482: Go to Quantai to recruit the old department (middle) [two in one]
As we all know.
Shen Tang has a group of literati and scribes who have abandoned their lord, and Kang Shi, who has the "will lose every time he gambles", is the best among them. As a result, Shen Tang will get his teeth clenched even if he drinks water, and will catch a cold if he blows the wind, let alone even think of going to the casino. An unrealistic dream like getting rich overnight.
You can only win against the dealer by flipping the stall!
Traps come after pits, but at the critical moment it can turn things around!
Chu Yao was surprised when he heard this: "Seriously?"
Kang Shi said: "Of course it is true!"
As long as the Lord's life is hard enough, he can become a god!
Although his Way of the Scribe is not completely passive and uncontrollable, it is almost there. The current predicament fully meets the conditions for activating his Way of the Scribe, and the disadvantage of the situation has reached a critical point of life and death. Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to give it a try.
Kang Shi said: "When the war begins, we will join forces to perform the 'Last Stand', and the effect will be ten times or even ten times better than usual. With the bravery and skill of General Chu, General Zhao and others, we have occupied the terrain of Yonggu Pass." Advantages may not necessarily mean you cannot win!"
It is true that the border barrier is as brittle as tissue paper, but it can also play a certain role in reducing the combat pressure on one's own side. Looking at the overall situation, the balance of victory still tilts heavily towards them. Kang Shi had already thought very clearly on the way here.
But what he didn't expect was——
"This can't be done! This matter must be carefully considered!"
Kang Shi hurriedly asked: "Why not? Is there a better way than this? We live on the border, and the nearby separatist forces have no friendship with us. They will not send troops to help at all, and we can only rely on ourselves. If we don't do this, The eternal barrier must be broken."
Ask again: "Have you thought about the consequences?"
"Of course I have thought about it." Chu Yao was also excited about Kang Shi's plan at first, and he had a feeling of a bright future, but soon he thought of something, which was like a basin of cold water dousing the rising joy, "Your way of being a scribe It will affect the lord!"
My lord is still in Shiwu territory at the moment.
Her luck was not very good to begin with - if she had been really lucky, she would not have picked up so many literary scholars with various scribes one after another - Kang Shi now had another "head-on blow", and Chu Yao was really worried about her master's guild It would be ridiculous to be unlucky enough to touch the enemy's lair, but still be fully armed, sharpen your sword, and prepare for war... That would be funny.
Chu Yao was unwilling to take risks with his lord.
"This-" Kang Shi calmed down after hearing this.
There was a bit of sadness on his brows. He was so preoccupied with thinking about how to deal with the crisis at Yonggu Pass that he really ignored his lord. It's not that he didn't care about his lord, but that his lord was the toughest lord he had ever seen in his life, so he subconsciously ignored it. .
Kang Shi sighed: "What should we do?"
Chu Yao frowned and thought for a long time, weighing the pros and cons.
He then heard Kang Shi grit his teeth and said harshly: "If the Yonggu Pass is broken, my lord and the others will be dead, and we have no choice but to retreat. The outcome is just the difference between early death and late death, so we might as well take a gamble." Bet - bet she is the right one! Looking at the past and present, which one of the right ones has a smooth journey? In the same way, which one will die halfway?"
Chu Yao said angrily: "Can you bet on anything?"
I have never seen a gambler more addicted to gambling than Kang Shi.
But thinking about his way of being a scribe, he is very helpless. This guy's way of being a scribe is to take the master as a bet.
No one has to worry!
Kangshi was not worried.
He smiled and said, "That's how life is!"
If you don’t take a gamble, you don’t know how bright the future will be.
The world is undecided, the outcome is uncertain!
If you lose the bet, you will pay for your lord's life!
Chu Yao looked at the unsatisfactory national border barrier and sighed heavily: "It's a last resort, but it's not a last resort——"
"It's not necessary unless it's absolutely necessary." Despite Kang Shi's cool words, he was afraid of risking his master's life.
The atmosphere in Yongguguan is much more solemn than before.
The patrol soldiers had murderous looks on their faces, and their eyes were glowing green! The lights in the main tent were on all night long, and people were coming in and out, discussing how to deal with this battle. The generals around Chu Jie, the guard, were all experienced in combat. Rich veteran.
