Chapter 29: The Unparalleled Famous General

  Who is this! Qin Feng, who had narrowly escaped death, carefully sized up the young man in white before him and thought he was the most handsome person he had seen since coming to the late Eastern Han dynasty.

  "Be careful!" The young man in white robe warned and grabbed Qin Feng on horseback.

  Qin Feng felt an irresistible force pulling him over. Whoosh, a long knife fell from where he was just standing, and another mounted bandit appeared.

  "In broad daylight, you dare to rob the common people? You won't be spared!" The young man in white robes shouted with a heroic and righteous air, his spear stabbing out like a swimming dragon. Qin Feng didn't even have time to see the trajectory of this spear before he heard a blood-curdling scream, and the horse thief was pierced through the heart.

  Wow! What incredible skills! At such a young age, he already has such impressive abilities. He must not be some unknown person from the future. Who is he? Qin Feng was shocked by the speed of the white-robed young man's draw and carefully examined him again, a thought flashing through his mind - could it be him?

  "Brothers, don't be afraid, he's just one man, let's go up together!" Another mounted bandit shouted loudly, boosting the morale of his men.

  The young general in white robes on the white horse gave a faint cold smile, and with a slight squeeze of his legs, the majestic white horse "Xi Lü" let out a loud whinny as it rose up on its hind legs, and then shot off like lightning. By the time Qin Feng's eyes caught up, he saw that they had already crossed paths with the mounted bandits.

  A transparent hole appeared on the bandit's throat, and he fell off his horse with a gurgling sound, bleeding to death. The white-robed young general wielded his silver spear like a dancing dragon, charging into the group of mountain bandits like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, killing over ten people in an instant.

  "Whirlwind is coming!" The remaining mountain bandits were frightened out of their wits and shouted as they scattered in all directions.

  The young general in white saw this and grasped the reins of his horse, ready to give chase.

  In Qin Feng's view, this man was too powerful, his martial arts skills were absolutely unmatched, he had already made up his mind to befriend him, how could he let him leave easily. He hastily shouted: "Sir, don't pursue the defeated enemy!"

  "Should one pursue a fleeing enemy?" The young man in white robes pondered this phrase as he slowly walked back.

  Qin Feng arrived in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, with the greatest advantage being that he understood the direction of history, and because he was familiar with the Three Kingdoms, he knew many famous people from that era. What he most wanted to know now was this person's name, so he cupped his hands together in respect and said: "Thank you, brother, for saving my life. I am Qin Feng, Qin Zijin, and I dare ask your esteemed surname and given name?" He thought to himself: Ah, great guy, hurry up and tell me what you're called, I already know what you're called, so it's better to address the symptoms properly, and you'll probably follow me anyway.

  A young man in white robe dismounted his horse, hung up his long spear and returned the courtesy: "It's a trivial matter, not worth mentioning. I am Zhao Yun, also known as Zhao Zilong from Changshan!"

  It was as if a thunderclap on a clear day, Qin Feng was shocked on the spot. His mind was filled with thoughts: Zhao Yun's loyalty to the country was not swayed by beauty or wealth. He worked for the people, unmoved by good land and luxurious houses. His whole being was full of courage and loyalty, unmatched in his time and respected by future generations. "Indeed... indeed it is this person!"

  "This gentleman?" Zhao Yun saw Qin Feng staring straight at him and felt slightly displeased.

  "Oh...!" Qin Feng came to his senses, momentarily at a loss for words. How should he respond to Ma De's words? Ah, got it! "Brother is truly brave and daring, saving Zi Jin from the jaws of death, I'm afraid there's no way to repay you. As night is falling, would you be willing to stay overnight? It would also give Zi Jin a chance to express his gratitude." Qin Feng hastily bowed and said. In his heart, he thought: Ah, great hero, you can't leave! From his perspective, the number of unparalleled fierce warriors in the world could be counted on two palms, losing one would mean there's one less.

  "Qin Feng Qin Zijin?" Zhao Yun felt that the name was somewhat familiar, and after a moment of contemplation, he asked: "Could it be that you are the Qin Zijin who wrote 'Ode to the Goddess of Luo'?"

  Qin Feng hastily said: "Brother, how did you know mine?"

  The world's top talents, everyone looks up to. Zhao Yun clasped his fists and bowed, saying: "Brother, please don't call me that, I'm ashamed and dare not accept it. Your great talent is like thunder in my ears, this 'Ode to the Goddess of Luo' has long been circulating in the world's Jianghu. I often hear virtuous and talented scholars recite it, and I never thought that today I would finally get to meet you."

  Qin Feng whispered a word of shame, thinking that Cao Zhi's great nephew was really sorry for him. His "Ode to the Goddess of Luo" has been passed down for thousands of years, and even in modern times it has been adapted into a movie, showing its extreme artistic value. I, the old master, have made a name for myself by borrowing your "Ode to the Goddess of Luo", and when you are reborn through Cao Cao's creation, I will definitely compensate you, but as for Zhen Mi, don't even think about it, because that is your wife, not mine!

  Zhoa Yun saw Qin Feng daze again, unclear what it meant and called out: "Brother Ziyin?"

  Qin Feng hastily adjusted his expression, putting on a sincere smile: "Zi Long younger brother, as soon as I see you, it feels like we're old friends, just like real brothers. Let's take a walk, there's a county town up ahead, let's find a place to have a good chat."

