Back Off, Let Me Come Chapter 1108

Chapter 11081108: Can you generate electricity? (Part 1) [Ask for monthly ticket]

Shen Tang believes that weird things will emerge from every group.

The genes are all mutated, and there are all kinds of birds in the forest.

 It's just that He Shu, who was born in a noble family, mutated too completely.

His behavior can no longer be explained by normal logic!

Qi Shan and He Shu are familiar with each other. Maybe they have similar interests and a bit of soul resonance. Do you know He Shu's motives?

“Who can know He Buzuo's thoughts except himself?” Qishan and He Shu were indeed good friends, and they could be called “inseparable friends” before their positions conflicted. As a result, how did He Shu treat him? From this it can be seen that even if a literary scholar makes good friends with others, he is still playing tricks on others. If his skills are not as good as others, he will really be played to death.

Shen Tang couldn't get an answer from Qishan, so he could only congratulate him personally: “I hope it's not a Thanos figure.”

 Werder was enough to give her a headache.

 The uncles and nephews of Wei Lou and Weicheng are also beautiful in spirit.

　　It really corresponds to that sentence. We are not afraid of mental illness, but we are afraid of having mental illness while also possessing anti-human strength. The combination of the two is as powerful as Wang Zha: "You can't stop taking the medicine."

Shen Tang muttered and dilly-dallyed.

 In the end, Qishan couldn't stand it anymore and pushed her.

Shen Tang reluctantly went to see He Shu.

As a prisoner of war, He Shu should have been guarded by heavy troops. Due to the lack of manpower on his side, Qi Shan handed over this task to He Xin and found a tent for the brothers to squat in. Before meeting He Shu, Shen Tang complained that he was too confident. How could a literary scholar be a prisoner? If he could escape, he would definitely escape. How could he not run away just because the prison chief was a brother? Isn't this noisy?

Then, Shen Tang discovered that he was the naive one.

Although the tent was simply furnished, the young scribe had a sense of peace and tranquility in it. He was fascinated by the fragments of a spiritual book in his hand. The tea in his hand had already gone cold, and he didn't even notice when someone came to the camp. It wasn't until Qishan deliberately coughed to make some noise that the young scribe raised his head and looked up. The young man is elegantly dressed, has a fair complexion, a tall figure and a distinguished temperament.

  What is even more valuable are his eyes.

 Clear and gentle, like a clear spring.

 The clearness that can be seen at a glance has the charm of a simple college student. It is not like the numbness and gloominess of a migrant worker after being severely beaten by society, nor the viciousness and sliminess of a LYB strategist. Shen Tang met his eyes, glanced at Qi Shan subconsciously, and asked with his eyes: "Yuanliang, are you sure you didn't arrest the wrong person?" 】

These eyes are too inconsistent with He Shu's information.

Qi Shan said: "He is a congratulatory letter."

Shen Tang looked around the tent: "Where is He Shu?"

 Not in the tent, could it be that he escaped from prison?

"The congratulatory letter from the common people, the calligraphy is very ancient, I have met Mr. Shen." As soon as the congratulatory letter heard the conversation between the two, and then looked at Shen Tang's undisguised female attire, he guessed her identity with just one thought, and immediately bowed respectfully, "Shen Tang Are you here to see big brother?"

 Shen Tang nodded and returned the greeting: "Yes."

He Xin said: "The common people go and ask him to come out."

 Shen Tang was suspicious.

This tent is not large in area, and there are no divided rooms. You can see the interior furnishings at a glance, and there is no place to hide people. However, Shen Tang soon understood the meaning of He Xin's words. She saw with her own eyes that when He Xin closed his eyes and then opened them again, his whole aura changed drastically. The congratulatory letter just now was like a breeze, and the man in front of him was like a stormy cloud. The moment he opened his eyes, even the air became dull and depressing.

She spoke tentatively: "Aren't you going to do it?"

He Shu did not respond to Shen Tang, but lowered his head and whispered.

 “I'm so old-fashioned, and I can't be rude, so I'll let you go and be my brother.”

After saying these words, He Shu raised his hand in greeting.

Shen Tang felt that this scene was indescribably weird. After returning the gift, he also asked doubts: "Are you the same person?"

He Shu said: "It's a long story."

 The implication is that I don't want to say it.

The situation of their brothers is too special. Except for their family members and themselves, outsiders either find it weird or curious, which will make He Shu unhappy. He Shu ignored Shen Tang's reaction and sat down silently: "The tent is simple and simple, Mr. Shen can do as he pleases."

 He poured out the cool tea.

 Open the iron plate under the stove and use a small fan to fan it inside. As fresh air came in, the darkened charcoal fire lit up orange again, and the flames swayed and licked the bottom of the tea stove: "He is a prisoner of a certain rank. It doesn't matter whether he is alive or dead. Why does Jun Shen need to come in person? Or does it mean that Jun Shen has a heart for talents? , intending to recruit?”

Qishan on one side had a dark expression on his face.

