The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Wen Jue said: "But Your Majesty, your safety is in danger."

Chang De said: "General Wen, don't worry, I have already lit the signal, and someone will come to pick him up soon."

After Wen Jue heard the words, he expressed his reassurance. After resigning from His Majesty, he said to Wang Ergou: "Let's go."

Wang Ergou opened his mouth and wanted to say that he could go back without him taking it, but Wen Jue had already picked up the basket on the ground first, so he hesitated for a long time before swallowing that idea.

The two walked one after the other, without speaking to each other the whole time.

Wen Jue thought about the child's injury because of himself, and wanted to say something to appease the child's emotions, but he was afraid that if he opened his mouth, the ghost system would set the OOC alarm in his mind, so he could only hold back and say nothing ,do nothing.

As for Wang Ergou, he really doesn't want to pay attention to this cold guy. Although this person has no obligation to protect himself, no matter who he is so completely abandoned at the critical moment of life and death, and he still says such things, he will not be right. The other party has a good impression, not to mention, let alone this guy, he even smashed his own water.

When approaching Wang Ergou's house, Wen Jue saw a thin old man leaning on a cane standing at the door and looking around. He recognized Wang Ergou's grandfather from a long distance, and looked down at himself. Wen Jue felt that it was better not to disturb him. This old man put the basket outside the yard, and said, "Go in by yourself."

Wang Ergou's conditioned reflex is just one sentence: "You have already sent me the fucking door, so you can't send me back?"

After Hua said it, he didn't get a response for a long time, and then he suddenly remembered who he was talking to.

The child raised his head and looked at Wen Jue with some caution. The man was wearing a mask. Wang Ergou couldn't see his expression clearly, but he could see the displeasure in those eyes.

Wang Ergou suddenly felt a chill on his back, then picked up two bags of water from the basket and ran into the yard.

He ran into the house all at once, hid behind the old man at the door, waited for a while, and then stretched out his head to look outside. When he saw that the man had turned and left, he heaved a sigh of relief.

What was he talking about just now? This person is a man who kills people without batting an eyelid. If he really doesn't want to kill himself...

Thinking of this, the child couldn't help shivering. Life is really too dangerous, so don't go out if you have nothing to do in the future!

Wen Jue's unbreakable skill was already very fast when he was at the second level, and now at the third level, he can probably catch up to the speed of the cheetah.

It took him less than two quarters of an hour to walk from Fuyu Village to the nearby town just like this.

Passing by a tailor shop on the way, Wen Jue went in and bought a set of clothes to change into. By the way, he bought a cloak of similar style but white color, and then went to Fuyu Village again.

Wen Jue was not a nosy person, but it was indeed because of him that the child suffered a bloody disaster today, so Wen Jue decided to go and have a look.

It only took Wen Jue more than a quarter of an hour to return to the village. The house was completely bare, and the yard didn't even have a door. When Wen Jue entered, there was cooking smoke above the kitchen.

When he stepped in, he saw the child sitting in front of the stove and lighting a fire, blowing vigorously with a hair dryer in his hand, his face was blackened by the charcoal fire, and covered with hot sweat, like a little tabby cat with stripes.

He probably heard footsteps, so he stopped what he was doing and said, "Grandpa, dinner will be ready soon."

The words fell, and there was no response for a long time. Wang Ergou raised his head in doubt. He asked in a daze at first, and then the hair dryer in his hand suddenly fell to the ground.

This familiar outfit is him!

"You..." the child opened his mouth, and just said a word, but found that he didn't know what to say.

Wen Jue bent down, picked up the hair dryer made of bamboo on the ground, handed it to Wang Ergou, and said, "Long time no see."

The familiar voice and gentle tone seemed so long-lost.

Wang Ergou suddenly felt sore in his heart, but then he said, "Why the hell are you here again?"

Hearing this, Wen Jue raised his head suddenly, as if he wanted to hit him, but when his palm fell, he lost his strength. He touched the child's small forehead, and said, "You forgot me again!" if?"

This kid, you say he's ignorant, but he knows everything, you say he's precocious, but he can't even speak properly, the expression on his face is obviously happy for Wen Jue's arrival, but the words he speaks are very ugly, Even if it sounds ugly, he himself is completely unaware of these problems.

It was Wen Jue who reminded him, and it took him a while to react, and he even subconsciously wanted to contradict him, but he didn't know what to think of, and in the end he didn't order it, and even looked at Wen Jue with a little dodge.

Wen Jue's eyes fell on Wang Ergou's arm, and found that the injury there was not treated at all, so he couldn't help but frowned, and then he pretended not to be clear and asked, "What about the hand?"

