"Mama, is there something wrong?"
Although he was drunk, Gong Xichou still paid some attention to Zhiyin's expression. He was puzzled to see Shen Tang's face switching between white, blue and black.
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Could it be that I accidentally offended someone again
Gong Xichou sipped his wine.
I prepared a draft apology in my mind.
Don't ask him why he is so skilled and has no resistance. The answer is that it is a passive skill that children from matriarchal clans are born with.
Because Gong Xichou was handsome and showed excellent singing and dancing talent at a young age, the elders of the tribe determined that he would be a talented singer and dancer in the future. Many people of the same age in the tribe were vying to be the mother of his future son.
Gong Xichou had seen many disputes in this environment.
They argued together and he apologized to calm it down.
It's better to ask him to apologize than for a fight between a few people to turn into a melee with a mallet, right? Gong Xichou often looked at himself in the water, wondering why the man in the water was so handsome.
He is already like this at such a young age, how can he grow up
When he was a little older, Gong Xichou realized that he was thinking too much. His mother and uncle deceived their son/nephew without even blinking an eye. Gong Xichou practiced boy's skills since he was a child, and he could not touch women before his cultivation reached a certain level.
I still remember my uncle sternly warning him.
Don't even touch men.
Gongxichou: …
We are to dedicate to God.
Gong Xichou knew how to hurt someone's heart at a young age, and asked his uncle with a naive look on his face: So my uncle was dedicated to the gods, so that's why my mother doesn't like him, right
That day, Gong Xichou's butt was bruised.
His cries were heard from one end of the tribe to the other.
Thinking of the trivial things in his childhood, Gong Xichou, who was already facing separation from his soulmate, became even more depressed: "Mama?"
Shen Tang was brought back to his senses by this voice.
“Ah? Haha, I’m fine. I’m just a little surprised to suddenly come across this kind of fact... which is different from the science I’ve known before…” Shen Tang waved his hands again and again, smiling awkwardly and letting the distraction go, his heart filled with mixed feelings.
She felt a little unwell.
She had been talking nonsense to Wangchao during the day, inviting him to smell her fresh flesh, but in less than half a day, she was slapped in the face at the speed of light. The vest she was currently using might, with a high probability, possibly... be the not-so-fresh holy object of the Gongxi Chou clan? What should she do
She was at a loss for a moment.
He made up his mind and suppressed the twitching of his mouth.
A single coincidence is a coincidence, but when several coincidences are combined together, it is no longer a simple coincidence.
According to the description of the maid who came with the dowry and later became a dancer in the music studio, the second master of the Shen family was a fan of antiques and collectibles. It is possible that the coffin he brought back to the Shen Mansion overnight was bought from those tomb robbers. After opening the coffin, they saw that the revelation of the corpse inside was somewhat similar to the missing mistress of the Shen family. As the wedding was approaching, they let the revelation take her place in the marriage.
Afterwards, the "holy object" died on the way to exile.
Shen Tang traveled through time at this critical moment.
So, everything is in order!
Shen Tang took a breath of cold air.
If the science of this world is really suppressed by theology, not only will there be a sacred object with literary and martial courage, a body that has been sleeping for two hundred years and can still be revived, and a benefactor of the Gongxi tribe who keeps saying that he will come back...
Then his face turned paler again.
What would she do as an outsider who had accidentally taken over the vest of a holy object? Would she be seen through at a glance? Would she be burned alive as a demon? Would the Gongxi benefactor, who had been so embarrassed that he got angry, slap her against the wall and make her unable to get it off
No, no!
Shen Tang shuddered suddenly.
He slammed his hand on the table and said, "Absolutely not!"
Gong Xichou was so frightened by her that he almost dropped the bowl. He looked blankly, "Mama, what do you mean by 'absolutely not'?"
Shen Tang smiled awkwardly and laughed: "Nothing, nothing, I was just annoyed by the story that came to me on a whim."
Looking at Gong Xichou, he secretly said sorry.
Unless Gong Xichou traced the case back to her, she would not take the initiative to tell Gong Xichou that the vest she was wearing was most likely an old rice dumpling that had been buried in their clan's holy land for more than two hundred years.
