stand back, let me come

Chapter 1516: Finale (1515) [Seeking monthly ticket]

Since Shen Tang went to repair the broken four pillars, there have been few happy events in Kangying. Chu Yao proposed to hold a banquet, firstly to welcome the master and congratulate her for surviving the disaster safely, and secondly to let the officials relax a little.

Naturally, Shen Tang would not refuse this.

"That's fine."

"Does the Lord want to meet Xiahou Zikuan and the others?"

Xiahou Yu led his troops to camp seventy miles away. Chu Yao immediately sent someone to deliver the news, but he still had to ask the master for his opinion on whether to meet him. Today is different from the past. The master has limited energy and cannot be tired. If Xiahou Yu and his men knew, they would understand the master.

"Of course I will."

It would take a while for Xiahou Yu and his men to arrive, so Shen Tang took the opportunity to take a shower, and deeply felt the inconvenience of not having both civil and martial energy. In the past, when she took a shower, she would ask someone to fetch water directly, and she would use her martial energy to heat it up and then jump in to wash. Now, she could only ask others to help heat it up.

After washing, just wring out your hair with a towel.

There's a reason why ordinary people don't like bathing in winter.

Hair is too long and too much to dry, and the temperature is low in this season, so it is not worth getting sick and losing your life just to take a bath. It was only in recent years that the government vigorously promoted perfume business in various places, gradually changing the hygiene awareness of ordinary people, and the hygiene level in Kangguo improved a little.

Shen Tang came out wearing a plain undershirt.

The furnishings in the tent were different from before, and the temperature was much higher than before. Seeing her looking around, Jimo Qiu knew what she was thinking and explained kindly, "Chu Ling asked someone to recheck the four corners of the main tent and re-wrap the leaky areas with animal skins."

He even ordered people to dig a temporary fire tunnel under the tent.

"Wuhui has always been careful."

Shen Tang struggled with his hair, was defeated, and became angry.

"I really want to cut it off with a pair of scissors."

Jimo Qiu moved the drying basket closer, took the cloth, gathered a proper amount of martial energy in his palm, and carefully helped her dry and straighten her long hair. She fell back, used Jimo Qiu's knees as a pillow, and stretched out her body: "I'll lie down and take a nap for a while."

"Ah."

"Don't you want to ask something for yourself?"

Jimo Qiu paused, and just when Shen Tang thought he would not ask, he asked, "Your Highness, are you still trying to drive me away?"

Shen Tang opened his eyes.

The first thing she noticed was not the face that was exactly the same as in her memory, but the braids that hung from his shoulders, just an inch away from her eyelids. She pulled the braids and sighed, "He's still as clingy as before. I don't know who gave him this temper."

Shen Tang was emotionally closed when she was undergoing the tribulation. It was impossible for her to develop any romantic feelings for Jimo Qiu, even though Jimo Qiu was on her list of the best husbands - a man who not only did not spend her money, but also gave her a huge fortune, offered her gold bricks on a regular basis, was very capable and worked diligently but did not receive a salary, was kind and did not fight for money, and offered a buy one get one free deal, so he was definitely the best candidate for the first wife.

A good wife who doesn’t fight or compete with others.

Before Shen Tang regained her memory, she had planned every stage of her future. She would first govern the country, then pacify the people, and use twenty years to lay a solid foundation and usher in a prosperous era. Once everything was on the right track, she could consider the successor. Maybe she would give birth to a child herself, or maybe Gong Yang Yongye and Xiang Zhao would use their methods. In short, she still had to have one.

She had also thought about adopting one from the public.

Chu Yao's prayer for mercy is not acceptable to them, and it is not feasible - in this era of low productivity and the lack of public enlightenment, should we choose people based on morality or ability? How to choose?
Power, selfishness.

Aren’t there enough examples of people abusing public power for personal gain?
People who hold power naturally have the illusion that power belongs to them, and then want to pass it on to their next generation as their property, so that power can only be passed on in their bloodline. To put it bluntly, an old farmer would want to give his child a thatched cottage.

What's more, this "thatched house" is still the world! Shen Tang can give it away, but Qi Shan and others don't believe that the successor will be willing to give it up.

They are more convinced of Shen Tang's bloodline which has not yet appeared.

Oh, it’s not gone now.

Isn’t it this girl Shen De?

In other words, if Shen Tang really needs a royal husband who can bear children, Jimo Qiu is indeed her priority.

Not to mention Shen Tang, if Qi Shan and the others were allowed to choose, they would also give priority to him - his talent and strength are barely worthy of him, his background is simple and does not involve the interests of the court camp, his personality is generous and introverted, he does not fight and does not care about status, and his comprehensive conditions are indeed satisfactory.

Shen Tang has now recovered all his memories and his emotions have been untied.

Looking at Jimo autumn again, I have other feelings.

It is an illusion to be generous, introverted, not fighting, not competing, and not caring about status.

"You-"

Shen Tang did not respond directly, but just sighed.

