Back Off, Let Me Come

"Old stubborn!"

These words were scolded by Gong Xiqiu.

A prisoner, who gave him the courage to scold Mama and choke his elder brother? You deserve to have a miserable life! Sit in jail!

Wei Lou's reaction was to close his eyes.

An out-of-sight attitude.

His eyes were closed and he could not see, but his ears were not closed for hearing. Jimo Qiu believed that he could hear: "This junior has just made a bold guess - has Senior Wei Lou talked to Lord Ji Sun?"

Wei Lou wanted to hear what nonsense the high priest could say.

He said calmly, "We talked and we parted ways."

I remember they were quarreling during those few meetings. It was a rare moment when the monarch and his ministers lost control of themselves since they met, and their sense of reason was completely gone.

If not, Wei Lou would not be so disappointed.

Destroying an existence that is almost equivalent to your life with your own hands requires not only despair, but also great determination. He is not a young and reckless boy, and he cannot unilaterally choose to cut off his position without verification or redemption. It still hurts to think about it now.

Jimo Qiu confirmed the details with him.

"The kind that tells you your heart and soul, dissects your heart and liver?"

The corners of Wei Lou's mouth moved slightly, and he took a short breath.

"Nothing," he said sadly.

A few nearly quarrels were enough to cause cracks in the relationship between monarch and minister, but the prerequisite for confiding one's heart and soul was to trust each other enough. But he didn't expect that Jimo Qiu's next words would open Wei Lou's eyes and shatter his previous knowledge.

"From the perspective of the high priest, if I were the leader of Jisun Kingdom, I might make the same decision at that time."

Wei Lou raised his eyelids, pursed his lips tightly, and took a deep breath to suppress the negative emotions tumbling in his heart. If Jimo Qiu had said these nonsense a quarter of an hour ago, he would have definitely regarded it as a provocation, and destroying the other party's ancestral graves would not be enough to appease his anger.

At this moment, he just asked in a dumb voice: "Why?"

"The following is just a personal conjecture, not the truth." Jimo Qiu gave him a warning and said hello, and then stabbed Wei Lou gently and gently in the heart, directly hitting the vital point. "Calculating the time, a large number of soldiers used Gu insects in exchange for force. Can't you hold on any longer? The Wu Kingdom is only one step away from unifying its territory. The shortcomings His Highness just mentioned are actually nothing. They can be solved slowly after unification. If it doesn't work in three years, it won't work in five years. If it doesn't work in five years, it won't work in ten years. In ten years, it won't work. If not, it can be hundreds of years. The lifespans of courageous warriors and literary scholars are much longer than ordinary people. However, if you and Lord Ji Sun can wait, can hundreds of thousands of Gu insect warriors afford it?"

"Their lives have been swallowed up by the Gu insects."

"I don't understand. When the life span is exhausted, it is just bones and human skin."

"It's not easy to solve - the user pays for their essence, blood and longevity, and the poison returns the same strength as the courageous warrior, giving ordinary people the ability to survive. This is fair. Now that the world is about to be settled, it is necessary to solve the poison Breaking the contract and letting these people regain their normal life span is not something so cheap in the world. Even the contemporary high priest can't do it, let alone one who has not been chosen by God?"

"But, Your Highness can do it."

A few paragraphs completely overturned Wei Lou's previous understanding.

He breathed quickly and suddenly raised his eyes to look at Shen Tang.

The pupils trembled imperceptibly, the breathing alternated between rapid and slow, the whites of the eyes were covered with dense red threads, and there was restrained madness in the eyes, the restlessness before a volcanic eruption. His fingers clenched tightly on the roots of the tree, each knuckle making a low groan as if they were overwhelmed. Shen Tang didn't expect that Jimo Qiu would come up with this guess. For Wei Lou, it was nothing less than murder and heart-wrenching.

She was stunned for a moment and nodded: "Maybe."

As he spoke, he remembered the plague discovered in Heyin County in the early years.

The source of that plague was also Gu insects.

Shen Tang used his own blood to draw out the poisonous insects.

Jimo Qiu added: "The solution to the poison is just one of the guesses. The other one is that His Highness is closely connected with the earth. Although he does not hold a farming position, he is still somewhat humble. If we can help, the food crisis after the reunification of the Wu Kingdom can be solved with the smallest possible solution." If the cost is spent, many people will not starve to death. As long as food can be solved, other problems, such as corruption and rebellion, can be solved with force."

