Chapter 1118 Chapter 1118: Annexing the Kingdom of Gao (5) [Asking for double monthly votes]
Shen Tang felt like his brain was in knots.
"The way of a young scholar is to win people's favor, so your consummation ceremony will not be -" My mind quickly flashed to Yuan Liang, who had the same resemblance to Lia Jia, ah no, the same resemblance to Lia Jia. 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 what others like"!
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!
Lio Jia was surprised at first, and then showed a subtle and evil smile.
“He who knows me is the Lord!”
Some details are not correct, but they are generally correct.
Alas, in fact, the method of perfecting the way of the scribes is somewhat related to one's own ability. Liao 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 is renqing?
Happiness, anger, sadness, fear, love, evil, and desire.
Ning Yan said worriedly: "Is it necessary for Mei Jinghe to do it?"
It is good for Liao Jia and for everyone.
Had she known this, she would have changed her plan.
The way to become a successful scholar is to take the college entrance examination, and the score must reach the Qingbei admission limit. The candidates in Liaojia are a bit special and are forced to become a gangster in the college entrance examination. If he wanted to go to Qingbei, he could 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 scores of another candidate who met the standard to his own. No matter which one it is, he can reap the benefits and successfully enter Qingbei_(:з」∠)_
As for that unlucky candidate?
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.
To be honest, as the lord, she also felt guilty.
“Mei Jinghe has completed the ceremony?”
Liao Jia could only put the matter on hold for the time being.
Everyone showed sympathy for Liao Jia.
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."
Those who don’t know about it think that Liao Jia is dissatisfied with Ning Yan.
Let it all happen!
It is a pity that Liao Jia came at an unlucky time.
This metaphor really makes people’s blood pressure soar just listening to it.
You can’t let Lia Jia trick his colleagues, right?
The way to become a scribe requires the right time, right place, and right people. Once you fail, the content of the assessment will be changed, and the difficulty will be raised to a higher level. Even my own 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.
Who knew there was still demand here in Liaojia?
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 of those who are literate are qualified to have a glimpse of the door to perfection?
How many of these people are 100% sure of achieving Consummation?
Liao Jia said: "That means it failed? It's a pity, but it's normal. The completion ceremony rarely succeeds in one go."
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."
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.
What a pity, what a pity, Liao Jia came late.
Liao Jia has some regrets.
Shen Tang raised his forehead helplessly: "There's no need to boast."
Shen Tang also sighed.
No matter which one it is, the difficulty is definitely not small, and Liao Jia does 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!
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?
Mei Meng will never be consummated without cooperation?
Secretly assist Mei Jinghe to complete the ceremony 100%, and then let Liao Jia reap the fruits of victory when the other party thinks it is successful. I believe that the blow after the great joy will be even more frustrating.
Let’s use a simple and crude metaphor—
Repeat it for one year and then take the exam.
Shen Tang nodded and shook his head.
Afraid that Shen Tang or Liao Jia would give bad news.
You say that Liao Jia has taken away people's favor, so why do you have to stipulate 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?
Liao Jia: “…”
What are the six desires?
Shen Tang shook his head.
What are the exam questions for the second year? Is it difficult?
What made Lia Jia even more shocked was that the banquet in the evening was for Ning Yan to perfect her career as a scholar. She suddenly became listless and the flowers on her temples wilted. 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.
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 still be able to take this trip. "
Humbling in my heart.
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. "
Life, death, ears, eyes, mouth, nose.
Shen Tang can still catch one for him.
For example, Wei Lou, Lao Deng.
Mainly use one thing to its best advantage.
The ministers pushed the cup to change some of them, and Ning Yan, as the protagonist, was more toasting — don't look at my colleagues, congratulations, and 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 encourage them to 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, while the military commanders were very generous.
He swung the hem of his clothes, stuffed it 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: "Qian Shuhe, let's compete."
Hey guys, this is the preparation for the dance.
The people at the banquet were 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.
Looking at it for a while, I felt itchy.
He shouted: "I'm coming too!"
The dance postures of the generals in the military camp are not light and slim at all. The dance steps are wide and open, and the rhythm is enthusiastic and unrestrained. The main purpose is to show 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, so Lio Jia planned to take a long vacation and 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.
This distress is not his alone.
The same is true for Chu Yao.
It’s hard to get the idea, no matter how difficult it is, you still have to give it a try.
Shen Tang patted him on the shoulder: "Would you like to play too?"
Speaking, he looked at the noisy crowd.
Generals are all extroverted.
Even though their limbs are as stiff as if they were in casts, they share the same hands and feet, which doesn’t stop them from dancing wildly, making them stand out. Gong Xiqiu was like a fish in water on this occasion, 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. The food was tasteless and was 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.
“I dare to ask, what are Mr. Shen’s thoughts?”
"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 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, actually Seven points are determined by fate, and three points depend on ability. At this point, 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 are a bargaining chip that cannot be taken away by others! That’s called a bargaining chip, and a bargaining chip that can be taken away is called fat!”
“The state of Gao is already a turtle in a urn, how much more so for 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 insisted, "The time for Jun Shen 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 sat up straight with a smile: "Kang 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 and the fragments flew. Her eyes were filled with darkness that was darker than the night, and she could see people as if they were falling into an ice cellar with just one glance: "On the day when my iron 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.
A momentum like a mountain is pressing on my 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.
“Clear, understand, no doubt!”
Shen Tang was satisfied: "Well, that's good."
Look, wouldn’t it be more convenient to communicate like this?
The Gaoguo delegation 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 to this, Zhang Wenwu was inspired.
During the truce between the two armies, they couldn't hold it any longer.
Even though you have won the battle, you have to rest where you are, and watch the enemy's remnants flee back to rest. The feeling is really worse than killing yourself. 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, each one is more positive 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 Kang State, warlikeness is also a virtue.
The movement of the army was too loud and could not 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 it's uncomfortable to live there, I'll ask my subordinates to find another place for Brother Zhaode."
Wu Xian did not 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 Mr. Shen can take care of the friendship back then and forgive me. Their lives."
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