They knew the terrain near Yonggu Pass very well. They could point out where to camp and where to ambush with their eyes closed. But no matter how they gathered together to deduce, they were not optimistic about this battle, and there was a lot of worry in the tent. shrouded.
For a time, people's hearts were in a state of confusion.
There are even younger ones who want to quit.
I just didn't dare to say it, my eyes flickered.
They know Chu Jie's temper very well.
He hates deserters the most, and he will kill someone if he disagrees.
"Alas! Why are you crying so hard?"
Chu Jie looked at them with unlucky expressions.
Several veteran generals stopped talking and sighed.
Chu Jie slapped his chest loudly and said: "The worst I can do is die in the same year and on the same day. I am willing to clear the way for you to die."
Chief Yu interrupted him angrily.
"Shut up! You're going to die before the battle even starts!"
In his opinion, Chu Jie is the most unlucky.
Chu Jie was scolded so much that he turned off the microphone.
"In my opinion, General Chu is right." Zhao Feng expressed his support for Chu Jie and said in a deep voice, "We have no way to retreat, and the worst we can do is die. Yes! There is no chance of winning in this battle, and fighting means death. But everyone Think about it, can we live without fighting? If we don’t fight this battle with all our strength, the people in the pass will have to live in the hands of the Shiwu thugs, and our descendants will also be enslaved."
Zhao Feng's calm voice clearly reached everyone's ears and spread throughout every corner of the main tent: "The man died tragically, his home was lost, and his wife and daughter fell into the hands of thieves and suffered humiliation. If we can get back the lost land in the short term, Okay, but what if the Shiwu people gain a foothold here? Their children and grandchildren will be assimilated into the Shiwu people, forgetting their ancestors, and even wielding butcher knives to kill their fellow tribesmen!"
"Everyone has his or her own ambitions. It's understandable if you want to retreat. But if you want to come, some of you are old and some are young..."
As soon as Zhao Feng said these words, everyone was angry.
"We respect the general for lending a helping hand in times of crisis, but the general's words are too harsh to hear. If you are really greedy for life and afraid of death, and find another job early, what power, wealth and wealth can you not get? How can you be stationed in a bitter cold place for so many years and be exposed to such wind and weather? sun?"
The man became more and more excited as he spoke, with veins popping up on his forehead, with an expression like "You can kill me, but you can't insult me."
Even the young man who initially wanted to quit also calmed down his eyes and calmed down: "Although we are not as powerful as General Zhao, an ordinary man can still splatter blood three feet in anger. It is our duty to defend our homeland, there is no need to use this to provoke the general. Law."
"Yeah, this actually looks down on me!"
Zhao Feng apologized good-naturedly.
He bluntly said that he had misunderstood everyone. When this battle is over, if he survives by chance, he will be punished with three drinks to apologize.
In this way, the dullness of the main account was gone.
"Report——"
Everyone's nerves were tense.
The scouts ahead have discovered Shiwu soldiers and horses!
It is expected to arrive outside Yonggu Pass in two days.
So fast!
For a moment, the only sound left in the tent was the occasional beeping sound of the candle burning, which made every face solemn.
Under the national border barrier.
“Finally caught up!”
The dusty scribe left behind his tired and sweaty horse and hurried on foot with his words and spirit. He hurriedly and slowly arrived before the war started. Looking at the national border barrier that was even more fragile than when he left, the scribe tightened his baggage.
His brows were furrowed.
"What a waste of time..."
Is it better to stay and intervene, or to leave?
Scribes prefer the latter.
You won't be able to help much by staying here, unless there is someone willing to take advantage of you and open the treasury, but will Zheng Qiao be that person?
Looking at the national border barrier in front of him, he chuckled and raised his hand to create a gap that could accommodate one person. He passed through without alerting the guards. Then he only had to climb over the city wall to return to the barrier.
Longwu County.
Under the cover of darkness, the scribes seemed to be in an uninhabited land.
Just when the scribe was about to relax his vigilance, a sword light came from the darkness and passed dangerously close to his neck.
With a swipe sound, he drew his sword to fight.
The clanging sound of the swords colliding was particularly clear in the dark night. The scribe was worried that too much noise would attract patrol guards. In line with the principle of doing more to do less, he took a few steps back, waved his hand to stop it with a gentle gesture, turned around, and ran away.
But the man said: "I want to escape!"
