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Chapter 1118 1118: Annexation of Gao Guo () [Ask for double monthly votes]

Shen Tang felt like his brain was in knots.

"Young beautiful scholar's way is to "win people's favor", so your consummation ceremony will not be-" The mind quickly flashed to Yuan Liang, who had the same spirit as Lio Jia, ah no, the same spirit. As the master of these two people, she has to tell her conscience that they are both equally guilty! It can be deduced from this that Liu Jia's consummation ceremony is most likely related to benefiting oneself at the expense of others, so Shen Tang made a bold assumption and carefully verified it, "Could it be that the consummation ceremony of a lurking third party steals the results at the moment of the other party's consummation?"

This is called "taking advantage of others"!

If she guesses correctly, Lio Jia's way of being a scribe will really take "loss" to a new level! The evil is even greater than when Yuan Liang destroyed the consummation ceremony of the first ascension. Both parties must fight to the death!

Liao Jia was surprised at first, and then showed a subtle and evil smile.

"He who knows me is my lord!"

Some details are not correct, but it is generally correct.

Alas, in fact, the way to achieve perfection in the way of the scribes is somewhat related to one's own ability. Lio Jia had some guesses before he knew the content of the ceremony. Taking away what others like must be related to the seven emotions and six desires.

What are the seven emotions?

Joy, anger, sorrow, fear, love, evil, desire.

What are the six desires?

Life, death, ears, eyes, mouth, nose.

No matter which one it was, it was definitely not easy, and Liao Jia did not dare to spread the speculation for fear of causing unnecessary panic among his colleagues. Although he did not intend to deceive his colleagues, he could not stand up to his colleagues' disbelief. The most immoral officials in the court of King Kang were Chu Yao who prayed for good deeds! These people will plot against their colleagues for their own benefit, especially Qi Yuanliang!

Liao Jia could only put the matter on hold for the time being.

Until he figured out the correct conditions for a successful ceremony, he was really worried - what proportion of the population did literary scholars account for? How many of these people are scribes? How many people who have the way of being a scribe are qualified to have a glimpse of the door to perfection?

How many of these people are 100% sure of reaching Consummation?

Shen Tang helplessly raised his forehead: "There's no need to boast."

To be honest, as the lord, she also felt guilty.

To use a simple and crude metaphor——

The way to become a perfect scholar is to take the college entrance examination, which requires the scores to reach the admission line of Tsinghua and Peking University. Liao Jia is a special candidate, forced to become a college entrance examination blacklist. If he wants to go to Tsinghua and Peking University, he can only change another candidate's test paper to his own name without anyone noticing, or hack into the college entrance examination system and change the score of another candidate who meets the score requirements to his own. No matter which one, he can reap the benefits and successfully enter Tsinghua and Peking University_(:з」∠)_

As for that unlucky candidate?

Just repeat it for one year and then take the exam.

What are the exam questions for the second year? Is it difficult?

It’s all up to fate!

Listening to this metaphor really makes your blood pressure soar.

Shen Tang tried hard to get this metaphor out of her mind, otherwise she would not be able to help Liao Jia. Facing Liao Jia's expectant eyes, she smiled reluctantly: "Well, you're a little late."

Liao Jia slightly regretted it.

"Mei Jinghe has completed the ceremony?"

Shen Tang shook his head.

Lia Jia said: "That means it failed? It's a pity, but it's normal. The completion ceremony rarely succeeds in one go."

Shen Tang nodded and shook his head.

She clasped her cheeks with her fingers in embarrassment, and her erratic eyes were full of guilt: "Shaomei, well, it's a long story. I thought of beating Mei Jinghe, so I got three Zen positions with Wu Xian. The edict forced her to start the ceremony in advance. If you had come half a month earlier, you would have made this trip in time. "

Who knew there was still demand here in Liajia?

If she had known this, she would have changed her plan.

Secretly assisting Mei Jinghe to complete the ceremony 100%, and then letting Liao Jia reap the fruits of victory when the other party thought it was successful. I believe that the blow after the great joy will be even more frustrating.

It's a pity, it's a pity that Liao Jia came late.

Lio Jia: "..."

What made Lia Jia even more shocked was that during the evening banquet, which was held for Ning Yan to perfect her career as a scholar, she suddenly became listless and the flowers on her temples withered. He was so shocked that he had a dejected look on his face. He poured drinks into his mouth in gulps, a standard way of drinking to drown his sorrows.

Uninformed people thought that Liao Jia was dissatisfied with Ning Yan.

In order to put an end to this misunderstanding, Shen Tang ended up as the lord to smooth things over. She did not reveal how Liao Jia's way of being a scribe could be perfected, only that his consummation ceremony was related to Mei Jinghe. Shaomei knew that Mei Jinghe's ceremony had been ruined and that she had missed a precious opportunity, so she felt depressed instead of having any objections to Tunan.

Everyone showed sympathy for Liao Jia.

It's such a pity that Liao Jia came at an unlucky time.

Ning Yan worriedly said: "Is it necessary for Mei Jinghe to do it?"

