Volume 7: Ma Mingfeng is Xiaoxiao, the Boy Raises His Sword
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Chen Shangzhi was so anxious that he stuffed the written letter into the pile of papers on his desk. As soon as he stood up, before he could pick up the pen that fell on the ground, he saw the tent tent being picked up and the lights shaking.
Next, Su Ling walked in with a smile.
Although Chen Shangzhi had some resentment towards Su Ling in his heart, as someone who had been in the officialdom for a long time, he was still good at showing off. He hurriedly turned around from behind the desk, took two steps quickly, and raised his hand towards Su Ling, with a look on his face.
He said with a smile: "It's Su Changshi. Why do you want to come to my camp so late and haven't rested yet?"
Su Ling also had a gentle smile, and cupped her hands towards Chen Shangzhi and said: "It was a long night and I didn't want to sleep, so I wandered around the camp. When I saw that Chen Changshi seemed to have lights here, I thought about Guo Aili.
At first glance, it turned out that Chen Changshi was not asleep either..."
Chen Shangzhi didn't believe that Su Ling came to his tent accidentally, but when he suddenly arrived, Chen Shangzhi was not prepared at all. Hearing what he said, he couldn't help but feel a little stunned.
Su Ling smiled lightly and said: "Chen Changshi, why is it inconvenient? Why don't you invite me to sit down?"
Only then did Chen Shangzhi come back to his senses. He hurriedly smiled at Su Ling and waved his hand: "What are you talking about, Su Changshi? It's just that the tent is not as good as Su Changshi's residence. Please sit down, please sit down."
Su Ling was not polite and sat on the seat on the side of the tent with her hands folded.
Chen Shangzhi poured a cup of tea, put it in front of Su Ling and said, "The conditions in the army are difficult. I brought this tea here in a hurry before I left. Su Changshi has a taste, and don't dislike it."
Su Ling nodded, took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "Chen Changshi also knows and loves tea? There is some good tea in my residence, which is Maojian that the prime minister often mentioned. I will give some to Changshi tomorrow. Changshi
Shi also has a try."
Chen Shangzhi hurriedly thanked him.
The two of them chatted incessantly. Su Ling seemed to be very curious about Chen Shangzhi's camp. While chatting, he looked left and right.
His action seemed unintentional, but Chen Shangzhi didn't feel at all calm. The more Su Ling looked around casually, the more nervous he became.
I was afraid that he would see the secret message inside the pile of papers on the desk.
Fortunately, Su Ling just glanced at the table casually, then turned his eyes elsewhere, seemingly not seeing anything.
Just when Chen Shangzhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, Su Ling suddenly said: "Chen Changshi is so elegant. Are you still practicing calligraphy so late?"
Su Ling said this sentence out of the blue, but Chen Shangzhi's heart trembled, and he forced himself to calm down and said, "Why did Su Changshi say this?"
Su Ling said calmly: "Oh? Did I make a mistake? Since it's not calligraphy practice, why are there so many papers on Chen Changshi's desk, and the oil lamp is so close..."
When Chen Shangzhi heard this, his heart moved. Since Su Ling had misunderstood like this, he might as well just make the mistake. He then pretended to be relaxed and smiled and said: "Oh...I just can't sleep, so I just wrote a few words to pass the time."
time."
Su Ling nodded and said: "I see... I heard the Prime Minister and Jijiu mention to me many times that the calligraphy of Chen Changshi and Lord Zhong are the most famous in our country.
When it comes to this, no one can compare with the two great calligraphers "Chen Zhong"!"
Chen Shangzhi hurriedly lowered his head, waved his hands and said with a smile: "That's just a ridiculous compliment... Shangzhi just has nothing to do and likes to write a few words. Could it be that Su Changshi is also good at this?"
Su Ling waved her hand and said with a smile: "I like to read...but I can't write. No matter what, I can't take out my handwriting. It's not straight horizontally or vertically. I can't even read it..."
Su Ling's words were not meant to be modest. He was already fond of writing brushes with large characters, and the characters he wrote were not much different from ghost-drawing symbols.
