Reborn in the Three Kingdoms, I stole Liu Bei's uncle

Liu Yu placed a small jar of wine in Man Chong's hand.

"Bo Ning, this jar of wine is given to you. You have to find a way to let Feng Xiao drink this wine."

"My lord, Fengxiao can't live without wine. You don't need to think of ways to make him drink. If you want him not to drink, you need to use your brain. But..." Man Chong hesitated, "But this wine is too little, my lord, can you give me a few more jars?"

Give me a few more jars, that’s a nice thought.

Nowadays, food is in short supply, and brewing wine consumes a lot of grain, so Liu Yu did not brew much.

"No." Liu Yu answered bluntly, "There are only a few jars of this kind of wine. How can I give you all of it?"

These wines are used to catch the big fish Guo Jia. Liu Yu would not do such a stupid thing as throwing the bait all at once before the fish is hooked. He wants to play the long game and slowly catch the big fish.

Man Chong looked at the small jar of wine in his hand and smiled awkwardly. This little bit of wine might not be enough for Fengxiao to drink alone. If he wanted to drink some, it might be a bit difficult.

Seeing Liu Yu's firm attitude, Man Chong knew that it might be difficult to get wine today.

He was about to bow and leave when he suddenly thought of the young man with a sword on his back whom he had brought into the mansion.

"My lord, there is a young man named Shi A who came from Luoyang. He said that my lord gave him a long sword and asked him to learn sword from Master Wang."

When Liu Yu heard the name Shi A, he recalled for a moment, and a stubborn figure appeared in his mind.

At the beginning, seeing that he was a good candidate for sword training, he was recommended to Wang Yue. However, Wang Yue didn't even look at him, but directly threw an iron rod to him and asked him to grind it into an embroidery needle.

Grinding an iron rod into a needle requires extraordinary perseverance, which is not something that ordinary people can do. In Liu Yu's memory, only one person has achieved this feat.

Finally, he erected a peak in the field of ancient poetry, which has stood for a thousand years and no one has been able to reach it.

"Bring him in."

Shi A was carrying a long sword on his back, and when he saw Liu Yu, there was obvious nervousness in his eyes.

But he soon calmed down and began to salute Liu Yu.

"Greetings, uncle."

"Have you really sharpened the iron rod that Master Wang gave you into a needle?" Liu Yu went straight to the point.

Shi A nodded and carefully took out an embroidery needle from his arms.

The needle was a little smaller than the ones we see every day, but Liu Yu could clearly see the marks of being polished.

Liu Yu nodded.

"Yes, I was right about you."

Liu Yu patted his shoulder and said, "Come on, I'll take you to find Master Wang. You've come just in time. If you had come two days later, it would have been difficult for you to see him."

A few days ago, Wang Yue asked Liu Yu tirelessly, hoping that he could try his best to recall every detail of his time with the master of military boxing.

Liu Yu naturally did not dare to neglect it and pretended to be thinking hard, but no matter how hard he racked his brains, he ultimately failed to provide any clues of practical significance.

In fact, it is not Liu Yu’s fault that his memory is poor. After all, what happened before his eyes was too unbelievable, so that he had no way to give a reasonable explanation to Wang Yue.

After listening for a long time, Wang Yue was surprised to find that these situations were exactly the same as what he heard in Luoyang that day.

Liu Yu didn't even say a single wrong word! White hair, white clothes, white hat... his whole body was white.

At this moment, Wang Yue couldn't help but feel confused, thinking to himself: After listening for a long time, the news is still like this.

He didn't know whether his search would be in vain or not, but he was determined to go looking.

He believed that after some inquiry, he would be able to find the whereabouts of the master.

Shi A walked into a small courtyard and was a little surprised when he saw the red flowers, green leaves, and flowing water in the courtyard.

For a child who grew up in the north, this was the first time he had seen a courtyard with such Jiangnan scenery.

Although he was a little surprised, he didn't look at it for long because he had something more important in his mind.

Learn sword.

Looking at Uncle Liu walking slowly, Shi A was certain that his master Wang Yue lived here.

Things happened just as he imagined. Liu Yu walked to the door of a room and shouted loudly: "Master Wang, look who I brought to you."

A voice inside said slowly: "Who is so shameless that he can let Uncle Liu lead the way in person?"

The door slowly opened, and Wang Yue opened the door.

His face was flushed and his eyes were half awake and half drunk, obviously he was drinking.

Wang Yue looked around. In the courtyard were Liu Yu, Chen Dao, and a young man carrying a sword. Otherwise, there was no one else.

Liu Yu saw the confusion on his face and pointed at Shi A beside him.

"Does Master Wang still remember him?"

Wang Yue was a little confused. Who was this young man?

He didn't look like a nobleman from the way he was dressed. He didn't look like a swordsman either, as he was carrying a long sword on his back.

When Shi A saw Wang Yue, he hurriedly saluted.

"Disciple Shi A, I pay my respects to the Master."

Wang Yue was even more confused.

"Hey, young man, get up first. You can drink as much as you want, but you can't say anything you want. When did I accept you as my apprentice? Explain yourself clearly."

Shi Aben thought that after he completed the task assigned by Wang Yue, he would naturally become Wang Yue's disciple. However, from what Wang Yue said, he not only did not have this intention, but he might even have forgotten who he was.

The young man with the sword on his back was a little frustrated. He stood there for a moment, not knowing what to say.

Liu Yu was also somewhat helpless. It was obvious that in Wang Yue's memory, the name Shi A had long been forgotten by him. It was no wonder. He was so old and still drank every day. It would be strange if he had a good memory.

"Master Wang, you forgot that he was the one in Luoyang City who wanted to be your disciple. You gave him an iron rod and asked him to grind it into an embroidery needle, and you would accept him as your disciple. Now he has done it." Liu Yu saw Shi A's mood and began to help him out.

After Liu Yu's reminder, Wang Yue's memory slowly recovered.

He remembered that he was drinking on the city wall at that time, but the young man inexplicably wanted to learn sword from him.

Learning swordplay? Are you kidding? How can teaching people swordplay be as delicious as lying on the city wall and drinking wine?

Unable to save Liu Yu's face, he picked up an iron rod and tried to make the young man give up.

It was obvious that in Wang Yue's memory, the boy would definitely not be able to complete this nonsensical task.

He didn't pay much attention to it at the time, so he wasn't impressed.

"He really did it?" Wang Yue was a little unbelievable.

Shi A took out the embroidery needle from her arms and handed it to Wang Yue with both hands.

"Master, please look."

Wang Yue looked at the young man as if he were a fool.

Embroidery needle, it's really an embroidery needle. He really did it!

The boy's fingers were covered with calluses, which was inconsistent with his young face.

Looking at the boy's serious expression, Wang Yue felt a little embarrassed.

The result that appeared at this time was beyond his expectations.

"This..." Wang Yue hesitated to speak.

"Master, you won't go back on your word, right? If you think I haven't done well enough, as long as you are willing to teach me sword, I can go and sharpen another iron rod." Shi A was a little anxious.

Liu Yu had been watching from the side for a long time and now he understood what Wang Yue meant.

Seeing Shi A's eyes asking for help, Liu Yu decided to help him.

Shi A had clear eyes and a firm gaze, which left a good impression on Liu Yu from the very beginning.

"Shi, don't worry. Master Wang is a great hero and a kindhearted gentleman. He will not break his promise."

Liu Yu's flattery directly made Wang Yue feel uncomfortable. He wanted to say no, but the words came to his lips, but he couldn't say them.