Your Talent Is Good; It’s Now Mine Chapter 292: How much can a person pay for justice

"When I sleep with Qingmei, I still think I'm sleeping in your arms."

Very good, sure enough, the operational safety of long-distance relationships still depends on the daily maintenance of girlfriends, Le Yu thought.

About half a month after Le Yu's letter was sent, I finally received a reply from Qing Lan.

In the 'secret letter' he wrote, he naturally wrote an address in Yanjing that could be mailed to. In fact, Le Yu had already prepared that the first letter could not be delivered to Qing Lan - God knows Xuanzhu What is the current situation in the county, it is normal to not receive letters in this world.

In the past, carriages were slow and letters were hard to come by, and a letter had to be sent for a lifetime.

In Qinglan's reply, he talked about his own living conditions and the current situation of Dongyang District, and he had concealed Jing Zhengwei's survival information according to what Le Yu said, and made preparations in advance to rush to Yanjing after half a year. Prepare.

The 'business proposal' put forward by Le Yu, she intends to leave these ideas to others to handle, and the newspaper office alone has already overwhelmed her.

As for why Le Yu didn't return to Xuanzhu County, why did she hide the news of her death, and why she stayed in Yanjing, she didn't ask, or she believed Le Yu's words-for their future, Le Yu needed to be Yanjing was on business trip for half a year.

"No matter what you have to do, I will accompany you to the end." Her reply was so cold that she wouldn't even say a word dear, huh, woman.

However, Qing Lan shares the same concerns as Le Yu - she is very concerned about whether Le Yu will cheat on her business trip, and sure enough, everyone doesn't believe in long-distance relationships.

Since this kind of thing can't be monitored and controlled, Qing Lan can only throw a murderous sentence: "I don't care if you find other women, anyway, as long as I come after half a year, I will still play cards at night, the rules Same as before."

Hmph, do you think this will scare me? While reading the letter, Le Yu took a sip of iced honey five-flower tea and made wolfberry.

But after receiving Qing Lan's letter, Le Yu was really relieved, especially seeing that she and Mu Qingmei and Huyan Siluo formed an alliance of strong women and good girlfriends, and felt that this long-distance relationship was effectively guaranteed— - In fact, people can often get more happiness from the same sex, regardless of men and women, heterosexuality is a more special interpersonal relationship.

With two good girlfriends, at least I won't feel lonely.

Compared to Qinglan's happy life, Le Yu is rather miserable. He only has a tool brother and a younger sister who wants to give birth to his flesh and blood all day long.

And he can't go out and play cards yet.

Since she was slapped by Chan Chenchen once, Le Yu naturally transferred her job directly to become a security guard in her own house. She didn't even go out after being beaten to death, and waited for the end of this summer vacation.

Last time I was lucky and had the rich experience guidance of Jing Zhengwei and Yin Yinyin, so Le Yu successfully passed the test, but the 'black rose dress' still brought an indelible mark to Le Yu's soul trauma.

Timing Chan Chenchen, this revenge will not be repaid, nor will it be shared by the sky!

Le Yu secretly swears in her heart, while hiding at home to eat honeydew melon barbecue, spent a leisurely summer.

I read Qing Lan's letter back and forth three times to confirm that there were no other hidden love words, and then Le Yu reluctantly set fire to the letter and burned it. He is not interested in triggering the special plot of "the brother's secret letter is found by the younger brother/sister", and it is quite embarrassing for outsiders to see the letter between the lovers.

Of course, there is nothing more terrifying than being mistaken by the younger brother and sister for the elder brother pretending to be Jing Zhengwei to flirt with his fiancée... Although this is true, but it is not only that, it can only be said that Le Yu is a pathetic and pitiful Pure love God of War.

Turn off the lights and sleep.

Lying on the bed, Le Yu began to think about the sword fight three days later.

There are only three days left until the next semester of the Royal Academy starts. When Le Yu enters the Royal Academy after three days, it means that he is safe - at least he is not afraid that he will be chased and killed by a group of people led by Chen Chen Chen when he walks outside, or Was instantly killed by the passing peak.

In the academy, the enemies of the Whisper are the other six scabbards.

As long as the other scabbards are warriors who are fluent in the realm, Le Yu still has some confidence.

As for victory, Le Yu can only say do your best.

It's good to win, but if you lose, you can change your number.

As for who is the emperor, Le Yu doesn't care - they are all a group of young people in their twenties. What experience do they have in governing the country?

Even if he ascends the throne, he is just a puppet of the imperial court or the four glorious guards. At least until he can control the holy sword, he will not have much real power. As a titular mascot, who does it matter?

Even if it is useless, the power of the emperor is recognized from the bottom up, and it is naturally impossible for the emperor to win the loyalty of the officials.

Different from the key politicians who talk about how he became an emperor, Le Yu only realized that he did not have the ability to control power after he became the president of the Silver Blood Society-the emperor's ingenuity, weighing the interests of all parties, and driving people to do it. How to do things by yourself, how not to let the people under you go against the yang and yin...

It's too complicated, Le Yu would rather blow everything up with biting than play that game of intrigue.

But Qing Lan is very interested in this kind of thing... Why do I think of Qing Lan again, and I can't sleep.

Le Yu hummed, used her ice-blood physique to clear her mind, and lied down on the bed to sleep.

