The Lord who use immortals as food

There was no sun in the early morning, and the clouds were as dark as the gentleman's face. It was a very cold day.

He put his hands into his sleeves and clenched his cuffs carefully to get some warmth. His aunt pushed the small stove next to him, but it didn't work much. He was more used to curling up to keep warm.

He curled up on the seat, but his head pushed open the curtains and peeked out. The cold wind hit his face from the gap, and his eyes narrowed.

This horse is always cold when running. He has also ridden in other people's carriages, but there was no such strong wind.

The dim sky was brighter than the inside of the carriage. The carriages and horses galloped on the wide and flat thoroughfare. People in various clothes stood by the road, holding and carrying various things he had never seen before, but they just flashed by.

He actually couldn't understand or distinguish them, but he just watched these colorful figures passing by without blinking.

"Yao'er, why are you lifting the curtain again?" A big hand reached out, and it was the voice of the aunt who gently scolded, "Be careful not to catch a cold again."

The hand pressed down the curtain, and he retracted his head, and his cheeks soon turned red after the wind warmed him up.

"Have you read the military book seriously? You must listen carefully to the general's questions and answers later, and don't panic."

"Yes." He responded, and the woman with a frown on her side sighed silently.

The horse's speed slowly slowed down, and he pushed open the curtain again to take a look. The courtyard wall and the gate began to look tall and beautiful, and he knew that he was about to arrive.

This was the first time he came to this strange place, but for him who was twelve years old, every time he went out, the place he was going to was very unfamiliar. The adults uttered words that seemed like common sense, and he could only grab one or two familiar words from them and guess with his immature knowledge.

He asked his aunt where he was going, and his aunt said it was "the residence of the general of the state". The general was the one who led the army. He thought to himself that a man in armor and a halberd came to test him, and there were many neat troops behind him.

However, it was just another high-gate courtyard.

There was no battlefield or tents made of wood and felt as written in the book. A cold green round-leaved tree stretched out its branches from the high wall, which was very fresh and beautiful in the dim weather.

The carriages stopped, he wrapped himself in an old fur coat, took his aunt's hand and got off the carriage, standing behind and at the edge of everyone as usual. Looking up through the gap, a man in ordinary clothes stood under the high gate, greeting the uncles who climbed the steps, and hearty laughter came from time to time.

This man stuck to his eyes. He had not seen many people, nor had he been to many places, but among those uncles who were always majestic, this man's temperament was so eye-catching... He only wore the simplest silk clothes, but his face carved by a knife and his eyes like an ancient pond were unforgettable.

He took his eyes off this man and tilted his head. Many luxurious carriages and horses stopped in front of him, and faces were coming down from them. He didn't want to look at them, so he lowered his head and took the time to continue to recite the contents of those military books.

However, the test did not start. People walked in, and he followed behind holding his aunt's hand. Then the adults seemed to have forgotten this "big event" and went into the main hall by themselves, and they didn't know what to talk about. They were welcomed into another warm and comfortable side room, where some strange women and children were waiting.

This was a familiar arrangement for him. At this time, men were always with men, and women were with children. This was an environment that made him feel more intimate, but he originally thought it was an exam, but it turned out to be a visit.

"I'll come and test you after we've had a drink." The aunt seemed to know what he was thinking and whispered to him.

"Yes."

He looked at the strange women and children, guessing their relationship with the man just now - they were also two very beautiful women, one was older, wearing simple clothes like the man, with a few ornaments on her black hair, but she looked more beautiful than all the aunts who were dressed up carefully.

He thought she must be the wife of the great general.

Another young woman in white sat behind the woman, her temperament was more prominent, and she had a long sword tied around her waist, which she didn't take off even in such occasions.

He looked at them twice more. He didn't like to get close to people in white clothes, always feeling glaring and cold, but this woman was like the autumn moon, although the color was cold, the light was soft.

He didn't know their names, and he was not used to taking the initiative to speak in such occasions. The eldest aunt talked and laughed with them, and he watched quietly for a while, but still lowered his head to take out the scroll and put it on his lap to read.

"Shang Qi is twenty this year and will soon get married." The general's wife's voice was also very gentle, "Do you have a girl you like?"

"We need Madam Jinmu to help us look." Auntie smiled.

Shang Qi is the oldest here. He heard that he followed the real elder brother to fight in the war last year. He really wanted to ask this brother Shang Qi what the battlefield was like, but he was not familiar with him and was worried about being presumptuous.

"Where is Li Heng?" Madam smiled again, as if looking him up and down, "He is really good, with a proud face and a proud heart... He is only fifteen years old?"

"Fifteen after the New Year."

He tightened his hand holding the page and moved his ears, as if trying to avoid this name.

But this made the woman notice him, and her voice came over here: "This child is so quiet, I'm sorry for my poor eyesight..."

"Yao'er is the best at studying." Auntie smiled, "He has always been very well-behaved, but he is a little lonely and never likes to go out."

"Well. This child is Li Yao..." Madam looked at him gently, he closed the book, got off the chair, and bowed seriously.

The lady smiled: "What are you reading?"

"Back to Madam, it's "Wu Zi's Art of War"."

The lady was slightly startled: "Why do you like to read the Art of War?"

"I don't like it." He hesitated a little, "My aunt said... the general will test us on the art of war in a while."

There was laughter in the hall for a while.

"...What a good boy." The lady did not smile at this time. She looked at him seriously and turned around and said, "Xiao Zhu, I have the "Six Tao" approved by this general in my room. You can give it to this child. , just as a meeting gift.”

He was even more confused at this time, not knowing whether to refuse or thank him. He turned to look at his aunt for help. At this time, the aunt stood up bravely and bowed deeply: "Thank you, madam."

He followed suit and saluted.

When he looked up, the woman in white behind the lady was no longer in her seat.

"Let the children go out and have fun for a while." The lady smiled, "They are all teenagers, they are too bored here."

The aunt nodded, and he walked outside. After walking a few steps, he turned around and saw a young man with cold and arrogant features and elegant clothes looking at him with a smile. Behind him were other brothers and sisters.

"Come on, brother Yao, let's go to the back garden to play together."

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"The emperor at that time had no children, and he was chosen from the same clan. The princes and nephews fought fiercely, and there was no shortage of blood." - "Qian Yu Shu"