Back Off, Let Me Come

Facts have proved that Gong Shuwu is still too young.

The three of them are indeed literary scholars, configurations that any courageous warrior would dream of having, but none of them are his.

…(⊙＿⊙;)…

Needless to say, Shen Tang, he knew that this little man was very fierce, he dared to rush towards the enemy pile with a sword in his hand, one step at a time, one sword and one bloody flower, making people suspect that this guy was a brave man in the skin of a scholar with a literary heart Warriors can't be counted on at all.

Have you finished studying the ten basics of Literary Scholars? ? ?

Chu Wuhui’s words…

He only has Mr. Shen Xiaolang in his eyes!

Shen Tang only noticed Chu Yao so far.

She was a little curious about the latter's Wenxin.

It is still the second-grade upper-middle or the seventh-grade lower-upper after being replaced.

Chu Yao smiled and asked, "What if it's higher or lower than the seventh rank?"

Shen Tang: "Didn't it mean that the strength of Wenxin literati depends on their brains rather than their rank? Since this is the case, no matter how high the rank is, it's just icing on the cake. Whether it's seventh rank, ninth rank, or second rank...it doesn't matter. Of course, Selfishly, I still hope to be a second-grade person.”

Chu Yao: "Selfish hope?"

Shen Tang said seriously: "Well, you can have less regrets."

She felt that the second-grade Wenxin must be a hurdle that Chu Yao couldn't get over in his heart. It would be best if he could regain it.

The past is gone and cannot be pursued, but the future is yet to come but can still be looked forward to.

Chu Yao's eyes moved slightly and he said softly: "No regrets."

It is a second-grade top grade.

Under normal circumstances, items would be lost during the second condensation, ranging from first to third items. The moment it re-condensed, he couldn't believe it.

"But I have regrets."

He spoke so softly that Shen Tang didn't hear it.

What regret?

He personally pushed such an honest and frank young man into chaos. Wulang treated him with sincerity, but he responded with calculations, properly repaying kindness with evil, so naturally he had regrets. Even the conscience in his chest, which had been silent for many years, woke up for a moment.

Gong Shuwu was riding on horseback, looking at Chu Yao who was riding a mule with complicated eyes, taking the initiative to trail more than half a body behind Shen Tang, and was secretly speechless as he asked and answered questions. He had actually met Chu Yao a long time ago, and probably even Chu Yao himself didn't know.

Much earlier than everyone thought.

He and Chu Yao are considered the same age.

When fighting in the Northern Desert, he also went to the border battlefield.

Because of the different cultivation routes, most Wenxin literati became famous at a young age, but few warriors can become an army commander in their teens, Gong Shuwu is no exception, so he goes to the battlefield just to see the blood, open his eyes, and accumulate experience Qualifications, as an official, accompanying the elders of the same clan to escort food and grass.

He had no interaction with Chu Yao, and had not even exchanged a word. The most recent time was when he returned from escorting grain and fodder, which coincided with the army's small victory and triumph. From a distance, I saw a young scribe wearing an elegant gown, a servant's hat, and a jade ring riding a tall horse.

There were several fierce generals covered in blood beside him. The leading general was in a good mood and walked side by side with the young scribe. The other people either had blood-stained armors under their arms, or simply took off their armor and exposed most of their upper bodies, with comfortable expressions on their faces, laughing about the situation of the battle.

There is a sense of joy after victory in his eyebrows.

It was that scene that attracted Gong Shuwu at that time, and he began to pay attention to this young scribe who was several years older than him.

Chu Wuhui?

Unheard, unseen. He also wondered, those military generals were all in their 30s and 40s, they were in their prime, and they were very aggressive, how could they get along with a young man who was at least one round younger than them and seemed to be a baby? You look very respectful?

But facts are facts.

He remembered that the battle in the Northern Desert was not easy. He went to several battlefields with him, but mostly he was responsible for escorting grain and fodder or cleaning up after the war. He learned about the situation of the battle ahead, the victory and defeat, and the gains and losses from his superiors.