In some special circumstances, the consummation rituals of two scribes will indeed overlap. They will either help each other and achieve consummation together, or they will compete tit-for-tat and choose one of the two to advance. Mei Meng is an enemy of Kang State, and the two sides have conflicting positions. If the latter situation is okay, if it is the former, won't Lio Jia's consummation ceremony be unfettered by others?

If Mei Meng doesn’t cooperate, will she never be able to achieve perfection?

Ning Yan was worried about this, and Luan Xin was also worried when he heard this. He subconsciously leaned forward slightly and kept looking towards Shen Tang from the corner of his eye.

I was afraid that Shen Tang or Liao Jia would give bad news.

Shen Tang hesitated for a moment: "Well, it doesn't have to be Mei Meng, but if you can choose, it's better to choose her as much as possible."

It’s good for Liao Jia and good for everyone.

You can't let Liao Jia deceive your colleagues, right?

The perfect way of being a scribe requires the right time, right place and right people. Once you fail, the assessment content will be changed and the difficulty will be raised to a higher level. Even my parents would not give up the precious perfect spot and take the exam again. Shen Tang also didn't want Liao Jia to attack his own people. If he wanted to cause harm, he would harm the enemy.

Ning Yan heard a strange meaning and was as sharp as she was. She vaguely guessed the truth and said carefully: "It's just that Mei Jinghe should have fled back to Qi State at this time. We don't know her second time." The content of the ceremony, and I don’t know when she will start the second consummation ceremony... This matter is really difficult to deal with. "

Shen Tang also sighed.

There was a lot of slander in my heart.

You said that Liao Jia is already "taking people's favor", so why does it have to be stipulated that he can only take away the fresh and warm way of perfect scribes? Isn’t it okay to seize other methods of perfect scribes that have already been revealed?

Shen Tang can still catch one for him.

For example, Wei Lou, the old man.

The main thing is to make the best use of one thing.

The ministers exchanged cups and some were drunk, and Ning Yan, as the protagonist, was toasted in turn - even though her colleagues were saying congratulations, they felt a little sour in their hearts. The perfection of the scribe's way is a height that many people cannot reach in their lifetime, and they cry with envy.

Ning Yan has a good drinking capacity and will not refuse anyone who comes.

She is not completely passive. When others drink her, she will make them dance. Even if they don't know how to dance, they will sing a little song and recite two little poems. The civil servants were more reserved, but the military commanders were very generous.

Qian Yong placed the wine cup on the table.

He swung his clothes, stuffed them into his waist, stretched out his hands, shook his head and twisted his waist, and then left. Other colleagues drew their swords, played them, composed music, and sang with their hands on the table. All the tunes were improvised.

Everyone applauded. Wei Shou glanced at his mouth, threw away his chopsticks, turned over and left the court, and then made a deft leap like a tiger. The cheers from the sidelines were even higher. Wei Shou invited a fight: "Uncle Qian, let's compete."

Hey guys, this is a dance fight.

Everyone at the banquet consciously divided into two camps.

You play the gongs and I play the drums, and the atmosphere is lively.

Gong Xiqiu saw two big men dancing and sweating profusely. They danced like tigers and tigers with every step, sometimes like dragons and tigers, sometimes like luan and phoenix flying. The figures reflected in the candlelight were like wild beasts testing each other on the ground. Attack contains explosive power.

After looking at it for a while, I felt itchy to try it.

He shouted: "I'm coming too!"

There is nothing light and slender about the dance of the generals in the military camp. The dance steps are wide and open, and the rhythm is enthusiastic and unrestrained. The main purpose is to show the momentum and power. Jimo Qiu wanted to stop him, but Gong Xiqiu had disappeared. Everyone was having a great time, and Shen Tang didn't stop.

The central area was in chaos, so she quietly came to Liao Jia's side and said comfortingly: "Don't be discouraged, young beauty. We are a big family now and have a big business. With the power of a country, we still can't find a qualified scapegoat? There really isn't anyone who meets the requirements. After the battle in Gaoguo is over, we will look at the situation and go to Mei Jinghe’s house to intercept Hu.”

By the way, let's give Qi Guo some color.

Shen Tang calculated the time in his mind.

At this moment, Cui Hui and Miao Na should be on their way to Qi State. Under the candlelight, her eyes flashed with creepy calculations: "Well, Mei Jinghe is indeed suitable."

Liao Jia nodded: "Thank you, Lord."

He also wanted to try his luck.

Mei Jinghe missed out, and Lio Jia planned to take a long vacation to look for suitable candidates in other areas. Compared with other colleagues, Liao Jia's scribe's ways were too useless. For so many years, he could only pray for good in disgust and harm the unlucky Lord, and was almost useless on the frontal battlefield. Liao Jia is not that obsessed with military achievements, but he is not first in literature and second in military affairs. As a literary scholar, he does not want to lose to anyone, let alone be pulled down by newcomers who will join the officialdom in the future.

He is not alone in this trouble.

The same goes for Chu Yao.

It’s not easy to get a clue, no matter how difficult it is, you have to give it a try.

