I'm Actually The Big Villain In The Book

Chapter 294 The origin of good dreams is the easiest to wake up

After half an hour.

The carriage slowly stopped at the gate of a mansion, and Li Parasol Tree entered the mansion accompanied by several guards, and walked out about two quarters of an hour later.

Looking at Li Parasol Tree who was sitting across from him again, Wei Changtian didn't ask what she had said to Shen Shulin, but just stretched himself, and then ordered Youjia to take out the cards to fight the devil.

"Clatter clatter~"

You Jia quickly shuffled the cards, but Wei Changtian didn't rush to draw them.

He looked up at Li Parasol Tree who was staring blankly at the tip of his shoe, and suddenly asked:

"Do you want to play cards?"

"what?"

Li Parasol Tree glanced left and right as if he didn't react, and then pointed weakly at his nose and asked:

"You, are you asking me?"

"yes."

Wei Changtian smiled and asked again: "Princess, do you want to play cards?"

"I, I won't"

"It's okay, I'll teach you."

"Well."

Li Parasol Tree moved to the side of the small table, and listened to Wei Changtian explaining the basic rules of fighting the devil with a serious face.

It wasn't a very complicated game in the first place, so she quickly understood how to play it.

The three of them played a few rounds, and Li Parasol Tree gradually became familiar with it, but his interest was still not very high.

"A piece of eight."

Throwing a piece of cardboard on the table, Wei Changtian asked casually, "Princess, are you worried about Mr. Shen?"

"what?"

Li Parasol Tree suddenly forgot to play the cards, and nodded slightly after a long while.

"Yes, I'm afraid he won't think about it, and I'm afraid he will hold grudges against me"

"Well, it's not unreasonable."

Wei Changtian posted another top ten and best nine: "After all, since ancient times, there is no room for hatred."

Passionate since ancient times has spared hate.

Hearing this sentence, Li Parasol Tree was taken aback for a moment, and even Youjia's expression became very complicated for a while.

The two women were silent, only Wei Changtian asked with a smile while turning a blind eye:

"I'm out to ten, do you want it?"

"Don't let me out! A pair of four!"

"Do you want this time?"

"."

The two women looked at each other, suppressing the chaotic thoughts in their hearts, and reluctantly turned their eyes back to own's hand.

"I offer a pair of sixes."

Li Parasol Tree said as he put down a six and a seven out of his mind.

"You made the wrong card."

Wei Changtian picked up the Qi and stuffed it back into Li Parasol Tree's hand, and said casually:

"Passionate love has been empty of hatred since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from."

"Don't worry, Mr. Shen will wake up."

"."

Shenfu.

The spacious study room is filled with the smell of paper and ink. Behind the huanghuali book case are two bookshelves, which are full of collections of classics and history, and commentary handouts of scholars of various dynasties.

In stark contrast to this, the volumes placed on the book case are all strange books on practice such as "Seven Signs of Yunji" and "Enlightenment", or gossip about anecdotes about green forests.

"."

Sitting blankly on the wooden chair, Shen Shulin has maintained this posture for an unknown amount of time, and he is still repeating the words that Li Parasol Tree himself said in his mind.

"Mr. Shen, I will never marry a literati, and I don't want you to abandon literature and pursue martial arts for me."

"You are a scholar, and you like to read, so you should read it well, and in the future, you will assist your father in governing the country in the court."

"What happened last night. I'm sorry."

"I believe that in the future you will find a woman who is sincere to you."

"I'm leaving, and there will be no future."

"."

"Wow~"

A gust of wind came in through the window, flipping a copy of "The History of Martial Forest" on the table.

Such a book of unofficial history and miscellaneous talks about Dafeng Green Forest is mostly read by ordinary people as a pastime, but Shen Shulin has carefully marked every page and every paragraph, which shows that he is serious when reading.

He stretched out his hand and lightly pressed the pages of the book that were blown by the wind, and his eyes stayed on the lines of small characters that he was not interested in, until the whole book was closed again.

Shen Shulin stood up suddenly, stacked the "miscellaneous books" on the desk that had nothing to do with governing the country into a pile, and put them in the corner of the study in his arms.

Then, without saying a word, he took out a copy of "Tong Jian Ji Lan" from the bookshelf, sat down in front of the desk again, and slowly flipped through the pages one by one.

Outside the window, the morning sun is just right, and the breeze is warm.

In fact, there is still a trace of unwillingness and despair in Shen Shulin's heart at this time, and he doesn't know where the future of own is.

But when he surpassed the ancestors of the Shen family a few years later and came back to visit his relatives as the prime minister, he came to this study again and recalled today's scene.

At that time, he might also be like Wei Changtian yesterday, laughing it off, turning this past into a self-deprecating smile.

Two days later, Yuanzhou City.

Just when Wei Changtian and his party left Huailing Mansion and were only three days away from reaching Fengyuan, Lao Zhangtou and Agou finally arrived at Yuanzhou City in a donkey cart.

Although the two countries are currently at war, no one will care about their "desert disaster" people.

It's just that others are fleeing from Yuanzhou to the county in the hinterland of Daning, but these two people "do the opposite", running where the danger is, which is a bit weird.

"Are you fleeing from Jizhou?"

At the west gate of Yuanzhou City, a few big soldiers were interrogating the old man with weird faces: "Old man, do you know that this is Yuanzhou City?!"

"Hey, Lord Jun, the little old man naturally knows that this place is Yuanzhou City."

The old Zhangtou replied with a sneer: "Our father and I just want to take refuge in Dafeng via Yuanzhou!"

"Go to Dabong?"

A soldier laughed and said, "What? The land in Daning is too big for you?"

"Mr. Jun was joking. It's natural to tolerate it. It's just fighting twice in three days, and life is uneasy."

The old Zhangtou came up with the excuse he had thought up long ago: "We are grassroots people who want to be safe for the rest of our lives, so it doesn't matter whether we live in Daning or Dafeng."

"Hahaha, you old man is interesting."

All the soldiers laughed and said, "Do you know that if your Daning officials hear your words, you will lose your head?"

"Hey, where can they hear it?"

Old Zhang rubbed his hands together: "Now this Yuanzhou City is not full of heroes from our Dafeng!"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

The hearty laughter was even worse. After the soldiers laughed, they didn't embarrass the old man. They were about to check the donkey cart and let him go into the city.

After all, there have been several chaos in a row, and it is true that all parts of Daning are not living in peace.

In addition, after the destruction of Yuanzhou City, some people did choose to take refuge in Dafeng, so they didn't doubt Lao Zhangtou's motives too much.

It is impossible for Daning to send such an old and young person to do meticulous work.

"Okay, let's go in."

After casually looking at the package on the donkey cart, he pinched A Gou's cheek. A soldier waved his hand and said, "Go to Dafeng and live a good life. At least you won't starve to death!"

"That's good, that's good, thank you military masters!"

Lao Zhangtou hurriedly echoed a few words, pulled the donkey cart and prepared to enter the city.

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded from not far away.

"etc!"

(end of this chapter)