Everyone knows.
Shen Tang has a group of literati who are willing to abandon their lord, and Kang Shi, who has the habit of "losing every time he gambles", is the best among them. As a result, Shen Tang will get something stuck in his teeth when drinking water and will catch a cold when blowing in the wind, let alone think about the unrealistic dream of getting rich overnight by going to the casino.
You can only win a hand from the dealer by flipping the stall!
It may be a pit, but it can save the day at the critical moment!
Chu Yao was surprised when he heard this: "Really?"
Kang Shi said: "Of course it is true!"
As long as the lord is lucky enough, he can become a god!
Although his scribe's way was not completely passive and uncontrollable, it was almost there. The current predicament fully met the conditions for his scribe's way to be activated, and the disadvantage of the situation had reached a critical moment of life and death. Rather than sitting and waiting for death, it was better to give it a try.
Kang Shi said: "When the battle begins, we will work together to perform the "Fight with Our Backs to the River", and the effect will be ten or even dozens of times better than usual. With the bravery and fighting skills of General Chu, General Zhao and others, and the geographical advantage of Yonggu Pass, we may not be unable to win!"
It is true that the border barrier is as fragile as thin paper, but it can also play a certain role in reducing the pressure of their own operations. Looking at the overall situation, the balance of victory is still tilted towards them. Kang Shi had thought it through very clearly on the way here.
But, what he didn't expect was -
"That won't do! We need to think about this matter carefully!"
Kang Shi asked hurriedly: "Why not? Is there a better way than this? We live in the border area, and the separatist forces nearby have no friendship with us and will not send troops to help us. We can only rely on ourselves. If we don't do this, Yonggu Pass will be breached."
Then ask: "Have you thought about the consequences?"
"Of course Yao has thought about it." Chu Yao was also tempted by Kang Shi's plan at first, and felt that there was light at the end of the tunnel. But soon he thought of something, which was like a basin of cold water to extinguish the rising joy. "Your way of the scholar will affect the lord!"
My lord is still in the territory of Shiwu.
Her luck was not very good to begin with - if it was really good, she would not have met so many literati with various literary talents one after another - Kang Shi now gave her another "head-on blow". Chu Yao was really worried that her lord would be unlucky enough to find the enemy's lair, a lair that was fully armed, sharpened its knives, and well prepared for war... That would be ridiculous.
Chu Yao was unwilling to take risks with his lord.
"This—" Kang Shi calmed down after hearing this.
With a bit of worry on his face, he was so busy thinking about how to deal with the crisis at Yonggu Pass that he really ignored his master. It's not that he didn't care about his master, but his master was the most stubborn person he had ever seen in his life, so he subconsciously ignored him.
Kang Shi sighed: "What should I do?"
Chu Yao frowned and thought for a while, weighing the pros and cons.
Kang Shi gritted his teeth and said fiercely, "If Yonggu Pass is breached, the lord and his men will be dead, and we have nowhere to retreat. The outcome is just the difference between dying early or late, so we might as well take a gamble - bet that she is the prince of destiny! Throughout history, which prince of destiny has a smooth journey? Similarly, which prince of destiny has died halfway?"
Chu Yao said unhappily, "You can bet on anything?"
I have never seen a gambler more addicted than Kang Shi.
But thinking about his scholarly ways, he felt helpless. His scholarly ways were to gamble with his lord.
No one is worry-free!
Kang Shi was not annoyed.
He smiled and said, “That’s just how life is!”
If you don’t take a gamble, you won’t know how bright the future will be.
The outcome is still undecided and the winner is yet to be decided!
If I lose the bet, I will pay with my lord's life!
Chu Yao looked at the disappointing border barrier and sighed heavily: "I have to do it. It's not a last resort—"
"Don't do it unless it's absolutely necessary." Although Kang Shi said it casually, he was also afraid of gambling with his lord's life.
The atmosphere at Yonggu Pass was much more solemn than before.
The patrol soldiers all had murderous looks on their faces, their eyes glowing green! The lights in the main tent were on all night, and people were coming in and out, discussing how to deal with this battle. The generals around the guard Chu Jie were all veterans with rich combat experience.
