Chapter 1056 1056: Big Harvest (Part 2) [Please vote]
"No matter how slim the hope is, it's still worth a try."
Qi Shan spoke firmly and with firm eyes.
Although the shortcomings of Luan Gongyi's way of being a scribe are obvious, his advantages are so great that these disadvantages can be ignored. The way of being a scribe is not yet perfected, so in theory he can copy all the imperfect ways of being a scribe in the world, and he can fill in any gaps.
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What if the way of the scribes is perfected?
A literati scholar with perfect literati skills can influence the outcome of a war and the rise or fall of a country if used properly. Luan Zhengyi can be any of them, which is equivalent to all literati scribes with perfect literati skills in the world.
Lord, under the account.
Who can resist such temptation?
At least the Lord cannot resist.
Even if he tries hard to sell iron, he still has to help Luan Xin achieve consummation.
The mentally retarded younger brother put down the bowl slowly, with a sense of elegance in his slowness, as if what he drank was not a cold bowl, but a rare and treasured wine. He took the last sip before saying: "Don't rush, first listen to the perfection of the scribe's way."
Conditions."
After listening to it, I guarantee that praying for good will dispel my thoughts.
He slowly stretched out two fingers and said helplessly: "There are two ways to become a perfect scribe. Just choose one of the two."
Completing any one can advance you to the state of perfection.
"two?"
The old man shouted suddenly.
"Is there still a choice for this thing?"
He shocked the unprepared girl, but the mentally retarded brother seemed to be as stable as a rock, but in fact he didn't react. The old man was not surprised by this, and focused on the conditions mentioned by the mentally retarded brother. According to him
As we know, the conditions for perfecting the path of a scholar are different for everyone, and there is only one choice. If the conditions are met, you will be promoted on the spot and become a real first-class celebrity. You will be qualified to be written down in the history books. If you fail to achieve it, you will be in trouble for the rest of your life.
Got stuck in a position that neither goes up nor goes down.
Throughout history, how many prodigies have been stuck on this threshold and regretted it for the rest of their lives? There is sacrifice and reward. The more stringent the conditions for perfection in the scribe's way, the stronger the strength after promotion. It is unheard of to choose any two conditions for perfection.
How difficult does it have to be?
Judging from Luan Zhengyi's reaction, it can only be said that it is extremely difficult and even more difficult.
The mentally retarded brother showed a wry smile.
“There are choices that don’t even require you to work hard on your own.”
"What do you mean?"
"First, make good use of the ninety-nine perfected ways of being a scribe." Luan Xin started to sigh before he finished speaking. [By analogy] It is really not a simple way of being a scribe. Whether he can collect half of it in a hundred years is a question. This
The condition is "win by quantity", the next condition is "win by quality", "Second, collect nine perfect ways of being a scribe."
The old man and the girl had a rare moment of tacit understanding and looked at each other.
“Isn’t the ultimate perfection?”
"It's literally the same, but in fact there is a difference. Perfection is not another state, but refers to the complete control of the perfect way of being a scribe. The gap may be bigger than perfection and imperfection." Luan Xin slowly added the next sentence.
, "This is the case with the person from the Eternal Life Sect. I was just about to use his scribe's teachings for my own use, but he accidentally noticed it, causing a backlash."
As Luan Xin spoke, the man's eyes appeared in front of his eyes.
What a pair of terrifying eyes they are.
Seems to be able to see through everything.
He locked onto himself at a glance.
Luan Xin didn't notice for a moment and failed to dodge. He was hit by the man's aura. Danfu Wen's heart was so painful that it almost burst. The meridians of his limbs and bones also seemed to be cracked with countless holes. In addition to Danfu, his brain also hurt terribly.
, almost pretending to be stupid turned out to be really stupid.
Thinking about it now makes me feel scared.
The old man's mouth twitched, and he had infinite sympathy for Luan Xin. Just as Luan Xin laughed at himself, it is true that he does not need to work hard, but he might as well work hard on his own. The initiative of the latter is still in his own hands. Counting on others to work hard will make him happy.
Enough.
Ninety-nine ways to perfect the scribe?
Nine ways to become a scribe?
Listen, can this be done by everyone?
It's simply a malicious attempt to make things difficult.
"It is God's mercy that he is not allowed to meet two conditions at the same time to achieve perfection. The righteous scribe's way is indeed too special, and it is expected that the restrictions are greater." After saying this, the girl's brows were already frowning.
Clamping a few flies to death, "Nine Perfection..." is in a dilemma. The thief star has been in the world for more than two hundred years. Whether the dead and alive can be combined to make up nine is a question. But the way of the ninety-nine perfect scribes is a bit
hope."
There is hope, but not much.
It is not enough to have a very strong intelligence network, you also need to have explosive luck - the way of the scribe is the most important trump card of the literary scribe. He will not reveal it to others easily, and will hide everything he can. In this case
Come on, it’s not easy to find someone.