Chen Shangzhi laughed loudly and said: "Su Changshi is too modest...When writing, you need to be calm and calm, your heart should be calm, and the hand holding the pen must be steady, and you can't swing from side to side..." Su Ling heard this,
But he looked at her with a deep look, still smiled lightly and said: "Chen
Changshi is indeed a master in this field. A few words are not only the essence of calligraphy, but also the golden words of life and doing things. Presumably, Chen Changshi's calligraphy has achieved such a high level. He must be a person with a clear mind and no idea.
Those who are easily influenced by others’ minds.”
Chen Shangzhi was stunned when he heard this.
Su Linghu waved his hand and said with a smile: "Oh my, after I said this, I felt that it made no sense. Chen Changshi was one of the first veterans to follow when the Prime Minister started revolt.
Unrivaled loyalty...right, Chen Changshi."
When Chen Shangzhi heard this, he looked at Su Ling suspiciously, but saw that Su Ling still had a calm expression, and did not seem to have any deeper meaning.
Chen Shangzhi then raised his hands and smiled and said: "That's natural. I have been following my lord for more than ten years, and I must have only him in my heart. Isn't it the same for you, Su Changshi? You are young, and you have only followed your lord for a short time, and you are already very popular.
My lord, I trust you and you have a bright future, I am so envious of you Shang Zhi!"
Su Ling looked like he couldn't bear it. He waved his hands and stood up, pacing back and forth in the tent as if casually. Suddenly he stopped in one place and stopped moving.
He pointed to the ground and said: "Huh? Chen Changshi, why did your pen reach to the ground when you were practicing calligraphy..."
Chen Shangzhi followed his gesture and saw something at Su Ling's feet. It was the pen he had dropped when he was panicking.
However, Su Ling slowly leaned down, picked up the pen, took a look at it in his hand, and said with a harmless look on his face: "I guess the pens of great calligraphers must also have extraordinary magical uses.
....."
Chen Shangzhi hurriedly coughed to cover up and said: "It was late at night when Su Changshi suddenly came to visit. I was in a hurry to greet him. I guess his sleeves took this thing off the table. The lights were dim, so I didn't notice it for a moment."
As he said that, he pretended to be nonchalant and walked over to take the pen from Su Ling's hand.
Seeing that Chen Shangzhi was about to touch the pen, Su Ling calmly retracted his hand and withdrew the pen with his hand.
Close at hand, just one step away.
Chen Shangzhi wanted to take the money again, but he couldn't get it back no matter what.
Chen Shangzhi was startled, his face looked a little unhappy, and he said in a deep voice: "Su Changshi, what do you mean..."
Su Ling was still unhurried, and actually turned to the table where Chen Shangzhi was sitting just now, sat down with a sharp look, and looked at the blank paper without a word on the table with good eyes.
Su Ling glanced at it for a few times, then raised his head and said with a smile: "Chen Changshi, you said you were practicing calligraphy, but why is there not even a single word on this paper..."
"I..." Chen Shangzhi was just trying to find a reasonable reason, but Su Ling didn't seem to care, and said happily: "That's just right, but I can't read my words. It's just right."
There is a blank piece of paper on Chen Changshi's desk, how about Chen Changshi teach me how to write?"
When Chen Shangzhi heard this, he secretly cursed Su Ling for haunting him and haunting him.
How could he be in such a mood? His face was not very good, but he still had to deal with Su Ling and said: "Su Changshi, it's already late at this time, it's already late at night. My lord may have to start the war early tomorrow.
Why don't Su Changshi go back and have a rest? If you really want to be leisurely and elegant, how about I take some time another day and go to Su Changshi's residence in person and discuss it with you?"
Su Ling seemed to feel that Chen Shangzhi was not interested in this matter and did not force it. He took the pen he picked up in his hand and said with a smile: "Su was so itchy that he couldn't wait any longer. Since Chen Changshi didn't want to teach him, he couldn't.
If you don't want to write with a brush, then Su Ling will show off in front of everyone, write a few words, and see through the eyes of De Changshi..."
As he spoke, without waiting for Chen Shangzhi's consent, he moved the hand holding the pen slightly and started writing bit by bit.
Within a moment, Su Ling finished writing and put down the pen.
