"Someone got there first? Who?"
Gong Xichou had to admit that he felt a bit gloating.
The staff envoy seemed not to notice Gong Xichou's expression, and only replied indifferently: "We don't know yet. We only know that the person who took the national seal is not simple. He either has the special ability to hide the national seal or has a special item. I could vaguely feel the presence of him two days ago, but it became weaker and weaker, and there is no trace of him anymore."
This group of elite troops originally came for the national seal.
Since the national seal could not be obtained, it would be useless to stay and it would be better to send troops back to reinforce the army and prevent Zheng Qiao from sending troops to attack the border. Therefore, it was very likely that the troops would be withdrawn, and it would be foolish to stay and fight with the allied forces.
Gong Xichou listened with great interest at first.
When he heard the last sentence, his expression twisted, and he almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence: "Why didn't you say it earlier?"
The aide-de-camp looked at him to ask what he meant.
Then he asked, "Didn't I say it early enough?"
"You said you could vaguely feel it two days ago, but there has been no trace of it these past two days—" Gongxi's teeth were rubbing against each other with hatred, and his back teeth were itching. "If you had told me two or three days earlier, the soldiers fighting today wouldn't have lost their lives in vain! Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
The staff envoy not only did not get angry, but instead showed an extremely treacherous sneer on his face for a moment, and said: "You are actually very sympathetic."
Gong Xichou: "That's more than 2,000 lives."
He didn't feel sad.
In this world, human life is the least valuable.
But no matter how worthless a life is, it can be worthwhile or worthless. Even if they died, they could have died more meaningfully instead of being hastily buried here!
Even though these are actually the soldiers of the Pig King...
Therefore, even though the aide-de-camp before him was the only remaining member of his tribe in the world, Gong Xichou could not feel the slightest favor towards him.
But the staff and messengers laughed at his naivety.
"Gong Xichou, do you know something?"
After he started talking, he paused suspiciously, deliberately whetting Gong Xichou's appetite, but Gong Xichou had no choice but to do as he wished.
He asked, "What do you know?"
"Do you know what order King Zhui gave me before he left? You and the soldiers led by your adoptive father can all be sacrificed if necessary, as long as we can get the national seal, no matter how much we sacrifice!" The staff envoy looked at Gong Xichou mockingly, "If necessary, you can also pay with your life."
Gong Xichou thought it was an order.
He said, “Isn’t this normal?”
He had seen many similar faces, not to mention the weirdo among humans like the Pig King? In fact, the "mildness" of this order surprised Gong Xichou a little. With the character of the Pig King, his order should not be so "normal"...
The staff messenger had an expression that said "you are too young".
He sneered and said something more sinister and sticky than a poisonous snake's venom: "King Zhui's meaning is not what you understand. His original intention is to say that if the casualties in Xiaocheng are not enough to force out the national seal of Xin State, we can abandon those soldiers."
Gong Xichou: “…”
The staff envoy said coldly: "So, you see clearly? The more than 2,000 lives in your eyes are just grass in the eyes of others! No matter whether they died on the battlefield loyal to the king, or died in other invisible places, whether they died in battle today or in the future, it makes no difference. Gong Xichou, you really should have died on the day of the calamity of exterminating your clan, instead of leaving your clan and wading through this turbid world, I'm afraid you will die without a burial place!"
Gong Xichou looked at the aide-de-camp with shock and anger.
In his memory, every member of the Gongxi tribe followed the guidance of the gods and worked hard to live. They were open-minded and optimistic, generous by nature, and men, women, old and young were good at singing and dancing. They could vent any unhappiness through loud singing and wild and varied dances.
Live in seclusion and live without conflict with the world.
Gongxi Chou had never seen a member of the clan as sinister and strange as the one in front of him. He was unpleasant and contrary to the style of the Gongxi clan. What on earth was the other party thinking to say this to him, the only survivor of the genocide
His eyes were so easy to understand. The staff messenger said, "The clan emblem of the Gongxi clan is the snake that people dislike the most. Being cheerful and lively and loving life is against the ancestral teachings, right? I am used to being gloomy. Even if you don't like me, what can you do?"
Gong Xichou: "You—"
The staff messenger said: "That's all I have to say."
Gong Xichou wanted to curse a few more times, but the man's figure returned to the shadow and completely merged into the darkness. The next moment, there was no sound at all. Gong Xichou was left alone, cursing in his heart, wishing he could dig up his ancestors' graves...
No, the ancestral graves cannot be dug up.
Their ancestral tomb is the same.
Gong Xichou frowned in frustration.
He was even more depressed than when Shen Tang repeatedly killed him during the day. He sat there for a while with his arms folded across his chest, then suddenly stood up and searched for the suitcase that he always took with him wherever he went. Although Gong Xichou's life was a mess, with documents and official documents thrown around randomly, leaving no place for people to step, the things in the suitcase were neatly packed and cleaned regularly.
He found a thick family tree at the bottom of the box.
Every name on this family tree was crossed out with trembling handwriting. Looking closely, there were still many tear marks and water stains on it. Only Gong Xichou's name was still there. He skipped those names and flipped up again and again, comparing them one by one.
"This is not..."
I attended this man's funeral.
“This one isn’t…”
Neither is the uncle next door.
"This... this... this... none of them..."
Gong Xichou remembered that the staff envoy said that he had crossed out the names in the family tree overnight, and his handwriting should be different from that of the clan leader who was in charge of the family tree at that time. He just needed to find the special handwriting.
Following this clue, I actually found two.
Gong Xichou locked on the one who seemed most likely.
but-
His eyes widened in disbelief.
The hands holding the family tree were shaking.
"How, how could it be - it could be him?"
Unlike the outside world, children of the Gongxi tribe only take their mother's surname. They are usually raised by their mother, uncle and other maternal elders. In order to avoid problems with newborns caused by too close bloodlines, adult females can choose to marry within the tribe, or leave the tribe to look for men outside, and then return to the tribe with their children after a period of time.
Gong Xichou's father was one of them.
Apart from the deceased mother, no one knows who the dead father is.
Gong Xichou didn't know either.
There are many examples of half brothers and sisters in the clan.
Gong Xichou was no exception.
He has a half brother who is much older than him. He heard that his brother was chosen by the clan leader at a young age to be trained as the next clan leader, but Gong Xichou has never met him. His mother said that his brother died young, but his uncle let it slip that his brother made a big mistake and was executed by the clan elders. His mother was heartbroken. In order to get over the pain, she asked for a second child with the encouragement of her uncle, who is now Gong Xichou...
If this gloomy guy is my brother...
No wonder the elders always looked at Gong Xichou with complicated eyes.
Gong Xichou dug out a mirror from the pile.
Look left and look right.
He murmured in a trance, "If I hadn't looked carefully, I wouldn't have noticed, but there are indeed some similarities..."
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