Back Off, Let Me Come

Shen Tang felt that her brain was in a knot.

"Shao Mei's way of writing is [stealing what others like], so your perfect ceremony wouldn't be--" Yuan Liang, who was like-minded with Liao Jia, flashed in her mind. As the master of these two people, she had to say with her conscience that they were both equally hurtful! From this, it can be inferred that Liao Jia's perfect ceremony is also likely to be related to harming others for his own benefit, so Shen Tang made a bold assumption and then carefully verified, "Could it be the perfect ceremony of a lurking third party, stealing the results of the other party's perfection at the moment of perfection?"

This is called "stealing what others like"!

If she guessed it right, Liao Jia's way of writing really took "harm" to a new level! The evil is even greater than Yuan Liang's destruction of the perfect ceremony of the first landing, and the two sides will definitely fight to the death!

Liao Jia was surprised at first, and then showed a subtle sly smile.

"The one who knows me is the master!"

Some details are not correct, but it is roughly correct.

Alas, in fact, the way to complete the Way of the Scholar is more or less related to one's own ability. Liao Jia had some guesses before he knew the content of the ceremony. Taking away what people like must be related to the seven emotions and six desires.

What is human emotion?

Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, hate, and desire.

What is the six desires?

Life, death, ears, eyes, mouth, and nose.

No matter which one, the difficulty must be great. Liao Jia did not dare to spread his guess, for fear of causing unnecessary panic among his colleagues. He certainly did not want to pit his colleagues, but his colleagues did not believe him. The leaders of the group of wicked officials in the court of the King of Kang are Qi Shan and Chu Yao! These people will calculate their colleagues for their own interests, especially Qi Yuanliang!

Liao Jia can only put this matter aside temporarily.

Until he figured out the correct conditions for the completion ceremony, he was really worried-what proportion of the population are scholars with literary mind? How many of them have the Way of the Scholar? Among those who have the Way of the Scholar, how many are qualified to peek at the door of perfection?

How many of these people are 100% sure of perfection?

Shen Tang helplessly held her forehead: "No need to praise me for this."

To be honest, as the lord, she also felt guilty.

To make a simple and crude analogy-

The way to become a perfect scholar is to take the college entrance examination, and the score must meet the admission line of Tsinghua and Peking University. Candidate Liao Jia is a little special and is forced to become a college entrance examination blacklist. If he wants to go to Tsinghua and Peking University, he can only change the test paper of another candidate to his own name without anyone noticing, or hack into the college entrance examination system and change the score of another candidate who meets the score to his own. No matter which one, he can reap the benefits and successfully enter Tsinghua and Peking University_(:з」∠)_

As for the unlucky candidate, what about him?

Repeat a year and take the exam again.

What questions will be in the second year? Is it difficult?

All depends on fate!

This analogy really makes people's blood pressure soar.

Shen Tang tried hard to get rid of this analogy from her mind, otherwise she really couldn't help Liao Jia. Facing Liao Jia's expectant eyes, she smiled reluctantly: "This, you are a little late."

Liao Jia was a little regretful.

"Has Mei Jinghe completed the ceremony?"

Shen Tang shook his head.

Liao Jia said: "So it failed? It's a pity, but this is normal. It's rare for a perfect ceremony to succeed at one time."

Shen Tang nodded and shook his head.

She touched her cheek with her fingers embarrassedly, and her wandering eyes were full of guilt: "Shao Mei, this is a long story. I wanted to kill Mei Jinghe, so I got three abdication edicts from Wu Xian and forced her to start the ceremony in advance. If you had come half a month earlier, you would have been able to get this ride in time."

Who knew that Liao Jia still had a need here.

If she had known this earlier, she would have changed her plan.

She secretly helped Mei Jinghe to complete the ceremony 100%, and then when the other party thought it was successful, let Liao Jia reap the fruits of victory. I believe that the blow after the great joy will be more frustrating.

What a pity, what a pity, Liao Jia came too late.

Liao Jia: "..."

What hit Liao Jia even harder was that the evening banquet was held for Ning Yan to complete the Way of the Scholar. He instantly lost his spirits, and the flowers on his temples also wilted. He was dejected and poured wine into his mouth, a typical way of drowning his sorrows in wine.

People who didn't know the truth thought that Liao Jia was dissatisfied with Ning Yan.

In order to prevent this misunderstanding, Shen Tang, as the lord, came out to smooth things over. She didn't reveal how Liao Jia could complete the Way of the Scholar, but only said that his completion ceremony was related to Mei Jinghe. Shao Mei knew that the Mei Jinghe ceremony was destroyed and she also missed a precious opportunity, so she was depressed, not because she had any opinions about Tu Nan.

Everyone showed sympathy for Liao Jia.

It's a pity that Liao Jia came at the wrong time.

Ning Yan worriedly said, "Does it have to be Mei Jinghe?"

