulled out the sword forcefully.

The flesh and blood spurted out like a spring. Everyone came forward to save him, but Lu Buwei stopped him with a determined look and let the blood flow into the urn. He was too weak to pull off the hem of his clothes, so he pulled up the whole hem of his clothes and pressed the wound. His face was pale. Lu Bojie looked pale.

Throwing the chicken in his hand, he hugged Lu Buwei, pulled off a large piece of his clothes, and pressed it hard on Lu Buwei's wound.

After a long time, under the pressure, everyone's bleeding stopped, and everyone threw away the bloody rags - it can be seen from the cloth that some people's blood did not even stain a piece of cloth.

There were only a few spots. Only Lu Buwei had to change three pieces of cloth to barely stop the bleeding. Although there was no bleeding, several Tang's coachmen tore off the corners of their clothes and handed them to Lu Bojie.

When Uncle Tang saw that everyone's bleeding had stopped, including Lu Buwei, he picked up the pottery bowl that was originally covered with the mouth of the urn from the ground, stirred it in the urn, scooped out a bowl, and said loudly: "The blood is bleeding in one place.

, our fates are in one place, and from now on, brothers will depend on each other for life and death!" He took a big sip of blood wine and passed it to the left. The person standing on the left happened to be Lord Xinling. He took the wine and said loudly: "Bloods are one, fate

Become one, life and death, honor and disgrace, be one!"

To his left were Mr. Xia Hou and Zhang Ye, both of whom also said their oaths, and then took turns among several Tang's coachmen who had been stabbed with blood. When they arrived at Lu Buwei, although his bleeding had stopped, his chest was still red.

He reluctantly broke away from Lu Bojie's support, stood up, took the wine and said: "There is no difference between blood and life. We support each other in times of life and death!" After a circle, the last one was Zeng Ji, who was standing on Uncle Tang's right hand.

He held the wine in his hand and swore: "People are high or low, and blood is as red as blood, but there is life and death, and there is no distinction between them!" He drank all the wine in the bowl, then scooped out the blood wine from the urn, and said: "Today

With my brothers, each stabbed his heart, and the blood flowed in one place, and we depended on each other for life and death. As long as the brothers have driven me, Zeng did not dare to say anything!" He drank all the wine and handed the bowl back to Uncle Tang's hand, and Uncle Tang and others scooped out the food in turn.

Drink wine, say oaths, drink wine. After another round, the wine in the vat has bottomed out.

Lu Bojie said: "Brothers, we all swear that this is a big event, and I am willing to offer chickens and sheep to help it prosper."

Lord Xinling said: "This is a time of chaos. Everyone is not full or even hungry, so it is not appropriate to have a big banquet. When the people of Qin are wiped out, I will have a big banquet for three days to help my brother prosper!" Then he turned to Lu Buwei and said

: "Brother Lu is bleeding too much, so he shouldn't work hard for fear of re-injury. Mr. Zhongyue in the camp is good at medicine, so please pay attention to him."

Lu Buwei said: "It's a blessing to be able to share the same blood with you and be one with you, even if you die tonight."

Lord Xinling praised: "Brother, he speaks according to rules, just like a scholar!"

Lu Bojie replied: "The Lu family gave birth to the Grand Duke. Although they lost their country, they still have learning!"

Lord Xinling said respectfully: "This is Wuji's fault!"

Lu Bojie said: "Although I can't eat meat, I'd rather not have a meal! I'll wait in the kitchen!" He was about to leave. Suddenly he heard the sound of horse hooves and the rumble of cars outside the courtyard. Everyone's expressions changed. Lu Buwei, regardless of the loss of blood and weakness, hurriedly went out to observe.

After returning from a young age, he reported: "The military envoy from the camp has come to report!" Lord Xinling was waiting for Lu Buwei to go out. He had already arranged his clothes. Hearing the report, he said: "Bring him to the front of the hall!" Then he said to Lu Bojie: "I would like to lead you to the front of the hall!"
Chapter completed!