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510: Situation (5) [Please vote]

 Gu Chi stared at Chen Tang nervously.

She was afraid that her lord would do something wrong. When she turned around, she would definitely record a note for herself when she sobered up.

but--

Gu Chi stared for a while, but the latter remained as motionless as a mountain.

He was used to the noisy voice of his lord, but now he was so quiet that he couldn't adapt. Thinking back to the earth-shaking voice at the banquet, he couldn't tell whether his lord would remember this after being drunk.

He comforted him carefully: "Do you still feel sorry for your lord?"

Chen Tang finally responded. She straightened her upper body and did not move. She just turned her head slightly and asked with her eyesight.

Gu Chi said: "...it's that Xun Hanzhang..."

Chen Tang Mosheng asked back: "Why do you feel sorry for him?"

Gu Chi: "...It's not that I feel sorry for Xun Hanzhang, it's that I feel sorry for the gold he spent. But today's chaos and the situation in the northwest is turbulent, and we can rest for two or three years through this battle. But since we are in this world, we can't stay out of it. Sooner or later, we will always be involved in the quagmire of war. Xun Hanzhang's ability cannot be buried, which means that the lord will come in the future..."

Chen Tang said in a quiet voice: "The fortune is very little."

Gu Chi: "..."

His lord was so calm that he was uncomfortable.

Not long ago, I was crying and howling.

Chen Tang's expression was as cold and calm as the bright moon in the sky, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"Gold and silver are just common things, and what can be exchanged is just three meals, three meals, rich clothes and wealth. Without it, you can't starve to death."

As the head of a county, she has food, clothing, food, housing and hospitality. She can also fill her stomach with her chemicals and can't use any money.

Whether there is any fortune or not is not big.

Gu Chi was stunned for a few breaths when he heard this.

He bowed his hands and laughed and said, "Lord is open-minded, I am not as good as me."

Chen Tang pursed his lips and added.

"It's not my pain anyway."

Gu Chi: "..."

Chen Tang suddenly changed and was cold and cold. His eyes were slightly smiling, as if the moon was dyed with a little bit of dizzy: "Anyway, after sobering up, I will feel uncomfortable for me."

Gu Chi almost lost his speech: "Master, you..."

Chen Tang: "We are all alone, what are we afraid of?"

Gu Chi: "...is not afraid."

Chen Tang didn't comment, but remembered something again, and said with a smile: "I was indeed a bit naughty when I was young, so I'm more responsible."

Gu Chi: "…Chi has a question."

Chen Tang said: "You ask."

Gu Chi said straight: "How old is the lord now?"

He was the one who knew the most secrets of Chen Tang among his subordinates, and he also knew that this lord had a close relationship with the Western tribe. However, his lord had no impression of this.

I don’t know how much I remember this person in front of me?

Chen Tang shook his head slightly: "I don't remember..."

Seeing that Gu Chi looked unbelievable, she took the initiative to explain.

"...I can't remember anything...but I'm sure my mind is mature than when I was young, and I should be bigger than her."

Gu Chi: "..."

Forgive him for saying frankly, he didn't think that the lord in front of him was much more mature than the drunk lord. The lord in front of him was the one who wanted to draw his sword and kill someone after a disagreement. He hadn't even stood up for Chu Yao before and threatened to cut Chu Jie's dog head?

Few expressions do not mean mental maturity.

However, these complaints are hard to start.

He was afraid that the other party would be angry and embarrassed to give him a sword.

Gu Chi: "You can't stay yesterday. If you don't remember, you won't remember. In our hearts, the lord will always be the lord, which is enough. But lord, you have excessive drinking today, so you should go back to the camp to rest early, instead of blowing the night breeze here. If you are not careful, Chu Wuhui will pursue it and drink a pot of it." He unconsciously used the tone of coaxing his younger brother and sister.

Chen Tang said: "It's not the night wind."

Gu Chi: "Is it sobering up?"

Chen Tang shook his head and patted the red cloth wine seal with one hand.

He said, "No, I'm here to pay homage to a friend."

"Who is the tribute?"

How can my lord get time to expand his circle of friends when he is addicted to work? Gu Chi can't lock in his target for a while.

Chen Tang revealed the answer: "Yan Xingning."

This answer was completely beyond Gu Chi's expectations: "Yan Xingning? Yan An? When did this person become a lord's friend?"

"Why not a friend if you are a friend?"

Gu Chi also knew Yan An a little, and he sighed at this time: "What a pity - the outside world misunderstood him a lot."

Chen Tang poured the wine on the ground: "There are enough people who know this rolling dust. I am the same."

Gu Chi agrees with the first half and opposes the second half.

Why are there only one or two people in the world who know the lord?

With the lord's indescribable physique, there will be more like-minded followers in the future, and they will not walk alone like Yan An. Gu Chi retorted in his heart, and then saw the lord reach out to him: "Do you have any musical instruments?"

Gu Chi: "..."

Ah, let it go???

Chen Tang raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are your eyes?"

Gu Chi Xiao took a step back, not very natural: "Chi knew that the lord wanted to play a sorrow music and give a feast to Xingning, but the sorrow music was mostly for memorial to the salvation... Yan Xingning was also considered as helping the lord. We would not do anything about revenge for kindness, right?"

The lord's sorrow comes out...

Directly crossing from salvation to annihilation of soul flying.

Chen Tang was not angry: "Who made you naughty at this time? How can I not know my level of music theory? Take it!"

Gu Chi reluctantly contributed the Piccolo.

Then--

The sound of the flute is like a cold light, loudly in the sky, breaking through the whistling north wind and blending with the moonlight of the heaven and earth.

The sorrow and joy have always been as heavy as gray, and they are reluctant and sad, and are in a state of confusion. However, Gu Chi heard a little open-minded and free and easy singing in the lord's unknown flute. Close his eyes, he seemed to see a tall figure like pine and bamboo, walking alone through the vast sea of ​​clouds.

Wearing the moonlight, I waved goodbye to the rolling dust.

When he came to his senses, the sound of the flute had already stopped.

He has lived in noise and sinister hearts all year round, and has never been as light and relaxed as he is now.

Gu Chi couldn't help but ask: "What's the name of this tone?"

"I don't remember. If you want to give a serious name, call it "Soul Ferry"..." Chen Tang looked back at the national barrier and murmured, "Send him to the banquet for Xingning, and also to the heroic spirit who sleeps forever here. I just hope that there will be no disputes in this area."

Gu Chi softened his eyebrows and eyes: "That's hard - but at least, the lord is not like Yan Xingning walking alone-"

Chen Tang handed the piccolo back: "Thank you for your good words."

Just at this moment, the sun-facing halo rendered the clouds into orange, as if an invisible hand tearing apart a corner of the night. More and more light joined it, slowly and firmly expanding along the gap until the light leaps up the mountains.

The two returned one after another.

While the lord was still awake, Gu Chi asked a question he was curious about for half a night: "Lord, I have a question."

"you say."

"Why is the lord's music theory normal?"

Chen Tang seemed to be in suspicious silence.

After a while, I explained: "I only know this song."

There is nothing else, practice makes perfect.

Gu Chi: "Oh."

Change the topic with tactfulness.

Continue to study, he was afraid that his lord would become angry and embarrassed.

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Alas, the number one is nowhere???

August ends, September is howling.
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