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Chapter 1524 Chapter 1523: Finale (Twenty-six) [Seeking monthly votes]

Shen De seemed to have some tendency to be a "Yan Zhi You Li" tyrant, and was very cooperative with Tan Qu's care. Shen Tang coaxed her to eat half a cup of tea, but she didn't eat much of the meat soup and rice. After a while, it slowly ran out in Tan Qu's hands, and he cleaned up every bit of residue.

Even if you don’t like fruits, you are willing to take a few bites.

After rinsing her mouth, she pursed her lips and waited for Tan Qu to wipe them clean with a handkerchief.

Shen Tang: "..."

Tan Qu didn't have much of an appetite.

He ate two bites only after Shen De finished eating.

He was absent-minded in his response to the meal, and finally asked the question that had been lingering for a long time: "The wise king doesn't seem to dislike me?"

Shen Tang was unwilling to reveal his identity in public, so Tan Qu took the opportunity to call him a wise king, but his question left Shen Tang confused.

“Why the disgust?”

Is this a showdown between white moonlight and cinnabar mole?
"Because of Qi Xiang."

Shen Tang laughed: "Do I look like a narrow-minded person?"

The key point is that she has neither conflict of position nor dispute of interest with this "Tan Qu", and the only connection is Qi Yuanliang.

"No, even though Kang and Qu are separated by a thousand miles..." Tan Qu wanted to say that the two countries were separated by a thousand miles, which could be described as being far apart. However, considering that Kang has already conquered the central part of China and will attack Qu next, it is difficult to describe the distance. "I often hear people praising the benevolence of the wise king, whose broad mind can embrace the sea..."

As he spoke, his face showed sincere admiration.

It is human nature to love someone and love everyone in him.

It is human nature to hate others.

Shen Tang is the ruler of a country, and Qi Yuanliang is her most trusted minister. Even if the former would not call for the latter's enemies to be killed, it is impossible for him to show too much affection, otherwise Qi Yuanliang would inevitably feel disappointed when he heard about it. It would not affect anything to express a stance.

Perhaps it was because appearances are determined by the heart, Tan Qu said this without any flattery, but rather frankly describing a fact that he recognized from the bottom of his heart. Shen Tang was now interested - it had nothing to do with Yuan Liang, but was purely because of the interest generated by "Tan Qu" himself.

The List of Gods was not published after Shen Tang woke up.

As early as when the thief star fell from the sky and the world changed, the Conferred God List quietly appeared. In other words, from that time on, the will of heaven and earth was selectively capturing cattle and horses to be included in the list. Although the "Tan Qu" in front of him died young, his fate was special and deeply entangled with Qi Shan's fate. The two together caused his true spirit to be captured and included in the Conferred God List.

He is also considered the most special one in the List of Gods.

The true spirits of the others were intact, but he only had half of it left.

Yes, the half of the words Shen Tang saw before was him.

A few days ago, Shen Tang sent the marked souls on the List of Gods into the six reincarnations. Everything went smoothly for the rest of the people. Those who had no worries cried bitterly to celebrate that they had finally left the small dark room and were reincarnated, while those who had worries left messages to their relatives in their dreams.

In the end, only "Tan Qu" was left.

According to the half of the true spirit, it was originally complete, but half of it was lost along the way. Shen Tang calculated with his fingers and understood where the remaining half had gone: [Someone took the risk of the world and forcibly detained half of your true spirit and resurrected you.]

Half True Spirit: [Is it Le Zheng? ]

Although he had blood relatives alive, he didn't have a deep relationship with those cousins. Who would go to the trouble of resurrecting himself and bring him back to the world? He thought about it and only thought of Le Zheng. Perhaps the way he died brought too much pain to Le Zheng, causing him to become obsessed.

Shen Tang had a strange expression: [No.]

Half True Spirit: [No?]

Then he really couldn't think of a second choice.

He lived only sixteen years, and although he made many friends by doing good deeds, they were all superficial and few of them were close friends. Apart from Le Zheng, he really couldn't think of another person who would be obsessed with his death. Shen Tang didn't give the half of the true spirit much time to think: [You now have two choices, either go and meet the other half, or go to reincarnation directly. ]

The half true spirit did not hesitate for too long.

He chose to go to reincarnation.

Of course, I didn’t tell anyone in their dreams.

Shen Tang asked him why.

He said: [It has been more than twenty years since I died, more than a lifetime. The old wound has scabbed over, why bother to bother the old friend again?]

Although the god in front of him promised him that he would have a chance to recover his past life memories after reincarnation, no one knew when this opportunity would come. Did he want his old friend to live with such thoughts for another ten or twenty years? How cruel! Instead of doing this, it would be better not to mention it at the beginning. Perhaps, one day in the next life, he would meet his old friend in the mountains and rivers again, wouldn't it be better?

