Back Off, Let Me Come

Maybe, maybe, probably...

Mr. Chu is really different from usual...

Before arriving at Yonggu Pass, Lu Jue did not put Xu Quan's doubts to rest at all. He even felt that this young man was more noisy than Xian Yujian - are all the young men nowadays so talkative? But after arriving at Yonggu Pass...

Lu Jue looked at Chu Yao, whose aura suddenly changed, and whispered to Xu Quan while no one was paying attention.

"...Wen Shi, you are not alone."

Xu Quan's mind and eyes were filled with the majestic and dangerous Yonggu Pass. How could he still remember the content of his complaints two or three days ago?

Hearing this suddenly, his eyes were confused.

He asked: "What is not a person?"

Lu Jue said: "Mr. Gong Cao seems to be here to collect debts."

Look at Mr. Chu Yao’s tall and arrogant back full of murderous intent! Even Yonggu Pass, one of the three most dangerous passes in the Northwest Continent, couldn't suppress his momentum, and even made his momentum stand out! Lu Jue has no doubt that if there is a blind enemy blocking the way ahead, Mr. Chu Yao will also unsheath his sword! Kill one person in ten steps and leave no trace behind in a thousand miles!

Xu Quan was speechless: "???"

Is Brother Lu Shousheng's reaction so slow?

He swallowed his complaints silently.

Said: "We lose the enemy but not the formation. The meritorious officer probably wants to be more powerful and give power to the garrison!"

Chu Yao was originally a meritorious officer of Heyin. He was transferred to Longwu County along with Shen Tang. He still held this position, as did everyone else, but the prefix changed from "Heyin" to "Longwu".

This time I am on a mission on behalf of my lord, and my momentum cannot be lost!

Lu Jue looked at Chu Yao's back and then at Xu Quan.

He always felt that it was not as simple as "losing the enemy but not losing the battle", but now he had no better explanation, so he blinked and accepted Xu Quan's reason. Lu Jue thought about it and transformed into half a pair of martial arts armor. He held a machete in his hand and walked two feet tall, one meter at a time!

Xu Quan saw it and followed suit.

One guard on the left and one on the right, a fierce and evil combination.

Chu Yao, who felt the fluctuation of martial energy behind him: "..."

Nervous messenger: "..."

Is this, this is really a fight? ? ?

Fortunately, except for these two, the other soldiers did not move, and the messenger's tense nerves gradually relaxed, but he still did not forget to send a letter to the chief bookkeeper and the others, so be on guard!

In short, the group maintained such a weird atmosphere and were introduced to the Yonguguan Military Camp. The soldiers on the sentry tower received the news and went over early to report the news. The messenger welcomed Chu Yao and others into the tent where the guests were staying, and ordered people to bring hot tea.

Chu Yao's attention is not here.

He asked the messenger: "I just saw the flag on the city wall. The writing is strong and powerful, the pines are tall and straight, and it is quite elegant. I guess it is not the work of a famous artist, but it is definitely the same. I don't know who mentioned it? I have also loved this all my life, and I liked it as soon as I saw it. happiness."

The messenger was quite proud when he heard this.

"The words on the flag? That was written by the military chief register."

Chu Yao asked again: "Master? Don't you know your surname?"

The messenger said: "The master's surname is Yu."

Chu Yao said "Oh".

There was no expectation or joy on his face that he was about to see a master calligrapher, but there were some complex emotions in his eyes that Lu Jue could not understand. These emotions made Chu Yao's eyes even deeper, as if they could swallow up all the light.

He asked again: "The general's surname is 'Chu'?"

The messenger nodded: "Yes."

I was wondering that this question was asked knowingly.

Isn't the "Chu" on the flag obvious?

Chu Yao said "oh" lightly again.

He picked up the misty tea and took a sip, then closed his eyes to rest, as if he was prepared to wait. The result was just as he expected, several people were left hanging out in the tent, waiting for more than an hour, which made both Lu Jue and Xu Quan feel angry.

The messenger had no choice but to keep smiling, and kept ordering people to come in and refill the tea. Drinking pot after pot seems to add fuel to the fire.

Lu Jue could still bear not to speak.

Xu Quan is not a patient person.

He is the precious cousin of the head of the Xu family.

Even if you don't work hard, you can still live comfortably as a rich man in this life, the kind who doesn't have to worry about food and drink.

He asked: "What kind of hospitality is this?"