Thinking of today's experience, Wang Ergou was obviously not very happy, his small face was almost wrinkled into a big bun: "It's nothing, I just met a bastard today, not to mention being troubled by that grandson, and almost killed me It's all gone."

Wen Jue: "..." For the first time in Professor Wen's life, he felt that he was a bit of a scumbag. He was concerned about this kid's injury, and he ran around in the hot weather just to hear this kid scold him?

"Why don't you speak?" Seeing Wen Jue's silence, Wang Ergou asked with his head slightly forward.

Wen Jue said, "What do you think?"

Wang Ergou thought for a while, realized something, and felt embarrassed. After a while, he scratched his head indiscriminately, and said, "I'm used to it, I can't change it."

"As long as you are willing, there is nothing you can't do!" Wen Jue said, paused, and then said, "A gentleman doesn't talk about people's right and wrong behind their backs, you know?"

Wang Ergou showed a confused expression and asked, "What does a gentleman mean?"

Wen Jue: "..." Wen Jue suddenly felt that in his dungeon, the most difficult thing was not to push the protagonist to the throne, but to improve its compulsion.

I don't even know what "gentleman" means, so how can I reform this?

Feeling depressed for a while, Wen Jue chose not to continue on this topic for the time being, so he brought the topic back to the previous one: "Don't swear in the future."

Wang Ergou looked tangled, but finally agreed.

As for why he agreed to the request of the person who had just met eating noodles today, Wang Ergou himself didn't know.

But the only thing he knows is that he doesn't want to have any trouble with this person because of this kind of thing.

After all, this is the first person besides grandpa to get along with him like this.

Probably in Wang Ergou's heart, this person is already his friend.

Wen Jue squatted down, pulled a broken bench casually, put a plain bundle in his hand on it, untied it, and took out the wound medicine that he hadn't had time to give to Wang Ergou before, and a roll bought at the mayor. The bandage came, and said, "Stretch out your hand."

Although Wang Ergou is often clever, but in some respects he is extremely slow, Wen Jue is like this, he still has the expression that he doesn't understand the meaning of the other party.

"Let me treat the wound for you." Wen Jue could only explain.

Wang Ergou finally came to his senses, the child first moved his eyes, and then stretched out his hand obediently.

Wen Jue got some cloth and wiped the blood on his arm, then sprinkled the powder on it, wrapped it with a bandage, then pointed to a new set of plain clothes in the bag, and said, "Go and change... Your clothes are torn."

"Give it to me?" Wang Ergou's reaction was the same as that of every child who sees new clothes, with joy in his eyes, but he stood still for a long time while holding the bag. , he said: "I will keep it and wear it later."

Wen Jue said: "If you don't wear it, you will become smaller."

Wang Ergou said: "But the clothes will get dirty."

Wen Jue realized what he meant, and said, "It's okay, just wash it." He knew that it was the dry season and the water shortage was severe, so he didn't expect the child to take a refreshing bath before changing clothes.

Wang Ergou heard the words, thought for a while, and then said: "Then I will change into this clothes."

Wang Ergou limped out with his clothes in his arms, but when he came back after a while, he was still wearing the same ragged outfit. When he met Wen Jue's gaze, he dodged his gaze for a moment, and then stammered his explanation Said: "I, I'll wait until it rains, I'll take a shower, and then wear this."

Wen Jue is not a person who likes to make things difficult for others. Originally, he bought this clothes when he went to the clothing store to get rid of his blood-stained clothes. What's more, his heart is so hot that it doesn't matter if the clothes are torn, so Wen Jue He didn't say anything, just said: "I see that your foot is injured?"

In fact, Wen Jue wanted to say this when he was treating Wang Ergou's shoulder injury just now, but the child was sitting still, and he couldn't speak directly, so he was asked to go out to change clothes. opportunity to ask.

I also did it on the child's feet, Wen Jue looked at the sky again, it was already dusk outside.

Wen Jue grabbed his sweaty clothes that were sticking to his chest and tore at them, thinking that for you kid, I really broke my heart.

Wang Ergou was also looking at Wen Jue. He stared at the beautifully shaped lips and white chin exposed under the cloak. After a long time, he couldn't help but asked, "Why do you keep wearing the cloak?"

In September, Yancheng is full of heat.

"Jingle Bell……"

"Students, get out of class is over!", the bell rang, and the female teacher on the podium closed the book in her hand.

Zhao Yunchu was sitting near the door in the back row of the classroom. When the teacher finished speaking, she had already stepped over the threshold of the back door with one foot.

