Although both Qi Shan and Chu Yao said that the grade of literary mind does not mean everything, high-grade literary heart always has its advantages. Not to mention the second-grade Chinese literary heart, which is second only to the first-grade superior! Who can have a high-grade literary heart?
Are you willing to settle for middle or lower quality?
Substituting one thing for another is tantamount to robbing someone of their future and ruining their life!
"It's not frequent and it's not common. Furthermore, not everyone can possess the scribe's way of stealing other people's literary minds, nor can anyone's literary mind be able to 'steal and replace others'. It's just that my literary mind is just right for this...
This kind of behavior is a serious crime worthy of the death penalty in any country." Chu Yao smiled mockingly, "However, if it is 'voluntary', it will not matter."
Shen Tang felt like he had seen a ghost, and said in an angry tone: "The level of Wen Xin is related to the future, how could someone 'volunteer'? Leave the second-grade Chinese Wen Xin aside and voluntarily exchange it with someone for a low-grade Wen Xin.
?Unless - the person was 'voluntary'."
Chu Yao said: "Yes, it was 'voluntary'."
Shen Tang: "..."
Chu Yao continued: "I grew up in a poor family. I was sold by my parents when I was young and became the book boy of the eldest son in the Chu family. I studied with the eldest son for enlightenment. The eldest son was not good at studying. He was naughty and restless, so he often asked me to take care of him.
He copes with schoolwork."
The eldest son likes to wield swords and guns, but Chu Yao has a special liking for Machiavellian strategies and takes every opportunity to learn extremely seriously.
"Not long after, it was discovered that I was ghostwriting for others to cope with my schoolwork. I thought I would be kicked out of the house, or beaten up and sold anywhere. Who knew that the owner of the house took pity on me and not only accepted me as a student?
, and was also given the surname 'Chu'."
Shen Tang asked: "Is your teacher the person who stole the news?"
Chu Yao shook his head: "It's not him."
Shen Tang: "Oh, that's because I wronged a good person."
Chu Yao shook his head and smiled bitterly: "But he is not innocent."
The teacher really did his best for Chu Yao, and treated him in every way as compared to the legitimate son in the family, which once made the good-tempered eldest son jealous. Even the teacher's wife secretly wondered if Chu Yao was his lost child outside the family.
Otherwise it would be great!
The teacher’s family members all think so. How could Chu Yao, the person involved, not see the teacher’s preference and care?
Until one year before the crown——
Chu Yao followed his teacher into the palace for a banquet. He drank two more glasses of wine during the dinner and woke up to find himself in a dungeon. He respected his mentor for more than ten years as his biological father and mentioned something to him that he still recalls.
It sounds like an unreasonable request from a nightmare.
[Wuhui, give your Wenxin to His Highness!]
He watched his mentor's mouth open and close, and every word that came out of this mouth seemed to come from the sky. Finally, it formed a sentence in his ears that made him feel like the world was falling, and he also pieced together a sentence that made his whole body tremble.
The truth about blood flow backwards.
It was a well-planned scam from the beginning.
"My mentor is truly sincere in accepting me as his disciple."
Shen Tang had a gloomy look on his face: "I'm sincere, but the remaining ninety-seven percent are just profit schemes. They just keep an eye on your literary heart and keep you as a spare tire for the so-called prince. Tsk, it's been done.
How can it feel so good to have the person you trust most betrayed?"
Chu Yao: "But others wouldn't think so."
For example, the prince who benefited.
He promised Chu Yao that when the exchange of Wen Xin is completed, he will never forget Chu Yao's contribution when he ascends the Dabao one day. Even if Chu Yao loses the top grade Wen Xin, he will reuse it in the future. He also said that Chu Yao was bought and sold by his parents.
When he was young, he had become a lowly citizen. Without the kindness of his mentor and the kindness of nurturing him, no matter how talented he was, he would be just a little clever servant at best. How could he be where he is today?
Do you feel better when you think about it this way?
Therefore, he should be grateful rather than resentful.
"...The teacher also comforted me by saying that 'swap the beam' was not to steal my literary heart, but to exchange two literary hearts..."
It's just that you lose your second-grade Chinese heart, not your literary heart.
As long as Wen Xin is still there, even if he is only in the lower or higher ranks of the seventh rank, that is something that his lowly background is not qualified to expect.
What else is he dissatisfied with?
Shen Tang scolded: "This is the language of a bandit! Why doesn't he give his literary heart to the useless prince? Don't do to others what you don't want others to do to you. Have you read so much in all these years?"
Who doesn’t know that a high-grade Bunshin is better than a low-grade one?
Robbers are robbers, but they still have to give a high-sounding reason for "loyalty", which is really disgusting and despicable!
The teacher may have some lingering conscience and guilt, and Chu Yao is indeed useful, so no matter what he wants to learn or see, he will agree to whatever he can. Even if Chu Yao is resentful, he does not dare to show it, and can only keep silent
Work hard and try to save something.
Within two years, another very ridiculous thing happened.
Shen Tang asked: "What happened?"
Chu Yao had a strange expression: "The prince failed in the struggle with other brothers and was involved in the 'disaster of victory.' During his imprisonment, he went to the toilet in the middle of the night, fell into a pit and drowned. He was also uprooted along with his gang members, including my mentor.
It ended up being that everyone was confiscated and distributed."
Shen Tang: "..."
Although his mentor treated Chu Yao like his own son, he never allowed him to return to his good family, so he was also implicated when his home was confiscated.
As a member of the deposed prince's faction, his end was not much better. He was deposed to the Dan Mansion, confiscated and sold. Relying on some contacts he had accumulated in the past, he did not survive too badly. Instead, with the help of his friends, he became Chu Ji's disciple and accompanied Chu
Ji came to Xin State.
As a result, Chu Ji collapsed before she could live in peace for long.
Chu Yao and Chu Ji's other assets were sold together and moved to Xiaocheng, where they washed dishes in Yuehua Building for five years.
Shen Tang, who listened to the entire tragic story: "..."
It's not unusual for a person to have bad luck, but what's strange is that he always has bad luck. Ever since he was replaced by Wen Xin, things haven't gone smoothly for him!
but--
"Sir, you still haven't said what happened to 'three ounces'."
Chu Yao: "Didn't I say that?"
Shen Tang's face was expressionless: "You didn't say."
"Oh, that's what I forgot to mention about my way of being a scribe."
Shen Tang: "...can you say this???"
Chu Yao was a bachelor: "Why can't you say it? Anyway, the literary spirit has been lost and the way of being a scribe has been abolished. So what if I say it?"
Shen Tang: "...it makes sense."
Chu Yao said rather helplessly: "My 'Way of the Scholars' is 'a willow is dark and a flower is bright', that is, 'there is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is a bright willow and flowers are bright in every village'. It cannot be used until the desperate situation, and it is not under my control. As for it
I don’t know if it was useful or not. I only know that the night Wen Xin was replaced, she had a long and very clear dream, in which she went to a drugstore and wrote a prescription."
Shen Tang: "..."
Co-authoring is still an uncontrollable passive skill.
I don't know whether it was activated or not, or whether it was useful.
Even worse.
Shen Tang asked: "What prescription?"
"Five qian each of ginseng, rhubarb, aconite, and rehmannia glutinosa, supplemented by three liang of moonflower, can reveal destiny and relieve stubborn diseases."
The corners of Shen Tang's mouth moved, and he was speechless and choked.
"This is just a dream prescription. Does the old gentleman believe it?"
I'm afraid it wasn't prescribed by a quack doctor.
Chu Yao's "scribe's way" feels unreliable, which is completely different from the "pictures are for reference only" in the advertisement.