In some special circumstances, the completion ceremonies of the two scholars do overlap, either helping each other and completing them together, or confronting each other and choosing one of the two to advance. Mei Meng is an enemy of Kangguo, and the positions of both sides are contradictory. If the latter situation is fine, but if the former situation is, wouldn't Liao Jia's perfect ceremony be constrained by others?

If Mei Meng doesn't cooperate, it will never be perfect?

Ning Yan is worried about this matter, and Luan Xin is also worried when he hears it. He subconsciously leans forward slightly, and his eyes keep looking at Shen Tang.

He is afraid that Shen Tang or Liao Jia will give bad news.

Shen Tang hesitated for a moment: "Well, it doesn't have to be Mei Meng, but if you can choose, it's better to try to choose her."

It's good for Liao Jia and everyone.

You can't let Liao Jia cheat his colleagues, right?

The perfect way of being a scribe requires the right time, right place and right people. Once you fail, the assessment content will be changed and the difficulty will be raised to a higher level. Even my own parents would not give up the precious perfect spot and take the exam again. Shen Tang also didn't want Liao Jia to attack his own people. If he wanted to cause trouble, he would cause trouble to the enemy.

Ning Yan heard a strange meaning and was as sharp as she was. She vaguely guessed the truth and said carefully: "It's just that Mei Jinghe should have fled back to Qi State at this time. We don't know her second time." The content of the ceremony, and I don’t know when she will start the second consummation ceremony... This matter is really difficult to deal with. "

Shen Tang also sighed.

There was a lot of slander in my heart.

You said that Liao Jia is already "taking people's favor", why do you have to stipulate that you can only take away the fresh and warm way of perfect scribes? Isn’t it okay to seize other methods of perfect scribes that have already been revealed?

Shen Tang can still catch one for him.

For example, Wei Lou, the old man.

Make the most of one thing.

The ministers exchanged cups and some were drunk, and Ning Yan, as the protagonist, was toasted in turns - even though her colleagues were saying congratulations, they felt a little sour in their hearts. The perfection of the scribe's way is a height that many people cannot reach in their lifetime, and they cry with envy.

Ning Yan has a good drinking capacity and will not refuse anyone who comes.

She is not completely passive. When others drink her, she will make them dance. Even if they don't know how to dance, they will sing a little song and recite two little poems. The civil servants were more reserved, while the military generals were very generous.

Qian Yong placed the wine cup on the table.

He swung his clothes, stuffed them into his waist, stretched out his hands, shook his head and twisted his waist, and then left. Other colleagues drew their swords, played them, composed music, and sang with their hands on the table. All the tunes were improvised.

Everyone applauded.

Wei Shou glanced at his mouth, threw away his chopsticks, turned over and left the court, and then made a deft leap like a tiger. The cheers from the sidelines were even higher. Wei Shou invited a fight: "Uncle Qian, let's compete."

Good guys, this is the preparation for the dance.

Everyone at the banquet consciously divided into two camps.

You play the gongs and I play the drums, and the atmosphere is lively.

Gong Xiqiu saw two big men dancing and sweating profusely. They danced like tigers and tigers with every step, sometimes like dragons and tigers, sometimes like luan and phoenix flying. The figures reflected in the candlelight were like wild beasts testing each other on the ground. Attack contains explosive power.

After looking at it for a while, I felt itchy.

He shouted: "I'm coming too!"

There is nothing light and slender about the dance of the generals in the military camp. The dance steps are wide and open, and the rhythm is enthusiastic and unrestrained. The main purpose is to show the momentum and power. Jimo Qiu wanted to stop him, but Gong Xiqiu had disappeared. Everyone was having a great time, and Shen Tang didn't stop.

The central area was noisy, so she quietly came to Liao Jia's side and said comfortingly: "Don't be discouraged, young beauty. We are a big family now and have a big business. With the power of a country, we still can't find a qualified scapegoat? There is really no one who meets the requirements. After the battle in Gaoguo is over, we will look at the situation and go to Mei Jinghe’s house to intercept Hu.”

By the way, let's give Qi Guo some color.

Shen Tang calculated the time in his mind.

At this moment, Cui Hui and Miao Ne should be on their way to Qi State. Under the candlelight, her eyes flashed with creepy calculations: "Well, Mei Jinghe is indeed suitable."

Liao Jia nodded: "Thank you, Lord."

He also wanted to try his luck.

Mei Jinghe missed out, and Lio Jia planned to take a long vacation to look for suitable candidates in other areas. Compared with other colleagues, Liao Jia's scribe's ways were too useless. For so many years, he could only pray for good in disgust and harm the unlucky Lord, and was almost useless on the frontal battlefield. Liao Jia is not that obsessed with military achievements, but he is not first in literature and second in military affairs. As a literary scholar, he does not want to lose to anyone, let alone be pulled down by newcomers who will join the officialdom in the future.

He is not alone in this trouble.

The same goes for Chu Yao.

It's not easy to get a clue, no matter how difficult it is, you have to give it a try.

Shen Tang patted him on the shoulder: "Would you like to play too?"

As he spoke, he looked at the noisy crowd.