They knew the terrain near Yonggu Pass very well. They could point out where they could set up camp and where they could ambush troops with their eyes closed. But no matter how they gathered together to deduce, they were not optimistic about this battle, and the tent was shrouded in worry.
For a time, people were in turmoil.
Some younger people even considered quitting.
But he didn't dare to say it out loud, his eyes flickered.
They knew Chu Jie's temper too well.
I hate deserters the most and will kill them if they disagree with me.
"Hey! Why are you looking so sad?"
Chu Jie looked at their gloomy expressions.
Several veterans hesitated to speak and sighed.
Chu Jie patted his chest and said, "At worst, we can die on the same day and year. I am willing to open a path to the underworld for you all."
Yu Zhubu interrupted him unhappily.
"Shut up! You're talking about dying before the battle even starts!"
In his opinion, Chu Jie was the most unlucky one.
Chu Jie was scolded so much that he shut up his microphone.
"In my opinion, General Chu is right." Zhao Feng supported Chu Jie and said in a deep voice, "We have nowhere to retreat. The worst that can happen is death. Yes! We can't see the chance of winning this battle. If we fight, we will die. But think about it, can we survive if we don't fight? If we don't fight this battle with all our might, the common people in the pass will have to linger in the hands of the Ten Crows thugs, and our descendants will also be enslaved."
Zhao Feng's calm voice was clearly heard by everyone and spread to every corner of the main tent: "The men died tragically, their homes were lost, their wives and daughters fell into the hands of the thieves and suffered humiliation. If we can get the lost land back in the short term, it will be fine, but what if the Shiwu gain a foothold here? Our descendants will be assimilated into the Shiwu tribe, forgetting their ancestors, and even wielding butcher knives to kill their own people!"
"Everyone has their own aspirations. I understand that you want to quit. I think some of you have elderly parents and young children to take care of..."
Zhao Feng's words drew the angry looks of everyone.
"We respect the general for lending a helping hand and helping in times of trouble, but what the general said is too harsh. If he was really afraid of death, he would have found a better job long ago. What power and wealth would he not have gotten? Why would he stay in this bitter cold place for so many years, exposed to the wind and sun?"
The man became more and more excited as he spoke, veins bulged on his forehead and he had an expression that said, "You can kill me but you can't insult me."
Even the young man who had the idea of retreating at the beginning had a firm look in his eyes and calmed down: "Although our strength is not as strong as General Zhao, a common man's anger can still cause blood to splatter three feet. It is our duty to defend our homeland, and there is no need to resort to provocation."
"Yeah, this actually underestimates us!"
Zhao Feng apologized good-temperedly.
He said frankly that he had misunderstood everyone and that if he was lucky enough to survive after the battle, he would drink three cups of wine as a punishment to apologize.
In this way, the main account was no longer in a dreary mood.
"Report—"
Everyone was on edge.
The scouts ahead have discovered the Ten Wu soldiers!
It is expected that we will arrive outside Yonggu Pass in two days.
So fast!
For a moment, the only sound in the tent was the occasional beeping sound of the burning candles, which made every face look solemn.
Under the border barrier.
“Finally caught up!”
The exhausted scholar abandoned his exhausted horse and used the power of words to travel on foot. After much haste, he finally arrived before the battle. Looking at the border barrier that was even more fragile than before, the scholar tightened his bag and frowned.
"This is really bad..."
Is it better to stay and interfere or to leave
The scribes prefer the latter.
If I stay, I can't help much, unless there is a sucker who is willing to open the national treasury, but will Zheng Qiao be that sucker
Looking at the border barrier in front of him, he sneered, raised his hand and created a gap that could accommodate one person, passing through without alerting the guards. Then he just had to climb over the city wall to return to Longwu County in the interior of the country.
Under the cover of darkness, the scholars were able to enter an empty place.
Just when the scholar was about to let down his guard, a sword light came out of the darkness and narrowly passed by his neck.
With a swish, he drew his sword to fight.
The clanging sound of the swords colliding was particularly clear in the dark night. The scholar was worried that the noise would attract the patrolling guards, so based on the principle of less trouble is better, he stepped back a few steps, waved his hand to stop the attackers with his literary power, and turned around to slip away.
