Chapter 495: Ten Thousand Banners Slay Yama (Part 10) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
Gu Chi was the one who knew best about the possibility of an invincible attack.
Therefore, he calmly held down his lord, who was about to jump up, and asked Lin Feng in a low voice, "Lingde, what happened?"
Lin Feng pointed behind him: "My lord will know at a glance."
Despite her young age, she was quite worldly-wise, but she had never seen anything so bizarre. Lin Feng led the way, his steps swift and powerful, even squeezing out the last bit of literary talent to use the [Wind Chaser] technique, explaining, "The gold has melted!"
Shen Tang followed closely, completely bewildered.
Eyes widened: "What do you mean the gold melted away? Turned into liquid gold? Or—that bastard Shiwu tricked us with fake gold?"
If it's the last one, she could immediately gather her troops and march back, plowing the capital city clean!
As soon as the words were spoken, they arrived at their destination.
Shen Tang was completely stunned.
Several subordinates assigned to Lin Feng to sort out the accounts also looked on helplessly. Not far away, there were several open boxes, and pieces of golden bricks were broken into golden mist, which merged into a mist that flowed and sublimated into the sky, a dazzlingly beautiful sight.
This is what Lin Feng meant by "the gold has turned to dust"!
"Holy crap? What the hell is going on? These little brats from Shiwu actually tried to cheat me with fake gold? They actually cheated me!" Shen Tang was dumbfounded, followed by a surge of intense anger that made her clench her fists.
The knuckles make a creaking sound.
Rub your molars together forcefully and tense your cheeks.
No one knew what was going on, and no one dared to rush forward to help, but they all felt the same way: heartbroken and bleeding.
This scene did not last long.
It had only been a dozen or so breaths since Shen Tang and the others arrived.
only--
"How come there's still fake gold left?" The boxes were all open, and part of it had been taken away, yet quite a bit was still left inside. She suppressed her anger and waited for a long time before reaching out and picking up one of the pieces when she saw that the gold had stopped moving.
It was extremely heavy.
Aside from the fact that the smelting and refining technology was substandard, resulting in insufficient purity and an uneven color, it was otherwise indistinguishable from real gold. Shen Tang, her face grim, weighed it in her hand, then squeezed it tightly with her fingers, leaving several shallow finger marks in no time.
It doesn't look like a fake.
Even if she admits her mistake, it's impossible for everyone to do so. Or perhaps—Shiwu used some kind of magical word-spirit technique to protect the gold, requiring certain methods to retrieve it successfully, otherwise the gold would simply return once it leaves the vault?
If that's the case, we'll suffer a huge loss this time!
Shen Tang's heart was heavy. Several plausible guesses flashed through her mind in an instant. Gu Chi, forced to listen to her thoughts, twitched his lips and stepped forward, whispering, "My lord..."
Hearing Gu Chi's voice, the grievances that had been suppressed finally burst forth. She tried to purse her lips, suppressing the urge to pout and stop crying, and tried her best to use a playful and teasing tone.
"Sigh...it seems I'm not destined for this fortune. I was hoping to take this money back to Longwu County to properly repair it and give everyone some benefits...especially you guys, who have been with me for so long. Except for the second year as River Governor, when things were a bit better, your salaries have always been shortchanged...I can only apologize and ask you to be poor for a while longer..."
The more I talked about it, the harder it became, and I even felt somewhat frustrated.
Patting Gu Chi on the shoulder: "We'll make a living! Once we get through the toughest part of starting a business, we'll be rich!"
Gu Chi: "..."
Jiang Sheng: "..."
I don't quite understand some of the words, but I can grasp the general meaning. But—has my lord misunderstood something?
Gu Chi took a deep breath.
This means to interrupt Shen Tang, who was about to continue rambling.
"Does my lord know what just happened?"
Shen Tang's reaction was to slump her shoulders, give a listless hum, and turn her head away, unwilling to answer the question.