It was solemn in the early stage, but became a little more relaxed in the middle stage.

In the middle and late stages, even logistics received several rewards.

One day, he was cooking some not-so-fresh dry food, barley, and rice in the tent with a few robes, and vaguely heard a few people chatting outside the tent.

A certain director was sour: [Little Chuguo is really born out of a large number of outstanding people...it's obviously just a place the size of a palm...tsk tsk...]

Another person: [Is this the third one? 】

Chief: [It’s the third one. 】

The third person was confused: [What third person? 】

The chief clerk replied: [Second grade is above average, third grade. It is said that this Chu Wuhui enlisted in the army as if he passed by Youxue. Look at others, and then look at yourself, they are incomparable... If you go back from this battle, you may have a smooth career and a successful career. 】

In a small country with only half of the state and county, there are three second-rank upper-level Chinese scholars, each of whom became famous at a young age. Counting Chu Yao, he simply gave him the title of "Three Heroes".

For a time, the scenery was endless.

Gong Shuwu also said a few words of envy.

He went back to logistics and practiced hard, but for some reason, except for the first two years, he never heard from Chu Wuhui again. Those who don't know sigh with emotion, "It's too young, it may not be good to be old", or ridicule "It's actually Chu Zhongyong", and then forget about it and stop paying attention.

It's not that Chu Yao is not amazing enough, it's just that this continent is full of turmoil and outstanding people, there will never be a shortage of younger and more amazing young literati stepping on this stage, and those who have already ended or ended will be forgotten over time.

We met again in Xiaocheng.

When he first saw Chu Yao, Gong Shuwu couldn't believe it.

The old man in front of him with exhausted energy and energy was actually the young scribe who was well-known and energetic back then.

It's embarrassing to understand again.

Life is so unpredictable. For example, Gong Shuwu couldn't imagine what would happen to Chu Yao after he became famous, for example...Chu Yao would choose to entrust his life to a young man who was younger and more immature than he was then, it is simply crazy!

Gong Shuwu silently retracted his gaze.

He looked at the only normal scribe.

Emmm…

It is relatively normal.

Qishan was a very hairy man and refused to ride a mule no matter what. He got a skinny old horse from nowhere to ride instead.

When Gong Shuwu looked at him, he was staring at Shen Tang and Chu Yao who were talking and laughing in front of him. The atmosphere was very subtle.

"Mr. Qi?"

After much deliberation, he still opened his mouth.

Of the three scribes, he had to get one.

Ninth and fifth doctors can't stand the gang fights of more than a thousand people.

Qi Shan raised his eyelids: "What's the matter?"

Gong Shuwu: "...uh, it's okay..."

Intuition told him not to speak at this time.

But now that the conversation has started, he has to say something. He asked: "I'm just curious, why do you two gentlemen..."

As he spoke, his eyes fell to Shen Tang's back.

Qishan heard the song and knew its elegant meaning. He immediately understood what he was referring to and replied quietly: "At first it was just for a gamble."

Every seemingly calm planner has a trace of a gambler in his heart, either to pursue victory or to make a comeback from a desperate situation. There is no emotion at the gambling table. As a result, this child was too sincere, and like Chu Yao, he began to suffer from conscience.

I can't even help thinking about it——

Is it going too far? ? ?

No matter what Shen Youli's nature is, whether he will be forced to take that path by the current situation in the future, but now he is being pushed to the shelves.

Also suspected to be a delicate girl.

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Tang Mei was so good in the eyes of the two counselors.

Both of them consider themselves "murderers."

Shen·Chicheng·Frank·Jiao Didi·Tang:? ? ?

I'm really sorry, these chapters were not easy to write at the beginning. I have changed them again and again, deleted them again, and the updates will be very unstable. I originally wanted to unlock the investment node of 3,000 words for thirty days, but failed repeatedly.

The next chapter is about birthdays...oh no, it's a tax.

The most confused person is probably the child Zhai Le.