Then he sprayed: "We have been traveling all the way for two or three days on behalf of the lord, and you are not prepared at all? There are dense surveillance towers along the way. I don't believe that we have to find someone to receive us at the last moment! Even if the lord general is not here, he can handle the matter." The chief clerk should also be here, right? It's so sudden, could it be that he is sincerely looking down on us?"

His right hand has been placed on the handle of the knife at his waist, and his eyes are wide open.

Although the blade was not unsheathed, it revealed a trace of the murderous aura of a brave warrior, enough to make the messenger break into a cold sweat.

The messenger had to rack his brains to come up with excuses.

"Young general, please calm down. It's not because we are negligent, but because the Shiwuma bandits have been rampant in recent days. They often take advantage of the lack of patrol troops to dig through the city wall and sneak into the pass. In order to protect the people in the pass, the general and the others will go out on patrol from time to time..."

"Oh? Seriously?"

The messenger nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it must be an unlucky thing this time. The general and the others are out on inspection again. In the past, it always took two or three hours to come back after a trip."

What he said was not a lie.

However, as a defender, his own general rarely leaves, and needs to stay at Yonggu Pass for a long time to prevent Shiwu from gathering his troops for a sudden attack. Small tasks such as inspecting the city walls and the holes dug by horse-catching bandits were usually left to the soldiers below.

Although the messenger didn't know why the guard general didn't come, he had some guesses - he probably was deliberately keeping the people in the dark, trying to weaken the group's momentum and give them authority - but he didn't know how long he would have to keep the people in the dark, so he could only Talk about a longer time.

Xu Quan snorted heavily.

Apparently he didn't believe the messenger's lies.

But there was nothing wrong with this excuse on the face of it, so I could only endure it, and I was already scolding it in my heart.

The only person present who wasn't in a hurry——

It was Chu Yao.

Not only was he not in a hurry, he also asked people to continue refilling the tea.

The messenger secretly observed his behavior and secretly thought that this man was very calm. Just watching, he felt that Chu Yao's tea-making skills were very familiar, and even some of his small movements were familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere...

Chu Yao noticed the messenger's thoughtful gaze.

He smiled and said, "What's the matter?"

The messenger said: "Sir, he is very good at making tea."

In fact, he couldn't see any clue. I just think that Chu Yao's flowing movements are very interesting to watch. Just looking at him gives people the feeling of "the tea this guy makes is definitely expensive". Just brag blindly with your eyes open. People like to hear good things anyway.

Xu Quan's attention was also attracted.

Lu was the only one who had no interest in this.

Isn't it just throwing some green leaves into the hot water?

Is there anything you can tell me about?

Compared with this strange way of drinking, he preferred the tea that his wife had made for him in the boudoir. It could also be said to be tea porridge. All kinds of colorful materials can be thrown in.

The taste is fragrant and you will feel full after just two cups.

Unlike Mr. Chu who likes to drink leaf tea.

"Tea porridge" is the authentic "tea"!

Xu Quan said: "This kind of tea art is rare."

The most popular thing at the moment is what Lu Jue calls "tea porridge", which contains auxiliary ingredients such as onions, ginger, garlic, orange peel, dogwood, etc. The richer the family, the more ingredients are added to it. Frying tea leaves to make tea is generally popular among small countries or common people, probably because the materials are relatively simple to obtain.

Xu Quan drinks more "tea and porridge"...

Emmm…

In fact, I don’t like either type of tea.

He still likes to drink.

Tea, that's what his cousin, an old fox who is always calculating, likes. A brave warrior and strong liquor are a perfect match! But I have to say that watching Mr. make tea is a kind of enjoyment, as if even anxiety can be soothed.

"I learned it when I was young. I haven't practiced it for many years, so I'm a lot rusty." Chu Yao was obviously smiling, but when he mentioned the word "young age", his eyes seemed to become colder.

The messenger suddenly remembered.

He smiled and said: "No, no, no, how can it be considered unfamiliar? In my opinion, the master is almost the same as the chief clerk!"

The smile on Chu Yao's lips was a little brighter.

Xu Quan noticed the words of the messenger and did not expect that the interests of the chief clerk who he had never met had so much overlap with his own meritorious master. If the other party had not deliberately not shown up and left them alone, Xu Quan's favorability towards the chief clerk would have been higher. .

"really?"

The messenger smiled and said: "Of course it is true."