Shen Tang patted him on the shoulder: "Would you like to play too?"

As he spoke, he looked at the noisy crowd.

All generals are extroverted.

Even though their limbs are as stiff as if they were in plaster, having the same hands and feet doesn't stop them from dancing wildly, making them stand out. Gong Xiqiu was like a fish in water in this situation, like a big snake that could twist twists and turns. If Jimo Qiu played the flute to music for him again, the smell would come up immediately. Most of the civil servants were reserved, but there was also one who was accidentally dragged into playing.

Shen Tang was so noisy that his head hurt, but he didn't stop him.

Occasionally, you need to release your nature and relieve stress.

The demons in Kang State were dancing wildly, and the envoys from Gao State were restless. They were eating without knowing the taste, just like chewing wax. The excitement at the banquet had nothing to do with them, they only felt that the noise was annoying. They asked to see Shen Tang again, but Shen Tang looked at them with a half-smile. That look seemed to reveal the biggest secret in their hearts.

"If I dare to ask, I wonder what Mr. Shen thinks about it?"

"There's nothing to consider." Shen Tang's response was not embarrassing at all, and he looked at the envoy's sudden change of expression, "I thought that your family could be passed down for many generations and had long understood the essence of human relations and sophistication, but I didn't want to - tsk, It's destiny, it's destiny. Now, shouldn't you be asking me to give you a way out? Why are you so confused that you still want to bargain with me? You can't let anyone take away your bargaining chip! Chips are called chips, and chips that can be taken away are called fat! "

"Gao Guo is already a turtle in a urn, let alone you?"

"The soldiers and horses have not moved yet, but the food and grass go first." The envoy from Gaoguo's back was wet with sweat, but he still forced his mouth to say, "Jun Shen's time to found the country is still short. If this battle is delayed for one more day, the food and grass will..."

Shen Tang waved his hand: "That's you."

She smiled and sat up straight: "Kang country has no shortage of food and grass."

Then he said despairing words: "Don't say that if you delay it for another three to five months, or another three to five years, the impact will not be big, but if you want to bargain with me and ask for my land and my people, the impact will be very bad." . Under the heaven, is it the king’s land! You want to take my things, and you think it’s for my own good?”

Haha, are you okay with your brain?

Shen Tang threw the empty wine cup in his hand not far away from the envoy. The wine cup shattered with a sound, and the fragments flew. Her eyes were filled with darkness that was darker than the night, and she could see people as if they had fallen into an ice cellar with just one glance: "On the day when my cavalry conquers the high country, what belongs to me will only belong to me. If you want to abandon the darkness and turn to the light, you should be welcome. , don’t think about anything else. Messenger, do you still have any doubts?”

The messenger's body was stiff and he did not dare to move.

An aura like a mountain was pressing on his shoulders.

He was sure that if he said something that did not suit Shen Tang's wishes, the momentum would be completely suppressed and his internal organs would be strangled into pulp. Under the ever-present shadow of death, the envoy from the High Kingdom tried his best to squeeze out the ugliest smile in his life.

"Ming, understand, no doubt!"

Shen Tang was satisfied: "Well, that's good."

Look, wouldn’t it be convenient to communicate like this?

The Gaoguo mission left on the second day, bringing back the worst news. Shen Tang didn't care at all how gloomy those aristocratic families were. She just went step by step, dispatched soldiers and generals, and three lines of troops approached the border of Gao Kingdom. This fight will not stop until she says it will stop!

In response, Zhang Wenwu was inspired.

During the truce between the two armies, they couldn't hold it in any longer.

It was clear that he had won the battle, but he had to rest where he was. Watching the enemy's remnants flee back to rest, the feeling was really more uncomfortable than killing himself. They can tolerate their colleagues taking more military honors than themselves, but they cannot tolerate their military merits being extended and running back to the base camp.

When it comes to starting a war, one becomes more active than the other. How could the harmony of the happy dance that night be there if the fight turned red and the neck was thick?

You step on me and I'll spray you in the face.

There is only one core——

My colleagues are all noobs, I/I are the best at fighting!

Shen Tang: "..."

In Kangguo, warlikeness is also a virtue.

The movement of the army was too big to be concealed from Wu Xian.

He suddenly sent someone over to ask for a meeting with Shen Tang.

Shen Tang took the time to meet Wu Xian. It had been just over a month since the last meeting. Wu Xian seemed to be more than ten years older, and his back was not as straight as his youthful self. Shen Tang sighed and said: "It's bitter cold in the army, but it's not as graceful and wealthy as Brother Zhaode's palace. If you find it uncomfortable to live there, I will ask my subordinates to find another place for Brother Zhaode to live in."

Wu Xian didn't talk nonsense with Shen Tang.

Before Shen Tang came, he had made psychological preparations for a long time, and it was not as difficult as he imagined to say some words: "It's not for this, I just want to ask for something. I have my concubine Mi and her two sons and two daughters... I hope Shen Jun can take care of the friendship back then, Spare their lives."

"Sixth year after the disaster, I saved my farm by growing bean sprouts"

Author: Song of Thorns

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