However, it was expected that Jimo Qiu would lie.
If people knew that both husband and wife would die, who would Xun Ding have a mortal enemy with in the future? What would her enemies do if Xun Ding was armed and could not touch a Gongxi? Even if she had two brothers,
But the brothers can't keep watch all the time.
You can only be a thief for a thousand days, how can you guard against a thief for a thousand days?
Once her enemies find an opportunity, she will definitely die.
Rather than leaving a clue in public for people to exploit, it would be better to lie from the beginning and completely eliminate the hidden dangers. I just don't know whether this contract binds both parties or one party.
After the ceremony, Gong Xilai did not enter the backyard.
Instead, he stood beside Xun Ding and toasted to all the guests.
Xun Ding asked worriedly: "Can you hold on?"
Alai's gorgeous clothes, especially the crown on her head that hurt her neck, are quite heavy. Her situation is special, how can she hold up? Gongxi came and said, "Nothing's wrong."
"Alai, if you can't hold it back, don't be brave. My father and I are the guests here." I was worried, but Gong Xilai refused to go to the backyard, and Xun Ding didn't insist. Most of the guests who came to attend the wedding were basically
They are all officials of the DPRK and China and have a sense of proportion.
Well, it is indeed measured, but not much.
They didn't make things difficult for Gong Xi Lai, but they didn't let him go either.
The toasts came one after another, one after another.
The court of King Kang had special regulations.
Officials can only drink on holidays, holidays, and events. It is not impossible to drink secretly, but you cannot be caught by the Yushitai. The people at the Yushitai have noses sharper than dogs and ears sharper than cats. They are elusive and hard to detect! Hide!
The censorship at Yushitai is far more difficult than quitting drinking. They would rather endure their alcohol addiction!
It was not easy to quit drinking, but no one wanted to be reserved.
the most important is--
All the drinks served at today’s banquet are spiritual wine.
One sip is full of money!
Drink a few more drinks and the gift will pay for itself.
You can't always take advantage of Xun Shangshu. If you don't take advantage of today to kill him, will it be possible to wait for Xun Ding's child to have a feast for his first birthday? With this delicate mood, his colleagues kept trying
The atmosphere was heated and a toast was given to Xun Ding.
"General Xun, this cup of wine may wish you a son soon!"
"I wish you a long life together with this cup!"
It was somewhat decent at first, but the style of painting quickly changed.
I searched my brain for a reason to propose a toast: "I would like to thank General Xun for passing by my door last time and saying hello to me!"
The colleagues all looked at the acquaintance who had a bit of a tongue.
Can this kind of reason be given for persuading people to drink?
What people are best at is learning from others.
"Thank you for intimidating all parties and quelling the rat infestation in the government offices!"
"Thank you for intimidating all parties and quelling the ant infestation in the government offices!"
"Thank you for intimidating all parties and quelling the government infestation!"
Xun Ding's face turned green when he heard this.
Others were not the least bit frightened.
Lin Feng brought two jars of wine, and when he saw that the wine in Xun Ding's glass had reached the bottom, he winked at his colleague and immediately filled it up for him.
Yang Ying and others kept encouraging him.
"Drink, please! Why are you raising fish at this time?"
"Let's have a drink tonight, don't use force to cheat."
"That's right, Yong'an has a very good drinking capacity. He said before that he won't get drunk after a thousand drinks. How can you get him drunk with just one or two drinks? Just listen to me and go straight to the wine jar!"
Xun Ding's face turned from green to black.
When did you ever say that you can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?
But he was the groom, so he couldn't refuse the guests' requests easily. He gritted his teeth and said, "Just drink. We'll see who can get up tomorrow and go to the government office to order the wine. Someone, bring the wine jar!"
If he could still withstand the booing from his colleagues, the next big move made Xun Ding want to kneel down. Gong Xiqiu stacked the wine jars into a pyramid shape. He sat with a big golden sword and pointed at Xun Ding.
Squeezing out a gentle smile: "You have become my brother-in-law now, and you are a real family. There is no need to mention the past grievances and conflicts. If you agree, how about getting drunk and forgetting the grievances?"
Xun Ding: "..."
He was greeting Gong Xiqiu very loudly in his heart!
Gu Chi can testify to this.
Gong Xilai couldn't help but say: "Second brother..."
Before he could finish his words, Xun Ding raised his hand to stop him.
He took a deep breath, showed a heroic and tragic expression as if he was ready to die, and sat across from Gong Xiqiu: "I will lose all my grudges when I get drunk."
The second uncle is really a difficult person to deal with.
Xun Ding's mind turned around and he made up his mind to find a matchmaker from Quan Kang State to help Gong Xiqiu in the future. He didn't believe that they would not be a match! By then, he would give him a hundred times more gifts at his wedding banquet.
In the wine jar, marinate Gongxiqiu directly!
Guests who didn't mind the matter came around one after another.
Important ministers pride themselves on being prudent and disdain this.
