"Nothing? What is that?"
Cui Hui was close and heard clearly, but he just couldn't understand.
The beauty in front of her raised her hand, and a second beauty appeared on the ground. Cui Hui was stunned for a moment. It wasn't that she didn't know that Scholar Wen Xin had the ability to incarnate outside the body, but it was the first time she had seen it with her own eyes, and she felt envious from the bottom of her heart.
"They are two beauties..."
Just thinking about it makes me feel suffocated with happiness.
Ning Yan said: "It is nothing."
Cui Hui said without thinking: "Nothing is beautiful!"
Ning Yan: "..."
The cold wind poured into the collar. , taking away the little heat, the cold made Cui Hui shiver, and his mind suddenly cleared. The temperature was low this season, so she lay in the corridor for nearly a quarter of an hour, her brain almost frozen with cold: "Um, what do you call Your Majesty?"
Ning Yan and Wu You exchanged glances instantly. information.
"My name is Ning Yan, and my courtesy name is Tunan. I was an official in the same court as your father Cui Shanxiao." Ning Yan stretched out her hand to help Cui Hui get up, and did not forget to tell her, "The ground is very cold, so you should get up. It did not hurt the fundamentals, but the female monarch acted as Ordinary people are easily frightened. It is best to drink a bowl of soothing soup before going to bed in the past few days to help you fall asleep. If you feel unwell, please inform us as soon as possible and arrange for medical treatment. "
The corridor is windy, Ning Yan. Send her back inside.
It took Cui Hui a long time to digest this passage.
She suddenly remembered the scene before she fell into coma.
Shocked: "Ning Nujun, that Mei Jinghe, she..."
Ning Yan handed her a glass of warm water to warm herself up and said, "I already know about her. She has already left and I couldn't stop her."
"What should I do?" Cui Hui didn't know that Mei Meng's identity was hidden. How heavy it was, but she knew she could be targeted by Qi Yuanliang, It definitely has weight, "Does this count as 'letting the tiger return to the mountain and releasing the dragon into the sea'?"
Ning Yan nodded: "Forget it."
"Then——"
< br> Before Cui Hui finished speaking, a shadow fell into the room.
The person who came was tall and majestic, and his majestic armor glowed with cold metallic luster. If you get closer, you can smell a faint trace of blood. His physique alone brings a strong visual oppression. This person first glanced at Cui Hui when he entered, and then he was relieved when he saw that Cui Hui was fine.
The shoulders can be visibly relaxed.
"Shizhong Ning, I finally failed to bring him back."
"As expected, she showed mercy to you." Ning Yan heard about Lu Jue and Mei Meng From the old events back then, it became clear that the two of them had some unclear entanglements. "She had a very powerful martial artist by her side. The brave warrior protects you. If you are not pushed away by her, but you bump into her, even if Xinglin doctor comes, you will not be able to save her, but she will be hit in the life gate."
“A strong and courageous warrior?”
Ning Yan said: "Still an acquaintance."
"An acquaintance?"
"I met Zheng Qiao in the early years. It's Qi Cang."
The strength of Mei Meng's guards None of them are strong, and they are relatively normal travel configurations for aristocratic families. If their strength exceeds this level, even aristocratic families with poor foundation cannot afford to support them. But Mei Meng is not only a daughter of an aristocratic family, but also a senior official of Qi State and deputy director of the Southwest Branch.
No matter how much progress Lu Jue has made over the years, meeting Qi Cang is still in vain.
Wuyou is just a relatively special incarnation of literary spirit.
“Isn’t it dangerous for Ning Shizhong to go rashly?”
“Wu You is the incarnation of my literary spirit, so it doesn’t matter. Some information also needs Wu You to collect it personally. Compared with the harvest, the risk is A little risk is worth it, and it saves you some peace of mind. "Ning Yan's brain ached a little as she recalled what she heard before Wu You was defeated. That was probably more disturbing than Mei Meng's running away, "Oh, he really... caused a lot of trouble."
Lu Jue: "She?"
Ning Yan did not respond.
Just because the words Wu You heard were——
【Please tell Qi Yuanliang——】
【His way of being a scribe is very useful. 】
This means that Mei Meng's way of being a scribe has certain similarities with Luan Xin's way of being a scribe, and he can unknowingly use the way of a third party to be a scribe for his own use. Ning Yan was sure that Mei Meng must have done something by using Qishan's scribe's skills, otherwise she would not have left such an ambiguous provocation to sow discord. It was also a provocation and demonstration against Qishan, or the Northwest Branch.
It is about Qi Yuanliang, Ning Yan wants to ask Shen Tang for instructions.
It cannot be disclosed to a third party before then.
In addition to this information, Ning Yan also found something "unexpected" through Wuyou: "Birds of a feather flock together, and people divide into groups."
Lu Jue was immersed in a rare setback, I don’t understand why Shizhong Ning suddenly expressed such emotion, but Cui Hui, who was next to him, nodded hurriedly in agreement with the beauty: "This is the truth."
