Back Off, Let Me Come Chapter 284

  Chapter 284 284: Zixu, nothing [ask for a monthly ticket]

   "Nothing? This scribe's way sounds a bit strange. Could it be that the Yan An we see is not the deity but an incarnation?" Shen Tang suddenly felt his brain hurt, this world really has all kinds of weird abilities.

  Science still has a way out here?

   I'm afraid the coffin boards have been nailed to death.

   Gong Shuwu nodded first, then shook his head again, Shen Tang was confused and didn't understand what it meant.

  Fortunately, Gong Shuwu didn't deliberately play tricks.

"If Yan'an hadn't lied back then, my lord's guess should be close to ten, but if he lied, it would be hard to say." Uncle Gong paused and asked, "My lord thinks that Yan'an is a literary scholar. , will you fully explain the truth?"

   It's not that he intends to map cannons, but that the group of Wenxin scholars have three properties per capita, because of the “sly rabbit and three caves”.

  Especially when it comes to such intimate cards as the Way of Scribes, outsiders should not let outsiders figure it out easily, and they must keep a hand.

   Gong Shuwu tends to Yanan with reservations.

  Shen Tang: "How is Banbu's friendship with Yan Xingning?"

"I've said a few words, but if I have to say it, it should be 'half-baked'." Gong Shuwu rarely joked, "Yan'an's father is a famous scholar of Xin Guo, and also a courtier of Xin Guo. He has a high status and a great reputation among scholars, and those who want to be apprentices can step through the threshold of their family, but it is difficult for Yan An to become famous at a young age."

  Gong Shuwu, as the younger brother of the head of the Gong family, is also a highly valued military officer, so he naturally belongs to the hot and popular diamond king of the capital. However, he is older than Yan An, and the two are not considered to be of the same generation. They have a culture and a martial arts, and there is a generation gap in communication.

"Yan An once said in public that his way of literati is 'nothing', and its effect is similar to the 'half-hearted, double-minded' eloquence of Wenxin scribes. However, the latter can only exist for a short time, and only has a vague human form, while the former It's really an illusion that can almost resemble the real one, and the avatar can also walk outside. Other than that, there is nothing special about it.”

  This way of literati seems to be miraculous, but in fact it is very tasteless. Even Yan An himself said that it is useless except for being lazy.

  Chu Yao grasped the key point.

   "Say it in public?"

  What is the way of scribes?

  The trump card of Wenxin scribes.

   At the critical moment, it might be the trump card that can turn the tables against the wind, and even save his own life. Is Yan An so carefree to say it in public? It's enough to confess in public, and he also talked about his ability in detail, which is not normal no matter how you look at it.

   Gong Shuwu carefully recalled the scene at that time.

   explained: "I remember it was at a palace banquet, and the old king wanted to show off to the envoys of other countries."

   To put it simply, the neighboring country boasted that there was a young man in their country who was under 18 years old and possessed a special ability as a scholar. In the end, it was Yan'an who stepped forward to win the round.

  Yan An is younger.

  Sixteen is obtained, eighteen is proficient, and twenty is perfect.

  The way of scribes is not so easy to control.

  Yan An's words aroused the envoy's questioning.

  So Yan An publicly confessed the ability of scribes. Gong Shuwu was also there at the time, and I remember it very deeply-if this ability is used for suicide attacks, who can bear it.

   Moreover, his name of scribes is also special.

  【Nothing exists】

   It is entirely based on Gong Shuwu's aesthetic point of view.

Shen Tang was curious about gossip: "'Three Hearts, Two Minds', the Wenxinyanling, can transform into two cultural energy incarnations, one mind and three functions, but the duration is short, but Yan Xingning's cultural energy incarnation can run around freely...Then he can separate at most How many cultural incarnations?"

   I am really envious.

   Gongshu Wudao: "He himself said it was two ways."

  But the bottom of his eyes read——

  Dogs don't believe the words of Wenxin scribes.

  Shen Tang: "Back then, there were two paths. Now that so many years have passed, it is conservatively estimated that there are six paths, plus the deity, a total of seven. Good guy, he can be used as seven people."

  What a good 996 and 007 players...

  The king of contemporary volume kings!

  Gong Shuwu: "..."

  Chu Yao: "..."

  Is the lord only concerned about this?

  Even if one person can be used by seven people, it is still serving others, no matter how envious they are, it is useless.

  pattern open—

  Gong Shuwu: "It doesn't matter whether there are two or six Wenqi incarnations. The important thing is that the Wenqi incarnation dies, and the deity will know about it. Now is not the time to scare the snake. Yan'an, the character, should be avoided as much as possible..."

Even though his name is Yan'an and his style name is Xingning, he will think that he is a "quiet and quiet" type of scholarly scholar-any well-known literary scholar does not rely on his appearance or good temper to get out of the circle. ruthless.

  Shen Tang naturally understood this truth.

