Chapter 520: Marriage contract, what should I do
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Heretic Apothecary Genius
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- 2021-03-02 06:22:26
If Ren Jie had just said Ren Jia’s enthusiasm again in one breath, Wen Yong was shocked. Hearing Ren Jie’s response was a joy, but did not expect Ren Jie to think of such a good solution in such a difficult situation. Find such a good breakthrough.
Then Ren Jie's last few simple words made Wen Yong feel a chill in his heart.
He felt terrible for those who were against Ren Jie. Originally, he thought that Ren Jie was still young, even if he had some talents in some respects, even the ancestor and the old king Wang Yuchang listened to him. Unexpectedly, he could solve such real national events so well.
But now I found out that he can not only solve it, but look at the comprehensiveness of the matter, far from what he can compare.
Whether it is a thoughtful response or control of the situation, let alone a harsh approach.
Originally, after listening to Ren Jie, Wen Yong felt how he could do this. The habitual thinking made him feel that in the face of the enemy country, he had to die hard no matter what. It immediately occurred to me that if that were the case, it would seem really silly, like stupidity. But to say that letting go of the defensive line and letting the enemy army enter, he feels that he still can't do it, dare not think about it, and even can't do it.
Although Ren Jie's tone was plain, but he could feel it, Ren Jie could definitely do it.
"Cough... Fortunately, we don’t have to be like that. After all, our souls are really suffering. It’s all the people of my Mingyu dynasty. Since the family owner has such a good way, then I will contact Zihao immediately, he is outside. The military situation is urgent, this kind of thing can not be delayed. And although my literati has been weak in the court in recent years, it has a great influence below. I will use it all this time, and arrange other things incidentally. Let’s talk to Lao Dan and the ancestors for a while.
Wen Yong felt that with such a few words, he was anxious and ecstatic to the end, and was flattened by Ren Jie but was extremely spicy. His tone frightened him, he was a bit prostrative.
So he said, he left the yard first, he had to slow down, and at the same time, I was really afraid that Ren Jie would make the last decision he said and could not wait to go out and contact Wen Zihao according to Ren Jie's method.
In that way, I am afraid that Ren Jie really suddenly changed his mind, not directly resisting the Tianhai Empire, let the Northwest and Southwest give up defense, and let the Tianhai Empire army enter the general.
"You scared the Master Wen." Watching Wen Yong go out, Lao Dan picked up tea and tasted a sip.
"Huh..." Ren Jie smiled faintly: "That's why the literati master has the heart of Bodhi, I can't bear the common people of the Ming Yu Dynasty to be involved in the war because of this kind of struggle. If there are still Buddhist children, I am afraid that the literary master will definitely In this respect, there is some innovation, sweeping the ground and damaging the life of the ants, and cherishing the moth yarn lamp. Unfortunately, the battle in the court is more dangerous than the battlefield. It is the darkest place in the most intriguing land. This kind of mentality can only be People bully."
In the eyes of many people, Wen Yong is cowardly, but Ren Jie knows that Wen Yong is not the case. He can stand up at that time and stand with Renjia completely, even the so-called heroes cannot do such things.
It's just that his temperament is softer, not the kind of person who can continue to fight. In Ren Jie's view, Wen Yong's character is definitely suitable for being a monk, and by then the cultivation must be very deep. It is a pity that Buddhism and Taoism have been here for a long time.
"Children of the Buddhist family...sweeping the ground and injuring the ants' lives, cherishing the moth yarn lamp..." Hearing Ren Jie's words, the old princess Wang Yuchang froze with Wen Mo. Especially Wen Mo, constantly thinking about Ren Jie's words repeatedly, although this sentence is a bit exaggerated, but it best describes Wen Yong's temperament. And these two sentences always give people a very special mood.
"I didn’t expect that Renjiazhu even understood the Buddhist words that have long disappeared. My Wenjia children are not good at fighting and fighting. This is especially true of Wenyong, a child who was originally in peacetime, but unfortunately now it is in turmoil Soon, this is not a good thing." Wen Mo also said with a slight sense.
"It's nothing." Ren Jie didn't take it seriously: "For a family, there are always some tendencies. The influence of the literati in the literary ethics is sufficient, and they will soon be able to exert powerful forces. And, people They are all forced out, and they will gradually get better. Besides, there is still the head of the family. The master of the literature can’t bear to kill, just need to do the things behind, charge the battle and kill a way, then let the head of the family do it. Killing one is a crime, Tu Wan is a male, and 9 million is slaughtered, both a male and a male, fighting only on the battlefield."
Although Ren Jie has never been on the battlefield in this life, but never had less fighting, especially when it was said to be closed, in fact, he went to Donghuang as a of death with a smile.
That battle was not a life-and-death fight, and that battle was not thrilling. Changhong Dao Ren Dongfu fought for time. Jiuyinzong, one person challenges the entire Chitose sect, Tianshui sect directly destroys the entire sect, and fights among the many black gods in the holy land of that ancient village.
Unconsciously, Ren Jie's murderous spirit and momentum have already been cultivated, plus his realm, he unconsciously read a few words from the previous world when he was in school. At that time, he just felt very good. Today's boundless murderous mood is revealed.