Everything about being beautiful is right.
Lu Jue: "..."
The remote mountain road is rugged and the wheels turn very fast.
There is not much bumpiness in the car.
The strong man with a beard opened the curtain of the car and sat in without the owner's permission. He leaned back carelessly and completely ignored the original owner in the car. After sitting for a while, he felt weak all over. He sat up straight and complained: "You literati from aristocratic families are boring. Why do you ride in a carriage? You can go fast on horseback and it's not boring. If you don't change your posture for several hours, your buttocks are numb." "
I can't stand such abuse.
Not only my buttocks are numb, my legs are also numb.
He doesn't like to pay attention to these vain pomps. You are running for your life right now, how can you still be free and leisurely?
Mei Meng rested her chin on one hand and did not look at him.
The strong man chuckled: "Still thinking about your old lover?"
He and Mei Meng parted ways in Gao Kingdom, taking the time to visit his old master's grave and revisit his old place—— Shen Youli has a very broad mind. They were all mentally prepared for the old master's tomb to be dumped and the bones to be hung on the tree, but they didn't expect that the abandoned and dilapidated academy had been carefully repaired, and the old master's tomb in it was also stained with light. The tomb was clean and full of color. Mute servants guard.
The strong man and the dumb servant guessed and made gestures.
I learned from the mute servant that the nearby hilltop had been bought.
The master of the mountain took pity on the mute servant and allowed him to live here. He only had to clean the academy regularly every month. There was no order given to the solitary grave. The mute servant would occasionally help pull weeds when he had nothing to do.
【Really? I don't believe it. Is there really no one who comes here every now and then to dig up graves and whip corpses? Break a bone and make soup? 】The strong man expressed doubts about this and almost annoyed the mute servant and was pushed out. After being bored, he stopped talking and went down the mountain to buy a lot of funeral objects.
【No one has paid for you for so many years, so you must be living in poverty down there, which sounds pitiful. Come, it’s a rare occasion for me to come here. Out of our friendship in the past, I will burn more for you this time. I don’t know when the next time will be... With the current world situation, maybe we will meet next time. I was the one who went down. Buy yourself more delicious food and bribe the ghost servant. Maybe the bribe will work, and you will suffer less from being exposed to fire and oil every day... But don't spend too much. 】
【Think about it, if I die too, both of us will be lonely ghosts without descendants to worship us. Without descendants to sacrifice and burn sacrifices, the money in our hands will be used less. . If you save some money, you might be able to survive until the day when you redeem your murderous karma and reincarnate again. It's scary to think about it, it's better not to die. I want to be majestic and majestic in the world, and if I want to be successful, I will be as poor as you as a ghost...】
While burning, I lamented the rapid changes in Kang State.
【Hey, there are still boys and girls. 】
【I will burn these to serve you. 】
Zheng Qiao seems to have never suffered from poverty in his life.
【Is there a beautiful girl here? I will also burn a few pairs for you, so that you will not be able to taste them while you are alive, but you will also enjoy them after you die. 】
Looking at the ashes swallowed by the flames and curled up, the strong man thought of Zheng Qiao's face, and then thought of the enigmatic red cheeks of these rough paper figures. If Zheng Qiao could really receive them, I don't know who would be happy.
The strong man grabbed another handful of paper figurines with the words "literary scholar" and "brave warrior" written on them. A large pile of paper figurines had red horizontal lines drawn on their waists and decorated with monogram tiger symbols. Notes on "Second Grade Shangzhong" and "Twenty Rank Chehou": [These masters will also be burned for you. If you feel your life is boring, then you can lead these underworld soldiers to destroy the underworld and blow up ghosts for fun. How fun would that be? 】The mute servant watched the strong man burn the paper for half an hour in the lonely grave.
Mistakenly thought that a strong man's relatives were lying in a solitary grave.
Turn around and go to the kitchen to get some dry food.
Where is the strong man in front of the lonely grave?
If it weren’t for a few pieces of gold on the table, the mute servant would have thought he was hallucinating, and hurriedly thanked him everywhere. He thought that next time he went down the mountain to buy some sacrifices, it would be considered as a thank you to this kind man.
The strong man said nothing about his itinerary during this period.
But he knew Mei Meng’s whereabouts very well.
Mei Meng said softly: "No."
The strong man looked like "you don't have to hide it".
He has only contacted Mei Meng in the past few days. Kang Guo does not know the news of his infiltration yet. As long as Mei Meng is ruthless, no matter she wants to take Lu Jue back whole or piece by piece, It's all possible in theory, it just takes a little effort at most.
"This man is indeed talented. If he were the same age as me, I would run away when I saw him, but who delayed his rebirth for so many years? It doesn't matter whether you kill him or cripple him, it's the same."
Mei Meng glanced sideways at the strong man.
