Back Off, Let Me Come

Shen Tang's front legs returned to the hospital, and Qi Shan's rear legs came out from nowhere. His eyes switched back and forth between Shen and Tang. Judging from his expression, he seemed to be thinking about where his lord came from rolling in a pig pen and how he became so dirty. so?

Qishan seemed to be heartbroken: "Lord!"

Kang Shi's heart skipped a beat when he heard this voice. He was now afraid of seeing Qi Shan. Seeing the latter striding over, his eyelids twitched wildly and he hurriedly said: "Yuanliang, it's not what you think."

Shen Tang also said subconsciously: "I didn't go riding a pig!"

Shen Tang occasionally thought about that big mountain pig, which was a thief and a thief, so he went back to the pig pen to have a look at it. Every time he whispered that he wanted to kill it, it jumped up very fast. When Shen Tang saw it, he thought of the good things he had experienced with his friend Zhai Le, so he kept it.

I don’t know where Xiaofang went back to her hometown.

Was the journey safe and smooth?

Others see things and miss others.

Shen Tang misses his friends when he meets Zhu Zhu.

Kang Shi: "...Ride, ride a pig???"

Qishan: "..."

Does this count as asking for help? ?

Qishan secretly took a long, deep breath, trying hard to suppress his blood pressure that was about to rise again, and trying to squeeze out a forced smile - he couldn't be angry! Don't be angry! This is the lord he personally selected! This lord is only in his early twenties!

If there are any conflicts, just communicate.

It’s not worth it to make yourself angry.

For a few breaths, Qishan gave himself psychological counseling.

only--

"Ji Shou, what's wrong with you?"

His master is dirty, dusty, and smelly, but he can force himself to endure it and wash it off and get it clean again.

But there is no need to be patient with Kang Shi.

He noticed two obvious black footprints in front of Kang Shi's body, as well as red scratches on his arms, backs of hands, and fingers. Some of them were even scabbed. At first glance, they looked like they had been scratched by a wild cat.

But who is Qi Shan?

He is a senior cat scavenger with extensive experience in raising cats. He can tell at a glance whether a cat scratched something.

Rather than saying that the mark was scratched by a wild cat, it would be better to say that it was scratched by someone. When he thought of some of Kang Shi's peculiar hobbies, Qishan's eyes immediately became very "core-kind".

Kang Shi raised his hand and looked at the wound on the back of his hand. It was okay if he didn't pay attention to it. When he noticed the existence of the wound, he felt a small pain spreading along the wound. He said with a gloomy look: "I won't mention it, I bumped into it on the road. We found a messy thief. He was not well-behaved when he was caught. He beat him with a rake and started biting and scratching..."

"Thief? Caught?"

Kang Shi replied: "Of course I caught him."

You stole from the lord and him and still want to escape?

But when he thought of the miserable appearance of the thief, Kang Shi's anger was extinguished. Survival is not easy, even for adults with strong limbs, let alone orphans without fathers and mothers?

The thief was not very young and had no other means of survival except begging and stealing. Fortunately, this time I met them and other people, and even if I was beaten to death in the street, no one would even look at me twice.

Kang Shi: "Two more days will improve your memory."

Qishan said: "I still have some wound medicine there. Take it and treat the wound carefully. Don't leave any dirt behind."

Although it is winter and the weather is cold and it is not easy to breed dirt, those thieves who work at the bottom do not like to clean themselves. Their bodies are dirty, sour and smelly. Who knows what their hands have touched and what dirt is hidden in their nails?

Qi Shan, as a shit shoveler, has a good relationship with Su Shang. He will inevitably be scratched twice during daily interactions (such as giving Su Shang a bath), so he always has blood-activating and muscle-promoting medicine for injuries.

Kang Shi nodded.

Most of the ruins of the main hall of the administration have been cleared, and the collected letters have been moved to a temporary tent.

Why not put it in another room?

Haha, because most of the other rooms in the institution collapsed and were basically uninhabitable, Shen Tang wanted to curse after hearing this.

Qi Shan rushed back after hearing the news.

"...Then where will I stay at night?"

Qishan said: "My lord, I feel wronged and will spend the night in the tent. Shan has already sent people to clean up other places and we will move there tomorrow."

The local gangsters were cleared away, and their house was vacated. With a little tidying up, it would be fine as a temporary residence.

Shen Tang: "..."

Had I known this——

When attacking those houses, she restrained herself a little. With a grimace on her face, Shen Tang took a bath in the temporary tent and changed into clean clothes. After eating some snacks, I was ready to continue burning the midnight oil.

Why--

When will she be free to rest?

Looking at the pile of letters that had barely gone down, Shen Tang held her chin in trance, maybe she knew enough about it, and she could just break it into several for use. Thinking of this, Shen Tang, who was suddenly possessed by the second disease, put down the pen in his hand and formed a seal with his hands.

"The card needs to be moved a few times!"

