The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

A black line flashed across Wen Jue's face: "It's better to die than to live?" He now seriously doubts that this secondary and secondary system is connoting himself.

Wen Jue has always had a good memory, so after thinking about it for a while, he understood the current situation.

According to the description in the book, this year is the 18th year of Tianji in this world, and Wen Chongzhou is 17 years old.

Let’s talk about Wen Chongzhou. He was diligent and studious since he was a child. He was good at bowing, horse riding and shooting. He joined the army at the age of 14 and made military achievements in his first battle. He developed the ability to be good at fighting, and in the next few confrontations with the rebels, he made outstanding achievements repeatedly, assisting the commander in defeating the southwestern rebels who had gone all the way north, and regaining several lost cities in one fell swoop.

In just two years, he was promoted step by step from an unknown soldier in the army to Captain Yao. Although he was only a sixth-rank military officer, considering his modest background and age at that time, he was already on the rise. A man who has been in the army for a lifetime, is getting old, and is just a nameless soldier.

In today's words, this life is a cheating game suddenly opened.

At such a young age, he has already shown his talents. It is not difficult to imagine how much he will achieve in the near future.

But it is such a person, but because of the influence of his growth environment, he has formed an extremely utilitarian and sinister character, and it is this dark and paranoid character that finally pushes him step by step into the abyss of eternal doom.

In the Battle of Pingcheng, he killed more than [-] rebels and captured more than [-] people in one fell swoop. Although he was appreciated by the emperor, at the same time, he also left a name in the hearts of the world as a cruel, murderous, god.

It feels very troublesome to play such a person well, but let's take it one step at a time, after all, the worst result is just a head.

Just as Wen Jue was thinking this way, he heard footsteps coming from outside, and with the sound of pushing the door, the figure of the kitten on the ground spread out in an instant and disappeared from the spot. At the same time, a group of people rushed forward Come in.

Wen Jue turned his head and saw those people, his head suddenly became dizzy.

This is Wen Chongzhou's family, the group that caused his distorted personality.

"Zhou'er, you're awake." The leader, a middle-aged man with a white face and long beard, said with concern.

Wen Jue guessed the identity of this man right away, but he really couldn't say it if he was asked to call this man "father".

Seeing his son staring at him indifferently, Wen Bohui didn't speak. The joy on his face stagnated for a moment, but he soon returned to normal: "Zhou'er, why did you get out of bed before you recovered from your serious injury? Go back and lie down." .”

Wen Jue is a cautious person, and the situation is not fully clear at the moment, so he will naturally not act rashly, so he just nodded calmly, and then walked towards the bed with heavy steps.

And following his nodding, a beep sounded in his mind, followed by the childish mechanical voice of 110: "The character has been activated successfully, the character identity, the Great Shang Dynasty Protector General Wen Chongzhou, the character attributes: Insidious, vicious, double-faced and three-handed, revenge is inevitable, IQ: 112, EQ: 121, guts: 123, task progress: 0."

Wen Jue: "..." What's going on, why does this little thing seem to be talking in his head?

"The host's idea is correct. The sheriff is living in your consciousness now." Hearing this sentence, Wen Jue stopped looking around, and continued walking forward without changing his expression.

Wen Bohui looked at his thin and frail back, and a look of confusion flashed in his eyes. After a while, he turned to the handsome young man beside him and said, "Master Shen, please take a look at the dog. How is his injury?" My lord's full name is Shen Jimei. She is only 25 years old, but she has already been judged by the fifth-rank right court of the Taiyuan Hospital. Because of her superb medical skills, she has won the favor of the emperor.

Shen Jimei responded, walked to Wen Jue's side and bowed respectfully: "General, I'm asking for your pulse."

Wen Jue stretched out an arm very cooperatively: "Master Lao Shen is here."

His voice was very hoarse, but it didn't affect his expression. Nan Xi, who was standing on the periphery of the crowd, was unconsciously relieved when he saw this.

——Looking at the son like this, there should be no problem. I couldn't recognize myself just now, it must be because I have been in a coma for a long time.

Shen Jimei took Wen Jue's pulse, and then began to check the burns on his body.

Wen Jue's current body is so rotten that there are not many good places left. It is terrifying. When Shen Jimei untied the cloth strips on his face, the maids in the room couldn't help covering their mouths with veils. She turned her nose away, but Shen Jimei didn't even frown when she was in such close contact with him. When she checked Wen Jue's hand, she saw the blood on the back of his hand. After a pause, her eyes widened. There was only a slight fluctuation in it.

He thought of the scene he saw when he came in - the shattered mirror, and he couldn't help but sigh.

