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469: All parties are ready to move (Part 2) [Please vote]

 "This is the king's wish, I will just do it."

Although the commander-in-chief did not believe that there would be much benefit in instigating rebellion against Gong Xiqiu, he knew well the consequences of disobeying Zheng Qiao's orders.

Besides, this battle has lasted long enough.

Once you get the first victory, how much more benefits can there be?

The commander-in-chief spoke, but the soldiers did not dare to speak any more.

However, when I think about working with that barbarian who only knows how to show off his violence, I feel somewhat unhappy.

Two flowers bloom, one on each side.

The Geng Kingdom was ruled by King She.

"Ah owe-"

A loud sneeze can be heard from the left compartment to the right compartment.

"Who is thinking about me?"

The young man with braided hair walked straight towards the front porch with a ferocious and majestic shape under his right arm. He was blown by the wind and couldn't help but sneeze. He raised his hand to rub his nose.

He casually threw the bag to the servant.

The deputy officer hurriedly followed him.

"Sit down and stand to block my light."

Gong Xiqiu waved to him.

The subordinate officer had no choice but to sit down and consider how to speak.

Before she could formulate her words, the graceful young woman walked into the front hall carrying a hot drink: "General, please use it."

The subordinate officer squeezed out a smile and thanked him.

Even though this girl was just a dancing girl who was rewarded by Gong Xiqiu's adoptive father a year or two ago, she stayed with Gong Xiqiu. Even though she was not known as a concubine, she took care of all the chores in the backyard by herself, which made her very popular.

Chong, in the eyes of outsiders, can be regarded as half a mistress.

Pillow style...

As a subordinate, he is also afraid.

A woman who offends her boss is the same as offending her boss.

Gong Xiqiu was too lazy to pay attention to the weird things he was thinking about and asked: "Is there any other military affairs today?"

He has always only focused on fighting and not military affairs. In addition, he has no real power and few things, so he usually leaves it to someone to take care of it for him. In this way, his adoptive father and step-brother can rest assured, and Gong Xiqiu is also happy to have a leisurely life, and practicing is more enjoyable than dealing with paperwork.

Much more.

The subordinate officer shook his head: "No."

Gong Xiqiu raised his head and drank from the cow, finishing the cup in one gulp.

"Why do you come to me if you have nothing to do?"

The subordinate officer was startled when asked, and looked helpless and a little expectant: "Major General, have you received any news about the battle?"

Gongxi Qiu crossed his legs in idleness.

Throw snacks into your mouth.

"No, why, have you received the news?"

Unlike him who is an expert at showing off, the subordinate officer is quite ambitious and is either training troops or on the way to training every day. When Gong Xiqiu has a little leisure time, he will show an expression like "the young general will waste his force if he continues to rest."

, it makes people’s teeth hurt.

The first person to take the lead in involution.

The subordinate officer sighed and frowned.

"Major General, what should we do?"

Do military generals not fight, but sit on the bench in the rear every day, waiting for mold to grow and grow mushrooms? However, his own major general is not enthusiastic about this. In his words, the enemy generals on the front line are like a bunch of soft-legged shrimps who cannot withstand his full strength.

waste time.

Gong Xiqiu looked at him and wanted to frown, and asked: "What's wrong? A sword will naturally be unsheathed when it's time to unsheath it, unless the person holding the sword has a sharper option. It's boring to fight on the front line.

Yes, Mama is not here."

Fighting with a bunch of weaklings is of no use to your spiritual practice.

The subordinate officials were stunned by him and were speechless.

Gong Xiqiu: "I went to court today and just listened to a group of old-fashioned courtiers sitting there arguing, such as whose family had another concubine, whose son had committed a crime, which courtier had made a maid pregnant during the parents' filial period. Fighting.

No one mentioned this matter. I think the front line is very stable and your general won’t be needed for a while. You should have some free time to play with me and play with two beads..."

Alas, it is really boring to have no playmates.

The servant's skills are not good, and he will get tired of being abused too much.

Subordinate officer: "..."

What is he here for today?

If he deliberately persuades his young general to "act coquettishly" with his adoptive father, he will definitely be transferred back to the front line. After all, brave warriors are born for the battlefield. Sitting in the back all day playing beads with subordinates is a waste of natural resources and will cause trouble.

Outsiders laugh at you.

However, his young general didn't take it seriously.

He was caught and beaten with beads all afternoon.