Wu Guo, as its name suggests, is full of martial virtues.

Nothing is lacking except force.

Jimo Qiu emphasized again as if to conceal the truth: "It's just a family statement. I think so. I don't know what the Lord Ji Sun is like."

The more Shen Tang listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

"No, why does it sound like it's all dirty work?"

Doesn't it mean that Wu Guo is offered as a sacrifice to the gods?

Why is it like asking God to come over and clean up the mess?

Which god is so humble?

Jimo Qiu, an honest boy, also gave Shen Tang a stab in his heart: "Actually, everything His Highness is doing now is pretty much the same."

Which one is not a dirty job?

When you open your eyes, you will either go to war or deal with memorials. I don’t have any money. I help others pay off their loans every day, and I can’t enjoy the power. The three palaces, six courtyards, and seventy-two concubines that an emperor should have are not even a ghost. Is that true? Each of his subordinates is worse than the last!

Other officials are 996, she is 996*3, and occasionally 007*3.

Normal people would have collapsed long ago.

Your Highness has been busy for many years and yet you didn’t notice anything was wrong?

Shen Tang opened his mouth and found that he could not refute.

"No, but I..."

She didn't know why for a long time.

Jimo Qiu changed the subject and suddenly asked Wei Lou a strange question: "Have you ever raised a cat? If we use cats as an analogy, His Highness is the cat owner, the Gongxi clan is the domestic cat, and the people outside the Gongxi clan are the domestic cats. Cats outside the home. A free-range cat at home causes trouble that cannot be solved. I hope the owner can help. As long as the bottom line is not involved, the request will generally not be rejected."

It would be easier to understand if it was explained this way.

Su Shang couldn't defeat Chu Yao's dog, so he always looked for support from Qi Shan.

Praying for good will not refuse anyone who comes, and I enjoy the feeling of being close and dependent on Su Shang. If one day Su Shang brings back a group of poor hungry friends from outside, he will definitely treat them warmly with the best cat food, and he can't wait to fatten the cats before letting them go.

He came to pet his cats, just N of them!

For cats, praying for kindness is a soft-hearted god.

But Shen Tang thinks he is the one who shovels shit.

so--

Shit shoveling officer + soft-hearted god = shit shoveling god? ? ?

Jimo Qiu looked at Wei Lou, who had a blank expression and lifeless eyes, and what he said was a bit cruel, but he had to say: "Senior Wei Lou's concerns are reasonable and reasonable, and it is completely correct from your point of view. 'God' is concerned with unknown existences." It can be a saint who loves the world in the heart of a mortal, or it can be a bystander who regards all living beings as nothing. 'God' may really exist, or it may be the incarnation of people's word-of-mouth evolution and their hope. Regarding 'god' Definition, Senior Wei Lou’s previous understanding was too narrow.”

Cats don’t know whether the stranger approaching them is a soft-hearted salvation, or a bully with a violent temper who will abuse cats. Being vigilant and fearful of the unknown is a survival instinct under natural selection. No matter it was Lord Ji Sun or Wei Lou, both of them were right.

They just have different perceptions.

"Does everything your Highness is doing now match what you were worried about back then?" Jimo Qiu asked soul torture.

Atop the ruins, in a prison.

Wei Lou's time seems to be frozen in a certain moment.

The blood color has faded away, leaving it covered with a thick layer of grayish white.

Just when Wei Cheng was worried that his uncle would die from the blood attack, Wei Lou covered his chest and spit out a large pool of red blood. He covered his face with his hands, and there seemed to be water stains running down the fingers and onto the back of his hands. The arrogance of the first meeting was gone, and the air of decadence and decay was fully revealed.

Even though Wei Lou knew that this was just Jimo Qiu's guess and not Lord Ji Sun's true motive, he still couldn't help but hope so. This scene made Shen Tang stunned for a while.

No, just give me a step and go down?

What about the stubborn old man you promised?

Jimo Qiu is still conscientiously abiding by his duties as high priest.