Shen Tang disagreed with this.

But I don't have the habit of forcing others to do things.

I just told him about the troubles he might encounter in his reincarnation: [Your true spirit is incomplete, and your wisdom may be obscured after reincarnation, unless the other half of your true spirit returns. I just calculated that it should be "good times after bad times".]

The half-true spirit bowed: [Thank you, wise lord. ]

After saying this, he went to reincarnate peacefully.

Shen Tang had always been partial to Qi Shan, so she naturally would not hide this news from him. She planned to use this good news to appease Qi Shan after they met - she was worried that using her arm to send a message would not be enough to completely calm Qi Shan down, so to be safe, she still had to take double insurance.

When she saw half of her true soul here, she was secretly happy.

Okay, okay, this is triple insurance.

Tiandao Laodeng can be reliable sometimes.

But I didn't expect that Qishan's reunion with his white moonlight would be so peaceful. Not to mention any stormy waves, there wasn't even a ripple.

Shen Tang: "..."

It turned out that she still didn't understand the human race very well.

Neither of them noticed Qi Miao standing beside them.

Qishan believed in his heart that he was the adopted daughter of the real Qishan, and Qimiao would continue Qishan's lineage in the future, so he never deliberately concealed some old stories. Apart from a few people involved, Qimiao was probably the person in the world who knew the old stories best.

Listening to the conversation between her master Shen Tang and Tan Qu, her heart beat faster and an absurd guess jumped into her mind uncontrollably.

This is not a coincidence at all.

With this guess, Qi Miao couldn't help but carefully observe the young man beside him, and hesitated for several times. As the king of Kangguo, Shen Tang didn't have much free time, so she had a simple meal and left with Shen De. She also had to follow up on the progress of the negotiations between Kang and Qu.

Only Qi Miao and Tan Qu were left in the corner.

Qi Miao sent out the invitation before Tan Qu.

Tan Qu thought of what Shen Tang had revealed before he left - the negotiations in the afternoon did not go smoothly, Gui Long and the others probably wouldn't be back until the evening, and he was free anyway, so he accepted Qi Miao's invitation.

Then he felt the sense of disconnection become even stronger.

The top leaders of the two countries argued for their own interests, a group of big men who controlled the lifeline of their respective countries were pulling each other's hair, without any manners, and the lower-level soldiers in the military camp were playing Cuju. At night, the military training ground was filled with a group of tall and strong soldiers, men and women, all of whom were strong and sturdy, standing in a row like a heavy moving wall, full of oppression.

When fighting for the ball, bodies collided with each other.

Tan Qu could even hear the sound of muscles and bones crackling.

What they were fighting for was not the ball, but the enemy's head.

I don't know how much force these people used, but sometimes a ball would hit the ground and make a big dent. I don't know what the ball was made of, but it didn't burst. Tan Qu's height was no advantage among the spectators, and it was a bit difficult to watch the ball with his feet on his feet, but he was soon infected by the atmosphere. At this time, a team on the field scored a goal, and the scoring soldiers cheered, and the spectators also cheered loudly.

As we all know, when people are excited, they like to do abstract things.

Before he could react, he was carried up by someone.

Tan Qu: “…”

Fortunately, a new friend came to his rescue.

The soldier who carried him scratched his head in embarrassment and apologized repeatedly.

He looked as if he would lead the army unless he agreed.

Looking at the soldier in front of him whose shoulders were broader and heavier than his, Tan Qu waved his hands and said, "Your Majesty, there is no need to apologize. I am fine."

Wu Zu thought he was a good man.

"Why don't you sit on my shoulders and watch the game?" Wenxin scholars are not as tall as Wudan warriors of the same gender when they are adults, but only a little taller than Wudan warriors of the opposite gender. Tan Qu is still a teenager, so he stands among a group of Wuzu. Even if he stands on tiptoe, he can only see the running and fighting scenes on the field through the gaps between the shoulders of the two people in front of him. Wuzu sees his height disadvantage and invites him warmly.

Tan Qu's expression froze: "How can this be possible?"

"Why not?"

If it weren't for the negotiations between the two countries and the doubling of martial law everywhere, there would be more people watching the Cuju game in the various camps. When there were limited places to watch the game and there was not enough space for so many people, they would pile up on top of each other, with one person stepping on another, and sometimes there would be three or five people stacked up.

Of course, this should be done when there is no war.

Otherwise, if the people above find out, you will definitely need additional training.

Tan Qu: “…This is inappropriate.”

Wu Zu: "Of course, of course. Don't be ashamed, young man. If you don't agree, do you still not want to forgive my offense just now?"

Qi Miao ignored Tan Qu's shy and embarrassed look asking for help.

