i really have no talent

Chapter 44
The three barbarians knocked off.

After hearing this news, Ye Wushuang seemed to understand why the news from the northern border made him feel that there were so many abnormalities.

From the northern border to Daxia Kyoto, the distance is more than 3000 miles. It may take three days to ride a horse at high speed, but it can be reached in one day by riding a strange beast.

50 iron cavalry, even for Da Xia, the most powerful of the four countries, is a matter that requires the attention of the whole country. It is naturally impossible for the messengers from the northern border to use horses to convey messages.

It would be much easier to ride a strange beast. After all, although the road is far away, it is within Daxia's own territory. It can be said that there is basically no danger, unless the danger comes from one's own people.

Then the envoys who came from the northern border may encounter some non-fatal accidents on the way, such as horses losing strength, strange beasts going crazy and out of control, and so on.

In this way, the news is delayed or delayed, which is reasonable. As for why the birds are not used to pass on the letter, Daxia has laws and regulations on this point, unless it is a personal order of Jin Wang, otherwise it cannot be done.

Ye Wushuang also knew a lot about war in his previous life, but he had never felt it as clearly as he does now. After hearing the news, everyone looked solemn.

Only when you are in the situation, you will understand that you would rather be a dog in the prosperous times than the helplessness and despair of people in troubled times.

In the Hall of Words and Literature, the heads of several schools of thought were also unambiguous, with solemn expressions, and then said some of their own opinions. Wars can happen, but they can't endanger the general situation of the world today, let alone let the three barbarians break the general situation. Xia's Yezhou City went straight into the hinterland.

Once the three barbarians launch an attack, break the city of Yezhou, and form a war to destroy the country, then everything will be irreversible.

Whether it is the Four Kingdoms or the Three Barbarians, they will go all out.

Troubled times are not a good opportunity for the development of the various schools of thought. Taking advantage of the fact that the Sanman are only raising troops to attack the city and have not yet broken through the city of Yezhou, they must take action to prevent this from happening.

Only a peaceful and stable four countries is the ideal place for them to develop.

"I think it's better to follow the previous plan. Each family will send out some master-level powerhouses to carry supplies to the northern border. As for the rest, they will continue to preside over the affairs of the cultural meeting..."

"No, the literary fair has already begun. People from all schools and schools, who meet the conditions, can participate in it. If some people lose the chance to compete because of the three barbarians, it would be unfair. You know, That is an opportunity to glimpse the divine realm, how many people would be willing to do so?"

"Brother Ziyue is right, but once the Sanman knocks on the pass and the city of Yezhou is destroyed, what should we do with all the scholars and hundreds of families living in the territory of the Four Kingdoms? Is it possible that we must bow our knees to the Sanman Khan?" Do you want to use it under the account? If you have such thoughts, don’t forget that the three barbarians don’t believe it, so don’t believe it. They only believe in the knife in their hands and the horse under their crotch!”

"I think you don't need to be so pessimistic. We don't want to be like this. Since the three barbarians choose to invade our Central Plains countries, they must have something to rely on. Instead of guessing the enemy's intentions and begging for others' mercy, it is better to change the situation How about changing the rules and placing this Wenhui competition on the endless grassland? In this way, who is better in the Wenhui competition will be visible to everyone. I think everyone will be more convinced of the final result..."

"Vice President Wen has a unique insight. Please express your opinion."

"I agree with Brother Wen's suggestion, and put the Wenhui competition venue in the north, killing two birds with one stone."

"Seconded!"

"Can!"

"........."

The voices in the hall quickly reached a consensus. After careful consideration, everyone agreed that this move was the most suitable for the current situation. After all, changing the rules of the Wenhui due to special circumstances is also an example in the history of various schools of thought. It's okay, this time it's nothing.

"If that's the case, let's immediately notify the other schools, and then pass this news on to the Four Kingdoms as well! I'm begging you all..."

Ye Sucheng bowed his head and bowed solemnly to the people below.

The heads of the families below did not dare to show off, so they stood up from their seats and returned the favor in the same way.

After the formalities were over, the heads of each family met and left the Hall of Words and Literature. Today's literary meeting cannot be held, and the venue must be changed. The northern border will be their future venue.

"A bloody storm has swept across the world..."

Ye Sucheng looked at the backs of the departing leaders, with an uncontrollable sadness on his face. He felt a little bit about this situation, but he was full of uncertainty.

"is it you?"

Ye Sucheng looked in the direction of the Great Xia Emperor's Palace, and then asked himself in his heart, he hoped that it was true, but also hoped that it was not, complex and contradictory psychology was entangled and intertwined at this moment.

The old Taoist priest and the old farmer also stood up and came to the side of this old man who had gone through decades of hardships together. Their hands, which were also full of years, patted each other's shoulders, and there was a reassuring breath.

