Back Off, Let Me Come

Gu Chi stared at Shen Tang nervously.

I'm afraid that my lord will do something bad. When she sobers up later, she will definitely mark herself down.

but--

Gu Chi stared at him for a long time, but the latter remained motionless.

He was used to the noisy voice of his lord, but now it was so quiet that he was uncomfortable with it. Thinking back to the earth-shattering words at the banquet, he was not sure whether his master would remember it after he was drunk.

After careful consideration, he said words of comfort: "Master, are you still feeling distressed?"

Shen Tang finally responded. She straightened her upper body and did not move. She just tilted her head slightly and asked with her peripheral vision.

Gu Chi said: "...It's that Xun Hanzhang..."

Shen Tang asked indifferently: "Why do you feel sorry for him?"

Gu Chi: "...I don't feel sorry for Xun Hanzhang, I feel sorry for the gold he spent. But now that the world is in chaos and the situation in the northwest is turbulent, we can rest and recuperate for two or three years through this battle. But since we are in this world of mortals, we can't do anything To stay out of the matter. Sooner or later, he will always be involved in the quagmire of war. Xun Hanzhang's ability cannot be buried, which means that in the future, my lord..."

Shen Tang said quietly: "I have little wealth."

Gu Chi: "..."

His lord was so calm that he couldn't get used to it.

Not long ago, I was crying and howling.

Shen Tang's expression was as cold and calm as the bright moon on the horizon, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Gold and silver are just common things. They can only be exchanged for three meals a day, clothing and wealth. Without it, you will never die of hunger."

As the head of a county, the government agency takes care of her food, clothing, and accommodation. She can also use food to satisfy her hunger, so she doesn't need any money at all.

There is not much difference whether you have wealth luck or not.

Gu Chi was stunned for a few breaths when he heard this.

He cupped his hands and said with a smile: "My lord is open-minded, I am not as good as me."

Shen Tang pursed his lips and added.

"It's not that I feel bad anyway."

Gu Chi: "..."

Shen Tang suddenly changed from being indifferent and cold, and his eyes were slightly more smiling, as if the moonlight gauze was dyed with a little faintness: "Anyway, after I wake up, the other me will feel uncomfortable for me."

Gu Chi almost lost his voice: "Lord, you..."

Shen Tang: "We are all alone, what are we afraid of?"

Gu Chi: "...not afraid."

Shen Tang was noncommittal, then thought of something again, and said with a smile: "I was indeed a bit naughty when I was young, and I always waited for the tide."

Gu Chi: "...Chi has a question."

Shen Tang said: "You ask."

Gu Chi said bluntly: "How old is your master now?"

He is the one who knows the most about Shen Tang's secrets among his subordinates, and he also knows that this lord is inextricably linked to the Gongxi clan. However, my lord had no impression of this.

The man in front of me is quite steady. I wonder how much he still remembers?

Shen Tang shook his head slightly: "I don't remember..."

Seeing Gu Chi's disbelief, she took the initiative to explain.

"...I can't remember anything...but I'm sure that my mind is more mature than mine when I was young, so I should be older than her."

Gu Chi: "..."

To be honest, he didn't think the lord in front of him was any more mature than the one who wasn't drunk. The lord in front of me was the one who would draw his sword and kill someone if he disagreed. Didn't you stand up for Chu Yao before and threatened to behead Chu Jie?

Fewer expressions do not equate to mental maturity.

It's just that these complaints are hard to express.

He was afraid that the other party would become angry and strike him with a sword.

Gu Chi: "You can't keep yesterday. If you don't remember it, you won't remember it. In our hearts, the lord will always be the lord, and that's enough. It's just that, lord, you drank too much today. You should go back to the camp to rest earlier, instead of The night breeze is blowing. If you accidentally catch the cold, Chu Wuhui will investigate and drink a pot of water from the pool." He unconsciously used the tone he used to coax his younger brothers and sisters.

Shen Tang said: "It's not the night wind."

Gu Chi: "Is it sobering up?"

Shen Tang shook his head and opened the red cloth wine seal with one hand.

Said: "No, I came to pay homage to a friend."

"Who are you paying tribute to?"

How can your lord have time to expand his circle of friends if he is so obsessed with work? Gu Chi couldn't lock his target for a while.

Shen Tang revealed the answer: "Yan Xingning."

This answer was completely beyond Gu Chi's expectation: "Yan Xingning? Yanan? When did this person become the Lord's friend?"

"We share the same goals, so how can we not be considered friends?"

Gu Chi also knew something about Yan'an, and he sighed at this moment: "It's a pity - the outside world misunderstood him a lot."

Shen Tang poured the wine on the ground: "It's enough for one or two people to know about this turbid dust. So do I."

Gu Chi agreed with the first half of the sentence but objected to the second half.

How come there are only one or two people in the world who know the master?

With my lord's... this indescribable physique, there will be more like-minded followers in the future, and they will definitely not be walking alone like Yan'an. Gu Chi retorted quietly in his heart, then saw his master reaching out to him: "Did you bring any musical instruments?"

Gu Chi: "..."

Ah, forget it, right? ? ?

Shen Tang raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's that look in your eyes?"

Gu Chixiao took half a step back, unnaturally: "Chi knows that the lord wants to play a piece of mournful music for Yan Xingning, but most of the sad music is to commemorate Chaodu... Yan Xingning can also be regarded as helping the lord, repaying kindness with hatred. Let’s not do it, right?”

As soon as the Lord's sorrow comes out...

Directly crossing from transcendence to soul flying and annihilation.

Shen Tang was annoyed: "Who told you to be naughty now? Do I know my music theory level? Bring it here!"

Gu Chi reluctantly contributed the piccolo.

Then--

The sound of the flute is like a cold glow, brightening the sky, breaking through the rustling north wind, and blending with the moonlight of heaven and earth.

Sadness and music have always been as heavy as gray, with all kinds of reluctance and sadness, which makes the heart depressed. However, Gu Chi could hear in the lord's flute music with an unknown tune that he could hear a bit of open-mindedness and ease that led people to sing loudly. Close your eyes, and you can seem to see a tall and tall figure as tall as pine and bamboo, walking alone through the vast sea of ​​clouds.

Wearing the moonlight, wave goodbye to the billowing dust.

By the time he came to his senses, the sound of the flute had already stopped.

Having lived in a noisy and dangerous world all year round, he had never felt so light and relaxed in body and mind as at this moment.

Gu Chi couldn't help but ask: "What is this tune called?"

"I don't remember. If you want to give it a serious name, let's call it 'Du Hun'..." Shen Tang looked back at the national border barrier and murmured softly, "To cross him to feast on Xingning, and to cross the battle to sleep forever. The heroic spirits here. I just hope that there will be no more disputes in this world."

Gu Chi's eyebrows softened: "That's difficult - but at least, the master is not like Yan Xingning walking alone -"

Shen Tang handed the piccolo back: "Thank you for your kind words."

At this time, the halo of the morning sun turned the clouds orange-red, as if a pair of invisible hands tore open a corner of the night, and more and more light joined in, slowly but surely expanding along this gap. Until that morning light jumped up the mountain.

The two returned one after the other.

Gu Chi took advantage of the fact that his lord was still drunk and asked him a question that he had been curious about for a long time: "My lord, I have a question."

"you say."

"Why is my master's music theory normal?"

Shen Tang seemed to have fallen into a suspicious silence.

After a long while, he confessed: "I only know this song."

Without him, practice makes perfect.

Gu Chi: "Oh."

Change the subject intelligently.

Continuing to delve deeper, he was afraid that his lord would become angry due to shame.