The university campus is full of green trees and flowers blooming all the way, but what is more gorgeous than the flowers are the energetic faces of the students.

Young students shuttled through the best university in the smoke city in groups, and they had a bright future.

To be admitted to this first-class university that ranks first in the province and enjoys a high reputation in the whole country, Zhao Yunchu should have a clear sky in his heart.

But in fact, she is very heavy at the moment, as heavy as a dark cloud that is raining on her head, and a ball of cotton that can absorb water is still stuffed in her heart.

Her brother-in-law's company ran into problems, and his brother-in-law worked day and night and fell ill from overwork, so he was admitted to the hospital.

Zhao Yunchu thought of the man who was only over forty but had gray hair on his temples. He treated himself like a daughter.

Zhao Yunchu's father went to prison when she was three years old, and she has never seen her father since she can remember.

As for father's love, it was given to her by her unrelated brother-in-law Yu Kangran. Now that man fell ill, she was very worried.

Zhao Yun lowered his head slightly and walked briskly on the way back to the dormitory, thinking in his heart that he would put the books back in the dormitory and go to the hospital.

Suddenly the phone in his pocket vibrated violently, and when he took it out, it was her sister.

Just as Zhao Yunchu pressed the answer button, before he could speak, he heard her sister's urgent voice on the other end of the phone.

"Yunchu, come to the hospital quickly!" In the soft and watery voice in the past, there was obvious trembling and choking at this moment.

Zhao Yunchu's heart sank inexplicably, and he asked anxiously: "Sister, what's wrong with you, are you crying?"

"Yunchu, your brother-in-law... the doctor said he's dying..." Zhao Yunting's voice on the phone was intermittent and hoarse.

"What, what?" The forward steps froze there, Zhao Yunchu couldn't believe it, and then heard her sister say it again.

At that moment, her whole body seemed to be struck by lightning, and her mind went blank.

I don't know how long it took, and the suppressed crying sound came from the phone.

Zhao Yunchu felt himself turn around mechanically, and then rushed out like a wild horse.

She ran madly towards the outside of the school, and because she ran too fast, she bumped into someone along the way.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Yunchu took a few steps back and sat down on the ground, and then a sharp pain came from the palm of his hand.

It was obviously scratched by rubbing on the concrete floor, and because of hitting his forehead, his brain was also buzzing.

"..." The boy who was hit by her couldn't help but frowned, but when he looked at the person on the ground, he froze for a moment.

"Student, are you alright?"

When the boy saw Zhao Yunchu sitting on the ground in a daze, and then saw her pale face, he was startled, and immediately stepped forward, trying to help Zhao Yunchu up.

Zhao Yunchu sat on the ground for a few seconds, pushed away the boy's hand, and got up from the ground enduring the pain.

She didn't look up, just apologized incoherently, and left in a hurry.

The boy was stunned for a moment while maintaining his slightly bent posture, then he straightened up for a while and looked at the back that was leaving in the dust, he was speechless for a while.

The girl was wearing a white T-shirt and light-colored slacks, with a thin body, but she ran so fast, her long black hair was blown into the air by the wind.

What is the urgent matter, to be so desperate?

"Young Master Qin—what happened to your hand?"

A sudden low cry interrupted Qin Fengyu's thoughts. He turned his head to look at Wang Xu beside him, and saw Wang Xu looking at his right hand.

He lowered his head, only to realize that his white shirt had been stained with a dazzling red at some point.

"Feng Yu, are you alright?" Another person asked, his name was Xu Wenzhou, and he was Qin Fengyu's childhood friend.

Qin Fengyu stared at his blood-stained sleeve for a long while, then remembered something, and couldn't help but frowned slightly, "I'm fine, this may be left by the scratched palm of that person just now."

He turned around as he said that, as if he was about to leave, but the anxious and empty eyes of the girl just now appeared in his mind, and he was inexplicably agitated.

"Young Master Qin, aren't we going out of the east gate to the clubhouse, are you?" Seeing him walking back suddenly, Wang Xu couldn't help but ask.

Qin Fengyu glanced at his dirty clothes, and motioned: "Go back and change your clothes, you guys go first!"

Wang Xu immediately answered, "Then are you still here?"

Qin Fengyu was a little impatient: "Why do you talk so much, you kid, you go first, and I will follow." After finishing speaking, he left without saying anything.

Zhao Yunchu took a taxi at the school gate and drove all the way to the hospital where Yu Kangran was.

Before she got close to the emergency department, she heard hysterical crying. She became stiff for a while, and couldn't move anymore—the voice clearly belonged to her sister.