But the man said, "Want to escape!"
Several chains condensed with literary energy rose from the ground.
They shot at him.
The scholar secretly thought he was unlucky to run into a colleague.
When he has money, he is not afraid of anyone.
When you have no money, you are like a tiger in the plain being bullied by dogs, or a dragon in shallow water being bullied by shrimps. You are just too unlucky.
“Wait!”
The scholar dodged the attack, jumped to a higher place, bowed to the opponent, and tried to communicate: "I am not a bad person!"
"You came from outside the border. If you want to cross the border, just come tomorrow. Coming to cross the border secretly in the middle of the night, is that not a bad person?"
Kang Shi didn't expect to have this result.
He came to familiarize himself with the terrain of Yonggu Pass.
He didn't know where to set up the formation to maximize the benefits. Who knew that before he took two steps, he felt a very slight fluctuation of strange cultural energy in the air, so he followed it and found it. Haha, he really caught a rookie with a weak aura.
The reaction is quick.
He can dodge any sudden attack.
It can be seen that he is also a veteran in the world.
The scholar asked back: "How can the Yonggu Pass be opened when the crisis is imminent? I am helpless..."
Kang Shi put down his sword when he heard this.
Ask: "How do you know this?"
The scholar smiled bitterly, "To be honest, I received the news and came here to inform the commander, hoping to make preparations early. But from what you said, someone has already taken the next step. In this case, there is no need for me to make this trip again."
"Whether this is true or not, we have to see the commander first."
Kang Shi has no intention of letting this man go.
Anyone with suspicious behavior will be arrested first.
The scholar raised an eyebrow and reluctantly put away his sword: "Okay!"
Kang Shi was surprised by his cheerfulness.
"Come with me."
On the way, the scribe had no intention of escaping.
Kang Shi then asked, "Why did you leave the country, sir?"
The scribe did not hide the fact: "I was entrusted by a friend."
"What is it?"
"Of course, it's for the sake of the lives of the common people in the interior of the country."
Kang Shi paused and looked at the scholar, as if he was somewhat doubtful about the truth of what he said, but the scholar looked at him frankly.
The scribe asked back, "Sir, don't you believe it?"
“It’s not that I don’t believe it, it’s just that your strength…” Kang Shi didn’t explain it too clearly, just let the child understand it himself.
The corner of the scholar's mouth twitched slightly, but he was not angry or felt looked down upon. In fact, he had long been accustomed to it.
"Don't judge a person by his appearance." Yes, he admitted that his literary talent was not as good as the man in front of him, but he couldn't look down on him because of this. Believe it or not, he would throw all the gold in the package on Kang Shi's face to let him see who was the best
Kang Shi apologized: "It was my fault."
Then he asked, "May I ask who entrusted this?"
If it is true, there will naturally be no flaws.
If it is fake, it will naturally be full of errors and omissions.
The scribe betrayed his savior without hesitation.
Calculating the time, he estimated that the other party would also be on the road to the underworld, and telling him about it would not affect him at all, and maybe he could even save some of his reputation after his death. Ever since Yan Xingning followed Zheng Qiao, his reputation has been declining, and it is only a matter of time before it rots into the stinking ditch.
He said, "I was entrusted by my benefactor Yan Xingning to help him make some arrangements in Shiwu in order to save the collapsing building."
Kang Shi was surprised when he heard the name "Yan Xingning".
Subconsciously asked: "Which Yan Xingning?"
Scribe: "Banana, Banana, and peace."
Kang Shi stopped and looked at the scholar's face in the moonlight. After a while, he said, "Yan Xingning is my friend."
Scribe: “…May I ask who you are, sir?”
Kang Shi said: "My surname is Kang Shi, and my courtesy name is Jishou."
The scholar had a vague impression and asked, "Kang Silang?"
Kang Shi nodded: "Yes."
Scribe: “…”
Kang Shi asked, "Sir, do you recognize me?"
The scholar shook his head and said, "I don't know him, but Xingning said before that he has a friend who has terrible luck in gambling but likes to gamble big. He is called Kang Jia Silang. If I ever become too poor to make ends meet, I can extort some money from him. It's a sure win."