However, I also secretly stretched my ears to hear the battle situation and the final victory or defeat. If I had a little bit of conscience, I would also ask about Xun Zhen's feelings.
): "It's rare to have a chance to relax, and it's normal to be noisy. Don't worry, Minister. The general is also a strong and courageous warrior, and he still has a certain amount of alcohol."
But he said in his heart: [Drink more, drink more, don’t stop! It’s best to drink the iron cock named Xun directly and bankrupt the whole family!]
"Yes, yes, I don't know if I will have such interest in the future. Before the war is over, there are not many opportunities like this."
Bei Mo's hand reaches out to Kunzhou to stir up trouble. With so many conspiracies and tricks, even a fool knows that the illusion of peace with Bei Mo will be broken soon. In the past, I always disliked the days when it was time to go to work before dawn.
Now I still feel like I haven’t had enough...
Xun Zhen was so choked by them that she couldn't help but feel angry.
Unexpectedly, he also heard someone from Yushitai eating his food, drinking his food, and thinking about whether to investigate him. He thought about how much a jar of spiritual wine would cost, and estimated the amount of spiritual wine for this wedding banquet.
The amount of spiritual wine provided by Xunzhen and his son's monthly stipend, how much it would cost to buy the spiritual wine that exceeds the stipend, and whether Xunzhen and his son have been rewarded for fighting in the past few years, and whether the stipend and silver reward are enough to balance the accounts.
To put it more bluntly, they suspected Xun Zhen of corruption.
Xun Zhen: "..."
He glared hard at Gu Chi who looked like a normal person. As a censor, he didn't care about these censors who were chasing after people all day long. Why did they eat it? How did they get so much spiritual wine? Gu Chi couldn't figure it out in his heart? Hateful!
It’s really annoying!
Gu Chi said leisurely: "If you are upright, you are not afraid of slanting shadows."
It is really impossible for Xun Zhen to be corrupt.
The censor is not easy to handle either, as there are internal KPIs.
On the happy day, Xun Zhen had a lot of money to help his colleagues improve their performance. Anyway, he was not corrupt, and no problem would be found no matter how much he checked. On the contrary, it showed that he was tough, honest and upright. Looking at Gu Chi's attitude,
Someone wanted to beat him.
Xun Zhen said angrily: "The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked."
For the current unhealthy tendencies in the Censorship Station, Gu Chi, the Censorship doctor who sets an example, should bear the unshirkable responsibility.
Gu Chi smiled shyly at him: "Thank you."
Xun Zhen: "..."
He took a deep breath and lowered his voice: "Gu Wangchao, you'd better pray that things don't turn around, otherwise, I'll repay you twice as much."
If few colleagues noticed Gu Chi's personal affairs at first, but after so many years, he always shows his weakness. Except for the boss who is always missing a string, no one in the whole government knows about Gu Chi and Bai Su.
That point? However, I don’t know whether it is because both parties are unwilling to make it public, or because they are concerned about their status in the DPRK. The two have been getting along anonymously over the years.
No one punctured the window paper first.
However, it can be understood somewhat if you think about their identities.
A Tianquanwei general, the head of the female generals.
A censor doctor, the head of the censorship station.
If this kind of combination gets married and lives together openly, not to mention what the Lord thinks, the courtiers will start to make trouble.
If the Lord is not afraid, his ministers will be afraid.
Who would dare to offend Bai Su or Gu Chi easily in the future?
Aren't you afraid that Tianquanwei/Yushitai will wear small shoes?
Gu Chi leisurely shook the wine cup.
He chuckled and said, "Then we'll have to wait."
Looking back, his eyes were frivolous: "I'm afraid Hanzhang can't afford to wait."
Being anonymous makes colleagues feel more at ease than being famous and involved. Or, one of them steps down from an important position. Husband and wife are different from father and son. The latter is a natural blood relationship that cannot be severed, while the former is an acquired relationship.
is controllable.
Shen Tang came over curiously and asked, "What can't you wait for?"
The king is a laborer and a qualified firefighter.
Mediating conflicts between ministers is also part of her job.
Just now she saw lightning and thunder between the two of them, and the thunder from the sky stirred up the fire on the ground. It was about to catch fire, so she hurriedly found a way to put out the fire. However, Gu Chi and Xun Zhen didn't want to say anything, and they only talked about private matters.
.As the head of the country, she cannot interfere in private matters.
When the winner was finally decided on Gong Xiqiu's side, one hand had already set the time to the latter half of the night, and the guests dispersed one after another.
Those who are drunk and live far away will be arranged to stay overnight. For those who are still sane or live nearby, the Xun Mansion will arrange for people to be sent home.
Some people were picked up by their families.
For example, pray for kindness.
Qi Miao smelled the strong smell of alcohol on his body before he even got close, and worried: "Why did father drink so much alcohol today?"
Qishan's cheeks were full of alcohol: "Colleagues encourage me to drink."
Qi Miao took out a hangover pill from the drawer of the carriage.
Although literary scholars can use literary energy to resolve hangovers, this process is not wonderful and will also bring a certain burden to the body.
