Guarding the frontier at the beginning: I copied my talent

Yu Shaoyuan, Shen Ming had seen this handsome man before.

At that time, I still slandered the other party in my heart for not having talent, and I was able to achieve the position of wing coach at the age of more than forty, and I was afraid that it would be a relationship.

But in front of Yu Shaoyuan's head, the purple box was bright and dazzling.

Shen only felt very weird!

[Talent: Ming Wang Body]

[Ming King Body (Purple Talent): The body is like a rock, and the wheel does not move! The cultivation speed of the body refining exercises has increased by fifty times, and the power of the body refining exercises has been greatly increased. The body's defense has been greatly improved, and it is invulnerable! Be sane and investigate the delusion! 【

Talent value required to copy talent 8000/420】

What a terrifying talent! Shen Ming was amazed in his heart.

But what's even more terrifying is that the last time I saw Yu Shaoyuan, he obviously had no talent!

Why is it that this goodbye, the top of his head shows such a strong purple talent?

The system is error-proof. Then, there is only one possibility: the handsome man he has seen twice is not the same person!

Thinking of this, Shen Ming only felt that his back was cold.

He had no intention of participating in these conspiracies, he just wanted to get stronger.

The border army camp hides so many secrets.

Shen Ming was even more determined to leave the border army. The water was so deep that he was afraid he would drown.

"You are Shen Ming, I remember you! You did well last time. Yu Shaoyuan's hair is gray, his facial features are deep and three-dimensional, and he smiles gently.

"Xie Dashuai appreciates!" Shen Ming's current talent value is not enough, and he can't copy this talent.

I didn't want to deal with Yu Shaoyuan, so I just bowed my head and said some clichés.

"I just heard a poem that was extraordinary. But what did you do? Yu Shaoyuan didn't have much of a stand, and asked softly.

"Yu Dashuai usually likes poetry, Shen Ming, if you are proficient in this way, why don't you make the first word and give it to Dashuai." Li Qingyun intends to cultivate Shen Ming, his own soldiers can be appreciated by the marshal, and he also has a long face.

"A thief with an army can write poetry!" A rude voice suddenly sounded, but it came from behind Yang Fuping.

Everyone frowned and looked at the man, who was a head under Yang Fuping, called Luo Fei. He has a beard and is short.

"Don't be rude!" Yang Fuping scolded, turned his head to look at Shen Ming, and chuckled:

"Shen Ming, I remember that you were sentenced to be confiscated for raping and killing a people's girl, could it be that you have read books before and know how to write poetry?"

When the officers heard this, they despised Shen Ming a lot in their hearts for a while.

The crime of raping and killing people's daughters is too despised.

Yu Shaoyuan put his hands behind his back, but his face remained unchanged:

"Heroes don't ask where they come from." Shen Ming, if you can compose a poem on the spot to satisfy me, I can agree to a small request.

Everyone heard Bian Shuai's words, but they were not surprised.

Yu Dashuai is a well-known Confucian general, and he has the best poetry and lyrics in his life, but he has no talent.

I wanted to summon Shen Ming this time, firstly, I cherished my talents, and in addition, I could hear those few imposing remnants.

Shen Ming's heart turned, if he could make Yu Dashuai promise him one thing, he could wait for the opportunity to copy that purple talent after his talent value was enough.

"That subordinate is ugly!"

He has an average memory, and he can't remember much poetry in his previous life. It's not easy to find a poem that fits the occasion.

Seeing that Yu Shaoyuan was over forty years old, but he was born early, he suddenly came to inspiration and remembered a poem he had memorized in his previous life.

He paced back and forth, pondered for a moment, recited it in his mind, and made sure that it was correct.

He bowed to Shaoyuan:

"This word is dedicated to Yu Dashuai!"

Everyone was interested, but they didn't expect that this Shen Ming really knew how to compose lyrics?

Shen Ming's eyebrows froze, and he said in a deep voice:

"Drunk and looking at the sword, dreaming of blowing the horn and the camp." Eight hundred miles of fire, fifty strings turned over the outside sound, and the autumn soldiers on the battlefield! As

soon as Shangque came out, he felt that the momentum was extraordinary, and he was proud of everything in the army.