He said: "I will pay more attention to you."
This matter really requires his help.
The Society of Gods is an elite organization that recruits heroes from all over the world. The members who are eligible to be recruited are either powerful and noble people, or they are talented and talented. This is equivalent to helping Luan Zhengyi preliminarily screen out the target group.
He needs to run around like a headless fly. In addition to the gods, enemies and friends who pray for good can also be added to the list and try one by one.
Qin Li, He Shu, Jiang Sheng...
Which scribe's way is not perfect?
At the same time, you must also inspire your colleagues around you.
If you have little literary luck, weak strength, and unsatisfactory scribes, sometimes you have to look for your own reasons. Are you all satisfied with the little literary luck you have? Ask yourself, why has your literary fortune not increased for many years? Is it because you feel that
I am a veteran of the founding of the country, so how can important ministers sit back and relax? With domestic and foreign troubles so difficult, everyone should pursue the state of perfection!
If everyone is perfect, then you yourself are not perfect. How can you be so shameless? How can you have the nerve to hold a high position and enjoy the high salary of Kangguo? Roll it up! Roll it all up! Strive to build a powerful empire that perfects the way of the scribes, and you will live up to it.
Your kindness is like the sea!
The girl's mind was spinning.
In a matter of seconds, KPIs were assigned to all colleagues!
At the same time, he also prepared some arguments to persuade the Lord to cooperate.
Luan Xin rushed to pray for kindness and bowed deeply: "Thank you very much."
Although Qi Shanliang only said a word lightly, it carried a lot of weight. The old man's teeth were sore when he saw it, and he was so jealous that bubbles of sourness bubbled up in his heart. Some people were tricked by Qi Yuanliang to death, but others were praised by the other party.
The palm of your hand is really like people but different fates.
I'm afraid Wu Xian himself didn't expect that the strange person he spent so much effort to recruit would invisibly make Luan Xin's wedding dress... Emmm, the fragments of the wedding dress. Luan Xin's backlash is not serious, and it can get better with a little rest and relaxation.
.It’s just a pity that the old man from the Eternal Life Sect failed to succeed in his scribe’s ways...
Qishan didn't dare let Luan Xin try again.
After the last time, the other party should be wary.
If Luan Xin is caught again, he might really become a fool.
To copy other people's scribe's ways, apart from the risk of being caught by the other party during close contact at the beginning, he only needs to maintain a certain range thereafter. However, this time is a special situation and it will take longer than before, and his burden will increase accordingly.
Girl and old man: "..."
It's completely visible.
They had already finished answering the questions Luan Xin answered a long time ago.
During this period, He Shu learned that his mentally retarded brother had regained consciousness, and made a special trip to take a look. At that time, the girl was wiping her tears and almost died of crying. People who didn't know it thought she was dead. He Shu, together with the military doctor he invited, gave the mentally retarded brother a visit.
After seeing the doctor, the conclusions drawn were not optimistic. To put it harshly, this man's brain was completely damaged, and no one with current medical skills could cure him.
The girl collapsed on the ground in despair.
His face turned pale: "Is there really no room for salvation?"
The military doctor shook his head, and the girl screamed in pain and fainted.
The camp was in a panic.
The old man was also shaking, closing his eyes and kicking his legs.
This is great, all three of them are lying down.
He Shu: "..."
The military doctor told him privately: "The three of them are exhausted, severely depleted, and have fragile hearts. They may die soon. Even if they are suspended with strong medicine, it will be difficult to save them. What do you mean?"
Just three refugees picked up along the way.
Why waste precious medicinal materials and energy on rescue?
Even if he is saved, it will be in vain and will be wasted.
It's better to ignore it and let it fend for itself.
No one would blame him for this. His meddling in other people's business would only cause trouble and earn ridicule from his colleagues. He Shu was silent for a while after hearing the words, but what came to his mind was the girl's face. He sighed: "It's all human affairs, listen.
God's destiny should be put to use."
The implication is to save.
How long can the grandfather and grandson live?
The military doctor had no choice but to agree, but some precious medicinal materials could not be mobilized at will and needed to be consulted at all levels. This matter inevitably spread to Wu Xian's ears. In fact, Wu Xian was busy making plans to resist Shen Tang. He didn't care about such trivial matters. He told He Shu
In comparison, the medicinal materials he was going to take away were not worth mentioning at all. But if he couldn't resist some people who didn't like He Shu, how could he let go of the opportunity of yin and yang?
Wu Xian smiled and smoothed things over.
"If you don't do good things, you can't bear the suffering of the common people."
It’s just a medicinal material of good vintage, so why bother letting it go?
Hearing this, the other party just laughed: "Hey, don't you have a good heart? Which kind person in the world would kill his own brother and take away his sister-in-law? To say that it is just for fame and reputation, and to destroy all conscience, is probably an insult. Huh, come and save three people at this time.