  When Gong Shuwu said that the envoy Yan Xingning was not the deity, she gave up the idea of ​​letting him have an "accident".

  One of the principles of killing people to silence the mouth is to kill the weeds and roots, and kill an incarnation of culture without endangering the deity.

  What did she go to all that trouble for?

  Shen Tang is more concerned about Yan An's coming.

  For whom?

  Why did you come here?

   Could it be that some of you have been exposed? Yan An guessed that the Xin Guoxie in Gong Shuwu's hand was in his own hand?

   It's about her life.

   "You said, did Yan An find anything?"

"There must be doubts, otherwise I wouldn't try in every possible way." Speaking of this, Chu Yao secretly felt a little lucky. He had prepared for a rainy day and asked Qishan to disguise several people, but he didn't expect it to come in handy. "But he has no evidence. We have to Hold your breath."

  Shen Tang nodded. Since Yan An's way of being a literati is hard to guard against, she suggested what to do these few days, rest for a few days, and make full preparations before entering He Yin to take office.

   For relatively large movements, temporarily stop for a day or two.

correct-

   "Shall we check the code?"

  Chu Yao was not that nervous, and even teased with a little ease: "Well, it's okay, the password is decided by Goro?"

  Shen Tang was excited: "Yes."

  When Gu Chi received a few sheets of "Qi Min Yao Shu" written silently by Chu Yao, he found that there was an extra sentence at the beginning——

  【How old is Wulang? 】

  【Goro's height? 】

  Gu Chi: "???"

  Is the style of "Qi Min Yao Shu" wrong?

  Ask again, this is a password.

   In the future, the blue bird will send letters or meet, and use this as the number.

   If the answer is wrong, it is Yan An pretending to be!

  Gu Chi: "..."

   What kind of code is this?

   There is also a thoughtful "correct answer" at the back.

  【Secret】、【Secret】

  Gu Chi: [… Where is the answer to the code? 】

  Chu Yao: [...is the 'secret'. 】

  Gu Chi: "..."

  He has something to say, and he doesn't know whether to say it or not.

  The Three Masters of Chu State back then may not have eaten too much pancakes for Shen Tang, but they had such big pancakes just like her!

  Kang Shi didn't know Yan An was there until he received a message from Jade Bird. He frowned slightly, thankful that he wasn't there at the time. Otherwise, being bumped into by Yan'an might cause trouble to the lord, after all, Yan'an is no good.

   It is also fortunate that Shen Tang can hold his breath.

   Otherwise, this matter would not be so easily exposed.

  Yang Duwei took a sip of the warm rice wine, saw Kang Shi with a serious expression, and asked, "Is this banquet so difficult?"

"Yan Xingning's way of literati is not as simple as what Uncle Gong said. The so-called 'incarnation of literary spirit' is just made up by him to hide his clumsiness. 'Nothing exists' is originally a fiction. Since it is a fiction, it is naturally not true. existing…"

  Yang Duwei was a little confused.

   "What exactly?"

  Kang Shi said: "I don't know either."

  He doesn't have many friends, and because of the way of scribes, he doesn't have many friends. He and Yan An became good friends, and they seldom walked around, because Yan An's way of literati could restrain him.

  But Kang Shi did not have a deep friendship with him.

  Yang Duwei was surprised: "You don't know either?"

  Then how can Gong Shuwu be wrong?

  Kang Shi said: "It's just speculation and intuition."

  Yang Duwei insisted on getting to the bottom of it.

"tell me the story."

"It's really just a guess, just listen to it, don't take it seriously—" Kang Shi poured himself a bowl of wine, took a sip, savored it carefully, and did not forget to give Yang Duwei an injection in advance, "Yan An Father, I once revealed to my friends after drinking that Yan'an's way of literati can subvert the cause and effect of reality and reality, but to what extent it can be achieved is still unknown."

  Yang Duwei still doesn't understand.

   "Fictitious cause and effect?"

   "Let the false become true or the true become false." Kang Shi said, "I've only heard it. It's hard to say whether it's true or false."

  Yang Duwei has an expression of "I believe you have a ghost"—is it so easy to "hear" this kind of secret? And who passed it on? Huan Yan'an's father made a slip of the tongue after drinking and revealed...

   After getting along for a while, it can be seen that Kang Shi is not such a careless person. His words are half true.

  Yang Duwei carefully smacked.

  Fiction and reality...

   cause and effect...

   Literally, it is not simple.

  Yang Duwei couldn't help rolling his eyes, and muttered: "The young juniors nowadays are really more difficult to deal with one by one."

  I think that when he was young, although there were many talented scribes, most of the scribes were well-behaved, unlike now—

   It's really a group of demons dancing wildly.

  For a while, Duwei Yang didn't know whether to be lucky or regretful. He was born more than ten years earlier, and he was not of the same generation as them. Fortunately, I don't have to touch it, but unfortunately I can't fight against it.

  Kang Shi smiled mischievously.

