Gu Chi was curious.

He savored tea and looked at the rising mist, and his eyes seemed to be filled with a little bit of light, which was easy-going and harmless: "...You can make Qi Yuanliang say the 'fear' of scholars, but Chi wants to know. I guess its owner is not an unknown person?"

Qi Shan replied: "It is indeed not an unknown person."

"Who is it?"

Pray for goodness: "Destroy the people in your homeland."

Gu Chi: "..."

After a while, he murmured: "It turned out that it was him... who swept across the northwest countries, and it was indeed unrelated to the four words "nameless person"... But, isn't he without the way of a scholar?"

The way of literati is not something that every literati can have.

It has nothing to do with the literary level and the talent of a literati. It has no rules and cannot be influenced by human power. Some geniuses may not be able to find their own way of a literati in their lifetime, while some of the mediocre qualifications may have a way of a literati when they wake up from a hangover.

Although some scribes will hide the way of scribes tightly, some will choose to make public and increase their bargaining chips.

The man Qishan said personally admitted that he had no way to be a scholar, and whether or not he would not affect his achievements.

"There is a good slang for Mr. Chen - the mouth of a literati, a deceitful ghost." Qi Shan rolled his eyes in his heart. He didn't expect Gu Chi would believe this statement. How could a person who could sweep across the northwest countries and fight against the literary strategists of various countries and escape from countless assassins? "I said in front of you that I have no literati's way, will you believe it?"

The northwest countries are doing everything they can to survive, from the open confrontation to the secret spy murder. That person is even more of a target of being taken care of.

What's the result?

No one has succeeded.

Gu Chi replied: "Of course I don't believe it."

Qi Shan: "So, I don't believe it either."

Gu Chi wondered: "How do you know he has?"

Since he was willing to hide it, it must be that this scholar's way would cause suspicion or other hidden dangers. He recalled his personal connections and was sure that Qi Shan would meet that person several times, and at most he had a false reputation of "disciple and the master". How could Qi Shan know this secret?

Qi Shan's hand that served tea paused, and said in dismay: "Accident."

"What is his way of scholars?" I was worried that Qi Shan would not say anything, but Gu Chi said again, "About his age, that person should have a good life and cannot become an official again. I heard that he had nowhere to be gone when he resigned from his official position a few years ago. You should be fine if you reveal it."

Qi Shan: "There is nothing that I can't say. I don't know the specific effect, but one thing is certain - if he uses the way of a scribe, no matter how far he is close to his friend, he will have a sense of it. The way of a scribe seems to be able to distinguish between the enemy and me..."

Gu Chi twitched hard.

No wonder the countries in the northwest could not defeat at that time. They watched the country of Xin grow stronger. As their subordinates were seen through, the battlefield situation was several steps slower, and they lost before the battle started. To be honest, if the old man was not too old and Xin Guozhu teammates were dragging him down, and he would give him another ten years to replace Xin with a reliable king, it would not be a dream to unify the northwest.

This scribe's way is not terrifying, but it will indeed cause trouble for the enemy in a place like the battlefield.

Gu Chi leaned his neck and took a big sip of tea.

He said, "What a pity."

Unfortunately, but more envy.

Look at the way of other people's scholars and then look at their own, it is indeed incomparable. The way of that person's scholars is that the enemy is more afraid than his own people, and his literati's way is also afraid of his own people. If he is sent for negotiation, it may have miraculous results.

But in troubled times, it is not as good as a useless person.

This is why I pray for goodness and fearlessness.

Read the mind?

Hum╭(╯^╰)╮

As long as you don’t be your own person with Gu Chi, you really don’t have to be afraid.

With this idea, Qi Shan liked Gu Chi a lot.

He also cares about Gu Chi's body generously.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this guy is in a state of worry and looks like he dies prematurely and has a short life. Qi Shan guesses that it is probably related to his idiot and feared scholar.

Gu Chi replied indifferently: "I can hold on for the time being."

Since the emergence of the scribe's Way, I have lived in a noisy environment every day, surrounded by malicious intentions, and I have not been able to rest at night, because all kinds of strange dreams will come into his ears and never stopped for a moment. If it weren't for the amazing perseverance, I would have been crazy.

The price paid is far greater than the gain.

Qishan: "I have a way."

Gu Chi raised his eyelids slightly, and his eyes asked what to do.

"Abandon the Dan Mansion."

The operation of the way of scholars also depends on literary heart.

Even the literary mind is gone, and the way of scholars is naturally gone.

If you can't turn it off, shut down the phone forcibly!

Gu Chi: "..."

If it weren't for the education that stopped him, he would have wanted to splash the unfinished tea on this guy's face, what bad ideas would have come up with?

The tea in Gu Chi's hand was not poured out, but there were noises and loud screams coming from downstairs as expected.

Qi Shan's heart was shocked.

He didn't care about being funny, he could get up, and pushed the long window open, and saw all the contents of the long street downstairs. Gu Chi was slower than him: "Why are you doing so anxiously? It may not be your Shen Lang... Well, he is really making trouble..."

Pray for goodness: "…"

If Shen Tang could hear this, he would definitely be yelling to be wronged.

What does she mean to make trouble?

It was obvious that he was causing trouble and took the initiative to come to her.

It's also her bad luck.

"Brother Shen, come two jars of wine."

The familiar teenager's voice came from the top of his head.

Shen Tang curled his hat and saw the guests in front of the stall, sighed, "How can I meet you anywhere I set up a stall?"

Don’t Zhai Le’s nose have a locator installed?

"This means we are destined to be together." Zhai Le gave a corner of silver and slapped the red cloth wine stuffing without hesitation. He sat on the side of the bench, tilted his neck and poured it into his mouth. He knocked down most of the jar, slapped the wine, and then wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "It's so satisfying to drink!"

Chen Tang rolled his eyes directly.

"Why are you here?"

Zhai Le pointed to the direction of the county government: "Brother gave me a message to the county government, but I don't want to see them go back and forth and fight. I plan to stay outside and wait for my brother to finish his work. I didn't expect to see you selling wine here, which shows that our fate is very deep."

Chen Tang: "..."

She felt like a bad fate.

Zhai Le smiled and said, "Let's go out of the city to hunt when you have time."

"Just as to the situation outside Xiaocheng? I see that the mud has been eaten by the people, and I am still hunting. What can I hunt?"

When Zhai Le heard this, he felt that the wine was gone.

"Oh, Brother Chen's words make sense."

While feeling sad, a group of fierce adult men suddenly ran over with fierce looks, targeting Chen Tang and the other two. After a while, they wrapped the wine stall firmly. Chen Tang was still confused, but Zhai Le had a long-awaited expression.

Chen Tang stood up and clasped his fists: "How many, are you guys?"

The strong man pointed at Zhai Le and asked, "Do you know?"

Chen Tang said: "Know."

The strong man in the head turned blue,

He waved his hand and shouted, "Okay, I've smashed this stall!"

Chen Tang: "????"

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I still have some help after taking two days of medicine. My throat hurts when I wake up in the morning, I have a low fever in the afternoon, and I get much better in the evening. I guess I will get better tomorrow. The illness is really too affecting my condition. I don’t want to code when I look at the computer.
Chapter completed!