He raised his head and smiled at Chen Shangzhi: "Chen Changshi, Su has shown his shame... How about asking Chang Shi to take a look?"
As he said that, he picked up the paper with the writing in his hand, blew the ink lightly, and showed it to Chen Shangzhi. Chen Shangzhi was funny in his heart, feeling that Su Ling was indeed a bit arrogant. If it was about scheming, he couldn't compare with him.
But when it comes to writing and calligraphy, even ten Su Ling can't beat him.
It's really a bit overestimating one's abilities.
Although Chen Shangzhi was thinking this, he still pretended to be appreciative on the surface. He took two steps forward and looked at the words written on Su Ling's paper by the light.
It's okay not to look at it, but once he looked at it, his face changed drastically and his brows furrowed tightly.
But I saw two big characters crookedly written on that piece of paper. Although I couldn't speak of any skill in using the pen, the writing was really like a ghost drawing a talisman.
However, no matter how ugly those two words are, Chen Shangzhi can still understand them clearly at a glance.
On the white paper, there are two big characters, which are extremely ugly.
But it is: collaborating with the enemy.
Chen Shangzhi took one look, his eyebrows were raised, he looked at Su Ling and said solemnly: "Su Changshi... what word is wrong to write? Why did you just write this word... This is a joke.
It’s really a bit big!”
Su Ling sneered and said: "I thought that what I wrote was so ugly that Chen Changshi would not be able to recognize it? But he recognized it at a glance? But the word "collaboration with the enemy" is an ugly act, so it fits perfectly.
My ugly writing style is so accurate! It’s so accurate!”
Chen Shangzhi was panicking, but he still managed to calm down and said: "Su Changshi's joke is not funny at all... If Su Changshi has nothing else to do, then go back as soon as possible."
Su Ling then stood up, glanced at him slowly, and sneered: "Why are you so early? Chen Changshi is willing to tell the truth, how can I go back?"
Chen Shangzhi was even more frightened when he heard this. It seemed that Su Ling was well prepared this time.
But how could he know that I asked Chen Yu to secretly communicate with Shen Jizhou?
Could it be that Chen Yu was exposed?
Chen Shangzhi still refused to give up, feeling that it was unlikely that Chen Yu would be exposed, so he firmly refused to admit it, and said in a cold voice: "Su Changshi, you came here at night, said some inexplicable words, and wrote the word "collaboration with the enemy"
Insinuation...did you frame me out of thin air? Don't say that I am not collaborating with the enemy, but I really mean it. You are a long history, and I am also a long history. Even if you are one level higher than me, this kind of thing seems to
It's not something within the scope of your authority, Commander Shi."
"Su Ling...you have exceeded your authority!" Chen Shangzhi's voice was filled with anger.
Su Ling slowly shook his head and sighed: "I thought it was just you and me. If you really tell the truth, I won't break my face... Now that the matter has reached this point,
......."
Su Ling stood up slowly, took out a token from his waist and threw it towards Chen Shangzhi.
The token fell at Chen Shangzhi's feet, making a crisp sound.
Su Ling's voice was as cold as a knife, and he said word by word: "Chen Changshi, General Shi has no right to interfere with the collaboration with the enemy, so does the Shadow Division have this right?"
"Shadow Division...you mean you..." Chen Shangzhi's face was in disbelief, his eyes full of horror.
Su Ling stretched his body, but looked ridiculously tired again, and said lazily: "Chen Changshi, pick up this token and take a look... Isn't it because the light is too bright?"
An, you don’t even recognize this token!”
Chen Shangzhi knew that Su Ling was not joking, but he did not give up. He squatted down tremblingly, his hands shaking, and picked up the token. After just one glance, he felt as if cold water was poured on his head.
But I saw that it was a token made of basalt stone.
The whole body is dark black, with no words on it, just a monster with the head of a tiger and the body of a snake, with wings on both sides.
The monster was ferocious and terrifying, fluttering its wings and ready to fly, it looked lifelike.
Su Ling's casual voice said again: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell Chen Changshi...Su now has another identity...Changshi can't control what happens after your death."
Things to do..."
"But I don't know...how can the Deputy Governor of the Shadow Division... take care of this matter?"