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Chapter 1069 1069: Fanning the flames (Part 2) [Please vote]

Mei Meng smiled, with a strange color in her eyes.

"You won't be afraid of losing your life if you watch my excitement."

But the strong man looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and said calmly: "Have you ever seen a brave warrior who is afraid of death? A brave warrior should have the awareness that he will not die well from the first day he enters the martial arts. If you are afraid of death, don't leave.

Take this road of putting your head in front of your belt. I dare to even watch Zheng Qiao’s excitement, so I’m still afraid of you being a Mei Jinghe?”

Mei Meng: "..."

At first glance, this doesn't sound like there's anything wrong with it.

But, which brave warrior would die just watching the excitement? Is it the same for those who die watching the excitement and those who die pursuing martial arts?

The strong man leaned back and crossed his chest with his hands.

He said with a rather generous attitude: "You young people are the only ones who are struggling with how to die. In my opinion, the death of a common man, the death of a king, death for the sake of the common people, or choking on drinking water, death is death.

There is no distinction between high and low. If there is anything in the world that is absolutely fair, it is death! Why can’t I watch the fun and die?"

Does the general who died on the battlefield die more noble than him?

He will die, what will others say?

Mei Meng: "..."

Helplessly looking at the confident and strong man, she rubbed her swollen and painful eyebrows, closed her eyes and analyzed various details in her mind, trying to be absolutely perfect. This game was also her only chance to perfect the way of a scribe in recent years. If she missed this time, she would be afraid

There is no next chance.

The strong man didn't bother her with any sound.

All I could hear was the sound of the wheels rolling rapidly.

When the convoy was about to leave the boundary of Heyin County, the strong man looked at the same scenery outside the window and said coldly: "...Do you know what I admire most about Zheng Qiao? Even in your opinion, this person can't be worse. He is

He is a brat who will be nailed to the pillar of shame and reviled by thousands of people, but in my opinion, he has an advantage that is worth learning from."

Mei Meng knew that a strong man would not suddenly say these words.

There must be some purpose.

Then he asked along the way: "What are the advantages?"

The strong man said: "He knows how to grasp strength and opportunities and will not be implicated by unnecessary emotions. Whether he is the leader of a country with more than ten thousand people or a powerful official with only one person, the thing that guarantees his life and future has never been about blood.

Benefit……"

"It's force."

"It's military power!"

"Only those with strong soldiers and horses are qualified to be the ruler of the country."

"The so-called etiquette, law and morality are qualified to be defined by strong soldiers and horses. If Zheng Qiao didn't want others to have a hard time and couldn't control his madness, his strength should not have ended so early. At least he could have suppressed Shen Youli's development for ten years, you know

?"

Mei Meng smiled: "So?"

"Military power that is not in your own hands will sooner or later be aimed at your own vital points." The strong man looked at Mei Meng's small body up and down, as if thinking about how many times she could withstand the blows. "Don't believe too much in the lie of 'sharing joys and sorrows', then

They are all deceiving fools to endure hardships with themselves. Only fools can be stupid and believe in everything. There are many people in this world who can share the hardships but not the joys, and the sweetness is not shared by outsiders."

The smile on Mei Meng's face faded little by little.

"Suggesting that I will be killed by a cunning rabbit and cooked by a lackey?"

Hearing this, the strong man laughed like a bell, and laughed louder and louder. He almost died from laughter and slapped his thigh indecently: "Nv Jun, Nv Jun, I finally understand why there are so many outstanding female monarchs in the world, but there are no successful ones who hold great power.

There are a few. The gap between a person and a person who holds power is wider than that between a dog and a human. The only thing that can make a person in power have a good conversation with you is either that she will accommodate you and use you for entertainment, or that you will

She is useful and needs to be won over...there are many, many, many reasons, but it will not be because of gender."

"The cunning rabbit dies and the lackeys cook it. Why is it impossible?"

The strong man just reminded Mei Meng not to trust her Lord too much.

The strong man knows what Mei dreams of, and so does the Lord, but knowing does not mean complete trust. Trusting in the past does not mean trusting in the future. People will change, especially those who hold power, and even

Become a monster!

Mei Meng seemed naive to think that this trust would never change.

She also thought that she and the Lord had the same gender and the same experiences. The two would understand each other from beginning to end. This understanding would also make the Lord trust her: "Zheng Qiao is right in what he said.

, from birth to death, you are the only one!"

Only you can trust yourself absolutely.

Only you will always be loyal to yourself.

Instead of placing your hope for change on another person, hoping that the other person will be like-minded and consistent with you, it is better to place this hope on yourself. Hold all the power in your hands and take the initiative to customize the rules in your arms——

"Taking the initiative to transfer power is like handing a knife to someone else. Whether the knife stabs you or not depends on the conscience of the person holding the knife." The strong man touched his thick, slightly curled beard and muttered, "I have lived this long.

I don’t see many people doing this.”

Anyone who does this will, without exception, end badly.

Mei Meng was silent for a long time.

He sighed: "Why don't I know?"

But she had no choice.