"You can be biased against God, but you cannot be biased against His Highness. She is required to meet the stringent conditions for ministers to choose masters, and she is qualified enough as a master. She has not abused her power to interfere with you. She is now with You are all mortals. I wonder if you could do this if you put yourself in their shoes? If you went to a remote place that is isolated from the world and has undeveloped folk customs, you would put down your fine clothes and brocade clothes, put on coarse linen clothes, and work with the farmers in farming and farming. They get rid of poverty and become rich, instead of using their own strength to forcibly interfere with the overall cause and effect? ​​With the strength of twenty-level Chehou, it is easy to rewrite the fate of ordinary people."

If his inexplicable extra memory hadn't deceived him, a being like His Highness would be very afraid of entering the world and overcoming the catastrophe, and the success rate would be infinitely close to zero. For the love of cats, oh no, for the little people of the Gongxi clan, she really worked hard. Who can say that His Highness is not a very good person?

Wei Lou's collapse lasted only a few breaths.

When he put down his hands with an indifferent expression, his mood returned to normal.

"You are loyal to protect her."

Jimo Qiu: "The master humiliates his ministers to death, and the ministers protect the master. The high priest whose everything is to serve the gods is naturally the same."

Wei Lou: "..."

Jimo Qiu's "Master humiliates his minister to death" stabbed him in the foot again, but this time he didn't have the strength to break the defense: "Time is so fast, I never thought that I would hear this more than a hundred years later. No matter what the truth is, it is too late. As for prejudice, I take it back for now.”

"Take back your prejudice? Oh, do I still want to be grateful to you?" Shen Tang was amused by his words and laughed inexplicably, "Actually, I also have questions. Since you are so afraid of the theory of gods and ghosts, why do you want to talk to him again? Will the gods cooperate?”

Is not this contradictory?

In addition to the Society of Gods, there is also the Eternal Life Sect.

What's the explanation for this?

"Xie...there is still a difference between you and the magic stick."

Wei Lou almost blurted out the word "evil god" again.

He didn't have the confidence to kill the gods, but he had the confidence to kill the Gods in one go, but he didn't expect that the foundation of the Gods Society was deeper than he expected - also, who would have thought that such a hidden Gods organization would still have something left in its hands. A relic from a previous civilization? Although there are not many relics, and there are very few for their use, it is still unimaginable to Wei Lou.

Human beings cannot understand the existence beyond their cognition. This is true for the gods, and the same is true for Shen Youli, the evil...indecent god.

As for the Eternal Life Religion?

The leader is Wei Cheng, not him.

He just helped compile some doctrinal guidelines.

The ridiculous things he made up at random were not only followed by the stupid people, but also the nobles, princes and nobles who in his opinion should not be fooled, and they were willing to offer countless treasures as offerings. He only felt it was ironic and ridiculous, and he became more and more disgusted in his heart. Fooling them was just a way to pass the time.

The Eternal Life Sect expanded crazily, and even caught the attention of the Gods Society.

It just so happened that those ambitious fools from the Southwest Branch wanted to mess with Shen Tang. Wei Lou and Shen Tang also had inextricable hatred, so they just hit it off and worked together for a while. Things in the world are united for the sake of benefit and separated for the sake of benefit. This has not changed from ancient times.

Shen Tang: "..."

Hahaha, she still has to say thank you, right?

Shen Tang felt bored and planned to leave, but before leaving, she needed the attitude of uncles and nephews Wei Lou and Wei Cheng.

"The affairs of the Wu Kingdom have nothing to do with me. The person who should collect debts from you is your old master. Of course, it is also possible that your old master is indeed a traitor and liar who has disappointed you deeply. He betrayed you and you killed him. You two Which pot goes with which lid? However, now you are all my prisoners, if you want me not to kill your uncle and nephew, you must give me a clear and clear answer."

Wei Lou chuckled: "Be loyal to you?"

"It's not necessary, the small temple can't accommodate the big Buddha." Shen Tang still has the ability to observe people's emotions. She and Wei Lou's uncle and nephew are not the same people at all. Even if they reluctantly go together, they can't trust him and threaten him, "As long as You guys should be safe and sound before I unify the world, and don't make me unhappy! I only want this promise. Otherwise, your uncle and nephew may have to meet your old master now."

Actually, I'm not sure.

