Being a tour guide for historical celebrities, the motherland is amazed again

After the boss finished speaking, several other riders echoed him.

"That's a good idea."

"I'm just afraid Brother Huo won't agree."

"It's my honor to meet a few brothers." Huo Qubing was drunk and readily agreed to the proposal.

"Okay, let's go and become sworn brothers."

The four riders and Huo Qubing walked out of the room arm in arm.

Su Jiahe followed them and saw that they came straight to the statue of Guan Gong enshrined in the hotel lobby.

"Brother Huo, come, let's kowtow to Guan Gong."

"Who is Guan Gong? Why do we worship him?" Huo Qubing looked at the statue with a confused look on his face.

"Don't you know Guan Gong? He is so righteous that all his sworn brothers worship him." The eldest brother said, and then he knelt in front of the statue with several other riders.

"Okay, I'll bow too." Although Huo Qubing didn't understand, he chose to respect.

"Little girl, are you coming too?"

The boss was about to pull Su Jiahe along, but Su Jiahe quickly shook his head and took a few steps back.

In the huge living room, five people knelt in front of the statue of Guan Gong and kowtowed in unison. The lady at the front desk gave them an incredible look.

"Don't mind, they just drank too much." Su Jiahe explained to the front desk while tapping the floor with his toes.

The eldest drunkenly raised his hand and swore, "As the Heavens above and the Earth bear witness, from this day forward, we are brothers of the opposite sex. We don't ask to be born on the same day, month, and year, but we do ask to be born on the same day, month, and year..."

"Brother, don't say such unlucky things." The second brother quickly covered his mouth.

After completing the "brotherhood ceremony", several people returned to the room, lay down all over the room, and fell asleep quickly.

After a day of running around, Su Jiahe was quite tired. She returned to her room, took a hot bath, and lay down on the bed wrapped in a quilt.

The wind and snow were still raging outside the window, and snowflakes and gravel hit the window, making crackling sounds.

In this scene, Su Jiahe couldn't help but think of a frontier poem by Cen Shen: "Have you not seen the horses galloping along the edge of the snowy sea, the vast yellow sand reaching to the sky?" On a September night in Luntai, the wind howled, and the river was filled with stones as big as buckets, scattered all over the ground by the wind.

I used to think that this poem was exaggerated, but today when I saw the wind and snow on the grassland with my own eyes, I realized that it was all realistic.

The next morning, Su Jiahe opened her eyes to find that the snowstorm had subsided. A new layer of white covered the endless grassland, reflecting a dazzling light under the early morning sun.

Huo Qubing and the four riders also woke up. Everyone dragged their luggage and said goodbye reluctantly at the hotel entrance.

"Brother Huo, we are leaving today. Thank you for saving us. Come and visit us when you have time in the future. We will treat you well." The eldest brother put his arm around Huo Qubing's shoulders, reluctant to let go.

"You're welcome, it's just a small favor. No matter if we meet again in the future or not, I will always remember you brothers."

After saying goodbye, the four riders got on their motorcycles and gradually disappeared at the end of the grassland with the roar of the engines.

Huo Qubing hurried to the bungalow behind the hotel and was relieved when he saw the horse still standing there.

At this time, the tour guide who rented the horses to the two also rushed to the hotel.

"Why did you two ride so far? Blizzards here can come at any time, and the weather forecast isn't always accurate. Luckily you were lucky enough to find a hotel yesterday."

"Tour guide, I'm so sorry to have caused you so much worry. Even your horse has been troubled. How about this? I don't want the 2,000 yuan deposit, but I'll give the pony some compensation, okay?"

Thinking about how the horse saved his life and how he was trapped here without food or water for a whole night, Su Jiahe felt very guilty.

"Forget it, as long as you are okay." The tour guide led the horse out and drove it onto the truck bed. But the horse suddenly turned around, ran to Huo Qubing, lowered its head and rubbed against him.

"Get in the car, let's go back." The tour guide pulled the horse's reins, but the horse stood there, unmoved.

"It's really strange, this horse is quite sticky to you." The tour guide said with some surprise.

Huo Qubing stroked the horse's neck and whispered a few words.

"Thank you for saving me last night. Be obedient and go back with your master."

The horse seemed to understand what Huo Qubing said and jumped onto the truck obediently.

The tour guide drove out of the hotel gate. Ma stood in the truck bed for a long time, looking at Huo Qubing until the truck drove away.

"General Huo, can you talk to horses?" Su Jiahe asked curiously.

"Maybe this horse and I are destined to be together. I have a war horse. Although it is taller than this horse, its coat color is very similar, especially the white spots on its hooves are exactly the same," said Huo Qubing.

"That's such a coincidence."

After completing their trip to the grassland, Su Jiahe and Huo Qubing returned to the city and flew back to China.

"There's still one day left tomorrow. Where else would you like to go, General Huo?"

"Only one day?" Huo Qubing still had many places he wanted to visit, but after hesitating for a long time, he finally said, "Let's go see the old capital of the Han Dynasty."

"Okay, let's go now."

The two of them rode non-stop and arrived in Chang'an that evening. The next morning, Su Jiahe brought Huo Qubing to Maoling.

Su Jiahe discovered that he had come to Chang'an several times since binding the system, but the attractions he visited were different each time.

Chang'an is indeed an ancient capital with a long history.

Huo Qubing came to the tomb of Emperor Wu of Han and saw a display board next to it, which clearly introduced the life of Emperor Wu of Han.

"Later generations have spoken highly of Your Majesty, and Your Majesty has lived a long life." Huo Qubing said to himself.

The two continued walking forward and unknowingly arrived at Wei Qing's tomb.

"Uncle!" Huo Qubing's eyes suddenly became moist.

"My condolences, my condolences. After all, it has been two thousand years." Su Jiahe suddenly thought that Huo Qubing was a royal relative, and most of the people buried in Maoling were related to him.

It was fine to take tourists to see my own grave before, but this time I took them to see my relatives’ graves as well. Isn’t that a bit unkind?

Huo Qubing walked to the tomb and carefully read the introduction to Wei Qing's life.

"My uncle was also a famous general, and his name will go down in history!" Huo Qubing found a little comfort.

"He is more than just a famous general, it is not an exaggeration to say that he is the God of War of China." Su Jiahe said on the side.

Huo Qubing searched his whole body and finally found a few bags of duck feet and duck necks left over from the day before, and carefully placed them in front of Wei Qing's tomb.

"Uncle, I didn't know you were buried here, so I didn't prepare any offerings in advance. Here are some fresh snacks. I tried them and they're pretty good. You should try them too."

After paying respects to Wei Qing, Huo Qubing continued to visit Maoling with Su Jiahe. Suddenly, they saw a group of people gathered in the distance. They walked over and saw two rows of large characters engraved on a tombstone:

Tomb of Huo Qubing, General of the Cavalry, Grand Marshal, and Marquis of Guanjun, Han Dynasty

"Is this my grave?"