All generals are extroverted.

Even though their limbs are as stiff as if they were in plaster, having the same hands and feet doesn't stop them from dancing wildly, making them stand out. Gong Xiqiu was like a fish in water in this situation, like a big snake that could twist twists and turns. If Jimo Qiu played the flute to music for him again, the smell would come up immediately. Most of the civil servants were reserved, but there was also one who was accidentally dragged into playing.

Shen Tang was so noisy that his head hurt, but he didn't stop him.

Occasionally, you need to release your nature and relieve stress.

The demons in Kang State were dancing wildly, and the envoys from Gao State were restless. They were eating without knowing the taste, just like chewing wax. The excitement at the banquet had nothing to do with them, they only felt that the noise was annoying. They asked to see Shen Tang again, but Shen Tang looked at them with a half-smile. That look seemed to reveal the biggest secret in their hearts.

"If I dare to ask, I wonder what Mr. Shen thinks about it?"

"There's nothing to consider." Shen Tang's response didn't give any face at all, and he looked at the envoy's sudden change of expression playfully, "I thought that your family could be passed down for many generations and had long understood the essence of human relations and sophistication, but I didn't want to - tsk, It's destiny seven points and three points depends on ability. At this point, shouldn't you be asking me to give you a way out? Why are you so confused that you still want to bargain with me? You can't let anyone take away your bargaining chip! Chips are called chips, and chips that can be taken away are called fat! "

"Gao Guo is already a turtle in a urn, let alone you?"

"The soldiers and horses have not moved yet, but the food and grass go first." The envoy from Gaoguo's back was wet with sweat, but he still forced his mouth to say, "Jun Shen's time to found the country is still short. If this battle is delayed for one more day, the food and grass will..."

Shen Tang waved his hand: "That's you."

She smiled and sat upright: "Kang country has no shortage of food and grass."

Then he said despairing words: "Don't say that if you delay it for another three to five months, or another three to five years, the impact will not be big, but if you want to bargain with me and ask for my land and my people, the impact will be very bad." . Under the heaven, is it the king’s land! You want to take my things, and you think it’s for my own good?”

Haha, are you okay with your brain?

Shen Tang threw the empty wine cup in his hand not far in front of the messenger. The wine cup shattered with a sound, and the fragments flew. Her eyes were filled with darkness that was darker than the night, and she could see people as if they were falling into an ice cellar with just one glance: "On the day when my iron cavalry conquers the high country, what belongs to me will only belong to me. If you want to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, you should be welcome. , don’t think about anything else. Messenger, do you still have any doubts?”

The messenger's body was stiff and he did not dare to move.

An aura like a mountain was pressing on his shoulders.

He was sure that if he said something that did not suit Shen Tang's wishes, the momentum would be completely suppressed and his internal organs would be strangled into pulp. Under the ever-present shadow of death, the envoy from the High Kingdom tried his best to squeeze out the ugliest smile in his life.

"Ming, understand, no doubt!"

Shen Tang was satisfied: "Well, that's good."

Look, wouldn’t it be convenient to communicate like this?

The Gaoguo mission left on the second day, bringing back the worst news. Shen Tang didn't care at all how gloomy those aristocratic families were. She just went step by step, dispatched soldiers and generals, and three lines of troops approached the border of Gao Kingdom. This fight will not stop until she says it will stop!

In this regard, Zhang Wenwu was inspired.

During the truce between the two armies, they couldn't hold it any longer.

It was clear that he had won the battle, but he had to rest where he was. Watching the enemy's remnants flee back to rest, the feeling was really more uncomfortable than killing himself. They can tolerate their colleagues taking more military honors than themselves, but they cannot tolerate their military merits being increased and they run back to the base camp.

When it comes to starting a war, one becomes more active than the other. How could the harmony of the happy dance that night be there if the fight turned red and the neck was thick?

You step on my foot and I'll squirt in your face.

There is only one core——

My colleagues are all noobs, I/I are the best at fighting!

Shen Tang: "..."

In Kangguo, warlikeness is also a virtue.

The movement of the army was too big to be concealed from Wu Xian.

He suddenly sent someone over to ask for a meeting with Shen Tang.

Shen Tang took the time to meet Wu Xian. It had been just over a month since the last meeting. Wu Xian seemed to be more than ten years older, and his back was not as straight as his youthful self. Shen Tang sighed and said: "It's bitter cold in the army, but it's not as graceful and wealthy as Brother Zhaode's palace. If it's uncomfortable to live there, I'll ask my subordinates to find another place for Brother Zhaode."

Wu Xian didn't talk nonsense with Shen Tang.

Before Shen Tang came, he had made psychological preparations for a long time, and it was not as difficult as he imagined to say some words: "It's not for this, I just want to ask for something. I have my concubine Mi and her two sons and two daughters... I hope Shen Jun can take care of the friendship back then, Spare their lives."

"Sixth year after the disaster, I saved my farm by growing bean sprouts"

Author: Song of Thorns

Warm and healing farming article.

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