Slag to the collapse of the world [Quick Transmigration]

Li Xiucai and the two nearby cottage leaders looked at each other.

"Well, the master." The dog-headed military commander coughed as the opening, and then said with an apologetic smile: "You have a gap with the court, and it is understandable to have some opinions on them—"

Yan Tong pulled out the knife abruptly, everyone saw a flash of metal in front of them, and then there was a slamming sound, the long knife had been inserted squarely into the table in front of Li Xiucai, the tip of the knife was facing down, and the blade was away from the military adviser's nose It was only an inch, and the killing intent reflected brightly under the candlelight.

The whole place was silent.

"I said it a long time ago," Yan Tong raised his eyes and looked around the entire Juyi Hall inch by inch, his voice was colder than a knife's edge, "If you really follow the imperial court, no matter where you go to fight, the imperial court will fill you with brothers to the front."

Everyone looked at him, Yan Tong paused, and said word by word: "As long as my words, Luo Hongmei, are still useful for a day, I will definitely not watch my brothers die!"

Everyone cheered immediately, and Li Xiucai and the other leader looked at each other again, with a bit of helplessness in their eyes - the leader of the family has always been like this, a few bold words can calm down the entire Qipanzhai.

Amidst the applause, Li Xiucai looked over the blade and landed on Yan Tong, and said, "Village Master, then you can't let the brothers be fugitives for the rest of their lives, can you?"

This was a serious word, and several leaders immediately put down the wine glasses in their hands, waiting to see how Luo Hongmei would respond.

Yan Tong stretched out his hand, grasped the handle of the knife with his backhand, and pulled the knife out from the table, "Xiu Cai, entrusting your life to the court is an extremely stupid way, no different from committing suicide."

Li Xiucai pouted, his expression filled with disapproval.

Seeing his expression, Yan Tong's head started to hurt again - what should I say to make this group of people who believe in the imperial court understand?

At this moment, someone in the lobby said loudly: "Today is the fourth master's birthday, the eldest master, military advisor, let's postpone this matter later? Don't spoil everyone's happiness."

"Yes, yes, yes," He Yun, the fourth leader, reacted quickly, immediately raised the wine jar, and said to Yan Tong: "Big boss! I haven't toasted you just now!"

After he finished shouting, he tilted his neck and drank gulp.

Yan Tong picked up a wine jug from his hand and filled it up for himself, clinked glasses with He Yun from a distance, and drank it completely.

He put down his wine glass, glanced at Li Xiucai, turned around and left.

The atmosphere became lively again, Yan Tong separated from the crowd and walked towards the side door. When he passed by a table, his hand was suddenly grabbed.

He glanced back, and recognized that it was Jin He, the second leader who rescued him just now, so he nodded and said, "The second leader."

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Jin He is an old man who fled to Qipanshan from the frontier army with Luo Hongmei. He has always been reassuring in his work, and Luo Hongmei has always kept him by his side.

While pulling Yan Tong through the crowd, he said in a low voice: "Li Xiucai and the others have always been like this. Scholars don't have much knowledge, so you don't have to worry about it."

"I know." Yan Tong also lowered his voice.

He had been in the frontier army for several years, and he knew much more about the ways of the court than those who just wanted to sell everything they had learned to the emperor's family.Fortunately, Luo Hongmei's prestige in Qipanzhai is high enough, even though there are always people who don't believe his words, he can still suppress most people's hearts.

Jin He took Yan Tong to the outside of the Juyi Hall, and stood on the hill together to blow the wind.

"Jin He." Yan Tong suddenly shouted.

"Ok?"

Yan Tong called out to him, and a flood of thoughts swirled in his throat for several times, but he didn't know what to say. After a long while, he could only let out a long sigh.

"General Luo," Jin He looked at the houses with lights on at the bottom of the mountain, suddenly smiled, turned to Yan Tong and said, "Anyway, I ran away with you, and I have never regretted it."

Yan Tong turned his eyes away, "Don't call me General Luo..."

Jin He changed his address without hesitation, "Okay, boss, boss, boss—whatever you are." He turned around and walked back, patted Yan Tong on the shoulder, "Some people just don't With that knowledge, you can’t open other people’s heads and stuff your thoughts into it, just do your own responsibilities. What about Shen? Why didn’t you see him come out today on the fourth birthday? It’s getting more and more unruly—”

Yan Tong cut it off: "His name is Shen Dingwen, not Shen."

"I know, I know." Jin He obviously didn't have a good impression of this person: "Isn't your Mr. Shen? You spoiled him beyond bounds, Boss, he's a pretty boy, just because you like him, he doesn't even know who he is. "

Yan Tong turned to look at him: "Dingwen is just a scholar..."

Jin He laughed, "I know you've worked hard, and it's normal to be short of someone in bed. Although you found a man, that...has a little bit of a unique hobby, but can you stop spoiling him, my general A few days ago, I saw that little boy with Wudangjia together. He really didn’t regard himself as an outsider. He didn’t have the consciousness of Mrs. Yazhai at all—I said, brother, why don’t you find him something to do? Do, don't be idle all day?"

Yan Tong answered irrelevantly and changed the subject, "What he learned is not useful in the village."

"Okay." Jin He was almost helpless, "You don't have a daughter-in-law like you. You are happy...you can do it if you are happy, and don't bother you. The spring night is short."

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When Yan Tong returned to his room, Shen Dingwen was indeed there.

He was wearing a washed-out white gown, his hair was neatly combed and tied with a blue headband, from head to toe he exuded a gentle and bookish air, and even his appearance was handsome and elegant.

