Facts have proved that Gong Shuwu is still too young.
All three were indeed men of letters and literati, a configuration that any brave warrior would dream of having, but none of them were his.
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Needless to say, Shen Tang knew that this young man was very fierce. He dared to charge towards the enemy with a sword in hand. Every step and every sword move left a splatter of blood. People suspected that this guy was just a brave warrior in the guise of a scholar, and he could not be relied on at all.
Have you finished learning the ten basic rules of Wenxin literati? ?
Chu Wuhui's words...
He only has Mr. Shen in his eyes!
Currently, Shen Tang only noticed Chu Yao.
She was somewhat curious about the latter's literary mind.
Is it still the second rank upper middle or the seventh rank lower upper after being replaced.
Chu Yao asked with a smile: "What if it is the lower seventh rank or even lower?"
Shen Tang: "Isn't it said that the strength of a scholar depends on his brain rather than his rank? If that's the case, a higher rank is just icing on the cake, so whether it's rank 7, rank 9 or rank 2... it doesn't matter. Of course, I still hope it's rank 2."
Chu Yao: "Private hope?"
Shen Tang said seriously: "Well, you can have fewer regrets."
She felt that the second-grade upper-middle Wenxin must be a hurdle that Chu Yao could not get over, and it would be best if he could get it back.
The past is gone and cannot be retrieved, but the future has yet to come but can still be looked forward to.
Chu Yao's eyes moved slightly, and he said softly: "No regrets."
It is the upper middle grade of the second grade.
Under normal circumstances, the second condensation would cause the quality to drop, ranging from one to three grades. The moment he condensed again, he was also in disbelief.
“But I regret it.”
He spoke so softly that Shen Tang didn't even hear it.
What regret
He personally pushed such a sincere and frank young man into the quagmire of chaos. Wu Lang treated him sincerely, but he responded with calculations, repaying kindness with grievances, so naturally he regretted it. Even the conscience in his chest that had been silent for many years woke up for a moment.
Gong Shuwu rode on the horse, looking at Chu Yao with complicated eyes, who was riding a mule and taking the initiative to lag behind Shen Tang by half a body length, and was secretly shocked. He had actually seen Chu Yao a long time ago, and Chu Yao himself probably didn't even know it.
Much earlier than everyone thought.
He and Chu Yao are of the same age.
When fighting in the Northern Desert, he also went to the border battlefield.
Because of the different training paths, many literati became famous at a young age, but few warriors could become military commanders at the age of ten, and Gong Shuwu was no exception. Therefore, he went to the battlefield just to see blood, open his eyes, and accumulate experience and qualifications. He followed the elders of the same clan as an official to escort food and fodder.
He and Chu Yao had no interactions, and they had never even spoken a word to each other. The last time he saw Chu Yao was when he was escorting food and grass back, and the army was returning from a small victory. From afar, he saw a young scholar in an elegant long gown, a servant's hat, and jingling pendants riding a tall horse.
There were several fierce warriors covered in blood beside him. The leading warrior was in a very good mood and rode side by side with the young scholar. The others either had blood-stained helmets tucked under their arms or simply took off their armor to expose most of their upper bodies. They looked relaxed and talked about the battle situation with a smile.
There was a sense of joy after winning between their brows.
It was that scene that attracted Gong Shuwu at that time and made him start to pay attention to this young scholar who was a few years older than him.
Chu Wuhui
He had never heard of it, never seen it before. He was also puzzled. Those generals were all in their thirties or forties, in their prime, and had a lot of tempers. How could they get along with a boy who was at least a generation younger than them and looked like a child? And he looked very respectful
But the facts are the facts.
He remembered that the battle in the Northern Desert was not easy. He had been to the battlefield several times, but more often he was responsible for escorting food and fodder or cleaning up after the battle. He learned about the situation at the front and the gains and losses from his superiors.
It was serious in the beginning, but became more relaxed in the middle.
In the middle and late stages, even the logistics department received several rewards.
One day, he and several comrades were cooking some not-so-fresh dry rations and wheat rice in the tent, and they vaguely heard a conversation between several people outside the tent.
A certain chief clerk said sourly: The small country of Chu is really full of outstanding people... It is obviously only a place the size of a palm... Tsk tsk...
Another person: Is this the third one
Chief Clerk: This is the third one.
The third person was puzzled: What third one
The chief clerk replied: "Second rank, upper middle, the third one. I heard that this Chu Wuhui seemed to have joined the army while traveling for study. Look at him, then look at yourself, you can't compare to him... After returning from this battle, maybe you will rise to prominence and have a prosperous career.
A small country with a territory of only half a state county, suddenly produced three second-rank upper-level scholars, each of whom became famous at a young age. Including Chu Yao, they were simply given the title of "Three Heroes".
For a time, the glory was endless.
Gong Shuwu also expressed his envy.
After returning home, he studied hard, but for some reason, except for the first two years, there was no news about Chu Wuhui. People who didn't know about it sighed, "A child may be brilliant, but he may not be good when he grows up," or joked, "He turned out to be Chu Zhongyong," and then forgot about it.
It’s not that Chu Yao is not amazing enough, it’s just that this continent is turbulent and full of outstanding people. There will never be a shortage of younger and more amazing young scholars stepping onto 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, who had lost all his energy and spirit, turned out to be the young scholar who was famous and full of vigor and vitality back then.
After learning more about it, I felt very sad.
Life is so unpredictable. For example, Gong Shuwu could not have imagined what would happen to Chu Yao after he became famous. For example... Chu Yao actually chose to entrust his life to a boy who was younger and more immature than he was back then. It was simply crazy!
Gong Shuwu silently withdrew his gaze.
He looked towards the only normal scribe.
Emmm…
Relatively speaking, it is quite normal.
Qishan was a very fussy person. He refused to ride a mule no matter what, so he got a skinny old horse from somewhere to use as a means of transportation.
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 thinking it over, I finally spoke.
He had to pick one of the three scribes.
Even a ninth-rank fifth-rank doctor could not withstand a beating by more than a thousand people.
Qi Shan raised his eyelids: "What's the matter?"
Gong Shuwu: "... Um, it's okay..."
His intuition told him not to speak at this time.
But since he had started talking, he should say something. He asked, "I'm just curious, why are you two gentlemen..."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on Shen Tang's back.
Qi Shan understood what he meant by the music and replied calmly, "At first, it was just a gamble."
Every seemingly calm strategist has a shadow of a gambler in his bones, either to pursue victory or to turn the tables. There is no emotion at the gambling table. As a result, this child was too sincere, and he began to feel guilty like Chu Yao.
I couldn't help but reflect on it—
Is this too much? ?
No matter what Shen Youli's nature is, or whether she will be forced into that path by current circumstances in the future, she is now being forced into a situation.
She also appears to be a delicate girl.
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