He warned: "Hey, don't do it!"

 “Qi Yuanliang, you are in good luck.”

He Shu's eyes fell on Qishan's right sleeve, which was no longer empty, and then moved to his face, his tone adding a bit of resentment. At first, he really didn't expect that the girl would change in Qi Shan! It wasn't that he questioned Qi Shan's strength, but that He Shu overestimated Qi Yuanliang's lower limit. Just pretending to be a girl, this guy actually imitated a congratulatory letter. If this guy hadn't been lucky, He Shu would have blown his head off just because of this! After learning the truth, He Shu regretted not killing this shameless thing with the arrow from the altar!

Qi Shan said in a proud tone: "You are naturally lucky."

 Killing seven lords and still getting away unharmed, but meeting the destined person on the eighth one, isn't it better than He Shukong having a crazy idea but nowhere to put it into practice? In terms of the power of the scholar's way, He Shu can definitely be ranked high, but so what? Can his lord be as successful as his own lord? Can his lord share the same frequency as his own lord? Even if it is a pearl, if it is placed in the wrong place, it is worse than a fish eye.

 And when he prays for Yuanliang, he is not a fish eye either.

He Shu was about to say something, but no sound came out of his throat.

Shen Tang thought that Qi Shan should be punished by a dog, but Qi Shan explained in advance: "This has nothing to do with kindness."

Wenxin scribes also have priorities in their speech and spirit judgments.

Leaving aside He Shu's own strength, this body also contains a congratulatory letter. With these two brothers together, even if Qishan didn't want to admit it, he had to admit that he couldn't control these two by himself. He Shu couldn't say anything, purely because He Shu was backlashed in front of the battle, and he couldn't compete with the congratulatory letter for control. He Shu tried it twice, but he had to give in. The restriction in his throat was released, and his face was obviously different to the naked eye.

Shen Tang responded: "A wise minister chooses his master and serves, a minister chooses his master, and the master chooses his ministers. I am not someone who doesn't choose anything."

He Shu looked at Qi Shan and felt that Shen Tang's words were unconvincing.

I pray Yuanliang can accept it, she is really hungry.

Shen Tang frowned: "Yuanliang is very good. In my eyes, he is my ovary, my Duke Zhou, and my Duke Ge. He is worthy of all praises. How many geniuses are there in the world? If a talent can only be chosen one in a thousand, how can one be chosen? There are ten thousand geniuses among tens of thousands of people. There is a "compatibility" between kings and ministers. If it is contrary to my ambition, what does it matter to me even if I am the best among ten thousand geniuses? I know that you and He Haogu are the same. A symbiotic relationship, we live and die together, you are the prisoner and he is the hero! As the leader of a country, I cannot kill the hero because of a prisoner who must die, but it does not mean that the king and his ministers must be recruited unilaterally. "

 The choices before Shen Tang are actually very limited.

 This is also the reason why she feels that He Shu's problem is difficult to deal with.

 Congratulatory letters must not be killed, but congratulatory statements may or may not be killed. She came to see He Shu with some intention of recruiting. As the territory expanded, Shen Tang needed more and more people. Yun Da, an old man, left behind a twelve-year time bomb, which made her unable to do anything at all. There is no extra time to cultivate talents and wait for them to become talents. Without Werder, Shen Tang originally planned to spend fifty years, or even a hundred years, to unify the continent.

 Haste makes waste!

 It was only a hundred years, she could afford to wait.

Didn't Wei Lou, the old man, also live a healthy and healthy life for nearly two hundred years?

 Looking at these uncle and nephew, it will not be difficult for them to live another hundred years.

As the head of the 996 socialist country, Shen Tang dare not say that he can live for three hundred years, but there is no problem in living for 150 years. One hundred and fifty years, the middle one hundred years to steadily unify the continent, and the next twenty years to carefully cultivate successors. If the development goes well in these one hundred years, she can even complete social reforms during her reign.

 It can't be done now.

 She doesn't have enough time.

Shen Tang admits that he is short of people, but he is not so short that he is not picky.

She doesn't like strong-willed melons either.

He Shu was speechless at Shen Tang's words. He didn't seem to expect that Shen Tang would be so blatant in protecting Qishan. His eyes moved slightly, but Shen Tang said before him: "I have always known Yuan Liang's way of being a scribe, but it is not enough to shake my mind."

 He Shu: “…”

The tea stove rang, and Shen Tang made himself a cup of tea. He didn't mean to show off at all: "I have a question to ask."

 She took the initiative to change the topic, and He Shu followed suit.

 “Shen Jun, please speak.”

“Why did the Master of the He family massacre so many aristocratic families?”

 The answer to this question is quite important.

Didn't He Shu think that this move would attract too much hatred?

Even if Shen Tang spares the bodies of the two brothers because of the congratulatory letter, will the remnants of the various ethnic groups who suffered in this battle not care? Not only will they hate Wu Xian who sent the troops, but they will also be hostile to He Shu who set up this game. Where did He Shu get the confidence that he would be able to escape unscathed?