She did not restrain herself to assist the master, but worked on her own. Not to mention how difficult it was to start from scratch, how could she, an ordinary woman, take the first step in recruiting talents? She was a woman from an aristocratic family, but she was not a man. How could the family do this?

Help her?

Or she might usurp the master's foundation and pick the ready-made peaches. She would benefit from doing so, but it would also leave a bad reputation, which would not only be an obstacle to future generations, but would be an obstacle, and the precautions would only become stricter!

Mei Meng had no choice.

She could only trust the Lord.

I also hope that I can trust her as always.

The strong man saw that Mei Meng understood clearly and stopped talking.

Everyone knows the truth, but some people still refuse to follow it.

I guess Mei Meng also knew in her heart how fearful her way of being a scribe was. What was so bad about it was that it was [those who steal hooks will be punished, and those who steal the country will be marquised]. Who wouldn’t be upset after hearing this? But Mei Meng is still determined to want it.

To consummate it, the method of consummation is full of bloody betrayal. Who can guarantee that this betrayal will not fall on you?

Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to strike first.

Of course, it's still too early to say this.

Even if you really want to "kill the cunning rabbit and cook it with lackeys", you have to wait for the day when "the birds are gone". As long as there are still prey in the forest and a good bow is needed for hunting, or a substitute for a good bow has not appeared, Mei Meng will be safe. A strong man He might have a shorter life than Mei Meng.

Why does he worry about this when he has nothing to do?

From then on, it was silent all the way.

Ning Yan consolidated the information and notified Shen Tang immediately.

After Cui Xiao's Blue Bird was recovered from the aerial vehicle, Shen Tang sent scouts to verify the authenticity of the intelligence above. Judging from the investigation, most of it was true: [It is estimated that nine are true and one is false.]

I don’t know where to dig a hole and wait for myself to jump.

Shen Tang just hesitated for a long time before making the decision.

Don’t think too much about it, just fight first and then talk about it.

No matter what Wu Xian's conspiracy is, or what cards the Eternal Life Sect has, on the surface, he can take Tianhai County. In that case, why not take advantage of this piece of meat? Shen Tang made the war post without any warning. Tianhai soldiers and horses hang high the battle-free card.

[Is there any use for free combat cards?]

Seeing such a big exemption card, the generals were not at all worried.

Hanging up the no-war card doesn't mean that the battle can't be fought. How can there be so much etiquette in fighting? It just tells the other side that they don't want to fight. If you want to fight, just come over. So Shen Tang directly led his troops to fight, and he didn't bother. Wait for Wu Xian.

In this battle, Shen Tang took up a battle formation to level the sky.

Tianhai's troops could resist for a while, so he immediately informed Yiru of the news, and Yiru's troops were ready to attack Heyin.

result--

Encountered Shen Tang's troops who were supposed to be fighting in Tianhai.

This battle was fought fairly well, and Gao Guo did not send any Immortal Cult worshipers who could subvert the civil and military forces. The main force on Shen Tang's side was just a feint, and the real focus was still on the Tianhai battlefield. When Wu Xian reacted, Tianhai's number The county was lost.

Sending troops for reinforcements were repeatedly interrupted.

Shen Tang always felt that things were going too smoothly.

"How long will Wu Zhaode hold it in?"

"Is he used to constipation or something, so he can bear it so well?" Shen Tang looked at the basic course of literary scholars that was about to be destroyed by him. His temples hurt suddenly, and his eyeballs also hurt. "It's a knife to extend your head, and it's a knife to shrink your head." , why not have some fun? Studying those words every day almost makes me full of resentment..."

Gu Chi and several literary scholars were also tortured a lot.

Especially Gu Chi.

Not only did he not grow tendons and muscles after practicing martial arts day after day, but his energy and energy became even more sluggish. People couldn't help but wonder if Gu Chi had been singing and singing every night and had his energy sucked away by some goblin. Shen Tang went to see his martial arts practice progress, and always wondered I feel that Kang Guo’s future has little hope.

The only thing Shen Tang could do was to give him tonic.

Let the doctor Xinglin prescribe any medicine that is highly tonic.

As long as Gu Chi needs it, she can produce any plant medicinal materials in a short time, just as much as possible. She drank so much that Gu Chi's face turned green, and he smiled stiffly: "Your Majesty, are you afraid that the supplement will not kill you?"

Shen Tang said: [Good medicine tastes bitter.]

His body is really worrying.

Hearing this, Gu Chi could only pinch his nose and drink it all in one gulp.

In fact, he wanted to say that he would get better if he stopped practicing martial arts, but he couldn't say that. Chu Wuhui and the others were practicing day and night. As the most respected veteran of the Lord, how could he lag behind others? He could only teach that eternal life in his heart. Lao Deng greeted me several times.

Supplement and practice at the same time.

The result was excessive nose bleeding.

Shen Tang looked at Gu Chi's face, her gaze lingered on the blue color under his eyes for a few breaths, and asked Doctor Xinglin uncertainly: "Are you sure you've overdone it? Is it dry weather or other diseases?"

