Zhang Weiyu went to the west, and Lu Shu didn't know if the other party deliberately went west first before going elsewhere. And over there was the territory of the Western Emperor Duanmu Huangqi. It was almost the same as walking through a mountain col and a water stream.
Arrived.
Zhang Weiyu told Lu Shu that in the past, female slaves from nearby farms used to bathe in that water stream. The female slaves were much prettier than the family members of noble men.
Lu Shu understood that for some reason Zhang Weiyu had always been resentful of the family members of the aristocratic men. It was like the master and apprentice in Journey to the West went to the West to learn Buddhist scriptures, but when they arrived, the other party suddenly said to them welcome to Tieling... Let's go.
It’s the other way around! You’ve made a mistake!
The boundaries here seem to be conventional and there are no particularly precise boundaries. With the town as the center, whichever town is occupied after a war means that you have lost the land under the jurisdiction of that town.
Lu Shu thinks it doesn’t matter what Zhang Weiyu is doing. This person is very strange. Lu Shu found that even the slaves here who don’t practice have three or four times the physical strength of the earth, but Zhang Weiyu is different. Zhang Weiyu is weaker than the people on the earth.
Feel.
This kind of weakness is an abnormal pathology, and there seems to be a hidden story, but it has nothing to do with him, Lu Shu. The most important thing is that he is still moving towards the fifth rank firmly and concisely.
While practicing his sword in the morning, Lu Shu suddenly thought that even if he came to this world and could only eat cornbread, he would eventually be able to find a way to practice as time passed. He wrote on the ground with a tree branch, "There will be times when the wind and waves break, and I will hang my sails and sail across the sea!"
The font is vigorous and powerful, as if there is a sword intention in it.
If a sword practitioner sees this poem on the ground, I am afraid that he will learn something else. This time, the branch in Lu Shu's hand is not broken, as if all the strength is exerted by his own heart, and his realm of swordsmanship will begin to advance by leaps and bounds again.
.
Lu Shu was a little happy, because the higher the artistic conception of swordsmanship, the faster the world's spiritual energy could replenish him. The fourth-grade D level that originally took a month could be achieved in more than twenty days.
While I was practicing my sword, at the end of the country road, the sound of horse hooves seemed to come as promised.
Lu Shu thought to himself that he didn't know what was being sent this time...
As a result, he raised his eyes to look at the way he came, and was surprised to find that this time the girl named Yudie came by herself.
Yudie reined in her horse and stood beside Lu Shu, looking down at Lu Shu condescendingly: "You, a commoner, still insist on me coming in person before you accept the invitation?"
Now that Lu Shu was holding the sword in hand, he became even more determined: "Even if you invite me personally, you may not be able to invite me."
At this moment, Yu Die was stunned when she saw the poem written by Lu Shu on the soil behind Lu Shu.
Lu Shu turned around and saw the long wind and waves on the ground, sometimes hanging cloud sails across the sea. He thought to himself, could this rain butterfly understand? Is he going to be a poet, immortal, and horse in this world? Then he was beaten by this Lu Shu.
The aristocrats of the universe world are brought into the cultural circle, gaining countless followers, and reaching the pinnacle of life in minutes? When the time comes, there will be people supporting him every day, and Lu Shu can naturally use the method of sword and Tao to advance to the first rank and release the shackles!
It is said that intellectuals in Lu Zhou's world are relatively valued by the aristocracy. In Zhang Weiyu's words, a slave who can teach can be exchanged for a pasture, which is not an ordinary value.
Moreover, those slaves who can teach will be valued by the master of the family, and their treatment will be much better than that of other slaves. Not only that, some commoners will also be treated as honored guests because of their outstanding knowledge. This is the custom brought about by the old God King when he was here.
As the saying goes, what goes up leads to deeds. The old God-King valued scholars, and those below also followed suit. There was once a slave owner whose son was so knowledgeable that he even turned the entire slave owner's family into aristocrats. This change across classes is
Tempting.
Moreover, Zhang Weiyu said that scholars are very popular in brothels. A good poem, or even an incomplete poem, can be served with good food and drink in the brothel for a month.
When Lu Shu heard this, he felt that Lu Zhou's world seemed pretty good...
Lu Shu's posture became arrogant, trying his best to look like a down-and-out poet, but Yudie suddenly said: "I didn't expect you also like the old god king's poems."
Lu Shu: "???"
Wait, isn't the script wrong? I want to shamelessly pretend to be a poet, but in the end someone is more shameless than me?
At this time, Lu Shu was still a little hesitant. He asked, "Which poem by the old God King do you like best?"
Yudie said happily: "I didn't expect to meet people who understand poetry in this town. My favorite is the song Ru Meng Ling, fighting for the crossing, fighting for the crossing, startling a group of gulls and herons!"
"Haha," Lu Shu's face turned dark at that time. From men to women, the scope of the old God King's copying was really wide, leaving no way for others to survive...
How shameless!
So the purpose of popularizing the language and unifying the characters is actually to copy the poems so that everyone can understand them, right? But the historical events of Lu Zhou of yours are not consistent, so you just copy them like this?
Seeing Yudie suddenly become excited, she said as if she had met a confidant: "None of those vulgar slaves can understand what kind of talent is hidden in these poems. You are very good!"
Lu Shu thought for a long time and said, "I understand a little bit. Do you have a collection of poems by the old god king? I'd like to take a look."
He said this because he wanted to see if there was anything missing from the old God King's collection of poems so that he could pick it up and know which poems the other party had copied, so that he would not bump into it.
"Then you come with me to my house," Yudie said happily: "There is a whole wall of poems, it will be too troublesome to move it around!"
When Lu Shu heard "a whole wall of poems", he had already begun to despair...
This old god-king legend has lived for who knows how long, so he has such a long life, right? Huh?
Lu Shu suddenly felt that when the time dimension of life is no longer important to the old god king, the other person's life is like a game. He has the most powerful strength and a long life. That's not what he wants.
How to play how to play?
"Okay, I will go to your house with you, but I have agreed in advance that I will not sell myself as a slave," Lu Shu said calmly, and he suddenly had the idea of getting to know this old god king.
Yudie seemed to have completely changed her attitude: "You will be my friend from now on, don't mention the slave thing again!"
Lu Shu thought to himself, is he taking advantage of the old god king... I have to say that Lu Shu was suddenly very curious about this old god king. He was obviously the master of a world, but he was so down-to-earth, angry with the brothel girl, and copying poems.
…
He has a good temper, this is what Lu Shu said.
But Lu Shu was a little confused, why did such a generation of god-kings fall? Did life come to an end naturally, or was there another accident?