Several chains of condensed literary energy rise from the ground.
Shooting towards him.
The scribe secretly said that he was unlucky and met a colleague.
When he is rich, even the King of Heaven and I are not afraid.
When you have no money, you will be bullied by dogs when you are in peace, and you will be teased by shrimps when you are in the shallows. You are also very unlucky.
"Wait!"
The scribe avoided the attack, jumped up to a high place, bowed to the opponent, and tried to communicate: "I am not a bad person!"
"You came from outside the customs. If you want to cross the customs, you can come tomorrow. If you sneak across the border in the middle of the night, isn't that a bad person?"
Kang Shi also didn't expect such a gain.
He came here to familiarize himself with the terrain of Yonggu Pass.
Where to set up the formation to maximize the benefits, who knew that before taking two steps, he felt a very slight fluctuation of unfamiliar cultural energy in the air, so he followed it and found it. Haha, he really let him catch a little person with a weak aura.
Rookie.
The response is quite quick.
He can dodge any sudden sneak attack.
It can be seen that he is also an old man walking outside.
The scribe asked back: "The crisis at Yonggu Pass is imminent, how can we turn it on and off? This is a helpless move for me..."
Kang Shi put down his sword upon hearing this.
Question: "How do you know this?"
The scribe smiled bitterly: "To tell you the truth, I actually received the news and rushed to inform the guard. I hope to make preparations in advance. I just heard what you said, someone is already on the next step. In this case, there is no need for me to run here again.
One trip.”
"If this is true or not, I'll have to see the general before I tell you."
Kang Shi was not going to let this person go.
Anyone who behaves suspiciously will be arrested.
The scribe raised his eyebrows and reluctantly put away his sword: "Okay!"
Kang Shi was surprised that he was so happy.
"Come with me."
On the way, the scribe had no intention of running away.
Kang Shi asked a few questions: "Why did you leave seclusion, sir?"
The scribe did not hide it: "Entrusted by a friend."
"What's the request?"
"Of course it's a life-and-death plan for the people in the pass."
Kang Shi paused and looked at the scribe, as if he doubted the authenticity of what he said, but the scribe looked at him frankly.
The scribe asked back: "Sir, don't you believe it?"
"It's not that I don't believe it, it's just your strength..." Kang Shi didn't speak too clearly, just understand it yourself.
The corner of the scribe's mouth twitched slightly, but he didn't feel angry or looked down upon. In fact, he had long been used to it.
"People should not be judged by their appearance." Yes, he admitted that his literary talent was not very good compared to the person in front of him, but he could not underestimate him because of this. Believe it or not, he threw all the gold in the package at Kang Shi's face and asked him to see who it was.
Is it the first class?
Kang Shi apologized: "I was rude."
Then he asked: "May I ask who entrusted it to me?"
If it is true, there is no flaw.
If it is false, it will naturally be full of errors and omissions.
The scribe betrayed his savior without hesitation.
Calculating the time, I estimate that the other party is also on the road to hell. Telling him will have no impact on him, and maybe he can save a little bit of his reputation. Yan Xingning has been following Zheng Qiao since then, and his reputation has been in decline, and he is just short of being rotten.
ditch.
He said: "I was entrusted by my benefactor Yan Xingning to help him go to Shiwu to make arrangements in order to save the building that was about to collapse."
Kang Shi was shocked when he heard the name "Yan Xingning".
Subconsciously asked: "Which Yan Xingning?"
The scribe said: "A banquet in peace, a banquet in peace."
Kang Shi stopped and used the moonlight to see the scribe's face clearly. After a while, he said, "Yan Xingning is my friend."
Scribes: "...May I ask who you are sir?"
Kang Shi said: "When I was under the name of the Kang family, my courtesy name was Ji Shou."
The scribe had a vague impression and asked: "Kangshiro?"
Kang Shi nodded: "Yes."
Scribes: "..."
Kang Shi asked: "Sir, do you recognize me?"
The scribe shook his head and said: "I don't recognize him, but Xingning said before that he has a friend who has bad gambling luck and likes to gamble heavily. He said he is Shiro of the Kang family. If you are too poor to expose the blame one day, you can blackmail this person for some money.
, a sure profit without loss.”
Kang Shi: "..."
