Gu Chi's curiosity was aroused.
He sipped his tea, watching the mist rising up, his eyes seemed to be filled with tiny bits of light, easygoing and harmless: "… I would like to meet the scholar who made Qi Yuanliang say 'worry'. I guess its owner is not an unknown person?"
Qi Shan replied: "He is indeed not an unknown person."
"Who is it?"
Qishan: "Destroy the people of your homeland."
Gu Chi: “…”
After a while, he murmured, "So it was him... Sweeping across the Northwest countries, he really has nothing to do with the word 'unknown'... But, doesn't he have the ways of a scholar?"
The way of a scholar is not something that every scholar with a literary mind can possess.
Its acquisition has nothing to do with the literary talent or the literary grade. There is no rule and it cannot be influenced by human power. Some people with natural talent may never find their own way to become a scholar in their lifetime, while some people with mediocre talent may find the way to become a scholar after waking up from a hangover.
Although some scholars will keep their ways a secret, some will choose to make them public in order to increase their own leverage.
The man that Qishan mentioned once personally admitted that he had no qualities of a scholar, but whether he had them or not did not affect his achievements.
"Mr. Shen has a good saying - the mouth of a scholar is a lie." Qi Shan rolled his eyes inwardly. He didn't expect Gu Chi to believe this. How could a man who could sweep across the Northwest countries, fight against the scholars of various countries, and escape from countless assassinations without a trace not have the ways of a scholar? "I told you in front of you that I don't have the ways of a scholar, will you believe it?"
The Northwest countries did everything they could to survive, from open battles on the battlefield to secret espionage and murder. That person was the one who was given special attention.
What's the result
No one has ever succeeded.
Gu Chi replied: "Of course I don't believe it."
Qishan: "So, I don't believe it either."
Gu Chi was puzzled: "How do you know he has it?"
Since he was deliberately hiding it, it must be that this scholar's way would cause suspicion or other hidden dangers. He recalled the information from his connections and was sure that Qishan had only met that person a few times, and at most they were in a nominal relationship of "disciple and master". How could Qishan know such a secret
Qi Shan paused while holding the tea and said indifferently, "It's an accident."
"What is his way of being a scholar?" Gu Chi said, worried that Qi Shan might be hesitant to tell him, "Looking at his age, he should be enjoying his retirement and it is impossible for him to work as an official again. I heard that he disappeared after resigning from office a few years ago. It should be okay if you reveal a few things."
Qi Shan: "There's nothing I can't say. I don't know the specific effect, but one thing is certain - if he uses the Way of the Scribe, no matter if it's friend or foe, no matter how close to him, he will be able to sense it. The Way of the Scribe seems to be able to distinguish between friend and foe..."
The corner of Gu Chi's mouth twitched fiercely.
No wonder the northwestern countries at that time were unable to defeat the Xin Kingdom and had to watch it grow stronger - it turned out that their own subordinates saw through everything, the battlefield situation was several steps behind others, and they lost before the battle even started - to be honest, if that old man was not too old and the Xin Kingdom's teammates were not dragging them down, if they were given another ten years and Xin Kingdom was replaced with a reliable ruler, unifying the northwest would not be a dream.
This way of scholars is not terrible, but it will definitely give the enemy a headache if applied to a battlefield.
Gu Chi tilted his head back and took a big sip of tea.
He said, "What a pity."
It’s a pity, but more of it is envy.
Look at the way of the other person's scribes, and then look at your own, there is indeed no comparison. The enemy fears that person's scribes more than your own people do, and his scribes are feared by your own people. If you send him to negotiate, it may be effective.
But in troubled times, it is worse than chicken ribs.
It is for this reason that we pray for goodness and fearlessness.
Mind reading
Hum╭(╯^╰)╮
As long as you don't treat Gu Chi as your own, there's really nothing to be afraid of.
With this idea in mind, Qishan began to like Gu Chi much more.
He also showed great concern for Gu Chi's health.
Anyone with a discerning eye could see that this fellow was in poor health, with signs of tuberculosis that would mean he would die young. Qi Shan guessed that it was probably related to his useless and feared scholarly ways.
Gu Chi replied indifferently: "I can still hold on for now."
Since the emergence of the Way of the Scholars, he has lived in a noisy environment every day, surrounded by malice, and even at night he cannot rest, because all kinds of strange dreams will be transmitted to his ears, without stopping for a moment. If it weren't for his amazing perseverance, I'm afraid he would have gone crazy long ago.
The cost is far greater than the gain.
Qi Shan: "I have an idea."
Gu Chi raised his eyelids slightly, looking at him asking for help.
"Abolish the Dan Mansion."
The operation of the scholar's way also depends on the literary mind.
If the literary spirit is gone, the way of scholars will naturally be gone too.
If you can’t shut down, shut it down forcefully!
Gu Chi: “…”
If his upbringing hadn't stopped him, he would have wanted to throw the unfinished tea on this guy's face. What kind of bad idea was that
Gu Chi did not spill the tea in his hand, but there was a noise and loud screams coming from downstairs.
I pray for kindness and a sense of sympathy.
He didn't care about teasing people, he stood up and pushed open the long window, taking in everything that happened on the long street downstairs. Gu Chi was slower than him: "Why are you so anxious? It may not be your Mr. Shen... Uh, he is really the one causing trouble..."
Qishan: “…”
If Shen Tang could hear this, he would definitely cry out in injustice.
What do you mean she is making trouble
It was obvious that the troublemaker came to her on his own initiative.
It's her bad luck.
"Brother Shen, bring two jars of wine."
A familiar boy's voice came from above my head.
Shen Tang raised the brim of his hat with his fingers, looked at the customers in front of the stall, and sighed, "Why do I always run into you wherever I set up a stall?"
Doesn’t Zhai Le have a locator installed in his nose
"This shows that we are destined to be together." Zhai Le gave him a dime, uncorked the red cloth cork without any hesitation, sat on the bench, tilted his head back and poured the wine into his mouth. He drank half of the bottle in one gulp, then wiped his mouth with his sleeve and said, "I drink so happily!"
Shen Tang simply rolled his eyes.
"Why are you here?"
Zhai Le pointed in the direction of the county government and said, "My brother sent a visiting card to the county government, but I didn't want to see them fighting back and forth, so I planned to wait outside until my brother was done. I didn't expect to see you selling wine here, which shows that the fate between us is very deep."
Shen Tang: “…”
She felt like it was a bad fate.
Zhai Le smiled and said, "Let's go hunting outside the city when we have time."
"What about the situation outside Xiaocheng? I see that the mud has been eaten by the people. What can you hunt?"
When Zhai Le heard this, he felt that the wine had lost its flavor.
"Alas, what Brother Shen said makes sense."
Just as they were feeling sad, a group of fierce-looking adult men suddenly came running over aggressively, aiming at the direction of Shen Tang and the others. In a short while, they completely surrounded the small wine stand. Shen Tang was still confused, but Zhai Le had an expression that he had expected it.
Shen Tang stood up and clasped his fists: "Everyone, what are you doing?"
The sturdy man pointed at Zhai Le and asked, "Do you know him?"
Shen Tang said: "I know him."
The sturdy man in the lead turned pale.
He waved his hand and shouted, "Okay, smash this mess!"
Shen Tang: “???”
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