In the emptiness and clarity, he suddenly felt a little strange, and then he heard the sound of 'squeak' from the door——

"It's me, Hell."

The prisoner wearing a black cloak closed the door, reached out to stop Le Yu's turning on the light, sat aside and said, "Don't turn on the light, I'll leave as soon as I finish."

Le Yu sat up and asked, "Why did you come to me so late? Something happened?"

"No, I should have come to you a long time ago, but I've been watched closely these days, and I can't expose your relationship with me, so I can only come here at night." Bai Prison said: "First with you Tell me, Yiwei has already punished Xianchan Chenchen."

"What punishment? Punish him to go to the Lecture Square to recite "Hui Yao Fu" with the Mengtong children? Or punish him to wear children's clothes to work?"

"...Your idea is very creative, but Yiwei's side is not so ruthless." Bai Jail shook his head: "Just fined him a few months' salary, and asked him not to approach you in the future."

"How did he get close to me? He couldn't even hit my knee when he jumped up." Le Yu groaned: "This punishment is not the same as no, does the four guards of Huiyao encourage infighting? He almost killed me, and the result was This is the punishment?"

"Chan Chenchen is different. If someone else did such a bad act, he would definitely be demoted or even sent out, but he is very important to Yiwei, and even to the four glorious four guards." Shrug: "Sometimes that's how we have to bow to life."

Le Yu: "Then what if he comes to provoke me next time? Shouldn't I not only be unable to fight back, but also squat down and let him slap in the face?"

"...If Xianchan Chenchen is here, he will definitely beat you to death if he is demoted."

Bai Prison couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, after three days you will be the scabbard, the scabbard is much higher than the title Chan Chenchen, if he appears in front of you, you just take off his pants and fart It's fine. Siwei will never pursue you, just like they don't pursue Chen Chenchen."

"I started to expect him to appear in front of me as you said..." Le Yu smiled: "Is there anything else?"

Prison Worship: "Well, there's another thing to do, and that's to make sure you're really willing to participate in the sword hunt."

"Only confirmed now?" Le Yu smiled: "Can I still refuse?"

"Of course you can, because this is a battle that requires your life." Bai Prison said: "If an unwilling person is allowed to enter the arena of death, both for you and for us, It's irresponsible."

Ah, this is to ask me for a military order... Le Yu can naturally hear the subtext in the words of the prisoner, but she just wants to know if Le Yu is willing to fight with all her strength, even if it means sacrificing her life. In the 'game' about the next emperor, if the scabbard doesn't have this kind of awareness, they might as well replace it.

For a moment, Le Yu really wanted to agree, but he thought that Bai Jail had mentioned Xianchan Chenchen before saying this.

Contact back and forth, isn't this the threat of 'if you don't work hard to become a scabbard, you can only endure if you want to spank you with Chan Chenchen'! ?

The threat of this espionage organization is really subtle enough... Le Yu adjusted his emotions, Zhuang Su said: "I want to be dazzling, I want to be famous in history. In order to step on the stage of history, in order to become one person under 10,000 people The master above, I will definitely do whatever I can to make my sword master gain the splendor of the holy sword."

His voice gradually became lower and lower: "One day, I will make Xianchan Chenchen regret it, let Lan Yan bow his head, let the white night disappear, and let the world tremble because of me!"

"The Four Guards of Radiance are my stepping stones, and the search for the sword is just my trial. My life has just begun, and I will never die here! My goal is to be at the top of the court! "

After saying that, Le Yu quietly looked at Prison Bai in the dark.

After a while, applause broke out.

"What a great ambition, my blood is surging when I hear it." Baiyu applauded and laughed: "Of course, Hongle, your ability is worthy of this ambition."

I don't talk about such a big ambition, how can you rest assured of me... Talents who have no desires can't be used, and the ambitious people who just spoke like Le Yu just happen to be the best ones to use.

It's like a person who just wants to be a civil servant and spend the rest of his life in peace without getting married, in love, how do you use it? Only those who want to stay in a first-tier city and live in a big house to jump up the class will become the target of 996 Fortune.

"But I think you're lying."

Le Yu was startled.

"It's not like someone with such a beautiful and gorgeous ambition would rashly offend a righteous passerby named Chan Chenchen in order to save a girl."

"That's my first time here, I don't know..."

"The road is not fair, so do you draw a knife to help?" Bai Jail laughed: "This sounds even more terrifying."

"I—"

"Hongle~IndoMTL.com~ Do you think that people like us are not qualified to say anything for the sake of the country and the people? We are only worthy of humble ambitions and unwilling souls?"

In the darkness, Prison Worship's words were hoarse and hoarse: "The princes in the imperial court are full of benevolence, righteousness and morality, and every word in the world is for the public; Competing for power and profit is intriguing..."

"But the pillars of the imperial court don't believe their every word; and we, the gutter rats, don't just do it for glory and wealth."

"Hongle, Liwei's scabbard candidate is not only you. I put all my chips on Junzuo and made you the only candidate."

Le Yu stared blankly at Baijiu, he didn't speak, and Baijiu couldn't see his eyes, but the words he wanted to say were already in the air - why?

"Because you are willing to fight against the powerful and protect the weak." Bai Prison spoke softly, as if afraid of breaking the fragile things in the dark: "How much can a person pay for justice? I am willing to give my everything in exchange for yours. Chance, how about you?"