What's the use of being remembered by others?

It’s better to be a steamed bun. I’m old and have been fighting on the battlefield for 20 years. Who doesn’t know the name of a tiger?

Don’t treat me as an idiot. It won’t work if you want to fool me with something false!

A tiger hugged his shoulders and turned his head aside, looking very disdainful. Tang Niu was very anxious and angry. In his eyes, Ye Hua was a god and the great benefactor who saved their family.

Tang Niu was not worried about food and drink. He had a salary, rewards for making meritorious deeds, and there were land at home. Ye Hua removed the Kong family and distributed the fields to them... Tang Niu felt that he had nothing to lack. He wanted honor. With honor, he could stand up straight and be proud of being a human being.

If one day he retires from his family and returns to the field, marry and have children, when he is old, he can tell his children and grandchildren about his great achievements when he was young, so he will not be like an ordinary old man, except showing off his appetite or showing off his strength. He is different from those people.

When Tang Niu saw a tiger's virtue of being generous, he really regretted it. He shouldn't have given him a good face. As the Marquis said, "beat, beat him hard, maybe he won't dare to play a donkey now."

Tang Niu subconsciously raised the military stick, but Ye Hua shook his head at him, "You go out!"

"Marty, you..." Tang Niu was worried about Ye Hua's safety.

"You don't have to worry, get out!"

After sending Tang Niu away, Ye Hua slowly sat down. He took out a bottle of wine from his arms, poured himself a glass, and drank it all.

"A tiger, have you heard a word? It's the only thing that can relieve worries is Du Kang. This sentence says..."

"I know!" a tiger interrupted, "Isn't it just drinking to relieve my sorrow?"

"You are right. People like you who are very bitter and hateful and like martial arts should be good at drinking, but why don't you drink?"

A tiger took a deep breath and said with a calm face: "When I was a child, my father refused to let me go. He told me that Wei Boya Bing was confused and had no idea that he had replaced his weapons because he drank alcohol. As a result, he was slaughtered. The descendants of our Wei Boya Bing were not allowed to drink... Later, I raised an army and fought desperately with the Khitans, and had to open one eye when I sleep, so how dare I drink!"

"Tell the truth!" Ye Hua smiled and said, "My alcohol capacity is pretty good, but I swear, unless there is a special situation, I will never drink. This is very similar, and you control it better than me!"

After Ye Hua finished speaking, he poured another cup and drank it on his own.

A tiger stared at his eyes. He knew Ye Hua was playing tricks, but he couldn't think of what kind of abacus he could do, so he could only keep his head down and not speak.

"You attach great importance to the fight against Liao?" Ye Hua suddenly spoke.

"Nonsense!" A tiger said angrily: "I'm just trying to kill all the Khitans in my life. I have a deep feud with them. Either you die or I live!"

Slap sex!

Ye Hua slapped, "Well said, you have ambition! For your ambition, I have another drink."

It is not good to watch others drink alcohol. Even if they are not addicted to alcohol, a tiger tries to control itself so as not to be confused by the fragrance of the wine.

"You really want to kill all the Khitans just to avenge your revenge?" Ye Hua said curiously.

"What else can I do if I don't want to take revenge?" A tiger smiled in anger. What he thought, how could he still not know?

Ye Hua sighed: "If it's just a family feud, it's not so troublesome. If you have a grudge, you have a debt and a master. Just find the murderer who robs and kills people in your house and deal with them. Why do you have to go against the entire Khitan?"

"Just!" A tiger changed color and he sternly said: "I can't tell who killed my whole family. In short, it was Khitan who killed me. I have to settle the score with them. Is there any mistake?"

"That's right, of course it's right!" Ye Hua sighed, "I just think there are many people who have irreconcilable hatred like you, right?"

"That's natural!" A tiger said proudly: "I have been rampant for more than ten years. All the brothers around me are good men. In order to avenge, everyone doesn't even want their lives. They are better than me. I, the eldest brother, cannot embarrass the dead brothers!"