Why!After all, he is just a boy who has just turned seventeen. No matter how calm he is in front of others, it must be extremely painful to see himself in this state.

Shen Jimei looked at the people around the room, and then said to Wen Bohui who was looking at this side: "Master Wen, I'm going to give the general medicine, you see?"

Wen Bohui immediately understood, waved everyone away, and went out by himself, leaving only Shen Jimei, master and apprentice, and Nanxi in the room to take care of them.

Shen Jimei asked Nanxi to bring hot water to clean up the residual medicine on Wen Jue's wound, and then, with the help of his apprentice, reapplied the medicine from head to toe.

After finishing all this, she took the handkerchief handed over by her apprentice and wiped the sweat from her forehead. Then Shen Jimei raised her head. She wanted to see Wen Jue's state, but when she raised her eyes, she happened to meet her. The opponent's line of sight.

The exposed eye, with bright red bloodshot eyes, seems to have endured great pain, but the expression in the eyes is so calm, like a pool of still water without waves, how can such eyes Is it appropriate for this age?

What is it about such a serious injury that made him survive?

This kid is simply a freak. I really don't know if he will be a blessing or a disaster for this big merchant country in the future.

Shen Jimei withdrew her thoughts, and took the herbal medicine that Nan Xi boiled again: "Drink the medicine."

Wen Jue took it, without blinking, and drank the black stuff in one gulp.

Shen Jimei said: "If the general is tired, you can take a rest, and the officer will leave first. If you feel unwell, let your attendant call me."

Wen Jue said, "It's time to work."

After Shen Jimei left, he slowly closed his eyes.He hasn't had a good rest for a long time, and now, he plans to take a nap first.

I don't know what kind of medicine the imperial physician Shen gave him. Wen Jue felt that the burning pain in his body was relieved a lot, and after lying down for a while, his consciousness became a little blurred.

In a daze, he heard Nanxi talking with a woman outside the door.

"Aunt Yun, why haven't you left yet?"

"Zhou Er, what's the matter?" The female voice who answered him was very gentle.

"Physician Shen changed the medicine, the general just fell asleep, does Aunt Yun want to go in and have a look?"

"Since he's asleep, I won't go in... When he wakes up, I'll come over and have a look."

Although the description of Wen Chongzhou's family background and environment in the book is not exhaustive, based on those alone, it is not difficult to judge that the woman outside should be Wen Chongzhou's biological mother, Aunt Yun. There will be no one else who cares about him.

To be honest, Wen Jue was a little moved. For a moment, he even wanted Nan Xi to let someone in, but then he thought about his current appearance. This woman would only make her sad, so only outsiders would go. up.

In a blink of an eye, Wen Jue survived the dead body on the bed for three days. During this period, the King of Shang came to see it in person. The Holy Majesty visited this small five-rank Hanlin Mansion in person. For everyone in the Wen family, it was really flattering. Shocked, Sansheng was lucky, and each of them was excited like something.

As soon as the emperor entered the door, he took a look at the furnishings of the room, and frowned first: "I am a dignified first-rank general who protects the country, Mr. Wen let him live in such a place."

The king's wrath was like thunder, with a single word, Wen Bohui knelt down on the ground, shaking like chaff, unable to even utter a word to defend himself.

So on the same day, Wen Jue was carried by a group of people, and changed rooms in a mighty way.

Wen Jue lay on the bed, looking at the room full of antique calligraphy and painting, bead curtains and jasper, his eyes hurt from being shaken.

He now strictly suspects that Mr. Wen has brought all the valuable things in the house to him, and he is not happy to ask the other party to clear them out.

For a person with heart disease, such an environment is really not conducive to self-cultivation, so Wen Jue fell ill that night.

Fortunately, he was prepared. Shen Jimei, who had diagnosed his palpitations earlier, got him some medicine. After taking one, he rested for a while, and finally recovered.

However, as soon as he lay down, a white light flashed in the tent, and 110 appeared in front of his eyes with a petite and domineering figure, and a secondary figure leaked from the domineering aura: "The system issued a primary mission, mission 1. resolve the crisis."

"So this is what you call life-threatening?" Wen Jue stood under the scorching sun, looking at the little boy who was squatting on the ground in the distance and pawing with his hands on the dry and cracked ground. The small figure couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth.

In the middle of the night, a patient with heart disease and severe burns was forcibly dug into this wilderness, and he was let to watch a child digging and playing with it?

However, as if to prove Wen Jue's words, the child on the ground staggered and fell to the ground after standing up and taking a few steps.