stand back, let me come

Gu Chi stared nervously at Shen Tang.

I'm afraid that my lord will do something gaffe.When she sobers up later, she will definitely make a note of herself.

but--

Gu Chi stared at it for a while, but the latter was as motionless as a mountain.

He was used to the noisy inner voice of the protagonist, but now it was so quiet that he couldn't get used to it.Thinking back to the earth-shattering voice at the banquet, he was not sure whether the lord would remember it after he was drunk.

After deliberating, he spoke words of relief: "My lord, do you still feel distressed?"

Shen Tang finally gave a response, she kept her upper body straight and did not move, she just tilted her head slightly and asked from the corner of her eye.

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

Shen Tang asked in a low voice: "Why do you feel sorry for him?"

Gu Chi: "...It's not because I feel sorry for Xun Hanzhang, but because I feel sorry for the gold he spent. But now that the world is chaotic and the situation in the northwest is turbulent, we can use this battle to recuperate for two or three years. But since we are in this world of mortals, we can't do it." Stay out of it. Sooner or later, you will always be involved in the quagmire of war. Xun Hanzhang's ability cannot be buried, which means that the lord will..."

Shen Tang said in a low voice: "There is very little wealth."

Gu Chi: "..."

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

Not long ago, I was crying like a ghost and howling like a wolf.

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

"Gold and silver are just vulgar things. What can be exchanged is three meals and clothing, and wealth. Without it, you will not die of hunger."

As the head of a county, she has food, clothing and housing to be taken care of by the government office, and she can still feed herself without using money at all.

Whether there is wealth or not, the difference is not big.

Gu Chi was stunned for a few breaths.

He cupped his hands and said with a laugh: "My lord is open-minded, I might as well."

Shen Tang pursed his lips and added something.

"It's not that I'm uncomfortable anyway."

Gu Chi: "..."

Shen Tang suddenly changed his indifference and coldness, and his eyes were slightly more smiling, as if the moonlight tulle was dyed a little dizzy: "Anyway, when I wake up from the wine, the other me will feel bad for me."

Gu Chi was almost at a loss for words: "Master, you..."

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

Gu Chi: "...not afraid."

Shen Tang was noncommittal, but remembered something, and said with a smile: "I was indeed a bit naughty when I was young, so please bear with me."

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

Shen Tang said: "You ask."

Gu Chi said directly: "How old is my lord?"

He is the one who knows the most secrets of Shen Tang among the staff, and he also knows that this lord has inextricable connections with the Gongxi clan.However, the protagonist has no impression of this.

The one in front of me is steady, how much do you remember?
Shen Tang shook his head slightly: "I don't remember..."

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

"...I can't remember anything... But I can be sure that my mind is more mature than me when I was young, and I should be older than her."

Gu Chi: "..."

With all due respect, he doesn't feel that the lord in front of him is much more mature than the lord who is not drunk.The protagonist in front of him is the one who would draw his sword and kill someone if he disagreed with each other.Didn't you stand up for Chu Yao before, threatening to cut off Chu Jie's dog's head?
A little expression does not mean a mature mind.

It's just that these complaints are not easy to open.

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

Gu Chi: "You can't keep yesterday. If you don't remember it, don'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, so you should go back to the tent to rest earlier, instead of staying in The night breeze is blowing here. If you accidentally catch the cold, Chu Wuhui will investigate it, and it will be enough to drink a pot." He unconsciously used the tone he used to coax his younger brothers and sisters.

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

Gu Chi: "Could it be sobering up?"

Shen Tang shook his head, and patted off the red cloth wine seal with one hand.

Said: "No, I'm here to pay homage to a friend."

"Who do you pay homage to?"

How can the protagonist have time to expand his circle of friends when he is obsessed with work?Gu Chi couldn't lock the target for a while.

Shen Tang revealed the answer: "Yan Xingning."

This answer was completely beyond Gu Chi's expectations: "Yan Xingning? Yan An? When did this person become the lord's friend?"

"If you share the same goals, how can you not count them as friends?"

Gu Chi also knew a little about Yan An, so he couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity—the outside world misunderstood him a lot."

Shen Tang poured the wine on the ground: "This billowing dust, one or two people who know him is enough. I am the same."

Gu Chi agreed with the first half of the sentence, but opposed the second half.

How come there are only one or two people in the world who know the lord?
With the lord's... this indescribable physique, there will be more like-minded followers in the future, and he will definitely not walk alone like Yan Anna.Gu Chi retorted softly in his heart, and saw the lord reaching out to him: "Do you have a musical instrument?"

Gu Chi: "..."

Ah, forget it? ? ?
Shen Tang raised his eyebrows and asked back, "What kind of eyes do you have?"

Gu Chi took a small step back, unnaturally: "Chi knows that the lord wants to play a piece of sad music, and give away Yan Xingning, but most of the sad music is for the memory... Yan Xingning can also be counted as helping the lord. Shall we quit it?"

As soon as the lord's sorrow and joy come out...

Directly from transcendence to soul flying and annihilation.

Shen Tang was angry: "Who told you to be naughty at this moment? How can I not know my level of music theory? Bring it here!"

Gu Chi reluctantly contributed the piccolo.

Then--

The sound of the flute is like a ray of cold light, loud and bright in the sky, breaking through the rustling north wind, and blending with the sky, earth and moonlight.

Sorrows and joys have always been gray-like heavy, with reluctance and melancholy, and depression in my heart.However, Gu Chi could hear a bit of open-mindedness and ease in the flute of the protagonist's unknown tune.When I close my eyes, I seem to be able to see a tall and straight figure like a pine and a bamboo, stepping through the vast sea of ​​clouds alone.

Dressed in moonlight, wave goodbye to this billowing dust.

When he came back to his senses, the sound of the flute had already stopped.

He has lived in the noisy and treacherous environment all year round, and he has never been so relaxed physically and mentally like this moment.

Gu Chi couldn't help asking: "What's the name of this tune?"

"I don't remember. If you want to choose a serious name, let's call it 'Duhun'..." Shen Tang looked back at the border barrier, and whispered, "Walk through his feast in Xingning, and also through that war and eternal sleep in The heroic spirit here. I only hope that there will be no more disputes in this land."

Gu Chi softened his brows and eyes: "That's difficult—but at least, the lord is not walking alone like Yan Xingning—"

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

Just at this time, the halos of the sun turned the clouds into orange, as if a pair of invisible hands tore a corner of the night, and more and more light joined it, expanding slowly and firmly along this gap.Until Namo Chaoguang jumped up the mountains.

The two returned one after the other.

While the lord was still drunk, Gu Chi asked a question he had been curious about for a long time: "My lord, I have a question."

"You said."

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

Shen Tang seemed to fall into suspicious silence.

It took a while to explain: "I only know this song."

Without him, practice makes perfect.

Gu Chi: "Oh."

Change the subject wisely.

Continue to study, he is afraid that the lord will become angry from embarrassment.