Refugees, how can you pretend to be a good person?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the camp became silent.
The atmosphere in the tent was tense and on the verge of breaking out. Everyone seemed to be watching He Shu's reaction, but in fact, they were secretly paying attention to He Shu's reaction.
He Shu just didn't say a word.
Obviously he didn't want to pay attention to it.
However, the man felt disgusted that He Shu's reaction was not as good as expected and took advantage of the victory: "He Shuzuo, who else do you want to deceive with this appearance?"
"This is the place where the Lord and his ministers discuss matters, not your inner house." He Shu's expression was a little cold, and his voice softened, "It is not the turn of an outsider to make malicious speculations about the He family's family affairs.
It’s fabricated with added fuel and vinegar.”
The other party chuckled: "Fabricated?"
Then he asked: "Which sentence is a fabrication?"
Everyone in the tent continued to be quiet.
He Shu's wife has lived in the inner house for a long time and rarely appears in the outside world, but this does not mean that no one has seen her, and naturally there are people who know about it.
At this time, Wu Xian lowered his face and interrupted the argument.
Some time ago, there were as many memorials as snowflakes in the imperial censor's desk. There were only these two things. Wu Xian also heard about it a little bit, but there are so many shady and chaotic things in this world.
He didn't care either. Don't look at the talented people in the civil and military affairs of the entire dynasty. If they really want to overturn the situation, no one will see the light of day.
There are countless people with dirty butts.
Wu Xian exited and the conflict was temporarily settled.
Throughout the meeting, He Shu seemed absent-minded.
"How about leaving it to us all the way?"
Wu Xian's words brought back his attention.
He Shu cupped his hands and said, "Wei."
Wu Xiandao: "This battle is about victory, not survival! If we win, the continuation of the foundation of the Gao Kingdom is all thanks to the contributions of all the kings. If we lose, Wu will go to hell first and wait there for twenty or thirty years before fighting again!"
Everyone said in unison: "We must do our best!"
Everyone can see it——
This is a battle to determine survival!
Everyone here is from a wealthy family, and a few have climbed up from the bottom. Over the years, they have married with others to consolidate their relationships and status. It is not that they have not heard of Shen Youli's deeds in running Kang State in recent years, but
They know better the fate of the aristocratic families in Kang State. They were suppressed one after another and lost their former glory. If Gao State loses, this will be a lesson for others!
If the country is destroyed, not only the Gao Kingdom will be destroyed, but also the future and continuation of their family. Naturally, we must do our best in this battle!
They are not fighting for Wu Xian.
It's a fight for yourself.
We are fighting for our family and our future.
As the army began to prepare intensively for war, Luan Xin's scribe's way was almost copied. In this case, he also used Gu Chi's scribe's way to monitor the voices of the audience. The result of this approach was that he looked even stupider and more stupid.
, the military doctor shook his head while diagnosing the pulse, and sighed: "You can prepare for the funeral."
The so-called funeral is to prepare a straw mat, wrap it up and bury it.
Fortunately, Gaoguo is not very short of food.
Otherwise, his destination would not be in the soil but in the pot.
More than two hours later, Luan Gongyi turned off Gu Chi's way of being a scribe, and suddenly accelerated from a snail's pace to the level of an eighty-year-old woman. Luan Gongyi secretly wrote down the intelligence about Gao's war that he had overheard, and asked the girl who was pretending to be sick:
"How is He Shu?"
The girl said: "It's pretty good."
In addition to talking about brother and brother all day long.
"There are rumors that he killed He Xin and snatched his sister-in-law."
Girl: "..."
Isn’t this rumor too outrageous?
He would rather believe that He Shu could commit suicide than believe in the congratulatory letter.
and--
"He Xin is dead?"
Luan Xin told the girl what he had heard: "He Xin is really going to die. Who did the branch receive the information from? Is it a ghost?"
He is also preparing to express his congratulations in a congratulatory letter.
Luan Xin said: "It seems that the rumors are often distorted."
Girl: "..."
This is not considered distortion or lies.
After a long time, a voice came from the air.
"The message has been sent out."
The girl covered her startled heart: "Cui Shanxiao, can't you make any noise before you speak and prepare yourself?"
He really couldn't notice Cui Shanxiao's existence.
This guy wanted to go around and wipe his neck, and he would probably have to see blood before he knew he had been tricked. If the way of a scribe is perfect, there is no telling how insidious it would be. Cui Xiao sneered: "Make some noise? Do you want me to give it to you?"
Beat the gongs and drums, beat the drums to make gold?"
At the same time, a bluebird landed quietly.
Stretch out your claws to block Shen Tang's path.
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As a Zhejiang native, it seems that I haven’t visited the West Lake yet. I took a look at the high-speed train that passed by just three hours ago. I wonder if there is anything interesting...