Starting to guard the border: I copy talents

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Yu Shaoyuan, Shen Ming had seen this handsome man before.

At that time, I was still complaining that the other party had no talent. He could reach the position of wing coach at the age of over 40. I was afraid that it was because of his departure.

But in front of Shaoyuan's head, the purple square was bright and dazzling.

Shen Kan just thought it was weird!

[Talent: Mingwang Body]

[Mingwang Body (Purple Talent): The body is like a rock, unable to rotate! The speed of practicing the body-refining technique is increased by fifty times, and the power of the body-refining technique is greatly increased. The body's defense is greatly improved, making it invulnerable! The mind is clear and the illusion is revealed! 】

[Copying talent requires talent value 8000/420]

What a terrifying talent! Shen Ming was amazed in his heart.

But what's even more terrifying is that the last time I saw Yu Shaoyuan, he clearly had no talent!

Why does the head of the head show such a powerful purple talent when we meet again this time?

The system is infallible. Then, there is only one possibility: the handsome man he met twice is not the same person!

Thinking of this, Shen Ming felt a cold feeling on his back.

He has no intention of participating in these conspiracies, he just wants to become stronger.

There are so many secrets hidden in the border camp.

Shen Ming became more determined to leave the border army. The water was too deep here and he was afraid he would drown.

"You are Shen Ming, I remember you! You performed well last time." Yu Shaoyuan has gray hair, deep and three-dimensional facial features, and a gentle smile.

"Thank you, Marshal, for your appreciation!" Shen Ming's current talent value is not enough to copy this talent.

He didn't want to deal with Yu Shaoyuan, so he just lowered his head and said some clichés.

"I just heard a poem with extraordinary momentum. But what did you do?" Yu Shaoyuan asked softly without any airs.

"Shuai Yu likes poetry. If Shen Ming is proficient in this art, why not write a poem and give it to the marshal." Li Qingyun deliberately cultivated Shen Ming, so that his own soldiers could be appreciated by the marshal, and he would also gain face.

"What kind of poetry can a thief join the army?" A rude voice suddenly sounded, but it came from behind Yang Fuping.

Everyone frowned and looked at that person. It was a man named Luo Fei who was under Yang Fuping's command. Man Liang has a beard and is short in stature.

"Don't be rude!" Yang Fuping scolded him, turned to look at Shen Ming, and chuckled:

"Shen Ming, I remember that you were raped and murdered a civilian girl and was sentenced to exile in the army. Could it be that you had read books before and knew how to write poetry?"

When the officers heard this, they looked down upon Shen Ming quite a bit.

The crime of raping and killing civilian women is so despising.

Yu Shaoyuan clasped his hands behind his back, but his expression remained unchanged:

"Heroes should not ask about the source. Shen Ming, if you can compose a poem on the spot to satisfy me, I can grant you a small request."

Everyone was not surprised when they heard what Bian Shuai said.

Marshal Yu was a well-known Confucian general. He was best at reciting poems and composing lyrics, but he had no talent.

I think that when I summoned Shen Ming this time, I wanted to cherish my talent. In addition, I also heard those few powerful remaining sentences.

Shen Ming's mind turned around. If he could get Marshal Yu to promise him something, he could wait for an opportunity to copy the purple talent after his talent value was enough.

"That subordinate is showing off his shame!"

He has an average memory and cannot remember many poems from his previous life. It is not easy to find a poem that suits the occasion.

Seeing that Yu Shaoyuan was in his forties but had long hair, he was suddenly inspired and remembered a poem he had memorized in his previous life.

He paced back and forth, thought for a moment, and recited it in his mind to make sure it was correct.

Bowed to Shaoyuan:

"This word is dedicated to the commander-in-chief!"

Everyone was excited, but they didn't expect that Shen Ming really knew how to compose lyrics?

Shen Ming frowned and said in a deep voice:

"When I was drunk, I lit up the lamp and read the sword. I dreamed of the trumpet-playing camp. Eight hundred miles away, my subordinates were burning, fifty strings were beating outside the Great Wall, and the soldiers were in autumn on the battlefield!"