Jimo Qiu lowered his eyes, and the two looked at each other for a long time. He took the initiative to bend down and get close to Shen Tang's shoulder. He whispered in an imperceptible voice: "Your Highness, for thousands of years, you are the only one I have now."

Poor thing, the fear of being abandoned.

Shen Tang raised his arm and patted the back of his head: "Don't be afraid."

She remembered.

This character was cultivated by her.

In a trance, she seemed to have returned to the majestic and quiet temple hidden in the woods. The years in the temple were blurred, and the inside and outside were filled with loneliness and silence. No matter how warm the colors were, they could only fade away here. In the eyes of the Heavenly Dao, she was His most satisfactory work at present, and she would not allow any resistance from Him; in the eyes of the believers, she was the god who had protected them for countless years and responded to all their requests.

Shen Tang had a deep relationship with the first generation of this clan. The latter worshipped her, liked her, and trusted her from the bottom of their hearts. However, the world has changed, even the laws of nature will change, let alone these creatures? Even she herself has lost her vitality over the years.

The Panda Warrior said he preferred her cool look.

Shen Tang replied that he was not born with deep hatred and resentment.

This is true.

Because she knew her original appearance, Shen Tang didn't believe Shao Bai who made such a bold promise to her in the temple.

High Priest Shao Bai, the last high priest of that clan.

He is also the last descendant of that clan.

【Don’t make promises to God lightly.】

[You can’t afford the price. ]

In the end, the high priest fulfilled his promise in every life, saying that anyone who regretted even once in this life could regain their freedom and their soul would be liberated.

In that life, the Heaven said that she was a plant, heartless and emotionless, and could not survive the love tribulation, so she died. To this day, Shen Tang still refuses to accept the Heaven's judgment. Who said that plants are emotionless? Is love that does not conform to the Heaven's stereotype not love?

Jimo Qiu was willing to accompany her for all eternity, and she was willing to accept his promise. Wasn't this love? Heaven was the most unreasonable. If He had known better, He would not have spoiled ten children and finally spoiled Yaozu, who was even more useless than a waste.

She won't be like this.

Perhaps he was really tired, Shen Tang gradually felt sleepy.

After a while, a breath approached quietly.

Jimo Qiu looked up and saw a head quietly reaching into the tent.

A round face and round almond eyes.

Jimo Qiu exchanged glances with Shen De and waved his hand for the last time.

Shen De smiled with his teeth showing and trotted in.

Shen Tang didn't open his eyes, just wanted to see what these two were going to do.

result--

Her stomach dropped.

The breath was almost squeezed out of my throat by this force.

She suddenly opened her eyes: "You——"

The chubby Shen De sat on her belly. He was not afraid of her waking up and dared to sit on her belly and move around: "Mom."

Shen Tang: "..."

She grabbed Shen De in annoyance and pinched the fat girl's face lightly.

"You didn't even check the tonnage before you got on. Fortunately, I didn't eat yet, otherwise, wouldn't the overnight meal be squeezed out?"

This force was not as painful as when Shen De fell down. Her head swayed left and right with Shen Tang's force, and her three small locks of hair also swayed back and forth. How could Shen Tang be angry? As soon as she let go, the child wanted to take advantage of it, trying to grab Shen Tang's clothes and neck to climb up, still giggling, and softly shouting: "Mom."

Shen Tang was silent for a moment and turned his face away.

Shen De climbed up on top of her, put his head close to her, and called out softly again, "Mom."

His facial features were similar to hers, but he showed undisguised stubbornness.

Act as if you must get a response.

Shen Tang: "..."

The mood is very complicated.

From the perspective of cause and effect, this child has little to do with her. From the perspective of appearance, this child looks very attractive to her. From a secular perspective, this child is indeed her flesh and blood. When Shen Tang thought that Shen De would not get any preferential treatment from her beyond the secular world, and would even be targeted by the way of heaven, and that she could only give her the world and the heavy burden that the world brought, she felt a little guilty.

"Rugui."

She held the fat girl's armpits and lifted her up.

Shen De put his arms around her neck and said, "Mom."

"Rugui."

"Mom."

"Rugui..."

Shen De raised his head and looked at Shen Tang in confusion, who could only repeat himself.

The new brain couldn't think about complicated things, but her intuition told her that only being able to copy was a disease, so she raised her chubby hands to stroke Shen Tang's face, and listened to what the other students said, Mommy needs more company and love. She pouted and leaned in to kiss him.

"Mom."

Shen Tang was stunned for a moment after being kissed.

When she met Chu Yao, she asked the question she was worried about.

"Is Rugui not very smart?"

Other children who can't speak clearly will also babble. Just repeating and copying is a disease. As an ancient god with a lot of zeros in his age, Shen Tang has never raised such a young child. Every candidate for the high priest who was sent to the temple to study was also old enough to take care of herself. There was no other trouble for her except cultivation. Shen Tang really didn't know what a three or four-year-old child was like.