Finally, a compromise was taken - Wu Zu simply transformed a long weapon and put it on his shoulder to act as a carrying pole, and Tan Qu and Qi Miao sat on both sides. The view from this place was excellent, and Tan Qu and Qi Miao could see the battle situation on the field without any effort.

Tan Qu almost covered his face.

Qi Miao was laughing on the side.

The soldier blew a loud whistle: "Why are you ashamed?"

Tan Qu: “…”

He really had never experienced such a scene.

He felt very nervous at first, but as the game became more intense and the score between the two teams was closely tied, he couldn't help but become fascinated.

He even couldn't help but imitate other spectators in cheering and shouting after a tricky goal. He was reluctant at first, but when he saw the lively scenes around him, he was infected and joined in.

Until the winner is decided.

The winning team gets half a pork loin.

The captain held the trophy high with both hands and roared loudly. It didn't look like he had won the game, but rather a great victory.

When the crowd dispersed, the moon was already high in the sky. When Tan Qu calmed down, he realized that his palms were hurting - it was because he was cheering and clapping for the winner too passionately.

“I’ve never seen anything like this,” he said.

Cuju is a popular sport among the children of aristocratic families, but the participants see it as entertainment, more for fun than anything else. The atmosphere is not very lively, and the participants are also concerned about their image. The game I saw today was different, and there was real bloodshed.

This shows how intense the game was between the two sides.

The more intense it is, the harder it is to maintain decency.

"There is not much entertainment in the camp, and the soldiers are all young and strong, with vigorous blood. It is difficult to vent the excess energy through ordinary training..." Qi Miao walked side by side with him and paused here, "In the past, military camps often had places for soldiers to have fun, either singing and dancing, or prostitutes. The looted men and women had to do trivial things and relieve the worries of the soldiers."

Tan Qu: "A wise king would never do such a thing."

Qi Miao nodded: "That's natural."

This kind of thing cannot be dealt with by just blocking it.

It is necessary to strengthen the ideological awareness of the soldiers and provide alternatives. This kind of entertainment with high-intensity competitive characteristics is the best choice. The people above also turn a blind eye to it, and even when they have time and leisure, they will personally participate in the fun with the soldiers.

Tan Qu listened carefully and clapped his hands, saying, "A wise king is very kind."

It is almost inevitable that Quguo will lose.

He soon discovered that Qi Miao beside him had stopped.

The latter's eyes fell in one direction.

Tan Qu also followed the line of sight.

I was caught off guard by a pair of deep and complex eyes.

The owner of those eyes was the old father who came to pick up his daughter and bring her back to the camp late at night, Qi Zhongshu, who was suspected to have a murderous grudge against Tan Qu.

Tan Qu was stunned for a moment, but he did not feel the panic of seeing his enemy.

I can only sigh inwardly, knowing that what is coming will eventually come.

Little did he know that the person in front of him had already crashed.

Qishan had a wonderful day.

In the morning, he quarreled with the group of unreasonable guys from Qu Guo, and in the afternoon, he continued to face Yu Hai's sarcastic face and ate a few mouthfuls of rice. When he thought that he would continue to quarrel in the evening, he stuffed himself with two more throat lozenges, and then - the face of the master suddenly appeared from nowhere, raised his hands and shouted: "Surprise!"

"Cough cough cough-"

Qishan was so frightened that the throat lozenge got stuck in his throat.

The touching atmosphere of the reunion between the emperor and his subjects was completely wiped out.

Shen Tang was so anxious that he wanted to use Shanghai Mlike first aid on Qi Shan.

Finally, after a flurry of activity, Qishan finally spat out the throat lozenge that nearly killed him, and his half-red, half-blue face returned to normal color. Qishan was completely out of temper after all this commotion: "When did the Lord come?"

"Just now, I came to see you right away."

Qi Shan snorted, not believing it.

But, I still feel very happy about it.

Although the king and his subjects had a lot to say when they met again, the negotiation between the two countries was the most important thing at the moment. Since Shen Tang was here, he naturally couldn't let Qi Shan suffer any more. When the meeting was over, Shen Tang calculated Tan Qu's location again and asked Qi Shan to pick up his daughter. Qi Shan was puzzled by this.

The military is on high alert.

Even if some soldiers had evil intentions, they would not dare to commit crimes.

Shen Tang said mysteriously: "There is a surprise."

She changed her angle and calculated, and found that she had made a mistake.

Knowing that Qishan and Tan Qu had not really met, she deliberately led Qishan to meet the real surprise of the day, adhering to the principle of watching the fun. Qishan didn't know the inside story, but he still felt the kindness, and he even brought his daughter's favorite cheese.

"What surprise will it be?" Qi Shan did not stay on the conspicuous road, but chose a place in the shadow of a tent to wait, closing his eyes to sense the location of Qi Miao's aura. For some reason, as time went by, his mood became more and more agitated, as if something big was about to happen.