Doctor Xinglin nodded.

Shen Tang's eyes couldn't help but become more subtle.

You've overdone it, why do you still look so sick?

Gu Chi:【……】

Shen Tang was puzzled.

In the end, it can only be attributed to the weird setting of this world.

In the spiritual world, everything is possible.

Not long after she complained, Ning Yan arrived the next day in a hurry. Shen Tang jumped up on the spot and said: "Tu Nan is here."

"I have met the Lord."

"How is everything going in Beizhou?"

Today's Beizhou is the former Northern Desert.

When Shen Tang led the main force to evacuate, there were still small-scale mutinies in the Northern Desert, but they were out of proportion and could be suppressed with a little action. She sent Ning Yan to stay in Beizhou temporarily to deal with these tails, and at the same time, she also gave Ning Yan a disguised form. Yan takes a short vacation.

Zixu is a part of Ning Yan's scribes, and his disappearance will bring a big burden to Ning Yan, who will need time to rest. Ning Yan has no objection to this arrangement. It's just that Shen Tang didn't expect Ning Yan to come so soon: " Are you feeling better too?"

"Beizhou is fine and in good health." Ning Yan paused for a moment and continued, "Not only is everything fine, but there are some unexpected gains. If there are no accidents, the path of a scribe will be completed soon."

The way of the scribe is the trump card of every literary scribe. He will not tell outsiders easily, even if this person is the Lord. Ning Yan hesitated to tell before coming, but finally chose to confess. The Lord is special to her. , their lives are connected, and they are as important as half of themselves, so there is no need to hide anything.

"Perfect? ​​Can it be perfect again?"

The reason why I say "Zai" is because "Zixuwuwu" itself has been fulfilled. According to Ning Yan's own words, her way of being a scholar is not only hers, but also her late husband Yan'an's. Maybe the couple have the same goals, or maybe they are By other chance, Ning Yan's awakened "Zi Xu Wu You" was exactly the same as Yan An's way of being a scribe during his lifetime, and Yan An had completely perfected the way of being a scribe during his lifetime. How could the already perfected "Zi Xu Wu You" be perfected again?

Ning Yan said: "Well, I didn't expect it to be possible before."

She also thought that it was the perfect form of "Zi Xu Nothing".

However, it can also be understood from another perspective.

Every literary scribe has an opportunity to perfect the way of a scribe. Yan'an has used that opportunity, but Ning Yan, as the person who took over the baton, has not yet completed her way. For Yan'an, the way of a scribe is perfect. , it’s still new to her.

Shen Tang didn't bother to get to the bottom of it.

She only cares about one question: "Is it difficult?"

Ning Yan said: "I already have a clue."

It is not difficult to perfect the way of being a scribe. The battle in Gaoguo is a good opportunity. If you can seize it: "90% certainty."

"If you say that, I feel relieved."

Not only will she be relieved, but righteousness will also rejoice.

Shen Tang smiled and patted Ning Yan on the arm.

"It's been a tiring journey all the way, so Tunan is going to rest first." Cherish your half-day time and join the crash course in martial arts afterward.

Ning Yan didn't understand the implication. She still had something important to report.

Shen Tang asked: "What happened?"

"About Mei Jinghe."

"She ran away?"

"Um."

"Run away, now is not a good opportunity to deal with her..." Shen Tang was a little disappointed, but also mentally prepared. When Ning Yan hesitated to speak, she knew that things were not that simple.

as expected--

Ning Yan said: "Mei Jinghe is accompanied by Qi Yanqing."

Shen Tang's first reaction was to ask: "Is Shousheng okay?"

"Shou Sheng has been transferred by Mei Jinghe, so he probably doesn't want to cause trouble." Ning Yan frowned and said firmly, "I sent Wu You to intercept and collect information about Mei Jinghe. Wu You brought back a piece of news about Mei Jinghe. The way of the scribes——"

"What?"

"Those who steal the hook will be punished, and those who steal the country will be martyred. Judging from the information that has not been obtained, Mei Jinghe is afraid that he will arrange the consummation ceremony in Gao Kingdom, personally arrange it, pick up the 'rebellious ministers and traitors who have successfully stolen the country', and then execute them. In order to achieve the purpose of supporting legal principles."

"Succeeded in stealing the country?"

Shen Tang thinks these four words are very subtle.

"So, doesn't that mean I'm included in the calculation?"

Although Wu Zhaode has changed a lot over the years, it is not that easy to usurp his position. He must use external forces to weaken Wu Xian's troops and find opportunities to hit with one hit, otherwise he is seeking death. Who can survive in troubled times? Simple?

(_)

I'm going to BJ Luyuan tomorrow, but I didn't know I was going until tonight, and everyone is numb. Shiitake is still lazy. In winter, I save my clothes for seven or eight days and throw them into the washing machine together. If the washing machine can't clean them, I just rub them with my hands. Now change them. I don’t have any clothes... I bought the air tickets now, my luggage is unpacked, and I don’t have any manuscripts to keep... I’m desperate.


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