Chu Yao: "Your Highness Yuan is very smart."

Although her physique is not very good, and she will not achieve much in martial arts in the future, but will only be an ordinary person, her brain is fine, and it will be better for her to develop in literature, and it will also be more convenient for her to govern the country. Chu Yao did not know why the master had such concerns.

Shen Tang mentioned that Shen De was a parrot.

Chu Yao: "...His Highness Yuan is only half a year old."

Rounded off, the age is one year old.

Shen Tang's worry was genuine: "...but is this normal?"

Chu·Single·Yao: "..."

Honestly, he was not sure, as he had never raised a child of half a year old or three or four years old. When he took over Lin Feng and Tu Rong, he had never worried about them. Not to mention their stubborn childhood, they had not even gone through their rebellious adolescence, let alone Yu Zi, who was more mature than these two children. Chu Yao said, "I'll go ask other colleagues."

Not all the civil and military officials in Kang State are single.

There were normal marriages and many officials and officials who contributed to the population.

Shen Tang: "...Ask, there's nothing shameful about asking."

Xiahou Yu and others arrived and were waiting outside the tent.

Speaking of which, this was also the first time they saw Shen Tang in person.

The relationship between the monarch and his subjects was not as deep as that between the elders, but they had also experienced the early days together. Shen Tang's consolation caused a group of people to cry again. Some of them were really happy that Shen Tang had returned and cried with joy, while others cried for themselves.

The sky was pressing down on their heads, and she came back.

If the other party knew about my little thoughts, I would have a lot of trouble in the future. I couldn't help but cry when I thought about it.

On this day, the camp was extremely lively.

During the period of peace in the war, the pigs had better food and accumulated a lot of fat. The camp chef slaughtered more than 300 pigs at one time.

The camp was filled with the aroma of meat.

All soldiers, regardless of rank, were given some.

Everyone was in high spirits, with no trace of the sadness that had characterized the past six months.

The soldiers below didn't know what was going on. It was not a festival and there was no news of a major victory, so why did the higher-ups suddenly start celebrating?

"Don't worry about it, just eat."

"That's right, there must be some happy event up there."

"We are just benefiting from it, why should we bother to find out what the happy event is?"

The pork in the pot has been cooked to perfection, the broth is fragrant, and the pork is so delicious that you want to bite your tongue off. With a sip of good wine, the refreshing feeling at that moment goes straight to the top of your head. The banquet is ready, only the main person is missing. Shen Tang grabbed a dagger.

"Wuhui, have you sent someone to deliver a message to Yuanliang?"

"Already sent."

It's not just for praying for good.

Many people realized that the battle with Qu State was the last chance to gain a lot of military merit, and almost everyone rushed to go. If they didn't want to extend the battle line too long, and didn't want to go out in full force to give the remaining soldiers in the central part a chance to counterattack, the troops led by Chu Yao should have gone too.

The joy of the Lord's return can greatly boost the morale of the army. Only when the army's morale is as stable as Mount Tai can its morale be as strong as a raging fire. The army will have the courage to break through the enemy's formation and the solidity to defend it. The three armies will be invincible and will be able to crush any enemy with ease.

Shen Tang: "Call them back."

Chu Yao was puzzled.

Shen Tang played with the dagger with his nimble fingers.

"I'm faster here."

Chu Yao disagreed: "How can your noble body be injured lightly?"

It was fine before, because brave warriors were tough and could still be alive and kicking no matter how many fights they had. But now he was just a fragile person, how painful it would be to bleed and get injured? What if the wound was invaded by the plague? Sending someone to deliver the message was a bit slow, but it was safe and reliable.

"Well, that's different."

"What's the difference?"

Shen Tang scratched his nose awkwardly: "Sending someone to deliver the message won't show how pitiful, lovable and amiable I am, and it won't make Zhongshu soft-hearted."

Chu Yao: "..."

Shen Tang said: "I won't carve more."

Chu Yao had no choice but to agree, and urgently asked the doctor Xinglin to come over.

Shen Tang: "..."

She suspected that her dagger was too slow to carve the words, and the wound was not healed fast enough. Chu Yao had an expression that said no room for negotiation, so Shen Tang could only take a step back and agree, "Alright, fine."

I wanted to carve it all over my forearm, but now there are only three words left.

【Go home, don’t worry. 】

Two flowers bloom, one branch each.

In a tent thousands of miles away, someone suddenly screamed.

"Master, Master, your arm——"

A small red snake flowed out of his sleeves and gathered at Qishan's wrist, staining his palm and five fingers red. This scene took place in the main tent of the camp. A group of civil and military officials were discussing. Someone keenly smelled a fresh smell of blood and followed the smell to see the source.

Qishan's arm began to bleed without warning.

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Qishan: No wonder I have the appearance of an old friend, it turns out that my old friend is not dead yet.

The White Moonlight Critical Attack is about to come.

There should be a special story in the IF line where Tangmei wakes up during the Wu Kingdom period.