Chapter 654 654: The flag is set [Please vote for me]
The mourning hall is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop.
Even the few crying children were infected by the atmosphere and stopped making noises. Everyone's eyes wandered back and forth between him and Luan Xin, without even making a sound. He was also annoyed that he was quick to speak, but what he said was like spilled water, which was hard to recover: "Did I say something wrong? Isn't Luan Gongyi just a cripple? If not for Wen Yangong's appreciation and promotion, who would he be?"
Even Luan Xin's ancestors were once wealthy, but by Luan Xin's generation, the wealthy family had become a bamboo family. Luan Xin still wants to honor his ancestors? It is difficult for people with mediocre looks to become officials. Typical examples are Zhang He, not to mention Luan Xin, who has severe physical disabilities.
The disability on his feet is a taboo that he cannot mention.
Although Luan Xin's face was gloomy, he did not conflict with the man. His eyes looked at him silently without a trace of emotion. After a while, Mo Sheng reminded the other party to pay attention to the next situation even if he went crazy: "Are you serious, do you want to be arrogant in Wen Yangong's mourning hall?"
"I--" Of course, you can't be arrogant, but you can't relieve your anger. solution, coincidentally Luan Xin hit the muzzle of the gun and had no choice but to say a few words, "If I am considered impudent, wouldn't it be an eyesore for you to appear in Wen Yangong's mourning hall?"
He then said: "No, it is not an eyesore. It’s bad luck!”
< br>After listening to the conversation between the two, the eldest lady realized that her husband's most trusted confidant was timid at the critical moment - even though she knew that a literary scholar could not influence the outcome of the war, and even if Luan Xin joined, Xiaocheng would most likely be just Fallen later, But there was still a knot in my heart, and Luan Xin was not as affectionate as before, and his tone was a bit stiff: "Everyone is the humerus of Wen Yan before he was alive. Even if there are disagreements, you should stop fighting for the time being and let Wen Yan go with peace of mind..." These words He said it to Luan Xin.
Luan Xin knew what was going on and found an excuse to leave.
Seeing him limping away, the eighth-class officer rushed to catch up and wanted to help Luan Xin, who was struggling to walk. However, his big rough hands did not dare to touch him, so he could only rub them nervously: "Mr. Sir, please slow down, it’s cold and the road is slippery.”
He was clumsy and wanted to say something about the mourning hall, but he couldn’t hold it in for a long time. He couldn't hold back his words. Luan Xin didn't know when to stop and had something to say to him: "When you earn enough working hours and become free, do you have any plans?"
The strong man scratched his head blankly: "For the time being. I don’t have any plans, but I have to make a living, and maybe I’ll find a master in the future.”
The brave warrior is born for the battlefield.
He has no other skills except fighting.
Luan Xin asked him: "What do you think of my lord?"
The strong man's mind had barely turned around, and he was stunned before he remembered that the "lord" in Luan Xin's mouth was no longer Qiu Cheng but Shen Tang. He shook his head decisively and waved his hands to refuse: "This can't be done."
"Why can't it be done? Do you have a grudge against the lord?"
The strong man replied: "It's not because of any grudge."
He simply felt that taking refuge in Shen Tang was like a young woman remarrying her husband's murderer. Even if this "husband" is not that good, it is natural for a widow to remarry to make a living, but the person she is marrying is her enemy, and she always feels uncomfortable in her heart.
Luan Xin: "..."
The strong man chuckled: "I don't have much culture, let's make Mr. laugh. But, does Mr. really appreciate Shen Tang that much?"
Luan Xin did not answer, He took care of himself and replenished it.
"I should really appreciate it." Just now in the mourning hall, he noticed that Shen Tang and Luan Xin were chatting quite happily. Judging from the former attitude, there is no intention to discriminate against Luan Xin's physical disability. Such a lord is rare, and the strong man is sincerely happy for Luan Xin.
Luan Xin avoided talking.
Just remind him: "The Lord does not have many generals."
Timing is sometimes as important as strength.
If Longwu County, Sibao County and Minfeng County can be stabilized in one fell swoop, Shen Tang will not be considered weak among a bunch of fragmented forces. The strength of the eighth-class public transport is neither low nor high. If you go elsewhere, it will be relatively difficult to get ahead. Shen Tang has many vacancies and opportunities. Luan Xinxin suggested to him in a sincere tone: "You might as well think carefully before making a decision."