Pray for goodness and drink it with warm water.
He pressed his swollen temples to relieve the discomfort of being drunk. Listening to the sound of the carriage wheels turning in his ears, he suddenly remembered something: "Jun Qiao, Zheng Xiu is crazy."
Zheng Xiuzhi is the supervisory censor Zheng Yu.
Qi Miao suddenly opened her eyes wide, shocked and disbelieving.
"Father——"
"In a few days, there will be news from the DPRK and China."
Zheng Yu died in the service of the public, so the treatment should not be lax. Not only should it not be lenient, but he should be rewarded generously. It is not impossible to treat his family well, and it is not impossible to pursue a posthumous title. But these are of little significance to a dead man. Pray for good deeds.
This couldn't be clearer.
Qi Miao seemed to have not recovered from the news.
She moved her lips: "But, my daughter has met him before, how come she met him so quickly - who harmed him?"
Qishan exhaled a breath of turbid air and adjusted his posture with his hands on the cushion: "The hidden stakes in the Northern Desert are for the purpose of killing people and silencing them."
Qi Miao tried hard to digest the news.
The light in the carriage was not very bright, and the candlelight illuminated half of her face, while the other half was hidden in darkness: "But he is a good man."
Qishan: "Good people don't live long in this world."
Qi Miao tried her best to restrain her emotions, her voice was suppressed and forbearing, like a dam about to release floods, or maybe a camel about to be crushed, she trembled: "But that was before! Before -"
"The 'before' in your mouth was only five years ago. No matter it was before or now, as long as the world is not one voice, there is no difference. With different voices, there will be opposites and conflicts, from wars of words to life and death.
When fighting each other, people always learn the same lesson over and over again. The wolf ambition in the Northern Desert has not been gone for a year or two, and rebellion is to be expected."
"The 'now' you are in is just because you are in Kangguo. If you go outside, you will be surrounded by hell."
"Jun Qiao, good people don't live long in this world."
"It is true that the disaster will last for thousands of years."
He can survive until now because he has removed his conscience.
On the way home, Qi Miao remained silent.
Just as she was helping Qishan out of the car, she suddenly asked, "Why did father suddenly talk about this to his daughter?"
Qi Shan laughed at himself: "I am old and like to nag."
If possible, he also hopes that Qi Miao can always be pure and kind, clean and pure as snow, without any stains. However, he does not have this ability, and Kang Guo does not have this condition.
In this battle with Bei Mo, they can only win, not lose.
Once you win, it's hard to stop.
Because the neighbors will be afraid, they may exchange surrender for living space, or they may use joint means to take the initiative to strike preemptively and forcibly cut off Kang Guo's progress.
No matter which one it is, the control does not lie with Kang Guo.
The same goes for the initiative in war.
To what extent?
When to stop?
Even if you pray for good, you can't predict it.
As soon as he returned to the mansion, Qi Shan saw a dozen pairs of green eyes shining on the roof. The owner of one pair jumped from the eaves to the rockery, and finally fell to the ground, gently rubbing Qi Shan's feet. He bent down and lifted the pair of eyes.
Only the old cat was picked up.
My depressed mood improved a lot.
"Su Shang is in a good mood today."
From Xiaocheng to Fengluo, Su Shang has grown from a newborn to an old cat. Since he got older, he has become less and less fond of moving. He likes to sit on the roof and bask in the sun every day. He will not move until he is hungry.
It just went to eat. Now it can still catch mice, but it misses three or five times out of ten times. In addition, the teeth are severely worn, so Qishan will not allow it to catch mice again.
Let the chef prepare soft meat for it every day.
In addition, there are its favorite snacks.
As I get older, the number of times I pray for good deeds becomes less and less. It is rare to take the initiative to post like today.
"Hey, you can't be so lazy. Move more."
Qi Shan scratched its chin.
Su Shang relaxed his limbs comfortably in his arms, and his throat made sounds of enjoyment. Some of the cats and grandchildren on the eaves gathered around, some chased and fought, and some remained motionless. Qishan asked the cook Su Shang what he had done today.
My heart sank as I ate too much.
"Stay with me for a few more years."
Qi Shan hugged Su Shang and whispered softly.
Su Shang stretched his body, and the cat's claws bloomed with flowers.
Qishan had an extremely restless sleep that night. The scenes in his dreams were messy and complex, and familiar and unfamiliar faces flashed before his eyes. When he woke up tired, he didn't know when there was an eye on his pillow that had just opened.
The kitten is still glowing with blue light.
"How did you get here?"
Su Shang meowed, grabbed the kitten by the back of its neck, climbed onto Qishan's bed, and placed it on the piled quilts.
As if to say——
Look, this is the child who looks most like me.
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Alas, don't worry, 960 has been reviewed, and the content of the review is very weird. Let's wait until the manual review comes online during the day. I'm also crazy. I don't know where I stepped on the line to close my little dark room, woo woo woo.
This chapter has been completed!