Chapter 83 083: Group Fight [Please vote]
Gu Chi’s curiosity was aroused.
He was sipping tea and looking at the rising mist. There seemed to be a little bit of light in his eyes. He was easy-going and harmless: "...a scribe who can make you pray for Yuanliang to say 'be afraid'. way, Chi thought. Yes. Presumably its owner is not an unknown person?”
Qishan replied: “It is indeed not an unknown person.”
Qishan: "The person who destroyed your homeland."
Gu Chi: "..."
After a while, he murmured: "It turns out it was him who...swept across the northwest countries, indeed with ' The word "unknown person" cannot be mentioned...but doesn't he have the way of a scribe? "
Not every literati can have the way of a scribe.
It has nothing to do with the Literary Heart level and the talent of the scribe. It has no rules and cannot be influenced by human beings. Some talented people may not be able to find their way as scribes in their lifetime, while some people with mediocre qualifications may find their way as scribes when they wake up from a hangover.
Although some scribes will keep their ways of being scribes secret, some will choose to make it public to increase their own leverage.
The man Qi Shan mentioned had personally admitted that he did not have the skills of a scribe, and it would not affect his achievements anyway.
"Shen Xiaolangjun has a good slang saying - the mouth of a scholar is a liar." Qi Shan rolled his eyes inwardly. He did not expect that Gu Chi would believe this rhetoric. One person can sweep across the northwest countries. Fighting in front of the battlefield with intellectual counselors from various countries, in countless assassinations, all How can a person who retreats not be a scribe? "Would you believe me if I tell you in front of you that I am not a scribe?"
The northwest countries will do whatever they can to survive. From the open confrontation in front of the battlefield to the secret spy murder, there has been no interruption. That person was the one receiving the most attention.
What’s the result?
No one has ever succeeded.
Gu Chi replied: "Of course I don't believe it."
Qishan: "So, I don't believe it either."
Gu Chi was confused: "How do you know he has it? ”
Since you are deliberately concealing it, it must be that this scribe’s way will cause suspicion or other hidden dangers. He recalled the personal information and was convinced that Qishan and that person had only met each other a few times, and at most they had a nominal relationship of "disciple and master". How did Qishan know such a secret?
Qishan's hand holding the tea paused, and he said indifferently: "Accident."
"Then what is his way of being a scribe?" Worried that Qishan would have some scruples and refused to say anything, Gu Chi said again, "Forget it. Considering his age, that person should be retiring and is unlikely to be an official again. I heard that he resigned a few years ago and has no whereabouts. It should be okay if you tell me a little bit. "
Qishan: "There is nothing I can't say, and I don't know the specific effects, but one thing is certain - if he uses the way of the scribe, no matter how far away the enemy or friend is from him, he will definitely Sensitive. The way of the scribe seems to be able to distinguish between friend and foe..."
The corner of Gu Chi's mouth twitched fiercely.
No wonder the northwest countries at that time were unable to defeat them. They watched the Xin Kingdom grow stronger - together with their own subordinates, the situation on the battlefield was several steps behind others, and they lost one step before the battle even started. ——To be honest, if the old man hadn't been too old and Xin Guozhu's teammates were holding him back, giving him another ten years to replace Xin Guo with a reliable leader would not have been a dream to unify the northwest.
This scribe's way is not terrible at all, but it will really give the enemy a headache when placed in a place like the battlefield.
Gu Chi raised his neck and took a sip of tea.
He said: "It's a pity."
It's a pity, but more of an envy.
Look at other people's ways of being scribes, and then look at your own, they are indeed incomparable. That person's way of being a scribe is more feared by his enemies than his own people, and his way of being a scribe is also more feared by his own people. If sent to negotiate, it might have miraculous results.
But in troubled times, nothing is as good as chicken ribs.
This is also the reason why we are fearless in praying for kindness.
Read minds?
Humph╭(╯^╰)╮
As long as you don’t treat Gu Chi as one of your own, there’s really no need to be afraid.
With this idea, Qi Shan looked at Gu Chi much more favorably.
He also generously cared about Gu Chi's health.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this guy is in poor health, and he looks like he is suffering from tuberculosis that will lead to an early death and a short life. Qi Shan guesses that it is probably related to his tasteless and feared scribe's way.
Gu Chi responded indifferently: "I can hold on for the time being."
Since the emergence of the scribe's way, he lives in a noisy environment every day, surrounded by malicious intentions, and cannot even live in peace at night. Because all kinds of weird dreams would also come to his ears, never stopping for a moment. If it weren't for his amazing perseverance, he would have gone crazy.
The price paid is far greater than the gain. Qi Shan: "I do have a way."
Gu Chi's eyelids slightly lifted, his eyes asking for a way.
"Abolish the Dan Mansion."
The operation of the scribe's way also depends on the Wenxin.
The literary spirit is gone, and the way of being a scribe is naturally gone.
If it cannot be turned off, force shutdown!
Gu Chi: "..."
If his upbringing hadn't stopped him, he would have thrown the unfinished tea on this guy's face. What kind of bad idea was he coming up with?
The tea in Gu Chi's hand was not spilled, but noises and high-pitched screams were heard from downstairs.
Praying for kindness, my heart skipped a beat.
Ignoring teasing, he stood up and pushed open the long window, revealing everything that happened on the long street downstairs. Gu Chi moved slower than him: "Why are you in such a hurry? It may not be Mr. Shen of your family... Well, he is really making trouble..."
Qishan: "..."
If Shen Tang could hear this, he would definitely cry out that he was wronged.
What do you mean she is making trouble?
It was obvious that the troublemaker took the initiative to find her.
It seems that she is unlucky.
"Brother Shen, bring two jars of wine."
The familiar young man's voice came from above his head.
Shen Tang raised the brim of his hat with his fingers, saw clearly the customers in front of the stall, and sighed: "How come I can run into you wherever I set up a stall?"
Didn't Zhai Le have a locator installed on his nose?
"This shows that we are destined." Zhai Le gave him a small piece of silver, unceremoniously opened the red wine cork, sat on the side of the bench, raised his neck and poured it into his mouth, and drank most of it. He opened the wine altar, opened a wine compartment, and wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "It was really fun to drink!"
Shen Tang rolled his eyes.
"Why are you here?"
Zhai Le pointed in the direction of the county government: "Brother sent greeting cards to the county government, but I don't want to see them come and go and play games. Feng, I planned to stay outside and wait for my brother to finish his work, but I didn’t expect to see you selling wine here. It shows that the bond between us is very deep.”
Shen Tang: "..."
She feels like Nie Yuan.
Zhai Le said with a smile: "Let's go out to the city to hunt when we have time."
"As for the situation outside Xiaocheng? I think the mud has been eaten up by the people, and they are still hunting. Is it possible to hunt? What is it?”
Zhai Le felt that the drink had lost its taste.
"Oh, what Brother Shen said makes sense."
While I was feeling sentimental, suddenly a group of ferocious-looking adult men came running over menacingly, with the target in the direction of Shen and Tang. In no time, the small wine stall was completely packed. Shen Tang was still confused, but Zhai Le looked like he had expected it.
Shen Tang stood up and clasped his fists: "Guys, who are you?"
The strong man pointed at Zhai Le and asked: "Do you know him?"
Shen Tang said: "Yes. ”
The strong man in the lead turned pale, waved his hand and shouted: "Okay, smash this stall!"
Shen Tang: "???"
After two days of eating The medicine is still useful. I woke up with a sore throat in the morning and a slight fever in the afternoon. It got better in the evening and I think it will be better tomorrow. Being sick really affects my state, and I don’t want to type while looking at the computer.
(End of this chapter)