The scribe looked at Kang Shi's dress and found that it was indeed exquisite and decent, with a hint of luxury in a low-key manner and the standard style of aristocratic family.
Kang Shi endured the bulging veins on his forehead and said angrily: "Yan Xingning...how could this guy say such stupid things?"
Do you look like someone who has been taken advantage of?
Are you still encouraging strangers to extort money from you?
"This doesn't seem like something he would say..."
Kang Shi thought he still understood his friend.
The scribe coughed slightly, and there seemed to be something strange on his face: "This is indeed not like his style, but he did say so."
Kang Shi had money but still lost every bet, and he was indeed short of money. There was an honest way to make money, so why not do it?
"...Why did he ask you to go to Shiwu?"
He decided to skip the topic of blackmail.
I secretly made up my mind that I would never bet with this person.
The scribe wrote lightly: "It's nothing. I just cooperated with him to get a Shiwubu defense map. It would be even better if I could find ways to provoke internal fighting among the princes of Shiwu Royal Court. Although there were twists and turns on the way, luckily - luckily not
Disgraceful."
But I don't know how effective it will be.
Conflicts also take time to ferment.
Hearing this, Kang Shi did not completely dispel his doubts, but he also changed his attitude. If what this person said was true, he really couldn't neglect the other person. If he did, wouldn't it chill people's hearts? Take the details back.
Ask slowly.
Kang Shi changed the topic and asked about the current situation of the banquet.
Since the last time he met Yan'an's incarnation and had a quarrel, Kang Shi never heard from him again.
The scribe said: "He...tsk, I'm afraid it's not good."
Kang Shi: "It is indeed difficult to assist a violent tyrant."
He knew that Yan'an was not the kind of person to help others do evil, but he really couldn't understand the other party's plans. Xingning really thought that he could rely on his brotherhood to completely calm down Zheng Qiao, a wild horse that was running wild.
Tame it?
There is a high probability that he will be trampled to death.
Kang Shi tried to persuade him again and again, but Yanan was also born in the year of a donkey. His temper became so stubborn that even the oxen could not be pulled back.
The scribe shook his head: "It would be okay if it was just difficult to do. I'm afraid he would already ask Po Meng for soup at this moment..."
When Kang was struck by lightning, he was stunned in place.
"What!"
The scribe said: "If nothing else, he should be dead."
Kang Shi was so shaken by the news that his body swayed slightly. He blinked hard, as if it was difficult to digest the sudden bad news. When the scribes saw Kang Shi's reaction, they knew that Kang Shi was really a friend of Yan'an.
He sighed: "My condolences."
No one can stop this man's death. Because it is not someone else who kills him but himself, how can he stop it?
Scribes: "Death for the Tao is not a good ending."
At least I had no regrets when I left.
This is also what countless literary scholars want but cannot achieve.
Kang Shi's eyes were red, and there seemed to be something stuck in his throat, and he didn't speak for a while. He had a premonition that this day would come, but he didn't expect it to come so quickly, which caught him off guard——
Is there really no such thing as a feast in the world?
Because of the scholar's way, Kang Shi had very few friends, and Yan Xingning was the most special. When the two met as young boys, they had arguments and conflicts, but more importantly, they were looking for sympathy among people of the same way.
.
They once walked together, promising to put an end to the injustices in the world.
Why did he die?
The scribe saw this and wisely did not speak again.
Until he entered the military camp and saw Kang Shi coming and going freely, he asked: "Sir, are you serving under the guard general Chu Jie?"
Kang Shi shook his head: "My lord, the governor of Longwu County, received news that Yonggu Pass was in trouble, so he brought people to support him."
Scribe: "The governor of Longwu County? He previously served in Heyin County?"
"Yes, sir, do you recognize the lord?"
The scribe shook his head: "I don't recognize it, it's just——"
He looked weird for a moment.
He added: "Xingning likes this young county governor very much. He speaks highly of him and recommends him to me several times. I wonder what this Mr. Shen is like?"
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Tang Mei(っ°Д°;)っ:Danger!!!
I originally wanted to finish the rest of the plot, but I found that - well, I really can’t finish it, so I’ll save it for tomorrow. Hehehe, if no one steals the monthly vote list, shiitake mushrooms should be at the top of the list. It’s been a long time.
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ps: Strange, my title is clearly "I'm going to Quantai to recruit old people," why was "this" swallowed up?