  Zhao Yun also looked at Qin Feng with a familiar face, especially the way Qin Feng didn't want money but only wanted his subordinates' lives earlier, which made him even more admiring, so he agreed.

  ……

  A small town called Anping.

  "Zi Long, when I see you, it's like seeing my own brother. I'm all alone with no family... Ah, never mind. Here, let me finish this bowl of wine, and you can do as you please." Qin Feng said, finishing the wine in one gulp.

  This is just an ordinary rice bowl, and a small one at that, but the wine of the Han Dynasty in Qin Feng's eyes was no different from beer. Back then when drinking beer, they would blow into the bottle, and with one blow, 600 milliliters would be more than half a kilogram. This half kilogram was nothing to Qin Feng.

  But Zhao Yun's eyes lit up, he really didn't expect that Qin Feng, a scholar, would be so generous. Generally, scholars also drink wine, but they all sip slowly from small cups, making it as difficult as taking medicine. Compared to Qin Feng, they were far inferior by 180,000 miles. "Brother, please!" Zhao Yun couldn't help but follow suit and downed the cup in one gulp.

  "Alright, let's have another two jars!" Qin Feng laughed loudly. When it comes to peerless warriors, one must emphasize a heroic spirit; without it, who would look up to you? Moreover, one must also emphasize loyalty; without it, who would want to associate with you? Qin Feng from later generations deeply understood the way of forming connections, especially when it came to peerless warriors.

  "My goodness, those two have already drunk two jars each, that's 20 kilograms! And yet they're still asking for another two jars. As soon as Qin Feng and Zhao Yun started talking, it was clear they weren't ordinary people. The shopkeeper didn't dare to slack off and hastily ordered the servant to send over two more jars."

  Qin Feng's advantage lay in his familiarity with the trends of history and the temperament of heroes. After drinking a few cups with Zhao Yun, he began to set up a trap, saying: "Brother, you have also been wandering for over a year, what do you think of the current state of the world?"

  These words struck a chord in Zhao Yun's heart, and with the wine taking effect, he let out a sigh and said: "To be frank with you, brother, I have traveled through many states and seen how corrupt and depraved the officials are, and how cruelly they oppress the people. The land is barren, the people are scattered and homeless, and it's really heartbreaking." As Zhao Yun spoke, he suddenly drained his cup of wine in one gulp.

  Indeed, just like in history, Zhao Yun is a benevolent and mighty general for the country and its people! Qin Feng was slightly drunk at this point and said: "A great man standing in the world should despise evil as an enemy, uphold justice, and although we do not have the power to change the course of heaven, we have the ambition to soar through the clouds. We should punish corrupt officials, eliminate bandits and evil tyrants, and give the people a bright and sunny day. Let farmers have their fields, residents have their homes. Let all the people in the world live in peace and prosperity, creating a prosperous era of flourishing splendor...". Qin Feng was momentarily moved, and the touching words he had heard from later generations were somewhat disjointed but still flowed smoothly.

  Qin Feng is also an ordinary person, with only a few more years of fragmented knowledge than the people here. If you want him to say something complete, it's still quite difficult for the time being.

  What comes out of the mouth is always true, but what's thought about for a long time is often false. Zhao Yun slapped his hand on the table and stood up, startling Qin Feng and the shopkeeper. Then they saw that Zhao Yun was very excited, holding up his wine cup and saying: "Brother, your words are sincere and you truly understand Zilong's heart. If one day you become an official who punishes the wicked and eliminates evil tyrants, I will follow you." Zhao Yun raised his head and drained the wine from his cup.

  "Alright, done!" Qin Feng drank it all in one gulp. Upon hearing that Zhao Yun had the intention of following him, he suddenly felt extremely happy and couldn't find his bearings.

  Just then, a dull and rough voice came from the doorway, "Shopkeeper, bring up the wine quickly, quick!"

  Qin Feng turned his head to look, and saw a disheveled big man coming in. His clothes were torn open in many places, covered with dust. Half of his hair bun had come undone, and his long hair hung down on his shoulders. He only had a long knife by his side, which clanged loudly as he leaned it against the table, apparently extremely heavy.

  The shopkeeper saw this man's down-and-out appearance and walked over carefully saying: "Sir, a jar of wine is 300 big coins."

  "Huh?" The big man was taken aback, his face changed as he put his hand into his pocket. Those scarlet eyes stared at the shopkeeper for a moment, and the shopkeeper took a fright, hastily retreating several steps. "Ah." The big man sighed, picked up his long knife, turned around and left.

  Qin Feng, since becoming a prison officer, began to plan his own future. Reputation is the most important thing, and being able to get Zhao Yun to drink with him was also thanks to some reputation he had previously. He wanted to emulate Song Jiang's approach of befriending heroes from all sides, but of course, he would never learn other things from Song Jiang.

  He saw the man was over eight feet tall, extremely majestic. His demeanor was somewhat despondent, but couldn't conceal the powerful aura emanating from his movements. He held a heavy long sword in his hand, likely a wandering swordsman of the jianghu. Since Qin Feng wanted to learn from Song Jiang and befriend heroes from all sides, he naturally couldn't let him leave just like that.

  "Wait a minute, if you don't mind, let's have a drink together, and I'll ask the shopkeeper to bring up two jars of good wine. Hurry up, can't you see that this new brother of mine is in a hurry?" Qin Feng said.

  "Ah, yes, yes!" With someone willing to pay, everything can be settled easily. The shopkeeper hastily brought out wine.