He Shu said: "The two armies fought, and casualties were common."

Except for Shen Tang, the warlords in the past used basic operations to fight and massacre the city. The typical example was Zheng Qiao back then. The massacre was not only to kill people, but also to reward the soldiers. Massacre of the city has never been the goal, the fundamental thing is to plunder the people's fat and anoint them and to amass the wealth in the city. This battle was the same, except that the people being massacred changed from ordinary people to these wealthy families.

 A lot of people are going to die anyway.

 The wealth obtained by killing ten thousand people is the same as that obtained by killing a hundred people.

 Is it normal for him to kill a hundred to save some energy?

Shen Tang said: "You didn't tell the truth."

Her straightforward response caught He Shu off guard. The hand holding the tea froze. He glanced at Qi Shan and said in wonder, "Don't people in the world say, 'Those who are close to vermillion are red and those who are close to ink are black'? Qi Yuan with you Is Shen Jun, whom I have known so well for so many years, so rash?"

 This question was blocked by Shen Tang for Qi Shan.

"Intrigue, carrying a gun and carrying a stick, these skills are shortcuts for people with insufficient ability. I don't need it." Shen Tang said lightly, but there was a confidence and arrogance in his eyebrows that shocked He Shu. And she does have this capital at present, " Go straight to save time, there are so many things waiting for me to deal with every day, how can I have so much time to guess what others are saying? "

This is also a knock on He Shu, speak simply. If her misunderstanding caused He Shu to suffer, she would not be blamed.

 He Shu's face showed no anger at being choked repeatedly.

Instead, a sincere smile appeared on the corners of his lips: "Truthfully? If He said he would kill because of disgust, would Mr. Shen believe it?"

Shen Tang said without hesitation: "Believe it."

 He Shu: “…”

 The air inside the tent was filled with a strange atmosphere.

He Shu's tense back relaxed, which was a sign of taking the initiative to let go of his guard: "The truth is disgust. The etiquette, doctrines, human ethics and morals that the family respected and regarded as the norm. If these things are correct, what is the situation like He and his brother? What? They can't tolerate heretics! He is the biggest heretic.”

 The existence of He Shu is not allowed.

 The two brothers had only one "He Shu" from the beginning.

"He was precocious and could remember things at the age of one. Does Mr. Shen know the pain?" He Shu talked about his own mental journey. It seemed that he had nothing to do with the answer, but it was the original intention that pushed him to this point, " My father named our body 'Shu', but he didn't know that there was a son right next to him. He had no name, no one saw him, no one touched him. From a toddler to a baby, he had to carry it all by himself. When this son was most frightened, he couldn't even get a hug to comfort him..."

 Until, he obtained a "body".

 The body carried by the incarnation of literary spirit.

 The younger brother as the subject is weak but he is healthy.

 The biological father of the two chose the healthier brother to inherit the name "He Shu" for so-called interests, euphemistically saying that it was for family considerations, and the family needed a healthy heir.

 Obviously, the real "Congratulations" were sacrificed for profit.

As he grew older, he discovered that his father was not the only hypocrite! This group of people, with his father as a typical example, like to use etiquette and dogma to build a platform of dignity. On the high platform, people worshiped and enjoyed the world's support. Under the high platform, there were mountains of corpses.

 He Shu never considered himself to be a member of the high platform.

Perhaps it was because the authorities were confused and bystanders were clear, He Shu gradually realized that the source of the troubled times seemed to be not only the warlords, but also the Confucianism who violated the law in addition to the martial arts that violated the prohibition. Even if the latter has always taken saving the world as his mission and supporting justice as his lifelong ambition, what is the result? The cumbersome etiquette cannot teach people to be good, and the strict laws cannot make the world peaceful. He seems to be living in a huge scam. He Shu realized early on that something was wrong with him, but he could not control the germination of these dangerous thoughts.

“Mr. Shen, did you personally serve the porridge?”

Shen Tang said: "Yes."

He Shu chuckled: "How many of the people waiting in line at the porridge shed know that they don't have to stand here waiting for alms? They should have fields to cultivate, food and clothing all year round, and when the year is good, they can also have extra food and clothing. ? The person who caused them to lose everything is actually the person who took away all this and pretended to give him a bowl of porridge? They even praised this person and praised his righteousness. How could they still try to fool people like this? Is there any reason not to kill someone who beautifies himself as an orthodox insect?"

Shen Tang fell silent because of He Shu's beautiful mental state.

 He Shu calmed down his crazy expression and his smile became colder.

"...What's more, wouldn't killing them play into Lord Shen's hands? Because of the old accounts, Lord Shen had to treat Gu Gong's old tribe well, and even the big families headed by Shang Nan were saved. Even though they were taken away from them in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, Clan farm, taking in the tenants they concealed, are they really hurting their bones? "

“Shen Jun, you should be happy.”

Chapter end