The strong man nodded involuntarily: "Okay."
The two parted, and Luan Xin walked alone in the long alley. .
After a few steps, he turned pale and leaned against the wall, vomiting a large amount of blood. He vomited a puddle before slowly straightening up. After vomiting out the congestion, his face looked better. He dragged his remaining leg and limped back home. Not wanting to disturb his sleeping relatives, he sat on the porch with his cloak on. Not long after, he heard footsteps behind him, and he knew it was his wife without looking back.
He asked: "Have I bothered you?"
The wife sat down and said, "Master Sir, seems to have something on his mind?"
Obviously he was fine before going out, saying it was for The old master kept vigil at his funeral and sent him on his final journey. Why did he come back feeling lost and lost, as if he was in a state of confusion? Luan Xin didn't answer, and his wife wasn't in a hurry. She knew that the person next to her was taciturn.
After a long while, Luan Xin seemed to have come to his senses and said softly: "Those subordinates under the master's account are very interesting as scribes." His wife mistakenly thought that Luan Xin had low self-esteem.
"No matter how powerful they are, I am not weaker than others!"
Luan Xin shook his head: "That's not what I meant."
The next sentence scared his wife Almost jumped.
Luan Xin lowered his eyelashes, and with an undercurrent in his eyes, he said: "Sooner or later, she will die from one of the scribes' ways!"
sooner or later!
"Master Lang's colleagues are so dangerous? Then why does Mr. Shen still use them?" Even though he had been sleeping in the same bed for many years, he was startled by the sinister look on his bedside, "Do you want to remind me?"< br>
Luan Xin fell silent this time and did not answer.
The wife pulled him into the house and applied a warm cloth to the lame leg: "When will Master Sir go to the official office for duty?"
After five or six breaths, Luan Xin answered. : "Two more days."
His wife sighed and talked about him.
"Master Lang used the scribe's method again today?"
She didn't know what Luan Xin's scribe's method was. After all, she was just an ordinary person. She would become Luan Xin if she knew too many secrets. The enemy's breakthrough point, but she knew the sequelae of Luan Xin's way of being a scribe. That is to say, his reaction is extremely slow. Compared with him, those elderly men and women are quick in thinking and strong in skill.
Luan Xin: "It doesn't matter."
But his wife looked at him worriedly.
At the same time, Gu Chi went to the government office overnight to find Qi Shan, and together they found out the information about Luan Xin. It disturbed people's dreams at night, and Qishan didn't give him a good look. The two of them almost squatted together with their heads touching, borrowing an oil lamp, and read the contents of Luan Xin's interview at a glance. Qi Shan teased: "Luan Gongyi? It's rare to have a master who only harms himself and not the master."
Gu Chi said: "Don't you think he is quite mysterious?"
Qishan asked: "What's so mysterious about it?"
Gu Chi: "It's a bit like Han Zhang."
< br>“Like Hanzhang?”
"The disadvantage of Hanzhang's way of being a scribe is money. The more you spend, the stronger your strength will be. The disadvantage of his way of being a scribe is the slow response after using it. I think he is being vague here. Slow? How long is the delay? Isn't it time? Fixed? Is it possible that the stronger the scribe's ability is, the longer the delay will be? "
Qi Shan yawned sleepily.
The injuries on his body have not healed yet.
Before he finished yawning, he heard Gu Chi speculate: "If the delay lasts a lifetime, wouldn't people die?"
In the words of the Lord, isn't this Kryptonian fate? ?
The disadvantages involve life, and the way of the scribes cannot be weakened.
Qi Shan chuckled: "Within a lifetime, with the physique of a literary scholar, he might die without eating or drinking for seven days..."
Gu Chi rolled his eyes: "You know?"< br>
Qi Shan: "I almost died like this back then..."
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Hehe, the foreshadowing of Luan Xin’s line should be finished. Next are a few chapters of transition, starting the Zheng Qiao Dragon Slaying dungeon.
PS: When writing about the side effect of slow response, I suddenly thought of the jokes about 5G, 4G, 3G, and 2G speeds, haha
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