In the end, he was not left to eat.

The official was angry and helpless.

Finally, the "hostess" saw him off.

The official saying is serious and thoughtful: "If you have the opportunity, you can advise the young general more. When a man is born in this world, he should make immortal contributions."

The woman smiled bitterly in her heart, but she had to agree on her face.

"It's natural."

The days are extremely short in winter.

The sky was just darkening, and candles were lit in the front hall.

The young man who had been playing beads all afternoon was sitting casually flipping through some obscure and difficult-to-understand letters. The contents on the letters were all written in the alien script unique to the young man’s mother tribe. It is said that there are only two people in the world who can recognize this kind of script today.

clear.

The woman found that the young man looked particularly steady at this time, as if it was another person who was playing childish beads in the afternoon.

Gong Xiqiu raised his eyes: "You don't need anyone, just go down."

The woman hesitated and refused to leave: "There is something..."

Gong Xiqiu put down the letter in his hand.

"That's it."

The woman then confessed: "The house has cleared a group of informants, but the manpower is somewhat insufficient. I wanted to go out this morning to look for a few suitable ones, and unexpectedly met a benefactor who had been kind to the slave family... Seeing that the benefactor was in trouble, she took it upon herself to take him in secretly.

…”

Seeing the strange look on the woman's face, Gong Xiqiu guessed the identity of this "benefactor" and feared that there was something wrong with him: "Male?"

The woman was born in Xiaocheng.

Men who are close to Xiaocheng are indeed troublesome.

Nine times out of ten, he was a fish that slipped through the net in that disaster and was hiding in the house. In worst case, he was hiding a prisoner.

However, he has known the woman for some time.

I know she is not unreasonable.

He waited patiently for her to continue explaining.

As expected, the woman shook her head: "No, it's a female family member."

Gong Xiqiu's expression softened a little.

The serious situations of men and women are completely different, and Gong Xiqiu is much more tolerant of the opposite sex than the same sex.

"Where are the people?"

"Hiding in the slave's room." She paused and said softly, "The injury is very serious. The girl was originally a general, but her father was defeated... There is something that I want to confess to you.

Father... seems to be a defeated general under the general..."

"In this case, you will take good care of her. We will make plans after she recovers from her injuries. The house is complicated and it is not a safe place. Maybe after a while, I will be transferred to the front line again, and I won't be able to take care of you, so I have to stay as soon as possible.

Backhand."

Gong Xiqiu has no intention of eradicating the roots.

Confrontation on the battlefield only determines the outcome.

What kind of hero is a man who is an upright man and kills his female relatives who have lost their support and suffered so much?

The woman is deeply blessed.

"Thank you, General."

For the next half month, Gong Xiqiu's daily routine was as usual.

I clock in at court in the morning, yawn and listen to the gossip.

In the afternoon, I slept, played beads, and composed music.

Practice at night.

The only disharmony in the house was that some of the servants and maids who got up at night said that they would see something like a snake shadow leaping past in the middle of the night, which scared them to death.

When I looked closely, there was nothing.

Gong Xiqiu pinched the seven inches of the little snake on the beam.

The latter melted into literature in his hands, and then stretched out and turned into a piece of light green elegant letter. Smell lightly, you can also smell a little sweet fragrance that makes people confused. Gong Xiqiu raised his other hand with a cold face.

Look carefully at the candlestick and see ten lines at a glance.

The above are some of the things that have happened recently.

They are all written in familiar native scripts.

For example, Zheng Qiao brutally killed his senior brother Yan An.

For example, some forces in the Xin Kingdom raised a banner to attack the unjust tyrants, and many responded. In the shortest possible time, they swept across all states and counties, and even Tianhai, Wu Xian and other forces joined them.

After that, each family mobilized its troops.

When he finished reading, he didn't see Shen Tang's name, not even a few words from Longwu County. It's strange that it was so lively, and Mama's character didn't get involved?

Gong Xiqiu scattered the letter with a snap of his fingers.

He muttered in a low voice: "I always get something useless..."

Suddenly, he raised his hand and struck a palm. The wind of the palm happened to collide with the sharp arrow that pierced the window paper. Looking at the arrow that was knocked to the ground, the arrow also had a letter stuck in it. Gong Xiqiu casually sucked it in.

As he unfolded the letter, his face became visibly gloomy.

------Digression-----

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Fixed a small BUG


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