Back Off, Let Me Come

   Gu Chi stared nervously at Shen Tang.

   I'm afraid that my lord will do something wrong. When she sobers up later, she will definitely make a note of herself.

but-

   Gu Chi stared at it for a while, but the latter was as motionless as a mountain.

  Accustomed to the protagonist's noisy inner voice, but now it's so quiet that he can't get used to it. Thinking back to the earth-shattering voice at the banquet, he was not sure whether the lord would remember it after he was drunk.

   Considering it carefully, he spoke words of relief: "My lord, do you still feel distressed?"

  Shen Tang finally gave a response. She kept her upper body straight and did not move. She just tilted her head slightly and asked out of the corner of her eye.

  Gu Chi said: "...that's Xun Hanzhang..."

  Shen Tang asked in a low voice: "Why do you feel sorry for him?"

Gu Chi: "...It's not because I feel sorry for Xun Hanzhang, but because I feel sorry for the gold he spent. But now that the world is chaotic and the situation in the northwest is turbulent, we can take advantage of this battle to recuperate for two or three years. But since we are in this world of mortals, we can't do it." Stay out of the matter. Sooner or later, you will always be involved in the quagmire of war. Xun Hanzhang's ability cannot be buried, which means that the lord will..."

  Shen Tang said in a low voice: "There is very little wealth."

  Gu Chi: "..."

  My protagonist is so calm that he can't get used to it.

  Not long ago, I was crying and howling.

  Shen Tang's expression was as cold and calm as the bright moon in the sky, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

   "Gold and silver are just vulgar things, and what can be exchanged is three meals and clothing, and wealth. Without it, you will not die of hunger."

  As the head of a county, she has food, clothing and housing to be taken care of by the government office, and she can still eat without money.

  Whether there is fortune or not, the difference is not big.

  Gu Chi was dumbfounded when he heard this.

  Holding his hands and laughing, he said, "My lord is open-minded, I'm not as good as that."

  Shen Tang pursed his lips and added something.

   "It's not that I feel bad anyway."

  Gu Chi: "..."

  Shen Tang suddenly changed his indifference and coldness, and his eyes were slightly more smiling, as if the moonlight tulle was dyed a little bit dizzy: "Anyway, after sobering up, the other me will feel bad for me."

  Gu Chi was almost at a loss for words: "Master, you..."

  Shen Tang: "We are all alone, what are we afraid of?"

  Gu Chi: "...not afraid."

  Shen Tang was noncommittal, but remembered something, and said with a smile: "I was really a little naughty when I was young, so please bear with me."

  Gu Chi: "... Chi has a question."

  Shen Tang said: "You ask."

  Gu Chi said straight up: "How old is my lord?"

   Among the staff, he is the one who knows the most secrets of Shen Tang, and he also knows that this lord has inextricable connections with the Gongxi tribe. However, the protagonist has no impression of this.

   The one in front of me is steady, how much do you remember?

  Shen Tang shook his head slightly: "I don't remember..."

   Seeing Gu Chi's expression of disbelief, she took the initiative to explain.

   "...I can't remember anything... But I can be sure that my mind is more mature than when I was young, and I should be older than her."

  Gu Chi: "..."

  With all due respect, he doesn't think the lord in front of him is any more mature than the lord who is not drunk. The protagonist in front of him is the one who would draw his sword and kill someone if he disagreed with each other. Didn't you stand up for Chu Yao before, threatening to cut off Chu Jie's dog's head?

  Low expression does not mean mature mind.

   It's just that these complaints are not easy to open.

  He was afraid that the other party would become angry and strike him with a sword.

Gu Chi: "You can't keep yesterday. If you don't remember it, don't remember it. In our hearts, the lord will always be the lord, and that's enough. It's just that lord, you drank too much today, so you should go back to the tent to rest earlier, instead of staying in The night breeze is blowing here. If you accidentally catch the cold, Chu Wuhui will investigate it, and it will be enough to drink a pot." He unconsciously used the tone he used to coax his younger brothers and sisters.