"Good!" Li Qingyun loves poetry, although he has no talent, he makes good and bad.

Hearing Shen Ming's words, he was rarely excited, his face flushed, and he couldn't stop applauding.

Although the rest of the people didn't understand it very well, they only felt that this word was so imposing, and they were thrilled to hear it!

Shen Ming stopped for a while, pretending to be pensive. This on-the-spot lyrics, if all of them are memorized at once, it will be too fake.

"The horse-made Lu is fast, and the bow is like a thunderbolt. But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death, poor white happened! Xia

Yan was sent out by Shen Mingwan.

Yu Shaoyuan listened carefully, and he was in a trance, standing in place for a long time.

"But the king of the world, won the name before and after his death, poor white happened!" He read these words softly, and his eyes were full of thoughts.

"Good! Good! Good!

Three consecutive "good" words came out of the mouth of the commander of the border army, which shows how satisfied he is with this word.

"Shen Ming, if you have any requests, it doesn't hurt to say it!"

"The subordinates are not asking for anything at present, can the marshal wait for the subordinates to think about it before coming to you?"

Shen Ming currently has no talent value, so he can only wait for the opportunity.

"Okay, if you have anything to ask for later, you can come to me directly." Yu Shaoyuan spoke softly, and looked at Shen Ming with bent eyebrows. Apparently very pleased with the word.

Everyone dispersed, and Shen Ming was pulled by Li Qingyun and chatted for a long time. Openly and secretly asked Shen Ming to compose a poem for him.

Shen Ming is willing to have a good relationship with Li Qingyun, but there are really not many poems he remembers in his previous life, and even fewer if he wants to find one that matches Li Qingyun's temperament.

I held it for a long time and I couldn't hold it back...

This disappointed Li Qingyun!

In the end, he tentatively asked if he could take Wu Feng out with him and eat some meat. Li Qingyun agreed.

It's still early.

Shen Ming, Jiang Laohan, Wu Feng. The Big Three gathered today.

Unexpectedly, He Hao learned that Shen Ming had a treat for dinner, but he also followed Jiang Laohan to come.

The four of them came to the wine shop in Beituo Village, Wu Feng also knew about it, but as a pro-soldier, he had no chance to go out, so he must have a drink with Shen Ming this time.

Wanwan was wearing a light green skirt today, holding her chin and guarding the door of the wine shop, her little face was blown red by the cold wind, as if she was waiting for someone.

Seeing Shen Ming coming, he immediately got up, full of joy, and his face turned even redder.

"Brother Shen, my family likes you! He also said that he would be your daughter-in-law when he grew up. The old man at the wine shop laughed at his granddaughter again.

At this time, Wanwan was holding a large jar of wine and walked out of the house.

Shen Ming got up and took it, looking at her face full of puffs, it was very cute, and touched her head.

Wanwan looked at Shen Ming, her eyebrows and eyes instantly bent, and her smile was like a flower.

"Brother, I think this little girl is good, when she grows up, you can take her as a wife." Wu Feng had already poured himself full of wine, and drank the meat freely, but he didn't forget to laugh at Shen Ming.

"Shen Ming is handsome, but even the yellow-haired girl likes him." He Hao followed and teased.

Wanwan was not convinced, and said playfully: "I will be eleven years old this year!" It's not a yellow-haired girl!

For a while, everyone laughed, and the wine shop was full of joy.

Jiang Laohan was in a very good mood, so he asked He Hao to call the shots, and forced Sun Ziyu to crawl under his crotch. Now that he was happy, he drank several glasses of wine with Wu Feng.

The three of them were in the middle of their heads when they suddenly heard the sound of horses' hooves.

When I looked back, it was more than two dozen people who got off their horses, covered in wind and frost.

"Old man, bring me more wine and meat! Master, I'm so hungry today! The

leader had a rude voice, but Shen Ming recognized it!