In order to take care of the master's hobby, several cold-resistant tea trees were specially planted near the military camp. Although the brewed tea is a bit bitter, this is what the master likes. He is very fond of the tea tree. How far is the baby?

At first, the few tea trees were not adapted to the environment of Yongguguan, and the chief clerk was so anxious that his mouth bubbled with anxiety. By chance, a group of horse bandits hit the muzzle, and after being caught, they were slaughtered and made into artificial fertilizer to nourish the soil near the tea trees. The tree actually came to life!

Since then——

Some veterans like to use this story to intimidate rookies, such as "If they are not active in training, they will be arrested and used as tea trees for the master to make human fat", and they are also made up in a colorful way. A group of uninformed rookies thought that the main bookkeeper relied on human fertilizer to maintain his appearance.

Xu Quaandao: "He is also an elegant person."

An elegant man raised at the Iron Blood Pass?

He had some expectations for that person.

The chief clerk, who was expected by Xu Quan, was playing against their master in the chief accountant at this moment. The two are equally good at chess, the chief is good at planning and the general is good at using offense as defense. However, the latter's chess skills were taught by the former. After all, it was a strange move. The general had no choice but to admit defeat and said with a helpless smile: "I can't win, I can't win, it's more fun to play on the sandbox battlefield..."

His eyes hurt from the game between black and white.

The so-called "sand table battlefield" is a kind of "game game" that can only be played by the literary mind and the brave man - gathering the strength of both sides of the game to build a relatively stable "different space" created by literary/military spirit, where each side has a unique advantage. The army and each guard a city.

The chess game between soldiers and horses is transformed into a grand and exciting scene.

It’s just that one cannot coexist with one’s culture and one’s military.

→_→

It is equivalent to two servers, and the data does not communicate with each other.

Simply put, the channels are different.

If he wants to play "Sandbox Battlefield", he can only play with subordinate officials. If the chief secretary wants to play, he can only play with other literary scholars.

The chief clerk glanced at the sun.

Said: "How can that group of people hang out for two hours?"

The general said: "Almost."

Chief: "It's time to go and see it."

The general didn't want to see the men and horses of the new governor of Longwu County, so he sent the chief secretary to go on his behalf so that he could be lazy.

The chief clerk had to go alone.

On the way over, he secretly guessed the mentality of Chu Yao and his group at the moment - after being left out for two hours, they were definitely not a little angry. With work in mind, it was also the time when the mood was unstable. He could take the opportunity to act as a scribe Way... Just as he was thinking about it, he saw the messenger running out of the tent to get some air.

"Why don't you stay with me in there?"

The messenger said with a grimace: "I'm afraid of being chopped down."

The chief clerk smiled and said: "Is this person so fierce?"

The messenger thought for a while and said: "If we talk about fierceness, it means that the two young warriors can't keep their composure and want to show off their family background to suppress others. This kind of is just fierceness from outside. But the meritorious Cao Cao is not simple, sitting next to him , I always feel uncomfortable all over.”

"How uncomfortable is it?"

The messenger said honestly: "It's like you are being watched by the master. If you don't stare at you for a moment, you will be captured and used to make people fat in the next breath."

The chief clerk was amused by his confidant's words.

"Then, I would like to meet this person."

The messenger followed the chief clerk like a dog-legger.

As a result - the momentum of his master's book came to an abrupt end the moment he opened the heavy curtain! Very abrupt!

It was as if someone had tapped his acupuncture points, and all the muscles in his body were stiff and fixed, unable to move at all while maintaining a single movement!

The messenger wondered, what happened?

Are you numb all over because of the sunny weather, drought and lightning?

At this time, a sneer from the meritorious officer surnamed Chu came from inside the tent, and he successfully stopped the chief clerk who was trying to retract his right foot: "What's wrong? Are you afraid to come in? Shizhong Yu might as well give it a try!"

The messenger was confused: "???"

Xu Quan in the tent was confused: "???"

Lu Jue in the tent was puzzled: "???"

The messenger could not see the expression of the chief clerk in front of him, but Lu Jue and Xu Quan inside the tent could see it clearly. The chief clerk's face turned pale instantly. When his eyes fell on Chu Yao inside the tent, his pupils trembled. , brow twitched.

Just when they couldn't figure out what was happening, Mr. Chu Yao, who had been making tea gracefully just now, actually drew his sword out of its sheath.