The same words, different people say, different situations and different momentum, absolutely different feelings. An ordinary person is shouting there and the wind is blowing. Others will definitely think that he is sick, but as a generation of emperors, he has some power. Ren Jie's state at this moment is far beyond the imagination of others. At this time, he just chatted about this topic, but the kind of murderousness has already surprised the old Dan Wang Yu Changkong and the ancestor Wen Mo of the side.
For the first time, the two felt Ren Jie's side. This terrifying murderousness, this indifferent but indifferent killing like millions of troops, I really don't understand, he was obviously not even on the battlefield at this age. This, how did this develop?
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Through the method of secret contact within the family, Wen Yong quickly made arrangements for everything, walked out of where he lived, prepared to return to the place where Wen Mo's ancestors were, and continued to chat with Ren Jie.
In fact, even now, when he thinks of Ren Jie's last few plain words, he still feels very cold.
"Father, why is your face so ugly, what's wrong?" At this moment, I suddenly heard a voice, just the Wen Shiyu who just came back from outside. When she came back, Wen Yong was just doing things. I didn't see it, then Wen Yong directly heard the drums and hurried to the palace. It wasn't until the family members just heard that his father was back, and Wen Shiyu hurried over.
As the Miss Wenjia, Wen Shiyu will naturally not be obstructed when entering, but directly enters the courtyard, but finds that his father's face is a little wrong, and his face is pale, as if something happened.
"Ah..." Wen Yong, who was in a state of surprise, suddenly heard the words of Wen Shiyu, and was shocked. Then he saw that Wen Shiyu was suddenly delighted and waved his hand: "It's okay, it's okay. In fact, the Tianhai Empire mobilized troops against our Mingyu Dynasty. There are more things. Poetry, when did you come back, oh, this is?"
Seeing Wen Shiyu, Wen Yong is still very happy, and this daughter is also his pride. It turned out that Wen Zihao didn't talk to Ren Jie before, always making trouble and making Wen courage, but Wen Shiyu was obedient and clever, and even helped himself in many things.
When the writers were in the doldrums, she also came up with a literary meeting to restore the writer’s momentum. Not to mention the cultivation, the talent of the literary poems was amazing, and it is likely to become another writer of Taiji. Yong saw her naturally happy.
But immediately, Wen Yong immediately saw a black child beside Wen Shiyu. Wen Yong's first reaction was that there was such a dark child, especially in animal skins, which was so strange.
"Grandpa is good." Gu Xiaobao is very good, especially this is the father of the maid, he immediately yelled obediently.
"Ha ha..." Wen Gu couldn't help but hear Gu Xiaobao's name, and when he saw Gu Xiaobao, he thought it was Wen Shiyu brought back from the sect, after all, this way, it is really only Donghuang. There are talents over there.
Wen Yong thought that he didn’t continue to ask anything, and didn’t wait for what the poems said. He was already happy:
Okay, okay, you are welcome to come to Wenjia and Yujing City. Beijing is very prosperous, and then I will let you take you to play."
"Wow, really, thank you grandpa, I want a lot of delicious..." Gu Xiaobao heard it and immediately shined her eyes. When she came back, she had to walk around for a while. Later, because of the few people who made trouble, the teacher said Wait a while before going.
Seeing that Gu Xiaobao was innocently happy, Wen Yong was even more happy, but he still doesn't know what happened before when Wen Shiyu and Gu Xiaobao came back, otherwise he would not be so happy at the moment.
After all, killing a few patriarchs, and tearing the fire lion monster, almost killed the children of the Lin family. Now the heat of this matter in Yujing City is definitely not much worse than the imperial palace drumming of the battle of the border.
"No problem, haha..." Although the child was dark, the child was a child after all, Wen Yong thought with a smile in his heart, and then suddenly thought of something.
Ren Jie happened to be on his own, and her daughter was back. Isn’t this a good thing?
"You just came back with poetry, the old king Dan and the ancestors of Wen Mo are also there, and the director of Renjiajia is also there. You and your father went to meet them in the past." Wen Yong thought of this and couldn't wait to call the above poem Yu went with him.
Wen Shiyu couldn't help but stunned. Wen Mo's ancestor was naturally familiar with her, and the old princess Wang Yu Changkong also knew, Ren Jie... And with her cleverness, she knew that something was wrong when she looked at her father.
But the father said that she still followed.
"Father, what's the matter?" Wen Shiyu suddenly thought of a thing that she had known for a long time, and when she came back, she heard some people whispering and also heard some. At this moment, she saw the expression of her father again. Suddenly guessed some.
"Do you remember the thing I told you before for my father? When you returned to Zongmen some time ago, Ren Jie's Changletian Mansion was attacked, and my literati has officially formally formed an alliance with Ren Jia. You and Ren Jie I also mentioned the original marriage contract. Now you are just back. You meet and talk. Now Ren Jieke is different from before. You will know when I see you later." Mentioning this, Wen Yong also seemed very happy. Because this matter was known a long time ago by her wise and smart daughter, and she knew it when Ren Jie was the most wasteful. At that time, her attitude surprised Wen Yong, thinking of Ren Jie’s changes now. Wen Yong felt even less worried.
When the time comes for them to get in touch a little bit, it is almost time for them to get married.
"Ah..." Wen Shiyu's footsteps were slightly stagnate, and before Wen Yong even noticed her, her expression became extremely unnatural.
Really... It’s really a matter of marriage, how at this time, this... Wen Shiyu followed his father, but then Wen Yong said what she didn’t hear at all, and there was little expression in the whole person. Trance.