As Qi Miao's breath got closer, he opened his eyes.

From a distance, I saw two blurry figures walking side by side.

The two seemed to be talking and laughing, and they were in great harmony.

One of them is naturally her daughter Qi Miao.

The other one looked like a young man.

Qi Shan was stunned for a moment: "Is this a surprise?"

Thinking of the mysterious expression of his master, he found it a little funny, but he also blamed himself as a father for not noticing the clues at the first time - since Zheng Xiuchi died, Qi Miao has not had a close opposite sex around her, and Qi Shan knew that she has not let it go yet.

However, he did not rush.

Qi Miao is a man who has mastered both literature and medicine, and he still has a long way to go in his future.

Marriage and raising a child take up too much energy and are not good for her spiritual practice. It would be better to wait until everything is stable before starting to consider it.

But when new people appeared, he didn't stop them.

I have criticized it countless times in a split second.

He is too young, too short, and too thin... I don't know what his talent and character are, and his family background is secondary.

At this time, the dark clouds that obscured the moonlight above quietly dispersed, and the moonlight poured down without reservation, and the cold moonlight fell on the two of them like a hazy veil. At first, Qi Shan's attention was on Qi Miao, until the young man's voice gradually reached his ears.

He immediately recognized that the man was brought by Qu Guoyu Hai.

Yu Hai... brought people with him?
Qishan immediately became alert.

He glared at the young man with murderous intent.

But with just one glance, he stood still, the world was silent, everything faded, blood erupted in his heart like magma, and the rumbling movement shook the world upside down and boiling. At this moment, his eyes only saw and could only see the boy who came on the moon. The boy was laughing softly with Qi Miao with his head tilted, and Qi Shan couldn't see his face completely at the distance at this moment.

Can--

so similar!
It's just like...

Just as he was thinking about it, the boy turned around.

Clang.

The food box slipped out of his hand and the bowl of cheese spilled all over the floor.

Qi Shan's expression was blank, and he didn't even realize that he had taken two steps back. The only thought in his mind was bombarding his defenses.

Is this... the real surprise that the Lord mentioned?

"Father."

"Pray for the Prime Minister..."

Following Qi Miao, you will see a scene that you will rarely see in a thousand years.

His father, who had remained unmoved despite being impeached by the entire Censorate, now looked panicked, breathing rapidly, and fled in a panic. During the escape, he even stepped on the hem of his clothes, staggered two steps before he could steady himself, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Qi Miao: “Why are you running???”

Tan Qu pinched his chin thoughtfully.

Murmuring: "It seems... I am not the one at fault."

The two sides do have a murderous feud, but Qishan is in the wrong!
Indeed, there is a misunderstanding here.

Tan Qu was no longer panicking. He was waiting for an explanation.

Just when he was thinking about how to meet this Kangguo Qi Xiang to have a good talk, Qi Shan, who had run away, ran back again, grabbed his wrist roughly but not with much force, stared at him intently, and gritted his teeth and said, "You, what's your name?"

Perhaps it was an illusion, the shout had a trembling tone.

"Replying to Qi Xiang, my name is Tan Qu, and my courtesy name is Le Zheng."

Boom, boom!
The thunderclouds that had been hanging over Qishan's heart since that year finally dropped thunder, and each strike made him lose his mind and his ability to think.

"Tan Lezheng?"

"Yes, that's me."

"Tan Le Zheng? Le Zheng? Are you Le Zheng?"

Although Tan Qu didn't know why Qi Shan had such a strange reaction, he kept calling and he kept responding, but who knew that he was caught off guard and hugged tightly the next moment. Tan Qu was stunned, and found that his brain was unable to think straight, and he didn't know how to react for a long time.

"Grassman..."

The rest of the words were ended by a "Yuanliang".

A door of memory in the brain was violently knocked open by the air wave.

The past is just a passing glance.

Tan Qu's eyes went from shock, confusion, and doubt to sudden realization. He tilted his head slightly in disbelief, suppressed his rapid breathing, and asked, "You are... Le Zheng? Are you still alive? But Le Zheng, how did you become like this..."

A pair of wooden clogs arrived just before the hurried footsteps could be heard.

What followed was Yu Hai's curse, which broke his defense.

Tan Qu, or the real Qi Shan, reacted quickly. He held his friend and crouched down to avoid the flying clogs, with a strange expression on his face.

"You don't feel wronged when you are scolded by Irie."

His memory told him that Yu Hai was still single.

And someone has to bear a lot of responsibility for this.

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The new favorite story100 will arrive tomorrow. There is no empty space on the keyboard shelf. I need to make room for it urgently. I will choose an old favorite to draw overnight. I will still draw at Big Eyes.

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