Qi Shan, holding a new pile of bamboo slips in one hand and lifting the curtain of the tent with the other, said: "...???"

Shen Tang was stunned on the spot and quickly put down his hands.

"Why didn't Yuanliang inform him when he came in?"

As a painter with the soul of Chuuni burning in her body, she also felt that this scene made her so embarrassed that she could tear out three rooms and two living rooms.

Qishan said: "It has been reported."

Shen Tang: "..."

Fortunately, Qi Shan did not ask Shen Tang what that strange gesture was, nor what bird song she was mumbling.

Then I thought about it, it's normal. The pronunciation is different ten miles away, and the customs are different ten miles away. Even if I pray for good, I won't know all the dialects.

But this time the second grade illness actually inspired Shen Tang.

She grabbed the pen and looked at the profile of Qi Shan, who was not far away with his head lowered while handling the slips, and a bold idea came to her mind.

"Yuan Liang."

"My lord said." Qi Shan was good at multi-tasking. While focusing on the official duties at hand, he also did not forget to respond to Shen Tang, "Shan, listen."

"Does Yuan Liang have an external incarnation of the spirit of speech?"

Praying for kindness, he paused slightly while raising his pen.

He said nothing but looked up at Shen Tang.

it is more than words.

Lord, which one of the words do you want to harm? ? ?

Shen Tang read the above information from his subtle eyes, and immediately curled his lips and said: "What is Yuanliang's look like? I just feel that these things are too many. With so many people, how can Ma Yue handle them all? What do you think? right?"

Qi Shan said calmly: "If my lord didn't say these words just now, could you read two more copies and see if you think so?"

Shen Tang: "..."

Forced to ask: "Just tell me if there is such a spirit of speech!"

Qishan said: "Yes, but it's not easy to learn."

Multitasking is not easy to manage.

and--

Qishan also didn't expect that his lord wanted to learn it so that multiple people could deal with the pile of documents at hand. This was too luxurious.

Half an hour later.

Kang Shi brought the household registration statistics registered today for Shen Tang to take a look at, opened the curtain of the simple tent, and saw the three lords at once! ! ! The three lords looked up at him at the same time, smiled at him, and waved at the same time.

She also called him at the same time: "Ji Shou is here."

Kang Shi: "..."

It is not correct to say there are three protagonists.

One of them is normal, but the other two can be seen at a glance as being condensed from literary energy, and should be the incarnation of literary energy.

Kang Shi immediately turned his eyes to Qi Shan.

Qi Shan turned his face away from his eyes and asked.

Kang Shi: "..."

This is the first time he has seen someone willing to expend a huge amount of "half-hearted" speech and energy, summoning the incarnation of literary energy, just to catch up on government affairs. My lord, you are such a ruthless person!

Seeing that his expression was at a loss for words, Shen Tang asked, "Don't Ji Shou think this method is very efficient?"

She was still waiting for Kang Shi to praise her.

Kang Shi nodded perfunctorily: "Yes, yes."

The number of letters piled up in the tent was visibly reduced.

"It's good to have it." Shen Tang was a little proud, he was really a little genius, and asked, "Ji Shou never thought about it before?"

Is she really a unique genius? ? ?

Kang Shi's expression was hard to describe: "Any kind of literary soul that incarnates literary energy not only consumes a lot of literary energy but also seriously consumes the mind. Literary scribes are also different from brave warriors. Literary energy recovers slowly. Generally, no literary scribes would do this..."

The courageous warrior's martial energy transforms into a weapon that tires the body, while the literary scholar's literary energy transforms into a tired brain. Once overused, he will have a splitting headache. If you just get one salary, there is no need to work three jobs, right? Kangshi expressed his incomprehension about this involution.

"There is absolutely no need to fight hard."

Reject malicious involution in the workplace.

Shen Tang: "..."

The result of extravagantly abusing the incarnation of civility in handling government affairs was that Shen Tang almost couldn't get up the next day. It seemed as if there were 800 Gongxi Qiu hitting her on the left side of the head with a hammer, and 800 Zhai Xiaofang hitting her on the right side of the head with a hammer. Her head was buzzing.

Numerous and redundant memories are fighting in my mind.

She was as erect as a salted fish, motionless.

It took a while to calm down.

"You really have to be careful when using the avatar of literary spirit when working overtime." Shen Tang somewhat understands the fundamental reason why it is not popular among literary scholars to use the avatar of literary spirit for workplace involution. If this thing doesn't have the physique of "Naludo", don't try it easily. .

Shen Tang's life has been very regular recently.

Open your eyes, get up, get dressed, wash up, eat breakfast, work, eat two pancakes to cushion your stomach when hungry, continue working, work until sunrise, then sunset, take a short rest, eat, continue working, work until moonrise Zhongtian.

Shen Tang deeply doubted that if this life schedule continued, Heyin would not be built yet. She would either have a lumbar disc herniation or suffer from hemorrhoids... Thinking back to those days, she was not such a social creature when she was urged by editors to write manuscripts! ! !