   Just a little worried in my heart.

at the same time-

  The envoy and his party did not do what Shen Tang was worried about.

  They finished their work and left straight away, but the speed was not fast, slow, and there was no sign of eagerness to come here day and night. Yan An asked, "Is there any movement?"

  Another replied: "No."

  The night passed, and there was still no movement.

Yan An felt suspicious, so he had no choice but to give up—he had seen Shen Youli himself, and there was nothing unusual about it. At most, he was born younger, immature, and his eyes were clearer. Yes, it's more like the reeds growing wildly by the river beach, with vigorous vitality and a vigor that can infect people.

  He said: "Go back and report to your life."

  Yan An waved his hand, rode his horse and disappeared into the distance. The strange thing is, the rest of the people didn't seem to see it, nor did they follow.

  The group of fourteen people just stopped in place for a while, and then went on the road again, occasionally hearing one or two whispers.

   They seem to complete this mission too quickly?

  At the same moment—

  Yan An, who was far away in the capital, paused slightly.

   After a moment of trance, continue to write.

  There are piles of things on the table waiting to be dealt with.

  80% of them are trivial matters. For example, if there is auspicious birth in a certain place, if a son is born and can speak, it must be a blessing from heaven, and bless the king for a long time; for example, officials of a certain place greet you and cry for poverty;

  The rest is to report good news but not bad news.

but-

  How could Yan'an not know the situation in various places?

   Angry, she even wanted to scold her back with a pen, but she couldn't, because Yan'an was not the lord of the country, but Zheng Qiao was. As for how the things that should have been handled by Zheng Qiao ended up on his desk?

   Now I have to ask his good junior brother Zheng Qiao.

Able people should do more work.

  Since Senior Brother Yan An has this kind of heart, Zheng Qiao can't afford to find something to do for himself and throw out the government affairs.

  Playing and having fun in the palace every day, either feasting with courtiers, or racing horses, hunting Cuju chuiwan...

  The day before yesterday, a groom was conferred a knighthood on the spot because of his good chuiwan skills. Although it was only the lowest, it was ridiculous enough. The other courtiers were like sharks who smelled blood, and they all fell in love with them, sending people everywhere to snare young beauties, and presenting actors who are good at singing and dancing in the mansion—of course, they must use this name to fish things out of their own pockets.

  Yan An daily wants to kill with a sword.

  Zheng Qiao came over to take a look, and seeing his murderous aura, he said, "Who provoked Senior Brother to have such a murderous aura."

  Yan An did not answer.

   Zheng Qiao was quite bored.

  Just before leaving, he asked: "That Shen Youli, senior brother let 'Zixu' see it? How is it?"

  Yan An heard this, and his eyelids trembled.

  He said: "There is nothing wrong with this person."

   Zheng Qiao mocked: "If there is a problem, I am not afraid of being alone."

  Yan An looked at the junior brother who had changed greatly, and couldn't help but said: "In the long run, you are not afraid of death without a place to die?"

  Zheng Qiao sneered, and waved her hand indifferently.

   "It doesn't matter if you don't care about yourself."

  Yan'an was angry.

Zheng Qiao turned a blind eye to it, and even smiled with a little complacency: "Even if you die alone, you will let the court officials die alone, especially the old ministers of the Xin Kingdom. Brother, don't worry too much, there will be no troubles on the road to Huangquan." will be lonely."

  Yan An pursed her lips and watched Zheng Qiao stride away.

"etc!"

   "What's the matter, brother?"

   "About the previous court meeting..."

  Zheng Qiao thought for a while, and said: "What are you talking about? Brother, if you can persuade them to take out their pockets, I will not stop you."

  Previously negotiated to count the accounts of the grain depot and open the warehouse to release the grain.

   But there have been voices against it.

   Zheng Qiao deliberately connives for the sake of stability.

  The courtiers didn't completely deny it, but it was procrastination, all kinds of delaying methods, a group of people played football tacitly, and deliberately stuck Yan'an. Seeing that the weather is getting colder and colder, and the first snow is falling everywhere, if we don't solve it, I don't know how many common people will die this winter.

  Yan An asked again: "If I want to kill someone..."

  Zheng Qiao: "Senior brother is free to do whatever he wants, but if they are caught by them, in order to stabilize his position, he must make the senior brother suffer."

  He didn't say it too bluntly.

  But Yan An could hear the subtext.

  If this "bitterness" killed Yan An, in order to appease the "public anger", he would also die.

  After Zheng Qiao left, Yan An was alone for a quarter of an hour before suppressing the roiling negative anger in his heart. He looked in the direction of the door and murmured to the void: "Nothing, how long is it?"

after awhile.

  He said again: "Two years is enough."

   Two days later.

  Shen Tang woke up and found that the air temperature was much colder.

   Pushing open the door, fine snow was blowing in the wind.

   It fell on the face and it was icy cold.

  (end of this chapter)

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