When Yan Tong pushed the door, a smell of alcohol came in, and Shen Dingwen smelled it immediately, and asked, "Drinking again?"

"For the fourth birthday, I was blocked by people in the lobby." Yan Tong pulled out the chair and fell in. "I met Jin He just now and asked me why you didn't go."

Shen Dingwen poured him a cup of tea, and poured the tea out of a gentleman's temperament, and replied simply and gently: "I don't want to go."

This was exactly Yan Tong's expected answer, he didn't say anything, he just picked up his teacup and laughed.

Shen Dingwen was picked up by him from a town in Qingzhou, and he followed him for two years - it was the beginning of spring at that time, Luo Hongmei was unlucky and hit a heavy rain, so he had to find a random roof to shelter from the rain.

Behind the eaves is a very small shop selling calligraphy and paintings.

When Luo Hongmei entered the shop, none of the calligraphy and paintings hanging in the room caught his eyes, but he fell in love with the scholar who sold calligraphy and painting, so handsome, so gentle, as if he had written all the poems, calligraphy and paintings from ancient times to the present into his green shirt.

Luo Hongmei practiced martial arts when she was young, and joined the army when she grew up. For half her life, she has seen gold and iron horses, swords, lights and swords. She has seen everyone from the emperor's relatives to the three religions, but she has never seen a down-and-out scholar, especially such a good-looking down-and-out scholar.

That is a completely different world from him.

He was so obsessed, and fooled Shen Dingwen back to Qipanzhai, and onto his own bed. During those 600-odd nights, he could only fall asleep peacefully if he was filled with the scholar's desire.

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Yan Tong shook the teacup in his hand at Shen Dingwen, "Sober up tea?"

Shen Dingwen was a bit cold-tempered, so he was too lazy to answer such a boring question, so he ignored Yan Tong and turned around to do his own business.

Yan Tong came over with tea and saw Shen Dingwen sitting at the table writing a letter, so he asked, "Who is it for?"

"At home." Shen Dingwen said without raising his head.The posture of his pen is very beautiful, the flowing clouds and flowing water are smooth, and the characters under his pen are also flowing and flowing.

Yan Tong drank the tea, then put his head on Shen Dingwen's shoulder and watched him write the letter.

Shen Dingwen wrote this letter for half an hour. It was addressed to his family, and the letter was full of nonsense.

Yan Tong just watched Shen Dingwen write nonsense on the paper, and felt that he couldn't get enough of it.

Until Shen Dingwen finished writing the letter and folded it away, Yan Tong didn't get up, just hanging on him like this.

So Shen Dingwen walked into the bedroom with Luo Hongmei hanging on his body, pointed to a chair in front of the table, and said expressionlessly: "Sit on it."

Yan Tong sat down obediently.

Shen Dingwen untied Yan Tong's hairband, and tied his hands behind the back of the chair.

"Hey, Dingwen," Yan Tong protested with a smile: "I have to quarrel with Li Xiucai and the others tomorrow, please take it easy, otherwise I'm afraid I'll lose in the quarrel tomorrow—"

Shen Dingwen interrupted him suddenly: "You don't need it."

Yan Tong was startled, "What?"

Candles were lit in the bedroom, and the candlelight carved a shadow under Shen Dingwen's browbones, making his appearance deeper and deeper, and he was as handsome as someone who walked out of a novel.

"You don't need it anymore," Shen Dingwen stood in front of Yan Tong like this, blocking the candlelight shining on him, looking down at him, and said, "Because you won't live to that time."

Yan Tong was startled, he was about to break the hairband on his wrist, unexpectedly, when he was really angry, there was a sharp tearing pain between his chest and abdomen——

He didn't hold back a mouthful of blood, and sprayed it out on the spot, all splashing on Shen Dingwen's front lapel!

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Yan Tong looked at Shen Dingwen in front of him, although he didn't want to believe it, but all the inferences pointed to the same conclusion——

He asked Shen Dingwen, "Are you going to kill me?"

Shen Dingwen didn't answer.

Yan Tong turned his head and coughed twice with difficulty, his lips were full of choked blood, and he said to Shen Dingwen with blood in his tone: "Tea is poisonous, when you write nonsense on purpose, you are waiting for the poison Hair—" He raised his head and slowly closed his eyes, "For half an hour... I can't guess what kind of poison it is, I haven't learned it before."

After finishing speaking, he opened his eyes and looked at Shen Dingwen, and finally asked what should have been asked a long time ago: "What do you want?"

Shen Dingwen looked at him silently, and after a long time, he said, "You have finished what I should say."

Yan Tong raised his head and smiled, "I've slept with you for two years, so of course I know what you're thinking."

As soon as he said this, Shen Dingwen's expression suddenly changed, and he took a step forward with a gloomy face, approaching Yan Tong.

A trace of blood slid from the corner of Yan Tong's lips, but his expression was still smiling. He looked up at Shen Dingwen who was close at hand, "There are too many people who want to kill me, and I don't even ask who sent you. Shen Dingwen, I just want to kill you." Let me ask you, if you said you liked me—”

He couldn't finish, because Shen Dingwen grabbed his hair suddenly, raised his hand and slapped him across the face.

Shen Dingwen's hands were strong, and Yan Tong's head hit the back of the chair directly, causing a buzzing sound in his head, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

He leaned back on the chair to pant for a while, then turned his gaze back to Shen Dingwen, and finished the half sentence just now.

"You said you liked me...have you counted?"