Kang Shi: “…”
The scholar looked at Kang Shi's attire and found it to be indeed exquisite and decent, luxurious yet low-key, a standard for an aristocratic family.
Kang Shi endured the bulging veins on his forehead and said angrily: "Yan Xingning... How could this guy say such nonsense?"
Do I look like a sucker
And you are encouraging strangers to extort money from you
"That's not something he would say..."
Kang Shi thought he still understood this friend.
The scholar coughed lightly, and there seemed to be something strange on his face: "This is indeed not like his style, but he did say so."
Kang Shi had money but he always lost when he gambled. He was really short of money and there was a legitimate way to make money, so why not do it
"…What did he ask you to do in Shiwu?"
He decided to skip the subject of blackmail.
I secretly made up my mind not to make a bet with this person.
The scholar said casually, "It's nothing. I just cooperated with him to get a Ten Crows' defense map. It would be even better if we could find a way to provoke infighting among the princes of the Ten Crows' court. Although there were twists and turns along the way, fortunately - fortunately, I have fulfilled my mission."
But I don’t know how much effect it can have.
Conflicts also take time to ferment.
After hearing this, although Kang Shi's doubts were not completely dispelled, his attitude changed. If what this person said was true, he really couldn't neglect him. If he neglected him, wouldn't it be a chilling blow to people's hearts? Take him back and ask him slowly for details.
Kang Shi changed the subject and asked about Yan An's recent situation.
Ever since he last met Yan An's incarnation and had a fight with him, Kang Shi has not heard from him since.
The scholar said, "He... Tsk, I'm afraid it's not good."
Kang Shi: "It is indeed difficult to assist a tyrant."
He knew Yan An was not the kind of person who would help the tyrant, but he really couldn't understand his intentions. Did Xingning really think that he could calm down Zheng Qiao, the wild horse that had run wild, and tame him just by relying on the friendship between them
There is a high probability that it will be trampled to death.
Kang Shi tried to persuade him again and again, but Yan'an was also born in the year of the donkey, and when he got stubborn, even several oxen couldn't pull him back.
The scholar shook his head: "If it's just difficult, it's fine. I'm afraid he has already asked Meng Po for soup..."
Kang Shi was struck by lightning and stood there in a daze.
"What!"
The scholar said: "If nothing unexpected happens, he should be dead."
Kang Shi was so shocked by the news that he lost his mind and swayed slightly. He tried to blink his eyes, as if it was difficult to digest this sudden bad news. Seeing Kang Shi's reaction, the scholar knew that Kang Shi was really Yan An's friend.
Sighed: "My condolences."
No one could stop this man's death, because he was killed by himself, not others. How could anyone stop it
Scribe: "To die for the Tao is not to die well."
At least I left with no regrets.
This is also what countless literati and scholars desire but cannot achieve.
Kang Shi's eyes were red, and his throat seemed to be choked with something, so he didn't speak for a long time. He had a premonition that this day would come, but he didn't expect it to come so soon, so soon that he was caught off guard -
Is there really no Yan Xingning in the world
Because of the way of scholars, Kangshi had very few friends, and Yan Xingning was the most special one. When the two met as young and unruly people, they had disputes and conflicts, but more importantly, they were looking for people who could sympathize with each other.
They once walked side by side, vowing to put an end to all injustice in the world.
Why did he die
Seeing this, the scholar tactfully said nothing more.
When he entered the military camp, he saw Kang Shi coming and going freely, so he asked, "Sir, are you serving under the command of the garrison commander Chu Jie?"
Kang Shi shook his head: "My lord, the governor of Longwu County, received news that Yonggu Pass was in trouble, so he brought people to support us."
Scholar: "The Magistrate of Longwu County? He was previously in Heyin County?"
"Yes, sir, do you recognize the lord?"
The scribe shook his head: "I don't recognize him, but—"
He looked odd for a moment.
He added, "Xingning really likes this young county governor. He has been full of praise for him and has recommended him to me many times. I wonder what Mr. Shen thinks of him?"
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