Playing with taste: "This is the only thing in the general's mind?"
The strong man: "..."
"We can neither take him away nor kill him. Just like before you came, didn't Shen Youli kill me? If I were just Mei Jinghe, But it can disappear with the wave of a hand from those in power. I am an ant, but I am still the confidant of the leader of Qi State and the deputy director of the Southwest Branch. If I reveal my identity, I cannot directly act or say anything, but I must keep it in the open..."
So. Lu Jue cannot die.
In other words, no matter who stops me today, I will not die.
The strong man just sneered at this.
He was most impatient of these plots.
"When Shen Youli knows what you have done..."
Mei Meng closed her eyes and said: "That is just a part of the plan. There must not be a single step in my path to perfection. Error.”
“Does it have to be perfect?”
Based on Zhuang Man’s experience, it would be better if Mei Meng’s way of being a scribe is not perfect, as the perfect way is too easy to arouse jealousy.
"The way of a scribe is to ask one's heart, General, would you give up martial arts because of some trivial obstacles?"
The answer is no.
The strong man knew that it was useless to talk.
With the bumpy feeling caused by the rolling wheels of the car, the strong man looked at the rapidly retreating scenery outside the window and was speechless. After a long while, Mei Meng was hit by the booklet taken out from the strong man's arms, and the booklet fell on the hem of her clothes.
Mei Meng picked it up doubtfully.
I saw a few large characters written in the first column of the booklet.
"Counterattack! Start in prison, I am the emperor of the world! 》
The signature is [Five Elements of Bad Virtues].
There was something strange on Mei Meng's face.
"General, do you still read these?"
"What do you mean by 'still reading these'? It's something that appeals to both refined and popular tastes. It's a specialty of Kangguo! I just find it interesting. Some of the concepts in it are very satisfying. The person who wrote this book must be an expert." The strong man skipped some content vaguely. Change the topic, "Inside There is a very interesting speculation, saying that the root of women's cultivation in the world may lie with those in power. In other words-"
The strong man said seriously: "The imprisonment has been released."
Mei Meng. There is no need to risk the perfection of this scribe's way.
She turned the book to the page where the strong man had made a note.
For a long time, he smiled and asked: "You mean, the release of the imprisonment imposed on me has something to do with Shen Youli?"
Calculating the time she can practice is indeed consistent.
The strong man said: "It seems so at present."
Mei Meng lowered her eyes and put the book aside.
“But she is her and I am me. How many people can copy the path she took? Qi Yanqing and Shen Youli first became famous at the age of twelve. During the Xiaocheng Alliance, she was What strength? How much does the world know about her twelve years before this? She just appeared out of thin air? Alone! Let me ask you this - decades and centuries later, dynasties change one after another, and the shackles are opened again. Is there any twelve-year-old woman in the world who can replicate the path she has walked? Is it possible? ”
The main premise of copying——
Only with certain strength can you be qualified to be on the stage of Xiaocheng.
This strength is the cornerstone of everything.
Without a cornerstone, everything is a mirror image.
"And the path I took..." Mei Meng opened her eyes and looked into Qi Cang's eyes, word by word, "Even without Shen Youli, I can still become a literary scholar. Even if it was supposed to be ten There is always hope for what will happen in 20 years, 20 years, or 30 years.”
“I want to go through it myself.”
"Proves that it can be copied and imitated by future generations."
"Even if it has little hope."
In response, the strong man sighed, patted his thigh and said: " It should be more exciting to help you back then!"
He licked his dry lips.
The madness in Mei Jinghe is purer than that of the current Lord.
Mei Meng: "...No, I'm not interested."
She can take advantage of the situation to support Wang Ji to ascend to the throne, because Wang Ji is born with a very high starting point and can follow the etiquette to obtain a good fiefdom. Being able to "hold the emperor in command of the princes" and being famous in everything he does is infinitely better than starting from scratch.
If you focus on yourself, you will lose the most important "legitimacy" flag, and you will be hindered in recruiting troops and other things.
She is not Shen Youli. She is besieged by multiple forces and can still fight back and forth, and she still has the upper hand most of the time...
From this point of view, Shen Youli's Lu Guo is really difficult to copy.
It cannot be used as a reference for future generations.
Mei Meng answered firmly, but the strong man refused to believe it.
【Those who steal hooks will be punished, and those who steal the country will be marquised. 】
How can those who regard it as the way of the scribes be willing to let others down?
Mei Meng is a hook thief and a country thief?
Or is she the executioner of both?
"Is the person named Shen going to fight with those two guys from the Eternal Life Sect?" The strong man held his chin, bored. He wanted to get involved but didn't want to be a fish in the pond, "You can't It's a pity to watch the excitement. But - it's okay to watch your excitement."
Witness the literary scholar's way of being a scholar.
This opportunity is once in a lifetime.
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Tang Mei: You have actually witnessed two of these once-in-a-lifetime ceremonies.