Speaking of the dead brother, a tiger suddenly had a itchy throat. He also wanted to use wine to pay tribute to the dead. Unfortunately, Ye Hua did not fulfill his wishes, but continued to ask: "How many people have died in battle over the years? Have you ever thought about it? If one day Yan Yun is restored, what do you plan to do?"

The problem became deeper and deeper. A tiger scratched his head. It was true that he had thought about it. This guy showed a serious expression.

"I, I want to build a temple, a large temple, dedicated to commemorating the dead brothers. They all died in a foreign land, or died suddenly, and the King of Hell would not accept it. I want to invite monks and Taoists to recite scriptures for them so that they can give birth to a good family in the next life and have a good home..." A tiger talked a lot, and he relaxed. He sat opposite Ye Hua, and the two of them were talking like friends.

"Building a temple is a good idea. The ancient sages and wise men all had temples to pay tribute, and they kept incense, enjoyed blood and tributes, and offered sacrifices in all seasons... But you have to write down the deeds of your brothers so that the incense burners can understand what they did."

"right!"

A tiger nodded quickly and remembered it in his heart, "It should be like this, otherwise who would worship a confused god!"

Ye Hua smiled and said, "Do you think this is OK? Make a bronze sign with their merits engraved on it, the reason for their deaths in battle, and put them in the temple for those who come to pay homage to pay homage. How about it?"

"Okay! That's great!"

A tiger stood up and clapped his hands and said, "If it can be done, I will have an explanation to the dead brothers, and they will not die in vain!"

A tiger couldn't help but feel happy. He turned around the ground a few times, and suddenly his eyes swept across the bronze medal on the table. His heart trembled suddenly, as if something was wrong. Why did his face hurt so much...

At this time, Ye Hua suddenly sneered: "A tiger, what did you say just now, I remember clearly! You said you don't give money or promotion, and you only have a false reputation. What's the use of a false reputation? Could it be that the false reputation given by a tiger is of great significance to make your brothers feel that they are dead? Is it?"

"I, this, I..."

A tiger found that he had completely fallen into the trap and had trapped himself.

A man is a real man and he has to count what he says. He just scolded Ye Hua, but he turned around and wanted to do this. What is this? Are you lying or shameless?

A tiger was ashamed, angry and anxious as his old face looked as ugly as a monkey's butt!

"Hahaha!"

Ye Hua laughed loudly. He asked a tiger to think about it carefully. Is it really just for family enemies to raise an army to fight against Liao? Is there no national enemies?

The Khitans secretly occupied Yan Yun, and acted against the enemy, causing trouble to the creatures.

As a Han family, everyone should take the recovery of Yan Yun first!

Whoever can recover Yan Yun is comparable to Wei Qing and Huo Qubing, and it is even more respectable!

How can a man be a real man forget his reputation by just profit? Do you not want to leave behind achievements that will be remembered by future generations? Even after hundreds of years, you still have to give a thumbs up when you mention your name?

As a soldier, it would be too vulgar if he just joined the army for food. Don’t you want to leave a little reputation for future generations to admire?

Ye Hua took out a copper sign from his arms.

"This is your personal proof of great achievements!"

Ye Hua delivered the sign to a tiger. He slowly lowered his head, looked at it and didn't dare to answer it. Ye Hua reached out and helped him block it in his chest.

"Take it with you. With this, you won't kneel in the military camp. You will be below the Du Yuhou. If you meet you, you will give way."

"ah!"

A tiger was shocked, and Ye Hua raised his glass with a smile. This time it was two full glasses of wine.

"Congratulations, the first recipient of the Grand Medal!"

After saying that, Ye Hua drank it all in one go.

A tiger was in a hurry and drank it all.

Ye Hua turned around and left the tent. He smiled very comfortably. A person who can hold on for 20 years must be an ideal person, and an ideal person cannot refuse the attraction of honor... At this celebration banquet, a tiger kept secretly glanced at the medal on his chest, worried that others would not see it, so he raised his chest high.

Although I am just an ordinary soldier, I am different from you. As long as someone asks me a little, a tiger will be troubled immediately. He will not kneel down. Even if he meets Du Yuhou, he will not have to give way!

The envy in the eyes of others makes a tiger happy enough to float.

This is honor!
Chapter completed!