When the messenger heard the commotion, he hurriedly stepped forward to protect his master's book, regardless of what happened.

Lu Jue and Lu Jue also made some moves.

Three people versus two people.

The atmosphere inside and outside the tent was subtle and solemn.

The chief bookkeeper and Chu Yao looked past the guards in front of them and met in the void. There seemed to be no sound but there was a thunderous explosion. This was clearly a sign that the two of them competed with each other with their sincerity. Is there really going to be a fight? But, it turned out not to be.

The chief clerk pushed aside the messenger and stepped forward, his eyes falling on Chu Yao's waist: "When did your Wen Xin return?"

As we all know, there is only one way for a Wenxin scholar who has been punished by breaking the government to regain Wenxin. Furthermore, consider that Chu Yao came as the new county governor's envoy, and this new county governor is the king of the country Zheng Qiao. running dog.

so--

Is Chu Yao loyal to Zheng Qiao now?

The chief clerk's expression was particularly wonderful.

Chu Yao said: "Is this important?"

The chief secretary recalled Wen Xin's momentum that had completely suppressed him just now. There were countless complicated things brewing in his mind, but none of them were suitable to say. He let out a filthy breath.

"I never thought... the person coming would be you!"

If you knew——

He received a patrol mission today and went to stay overnight in Chengdong.

The task of facing Chu Yao is left to the general.

If his upbringing allowed it, the chief bookkeeper would already be scolding his mother right now. Seeing the two people's reactions, Lu Jue just kept his curiosity in his heart while Xu Quan asked directly: "Mr. Gong Cao, are you and this chief clerk... old acquaintances? Do you know each other?"

Chief: "...Haha."

More than just acquaintance.

This TN is an evil debt, and Chu Yao is the creditor.

Xu·Curious Baby·Quan asked again: "Why did Mr. Gongcao call this Chief Yu...Shizhong Yu?"

Although in different countries, the position of servant has different actual power and status, but they are all serious royal court positions and are qualified to discuss the matter. Could the chief clerk in front of him be Xin Guo's former servant?

He was not impressed.

There seems to be no servant named "Yu" in King Xin's court.

"He was once the minister of Chu State." Chu Yao did not sell out the secrets and directly revealed the former identity of Master Yu.

"Chu Guo?" Xu Quan didn't know Chu Yao's identity, but he also vaguely guessed that Feifan, a second-grade Chinese heart, was not a street cabbage, and its owners were generally not ordinary people.

Chu Gongcao's name collided with that of a famous figure from many years ago, which made Xu Quan suspicious for a while, but there was no evidence. He tried and asked: "Chu Guo seems to be your hometown?"

"Yes." Chu Yao admitted.

Xu Quan: "..."

His intuition told him that there was a story here.

To be precise, it was Chu Yao, General Chu and Chief Yu, three people who had bad debts from more than ten years ago.

Chief Yu: "...go and invite the general."

The messenger looked at Chu Yao and the others worriedly.

"B-but..."

Chief Yu said slightly angrily: "Who in this military camp can hurt me? Just invite the general over quickly."

The messenger had no choice but to suppress his worries and follow the order.

This time it became three against one.

Master Yu suddenly felt the pressure doubled.

He chose a mat that was not far away and sat down.

Said: "I didn't expect that Wuhui is still alive..."

Except for this hair, her appearance is the same as before.

Chu Yao said: "The same goes for Yu Shizhong."

When Master Yu heard this title, he felt uncomfortable in his heart and said: "There is no such thing as Shizhong Yu now. He is just a small Chief, spending the rest of his life here."

After that, there was another round of silence.

Until there was a metallic sound of armor joints rubbing and hitting outside the house, and a force of momentum came towards the tent, followed by the thick tent curtain being opened with great force.

"Who is causing trouble here!"

This man's voice was like thunder, shaking the sky.

Chu Yao raised his eyes.

General Chu looked down.

Then--

Quiet.

Deadly quiet.

General Chu: "..."

urgent!

What should I do if Fa Xiao, who has been dead for many years, suddenly turns up dead?

(へ╬)

I haven't been feeling well lately. I've been feeling lethargic and sleepy, and I feel like I haven't gotten enough sleep.

Shiitake Mushroom can only try to write each chapter as long as possible these days.

After a few days, I'll add an update if things get better.

PS: Mr. Chu Yao came to fight with his sword this time ()