"It will be fine."

"........."

When the old Taoist said such a sentence, the old farmer who was about to speak to comfort Ye Sucheng was startled. This was the first time he heard this old Taoist say such serious words.

"Wushuang, bring your parents to the capital when you are free. After all, Wugou is alone in the house and needs their company..."

"I see, grandpa."

Ye Wushuang responded, and several people walked out of the Yanwen Palace one after another.

The sun is at noon, and the sun is warm. Looking at the day, the cold winter has come to an end, and it looks like a warm spring is coming.

Walking on the road, although Wu Yi tried his best to calm down his mood, he was still noticed by the old man Nong.

"Little Wuyi, do you have something on your mind?"

Before anyone else could speak, the old Taoist priest took a sip of wine, glanced at him, and spoke.

"To tell you the truth, Grandpa Li, my father is currently guarding the northern town of Dazhou. After all, there is Gudi and Chen Bing on the border. I'm worried..."

Although Wu Yi hadn't finished speaking, everyone knew it well.

As the county king of the Great Zhou Dynasty, her father was of royal blood and a veteran on the battlefield. It was natural for Gudi Chen to serve in the northern city as a duty-bearer.

Now, the Three Barbarians are at war with Daxia, and the war between Dazhou and Gudi may also break out.

In the super-large cold weapon war with tens of thousands of people, even if they are a few old guys with deep cultivation and rich experience, they dare not say that they will be able to survive on such a scene.

Even in the realm of the Grand Master, it is not impossible for casualties to occur in such a war.

If the war escalates to a state of endless destruction of the country and the annihilation of the nation, even the Grand Master is very likely to fall at any time. On the battlefield, there can be more than one Grand Master on one side, and the one who can kill the Grand Master must also be the Grand Master. Grandmaster, or a monk in the divine realm who has surpassed the realm of a great master.

In this world, although great masters are rare, there are still hundreds of them.

Now even the traces of monks in the divine realm have begun to show in the world, let alone the life and death of a great master.

"Since you are worried, go back and have a look, but you must pay attention to your own safety..."

The old farmer said with some reluctance.

But he understood that it might not be a bad thing to let her stay with his family at this dangerous time.

Wu Yi nodded, then glanced at Ye Wushuang, with a slight fluctuation in his eyes.

The three barbarians invaded Xia, and the ancient Di soldiers Chen Dazhou.

The situation in the four countries has undergone major changes, and Boju Yungui is in the midst of flipping her hands. Although she is reluctant to give up, she has no choice but to leave.

In Dazhou, there are still many places that need her, even if she is reluctant, she will leave.

Although she really wanted to take the person in front of her away, she held back.

"Okay, okay, my old man is disgusting to see, you young couple should be alone. The three of us went to drink."

"Haha, you stinky Taoist priest, although you are often out of tune, you have said something right now."

"Hey, if Wushuang is not your grandson, can you tell the old Taoist this?"

"⊙⊙!..."

Ye Sucheng found himself speechless for a while, and was dragged away by the old farmer beside him with a smile.

In the huge courtyard, only Ye Wushuang and Wu Yi were left alone.

The two walked side by side, like boys and girls who were in love with each other, silent for a while.

"You wood, I'm leaving, won't you say a few words?"

"Uh……"

Ye Wushuang was also embarrassed. After all, he lived for more than 20 years in his last life and didn't know how to fall in love.At this moment, it was difficult for him.

"If you need anything, you can pass the book to me at any time!"

Ye Wushuang stopped and looked at Wu Yi calmly.

On the opposite side, Wu Yi looked at this young man whom she desperately wanted to get back to Da Zhou, and for a moment, with her heart, she was a little crazy.

"........."

Ye Wushuang was dumbfounded when he saw the white lotus root arms wrapped around his waist, and the unique fragrance emanating from the girl.

In his second life, it was the first time he was so close to a girl.

Is this pushed?

Ye Wushuang was filled with indescribable emotions.

Time seemed to pass quickly, yet slowly.

Wu Yi raised his head, looking at the young man who was as comfortable as a breeze, an unknowing change occurred in his heart.

"Remember what I said to you when you left last time?"

"Great Zhou Wuyi!"

"Yes, it's the same today, remember. I'm Da Zhou Wuyi."

"........."

Ye Wushuang didn't know why Wu Yi repeated this sentence, but he unconsciously exerted force on his arm, tightly sticking to Wu Yi's warm body.

"Is this what it feels like to be missed?"

Ye Wushuang asked himself, then let go of his hand and let Wu Yi leave.

A sense of loss filled his heart, and his heart was captured.

"Huh? Why are the trees around here sick, and the leaves are hanging down..."

Not long after the two left, the scholar who had led the way came here and was amazed when he saw the scene in the courtyard.

(End of this chapter)