The growth strategy of the emperor who wears books

Not far away, a man came slowly on horseback under the support of a large group of entourage and soldiers. The man was wearing a navy blue round-necked brocade jacket, covered with silver soft armor, and a mighty blood-colored scarlet was embroidered on the exposed half of the wide sleeve. The qilin was as vivid as a spirit beast entrenched on his body.

His figure is not as strong and rough as ordinary soldiers, he can even be described as thin, and his long hair, which is half pulled up and half put down by the white jade hairpin, adds a bit of elegance and bookishness to him. But in fact, anyone who saw him would never associate him with the word weak.

This man, killed tens of thousands of rebels in one fell swoop, rescued the Great Shang Emperor from the raging fire by himself, and in just a few days thoroughly investigated the Northwest Disaster Bank case by means of thunder, and beheaded more than [-] officials involved in the incident. General of the country!

However, although there are various dark deeds about General Wen's brutality and inhumanity circulating among the people, there are some things that people will not feel so deeply unless they have personally experienced them.What's more, against the backdrop of those exaggerated rumors that described Wen Jue as having a heart like a snake and a face like a ghost, eating people and drinking blood, the man in front of him with a fair complexion, a slender figure, and a calm temperament, instead It gave the onlookers an inexplicable sense of loss, and there was an unexpected surprise in the loss, and the surprise did not dissipate, followed by the anger after being deceived... All in all, these are the people who saw the University of Wenzhou General Lushan's real face is extremely complicated.

Among these people, Yin Wujiu is probably the only one whose mood is completely different from theirs. He can't see the man's aloofness, he can't see his outstanding demeanor, and he can't see the crowd closely surrounding him. The armed soldiers guarding him, in his eyes, only the blood that was almost stained red by the moonlight that night on Letian Mountain - he hated this man, and wished he could rush up immediately and cut him into pieces, smashing his bones into ashes.

"Hey, I don't think this general is as scary as the rumors said at all. Now it seems that it may be a rumor, and he didn't do that at all..." Fat Tiger babbled, but turned his head When he came, he was shocked by Yin Wujiu's ugly face and fell silent.

"You, what's the matter with you?" After a long while, Fat Tiger carefully touched Yin Wujiu's arm, seeing that he didn't respond at all, he asked worriedly, "Yin Wujiu, you're not scared, are you? Don't be afraid, even if General Wen is really murderous, if we don't provoke him, he probably won't...he won't kill innocent people indiscriminately!"

Fat Tiger was racking his brains to think of words to comfort Yin Wujiu, who would have thought that the other party would rush out suddenly, and would not stop after being stopped by the soldiers standing in front, struggling frantically while yelling in the direction of General Wen Cursing cruel words like "Bastard bastard, I will kill you, I will kill you".

"What are you doing, you don't want to die!" After a few seconds of persuasion, Fat Tiger rushed up and hugged Yin Wujiu's waist to pull him back.

Some pains don’t disappear if they don’t show up, just like Yin Wujiu seldom mentioned his grandfather these days, but that doesn’t mean he has forgotten it, he is just trying not to let himself remember it, but at this moment Wen Chongzhou's appearance rekindled the pain he had hidden in his heart.

Although Yin Wujiu looks sensible at times, he is only an eight-year-old child after all, and his emotions and anger are often uncontrollable. Except for the tragic situation when his grandfather died that night, he can no longer think about it at this moment, let alone measure it. What kind of consequences do you have to bear after this impulse.

——There is only one thing on his mind now, and that is revenge.

This movement quickly attracted the attention of everyone present. "Wen Chongzhou" was notorious, and his existence threatened the interests of many people inside and outside the court. Countless people wanted him dead. In half a year, Wen Jue, who secretly assassinated and cursed in the open, and cried and shouted to send him to see Lord Yan, had seen it all before, so he could say that he had already seen the scene before him. After seeing that familiar childish voice, Wen Jue was not even interested in taking a look.

After all, even if to some extent, those malice were not aimed at him deliberately, but no one would like to meet such disgusting eyes, wishing to die quickly.

Wen Jue's face froze, and then he quickly looked towards the source of the confusion. When he stared, he happened to meet the gaze of Yin Wujiu who had been staring at him. The child's eyes were bloodshot and red, and the hatred in his eyes was like In essence, for Wen Jue, who had put his heart and soul into him, it was like a long needle stuck in his heart. At that moment, Wen Jue's heart throbbed fiercely.

In a brief daze, the horse he sat on suddenly neighed loudly, and then galloped towards Yin Wujiu without warning.

At this time, Yin Wujiu raised his hand high in the air, showing a throwing posture - he threw something to hit Wen Jue, but he missed and hit the fierce horse sitting under Wen Jue.