Wei Tower is fine, but Wei City is really tricky.

If you really want to kill the two of them, you must think of a sure way.

The Way of the Scribes, which is about to be out of print, must also be read by Justice first.

Unexpectedly, Shen Tang's words made the uncle and nephew laugh.

Wei Lou mocked: "To unify the world? Just you? You don't even have your own moat, and you still want to unify the world? You still have to unify the world within twelve years! Otherwise, everything will be in vain!"

Wei Cheng stopped laughing and was confused.

"Why twelve years?"

"You have to ask Werder this question."

"What does this matter have to do with that beast?"

Weicheng and Werder had a good relationship back then, but they just couldn't get used to Werder's always arrogant attitude. Wen Da is an old guy. He wears white clothes all the year round and looks like a bitter widower in the morning and evening. He likes to play with wind and snow gadgets whenever he fights. He steals the limelight every time he makes a move. He is obviously not an old man with great talent. He loves to show off, loves white robes, and never leaves his hand with a spear. He is afraid that others will not know that he likes the person named Zhao.

If you are a good student, you will learn from others, bah!

In the dark army, he was the only one with a touch of white.

Who wouldn't notice him except the blind man?

It's a good thing that he is no longer flesh and blood. Otherwise, if he fights alongside him, not only will his credit be taken away from him, he will get seriously ill sooner or later. After telling him several times, Werder still went his own way.

In his opinion, Werder has a brain similar to his own.

When did the old man have a connection with his uncle?

Shen Tang noticed a word: "Moat?"

"All the scribes in the tent are incompetent, and no one can build a moat. You can only live in a corner, and how can you care about the world?"

Wei Lou's words made Shen Tang angry.

"Old man, who are you calling someone unworthy?"

Just put up with scolding her. Those who scold her are seeking death!

Gong Xiqiu frowned: "You can dig out as many things as you want like a moat. If you are brave and brave enough, why should the scribes do it? Except for a few scribes, most of them still stay in the rear."

Why build a moat?

Wei Cheng: "..."

Wei Lou: "..."

We’ve almost finished playing in the Northwest, and you still don’t know this?

Wei Lou almost laughed angrily, he had lost to such a thing: "The so-called moat is not what you think, but the word spirit used by the scribes to restrain the enemy generals. If not, how can you have special scribes like me? The method is also acceptable. Since the time of the Wu Kingdom, the surviving countries have been afraid of warriors. They want to use high-level warriors but are afraid of getting hurt, and they are even more afraid of powerful enemies on the opposite side."

Don’t you really think that the Wenxin scribes will just do the job of being the bookkeeper, throwing in a few speech spirits to assist before the battle, and the courageous warriors can just lead the troops to charge forward, right? This method was feasible before the Wu Kingdom, but after the Wu Kingdom, this method of pushing through force of arms was banned.

The predecessors cut down the trees, and the later generations were exposed to the sun.

The central countries in the mainland have been focusing on this aspect in recent years.

The admiration for literary scholars is almost pathological. Otherwise, how could there be any ground for Lao Shizi's argument that "there are no poor families in the upper class and no noble families in the lower class"? It even led to the so-called dispute between the aristocratic family standard and the Wenxin standard, which was all for nothing.

Only the northwest still maintains the simple martial style of a hundred years ago.

Shen Tang's mouth tightened: "Wu Hui, they know everything!"

Wei Lou said without comment.

Shen Tang couldn't see how proud he was: "Even if it's true, don't you, an old man like you, have it? As long as I can trap you for a day, I will be able to get the so-called moat out of you sooner or later..."

This reminded Wei Lou.

"There was a young man before... At that time, I still didn't know why he dared to appear in Wu Zhaode's camp. After saying this, I understood a little bit. Is he one of yours? Counting the time with your fingers, the first seven days should have passed. Lord Shen is afraid that he will be disappointed."

"Impossible, you are deceiving everyone with your monstrous words!"

Shen Tang subconsciously thought of Luan Xin.

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Tangmei: I’m in a bad mood. When the weather gets cold, let Qi State go bankrupt.

PS: When I woke up in the morning, I saw people talking about the earthquake in my circle of friends. I was wondering when it happened. When I looked at the time, I saw that I was still sleeping deeply at that time...