She wasn't in the mood.
Gu Chi explained, "Firstly, this is not some secret technique for protecting the vault and recovering gold and silver, so you can rest assured about that."
Shen Tang forced herself to stay awake: "What is that?"
Jiang Sheng said, "Even if a thousand pieces of gold are spent, they will come back again."
Gu Chi nodded in agreement.
Shen Tang: "This... sounds familiar???"
With her exceptional memory, she recalled hearing this somewhere before. Jiang Sheng had indeed mentioned it briefly, saying that some literary scholars were born with special abilities, lacking in the reserves of their spiritual power, but by activating a "pay-to-win" method, they could obtain unlimited literary energy and sweep across the entire field.
As long as you have enough gold and silver, you can become a god.
"Wait a minute! What does this have to do with our gold? We don't have any eccentric scholars among us! They spend 999 gold per hit, shouldn't they spend their own gold? I mean, shouldn't they spend the scholars' own money?" Shen Tang stomped her feet and spun around. "Does this mean we can spend whose money we want? There's no one's name on this gold... My mind is blank!"
“I’m also puzzled by this, but the way the gold bricks disappeared just now is indeed a situation unique to the strange and mysterious power of words, ‘When a fortune is lost, it will return.’” Gu Chi paused, looked at Lin Feng, and instructed, “Lingde, find out how much is missing.”
Lin Feng nodded in acceptance.
She had already counted the boxes, so she quickly counted them and reported, "Five thousand taels of gold."
Shen Tang: "???"
Gu Chi: "..."
Jiang Sheng: "..."
All three of them tacitly recalled the five thousand taels of gold that Shen Tang had recently been counting on his little finger, grinning smugly, while his dog timidly begged for it. Could there be a connection between the two? It couldn't be a coincidence that whatever amount the lord requested simply disappeared, could it?
Shen Tang was the first to react, her vision blurred, and she shouted, "Wait, wait—could Kang Jishou be setting me up?"
Jiang Sheng retorted, "What does this have to do with him?"
Kang Shi did not need to "spend a thousand pieces of gold and then have it come back again".
Shen Tang was so angry that she jumped up and down, biting her fingers and pacing back and forth, her brain overloaded: "He 'always loses at gambling' and ruins my luck! Think about it, isn't financial luck a kind of luck too? Ever since I met this guy, I haven't been rich!"
Previously, I was plagued by bad luck.
I'm afflicted by poverty!
Gu Chi couldn't help but speak up: "Before you met Kang Jishou, wasn't the lord never rich either?"
Shen Tang stared with dead fish eyes, issuing a chilling warning.
"...Gu Wangchao!"
Gu Chi wisely shut down his microphone, which angered the lord.
Jiang Sheng, on the other hand, had a thoughtful expression on his face.
Just as he began to suspect someone, a vague premonition struck him. He looked up and saw a golden speck fall from the sky, hitting Shen Tang squarely on the head. Luckily, her long hair was tied up, so she didn't feel any pain. She raised her hand to touch it; it was warm.
Damn, is it bird poop?
However, it feels smooth and hard to the touch.
When it was taken down, it turned out to be a three-cent piece of broken gold.
She said, "This gold design looks familiar..."
Weigh it carefully, it's about five grams.
Gu Chi: "..."
He thought of something.
Jiang Sheng: "..."
He had a suspicion.
Shen Tang suddenly remembered and said, "The gold fragments that hit the wounded soldier last time were also of this shape..."
Patting his head, it's rare to be favored by Lady Luck.
This made Shen Tang feel a little better.
Gu Chi added from the side: "The gold and silver that these literary scholars and scholars scattered will eventually carry their own unique personal traces."
Shen Tang smiled wryly: "I have to thank this 'generous spender' for giving away five thousand gold coins and getting a small piece of gold for free... so I'm not exactly penniless. Oh well, let's just leave it at that..."