As soon as Shangque came out, I felt that the momentum was extraordinary, and everything in the army was so heroic.

"Okay!" Li Qingyun loves poetry. Although he has no talent, he can make good or bad.

Hearing Shen Ming's words, he was extremely excited, his face flushed, and he couldn't stop applauding.

Although the rest of the people didn't understand it very well, they just felt that the words were so powerful and their hearts were filled with excitement!

Shen Ming paused for a while, pretending to be deep in thought. It would be too fake if I were to recite all the lyrics on the spot at once.

"The horse is as fast as Lu, and the bow is like a thunderbolt. It can solve the king's affairs in the world and win fame in life and death. Unfortunately, it happened in vain!"

Shen Ming came out of the lower house.

Yu Shaoyuan listened carefully and was entranced for a moment. He stood there without moving for a long time.

"Finish the affairs of the king and the world, win the reputation before and after life, the misfortune happened in vain!" He recited these words softly, with thousands of thoughts in his eyes.

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good! good! good! "

The word "good" came out of the border commander's mouth three times in a row, which shows how satisfied he is with the word.

"Shen Ming, if you have any request, just say it, it's okay!"

"My subordinate has nothing to ask for at the moment. Can the Commander-in-Chief wait until his subordinates think about it before looking for you?"

Shen Ming currently has no talent points and can only wait for opportunities.

"Okay, if you need anything in the future, you can come to me directly." Yu Shaoyuan spoke gently and looked at Shen Ming with curved eyebrows. Obviously very satisfied with this word.

Everyone dispersed, and Shen Ming was pulled by Li Qingyun to chat for a long time. Overtly and secretly, Shen Ming was asked to write a poem for him.

Shen Ming was willing to have a good relationship with Li Qingyun, but he didn't remember many poems from his previous life, and even fewer poems that fit Li Qingyun's temperament.

I've been holding it in for a long time and still can't get it out...

This makes Li Qingyun very disappointed!

Finally, he tentatively asked if he could take Wu Feng out with him to eat some meat. Li Qingyun naturally agreed.

It's still early.

Shen Ming, Jiang Laohan, Wu Feng. The Big Three gathered together today.

Surprisingly, He Hao learned that Shen Ming was inviting guests to have a drink, but he also followed Old Man Jiang.

The four of them came to the Beituo Village Wine Shop. Wu Feng knew about this place, but as a soldier he had no chance to go out. This time he wanted to have a drink with Shen Ming.

Wanwan was wearing a light green skirt today, standing at the door of the wine shop with her chin propped up, her face flushed by the cold wind, as if she was waiting for someone.

Seeing Shen Ming coming, he immediately stood up, full of joy, and his face became even redder.

"Brother Shen, my Wanwan likes you! She also said that she wants to be your wife when she grows up." The old man from the wine shop teased his granddaughter again.

At this time, Wanwan was walking out of the house holding a large jar of wine.

Shen Ming stood up and took it. Seeing how cute she was with her powdered face, he touched her head.

Wanwan looked at Shen Ming, her eyebrows instantly curved, and her smile was as bright as a flower.

"Brother, I think this little girl is good. When she grows up, you can take her as your wife." Wu Feng had already filled himself up with wine and drank heartily with meat, but he did not forget to tease Shen Ming.

"Shen Ming is handsome, but even yellow-haired girls like him." He Hao followed suit.

Wanwan was not convinced, and said in a charming voice: "I will be eleven years old this year! I am not a yellow-haired girl!"

For a moment everyone laughed, and the wine shop was filled with joy.

Old Man Jiang was in a very good mood. Just now he asked He Hao to make the decision and forced Sun Tzu Yu to crawl under his crotch. Feeling happy now, I drank several glasses of wine with Wu Feng.

The three of them were enjoying themselves when they suddenly heard the sound of rapid horse hooves.

Looking back, I saw about twenty people getting off their horses, covered in weather.

"Old man, bring more wine and meat! Master, I'm very hungry today!"

The leader's voice was rough, but Shen Ming recognized it!