The already chaotic scene reached its climax because of this, panic screams came from the air, the people standing behind Yin Wujiu fled in fright, and the guards who were blocking Yin Wujiu were also out of fear. Instinctively turned aside, probably these guards are somewhat kind, and they even pulled Yin Wujiu at such a critical moment, but Yin Wujiu seemed to be crazy, he broke free from the guard's hand, and even took him away With the saber at his waist, he rushed towards the frightened horse.

"Get out of the way—" Wen Jue yelled loudly, then pulled the white horse's rein sideways with all his strength, and the white horse, which was about to step on Yin Wujiu's head, slammed violently under the pain Turning a corner, if Wen Jue hadn't been prepared, he would have been thrown a few feet away by this fierce horse.

Wen Jue held the rein tightly, while controlling the direction of the horse's running, while leaning down against the horse's neck, he took pains to appease its emotions. After a while, the white horse gradually calmed down.

Wen Jue breathed a sigh of relief, the first thing he did after he stopped was to turn around and look at Yin Wujiu.

When he saw the child sitting on the ground with a pale face and dull, unfocused eyes, he almost immediately got off his horse and walked over there quickly.

As Wen Jue approached this way, the commoners stepped back a few meters, seeing the terrified appearance, it was not much better than when the fierce horse rushed over just now, until Wen Jue stood still in front of Yin Wujiu, and When they leaned over and stretched out their hands towards the child, the eyes of everyone looking at Yin Wujiu had changed to looking at a dead person.

This kid is really crazy, he dared to offend the general who protects the country, and he might not be able to get back a hundred lives.

"Yo, what happened?" In the dead silence, a clear and lazy voice came from behind.

Everyone looked towards the source of the sound, and saw a young man in luxurious clothes, with a face like a crown, slowly pacing towards this side.

And when Wen Jue heard this familiar voice, his hand movements also froze - he suddenly realized that his current identity was not Yin Wujiu's master, but the cruel and ruthless ghost-faced general in the eyes of the world.

Thinking of this, Wen Jue originally stretched out the hand that wanted to pick up the child from the ground, but after a pause, he turned around, Wen Jue exerted force on his hand, directly grabbed Yin Wujiu's collar and lifted him up from the ground: "Are you going to kill me?"

Listening to the man's hoarse, emotionless questioning voice, Yin Wujiu's chaotic brain finally came to his senses.

He must have been dazzled just now, otherwise how could he see the expression of concern in the devil's eyes?What was even more frightening was that he still felt a sense of familiarity in those eyes.

He is simply bewitched!

Yin Wujiu shook his head vigorously, looked again at the man standing in front of him who was looking down at him from a high position, then he suddenly picked up the long sword that had been passed over by the guard on the ground, and stabbed at Wen Jue. past.

Wen Jue easily turned sideways to avoid it, then stretched out his hand to grab Yin Wujiu's wrist, turned it over forcefully, the child let out a pained cry, and the long sword in his hand fell out of his hand, and the next second, Wen Jue firmly caught it again. It was in the palm of the hand, and then rested on Yin Wujiu's slender and tender neck.

"If you want to kill me, who gave you the confidence?" The indifferent words came out of that hoarse voice, as if seeping from hell.

The cold sword's toughness pressed against the arteries of the neck, making Yin Wujiu's heart sink slowly.

He suddenly remembered what his master once said, "After you have completed your studies, you will be able to kill enemies with your own hands", but now, does he have completed his studies? He just scratched the surface of martial arts, fighting with a few classmates After gaining some upper hand, he even tried to kill this terrible guy by himself.

Yin Wujiu knew that he was going to die, and at this moment before "death", he began to be afraid, he was afraid that he would never see the master who was gentle and considerate to him, and taught him patiently.

After he died, would Master...would he be sad, or would he be as sad as when his grandfather passed away?

He didn't want Master to be sad.

Thinking of this, Yin Wujiu also began to feel sad uncontrollably in his heart. The sadness was like a tide, getting more and more turbulent, as if it would completely submerge him in the next second. Wen Jue watched the child's big eyes accumulating rapidly. Full of tears, one after another fell down, the front of the clothes on his chest was dizzy, and the hand holding the sword trembled involuntarily.

He wished he could immediately drop the sword and hug the child on the ground to comfort him, but in the current situation, he absolutely couldn't do that.

The collapse of the character is still secondary, and more importantly, Wen Jue cannot let Yin Wujiu recognize him; let alone make Yin Hongyu realize that this child is the former Wang Ergou, who "died young" many years ago during the Great Shang Dynasty The Nine Princes.

So now, he must not soften his heart.

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