Even if they were to use their own energy, they could not possibly sacrifice Kang Jishou.
She felt both helpless and relieved: "I can roughly guess what's going on. I remember Ji Shou's scholarly way is 'always losing at gambling,' and to 'always win at gambling,' one needs to replenish enough luck. His luck is insufficient, so naturally, I, his lord, will foot the bill. He should be at Yonggu Pass right now, but I don't know his situation. If spending five thousand taels can defend Yonggu Pass and protect the people within, five thousand taels—"
She tilted her head and shrugged indifferently.
"Let it go if it's over."
Compared to the lives of her subordinates and the common people under her rule, she would throw away not just five thousand taels of gold, but fifty thousand taels as well!
After saying that, the gloomy look on his face vanished.
It was an open-mindedness that was completely genuine.
Jiang Sheng: "..."
This left him speechless, his thoughts caught in his throat, the truth stuck in his throat, churning within him.
"My lord, actually..."
Shen Tang put the three-cent gold coins into her purse.
They pulled the rope tight, afraid that it would melt away too.
He secretly felt grateful to the generous boy.
To ensure that I am not so poor that I am penniless.
"Let's get things sorted out and go back," Shen Tang interrupted Jiang Sheng, not wanting to hear the rest. Though she spoke with an air of magnanimity, her heart was bleeding with pain. She needed time to heal her wounds and let time heal the scars.
With her own way of governing as a feudal lord, she was not so poor that she starved to death, which was a stroke of luck amidst misfortune.
"As long as people have food to eat, a place to live, a job, ideals, and a future... they can endure not having money!"
Shen Tang patted Jiang Sheng on the shoulder and calmly instructed Lin Feng to record all the remaining gold and silver jewelry into the account.
To facilitate subsequent arrangements.
Soldiers shed blood and lost their lives for her, but we cannot let their families suffer as well. Post-war compensation and rewards are the top priority; as long as the remaining money doesn't disappear, that's fine.
Lin Feng cupped his hands in response, "Yes."
Jiang Sheng opened his mouth, but swallowed it back.
Gu Chi heard the question: "What's going on?"
Jiang Sheng said softly, "Sigh, we'll know when we get back..."
Shen Tang's logically sound idea landed Kang Shi, who was far away in Yonggu Pass, in a huge mess.
but--
He was willing to take the blame.
Yonggu Pass, on the battlefield.
The winds rose and the clouds surged, the war drums shook the heavens.
Inside the main tent of the Ten Crows Army, the king's face was ashen, so dark it seemed almost dripping with gloom. He gripped the golden armrests of his throne in fury, his grip so tight it left twisted finger marks. No one else dared utter a sound, each as if under a spell of silence.
They could understand the king's anger.
In the three duels between the two armies, they were initially full of confidence, certain that they could win all three and severely damage the enemy. However, in the first battle, Su Shiyilu was careless and narrowly lost to Chu Jie.
In the second battle, the plan was to use a specially arranged trump card against Chu Jie. If they could kill him on the battlefield, the morale loss from the first battle could be doubled, because Chu Jie was the commander of Yonggu Pass, and his impact on the morale of the Yonggu Pass defenders would be amplified.
result--
Suddenly, an unknown but courageous martial artist appeared out of nowhere.
They watched helplessly as Chu Jie rode back to Yonggu Pass, disrupting their plans. If that were all, winning the second round and killing this nobody would have been acceptable. But who knew—this valiant warrior was a master of disguise!
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I lost track of time while writing and ended up writing a short chapter of three thousand words.
The perspective shifts back to Yonggu Pass.
Um--
This title can definitely be completed within 15 minutes.
Kangshi was unfairly blamed, hahaha.
P.S.: I'm taking a day off on August 15th. I don't know if it's because I ate something bad, but I went to the toilet five or six times that night. As soon as I sat down, I just wanted to make love to the toilet. _(:з」∠)_
(End of this chapter)
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