I have been busy for several days and I don’t know what night it is.

Finally able to take a breath, Shen Tang finally got away from the ocean of work temporarily and stretched out. Not far away, two literary incarnations "Shen Tang" were also beating their shoulders, pinching the bridge of their noses, Relax stiff limbs.

Yes, literary spirit incarnate.

Shen Tang found that after using Wenqi Avatar for three or four hours, he only had a headache for a quarter of an hour the next morning, and the headache time gradually shortened as he became more proficient in using it. Shen Tang did not hesitate to start the ultimate involution mode of the workplace lord!

Trade a quarter of an hour of headache for eight hours of efficiency.

It’s so worth it!

The more you use it, the better it gets!

"Hiss - if you stay busy for more than half a month, you will feel a little more relaxed -" Shen Tang did some stretching exercises facing the lotus pond.

Although most of the Zhang family's house was destroyed, the remaining part is still exquisite and luxurious. As for the small lotus pond in front of them, they spent a lot of manpower to introduce running water from the moat outside the city, and put a huge piece of water at the bottom of the lotus pond. Warm jade.

Before Zhang's downfall, maids and servants surrounded the lotus pond every day with huge silk and satin, or burned charcoal fires. After generations of improvements, the lotus pond was in full bloom all year round, making it green and moving. You can still smell the refreshing fragrance of lotus at this moment.

"Jun Shen."

It was the familiar little official from that day.

Shen Tang: "Is something wrong?"

The implication is that if you have nothing to do, go to work.

Didn't you see that she, the county governor, was so curly?

"Jun Shen, what should we do with the beggar we caught that day?"

Shen Tang had been so busy these days, day and night, that he was a little slow to perceive time. He couldn't remember how long the little beggar had been imprisoned. Then he asked: "How many days have you been detained?"

The clerk replied: "It's been six days."

Shen Tang was shocked when he heard this: "Six days?"

This is closed for a long time.

After a few days, he probably had learned enough lessons, so Shen Tang asked the clerk to let him go, but he would have to be responsible for one more mouth while he was locked up.

The clerk received the order and was about to go down when he was stopped. She said: "Wait a minute - you bring that beggar over."

"only."

The clerk took the order and went down.

Shen Tang had enough rest and continued working.

The incarnation of Wenqi is still busy. It is not good for her to be lazy as the main body. I was so busy that I lost track of time. I didn't even know when the clerk brought the beggar or how long he waited outside the door.

When she realized that the sky outside was darker than before.

"come in."

The clerk bowed and said, "Wei."

After speaking, he winked at the beggar standing behind him.

The beggar followed the clerk in. Before Shen Tang could say anything, he knelt down on the ground and gave Shen Tang a big salute.

At this moment, the three Shen Tangs all stopped what they were doing.

"Get up, what does it look like to kneel down?"

Kneeling is not popular in this era.

Not to mention that she is just a county guard. Even when she meets the king, she does not need to kneel down. She only needs to perform a common ritual. Only by kneeling down and worshiping the gods and Buddhas of heaven and earth can she be entitled to enjoy it. Shen Noumenon Tang stood up and walked around the table, grabbing the thin beggar from the ground with one hand.

The beggar at this time was very different from before.

Not only was he clean and there was no odor on his body, he even changed into a pair of fully patched but still respectable coarse linen clothes and a pair of clean and warm old shoes on his feet. When Shen Tang saw this, he glanced at the clerk and thought that the clerk asked the beggar to wash up and come back just for the sake of "face".

The look in her eyes was very obvious, and the clerk hurriedly explained.

"This is what Mr. Kang meant."

"Ji Shou?"

The clerk said: "Yes."

On the first night when the beggar was locked up, Kang Shi privately told people to clean up the beggar well. It was said that they were being detained, but in fact they were not thrown into a cell. The place had not been tidied up, it was damp, cold, sour and smelly, with drafts from all sides. Rats and insects were crawling all over the floor, and there was dried feces and urine everywhere. A thinly dressed beggar entered, let alone locked up. A few days, a day and a night are enough.

The beggar was locked up in a woodshed.

The accommodation conditions are not very good, but they are not freezing to death.

Shen Tang asked her: "Why are you kneeling to me?"

"Thank you Shen Jun for avenging Xiaomin's family."

The beggar raised his head, revealing a small face with several frostbites and scars. Although he was thin and had sunken cheeks, he could tell that he had a handsome face. If you take good care of her, she will be a little beauty when her facial features bloom.

(⊙﹏⊙)

It's a girl.

Suddenly remembering that day when the beggar uttered dirty words and his rich vocabulary could really put the generals yelling in front of the battle to shame, Shen Tang's expression became subtle for a moment, emmm... He couldn't understand how Qishan and the others felt when they were jumping up and down in front of him. Feeling.

The beggar said again: "Er Xian was rude and bumped into Mr. Shen that day."

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