  Shen Tang said: "It's not blowing the night wind."

  Gu Chi: "Could it be sobering up?"

  Shen Tang shook his head, and patted off the red cloth wine seal with one hand.

   said: "No, I'm here to commemorate a friend."

   "Who do you pay homage to?"

  My protagonist is obsessed with work, how can he have time to expand his circle of friends? Gu Chi couldn't lock the target for a while.

  Shen Tang announced the answer: "Yan Xingning."

  This answer completely exceeded Gu Chi's expectations: "Yan Xingning? Yan An? When did this person become the Lord's friend?"

   "If you share the same goals, how can you not count them as friends?"

  Gu Chi also knew a little about Yan An, so he couldn't help but sigh: "It's a pity—the outside world misunderstood him a lot."

  Shen Tang poured the wine on the ground: "This billowing dust, one or two people who know him is enough. I am the same."

   Gu Chi agrees with the first half of the sentence, but disagrees with the second half.

   There are only one or two people in the world who know the master?

  With the lord's...this indescribable physique, there will be more like-minded followers in the future, and he will definitely not walk alone like Yan Anna. Gu Chi retorted softly in his heart, and saw the lord reaching out to him: "Do you have a musical instrument?"

  Gu Chi: "..."

   Ah, forget it? ? ?

  Shen Tang raised his eyebrows and asked back: "What kind of eyes do you have?"

Gu Chi took a small step back, unnaturally: "Chi knows that the lord wants to play a sad song, and give away Yan Xingning, but most of the sad music is for the memory... Yan Xingning can also be counted as helping the lord, and the matter of repaying revenge, we Don't do it?"

  My lord's mourning and joy...

   Directly cross from super speed to soul flying and annihilation.

  Shen Tang was angry: "Who made you be naughty at this time? How can I not know my level of music theory? Bring it!"

  Gu Chi reluctantly contributed the Piccolo.

Then-

  The sound of the flute is penetrating like a ray of cold light, brightening the sky, breaking through the rustling north wind, and blending with the sky, earth and moonlight.

  Sorrow and joy have always been gray-like heavy, with reluctance and melancholy, and depression in the heart. However, Gu Chi could hear a bit of open-mindedness and ease in the flute of the protagonist's unknown tune. When I close my eyes, I seem to be able to see a tall and straight figure like a pine and a bamboo, stepping through the vast sea of ​​clouds alone.

   Wearing moonlight, wave goodbye to this billowing dust.

  By the time he recovered, the sound of the flute had already stopped.

  He has lived in the noisy and treacherous environment all year round, and he has never been so light and relaxed physically and mentally like this moment.

  Gu Chi couldn't help asking: "What's the name of this tune?"

"I don't remember. If you want to choose a serious name, let's call it 'Duhun'..." Shen Tang looked back at the border barrier, and whispered, "Take him to Xingning, and also go through that battle and sleep here forever." Heroic spirit. I only hope that there will be no more disputes in this land."

  Gu Chi softly brows and eyes: "That's difficult—but at least, the lord is not like Yan Xingning walking alone—"

  Shen Tang handed the piccolo back: "Thank you for your kind words."

  At this time, the halos of the sun turned the clouds into orange, as if a pair of invisible hands tore a corner of the night, and more and more light joined it, expanding slowly and firmly along this gap. Until Namo Chaoguang jumped up the mountains.

  The two returned one after the other.

  Gu Chi took advantage of the lord's wine still not sober, and asked a question he had been curious about for a long time: "My lord, I have a question."

"you say."

   "Why is the lord's music theory normal?"

  Shen Tang seems to have fallen into a suspicious silence.

  It took a while to explain: "I only know this song."

   Without him, practice makes perfect.

  Gu Chi: "Oh."

   Change the subject wisely.

  Continue to study, he is afraid that the lord will become angry from embarrassment.