Furthermore,
The Gongxi clan has kept the promise of their benefactor for more than 200 years, and they are unwilling to give up easily with only one person left. In addition, Gongxi Qiu has a mysterious way of thinking. It is hard to guarantee that Gongxi Qiu will not do something once he knows that his vest is a sacred object. Shen Tang guessed that this guy might politely invite Shen Tang to lie back in the coffin and wait for the reincarnation of the benefactor with him.
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Since we are all waiting—
She should wait outside the coffin.
Thinking of this, Shen Tang felt extremely sad.
Seeing so many delicious dishes on the table, I lost my appetite.
Gong Xichou saw her sadness and thought that they would soon part ways again, so he also sighed, shed tears, and rapped the bowl with his chopsticks while singing the song he had just composed. The tune was so good that it made people pee.
After hearing this, Shen Tang held his head and sobbed.
Gong Xichou's eyes were filled with tears as he sang.
In such a large lobby, no one dared to approach this lunatic couple. Gu Chi felt embarrassed and raised his hand to call back Yu Zi and Xian Yu Jian, who had expressions as if they had been struck by lightning.
Xian Yujian is relatively better.
After all, he doesn't understand music theory.
But Yu Zi understood.
She bit her lower lip: "Sir, the master and the others..."
Gu Chi smiled towards the lobby, his smile carrying a deep and complex meaning that Yu Zi didn't understand, and said, "Don't pay attention to them. One is drunk, and the other is drunk on his own accord. Let them have their fun... After all, there won't be many opportunities like this in the future. Just count as one..."
Yu Zi just felt that Mr. Gu was really gentle.
Mr. Beacon is much more reasonable.
But Mr. Kang is also very good.
Xian Yujian felt that this gentleman had something else in his words, because from the perspective of the literati he had come into contact with, this group of people had some problems, and what they said was very different from what they thought. The former could not be believed, and the latter had to be guessed.
The young man nodded at Mr. Gu.
Gu Chi stood in the corridor, watching the young man raise his hand, gather his martial energy into a spear, and nimbly perform exquisite spear techniques. After three or five times, he was covered with a little sweat. Even an outsider could see that the young man had a solid foundation and excellent martial arts.
But Gu Chi no longer had the mood to appreciate it.
He looked up at the bright moon in the sky.
Suddenly he recalled that day when he and Shen Tang were walking by the stream, enjoying the biting cold night breeze and chatting as they walked.
It would be more accurate to say that we were just chatting but actually we were testing each other.
He tried to find out whether Shen Tang was the person he was looking for.
Shen Tang was testing whether he was someone who could be used.
Later, in order to gain his trust, Shen Tang opened her mouth and wanted to reveal her biggest secret, and said that if he was unwilling to leave his heart after hearing the secret, then she could only leave his body.
Gu Chi naturally chose to refuse without thinking.
He didn't want to become estranged from Shen Tang one day and be killed by the other party using this reason. This worry was not without reason.
People's hearts are fickle. They can appreciate each other, be sincere to each other, and rely on each other, but it does not mean that it will be the same in the future. If Shen Tang keeps going down, her power will expand, and more and more people will follow her.
It is no longer limited to Gu Chi and a few others.
Where there are people there will be struggle.
Struggle requires unity.
Different factions are divided based on teacher-student relationship, region, interests and relationships, and each fights for its own interests, positions or morality.
The more people and factions there are, the easier it is to cause trouble. Shen Tang will have to learn how to balance them in the future, and in the process of balancing, he will drift further and further away from some people. This is inevitable.
Just like today, Shen Tang would still be satisfied with riding a pig after heavy official duties, but in the future, this insignificant happiness would not satisfy her. Even though he has the ability to read the minds of the audience, he dare not say that he can control the changes in people's hearts.
Shen Tang will change, and the people who follow her will also change.
The human heart is something that is difficult to fathom.
I guess this is the secret that the lord wanted to tell you that day? Gu Chi put his hands in his sleeves and looked at the moon for an hour, but Xian Yujian thought he was watching him practice. He gritted his teeth and dared not slack off, working very hard.
The second day.
Gong Xichou woke up from a hangover and found himself back on the bed in his room in the inn, and heard the sound of water behind the screen.
He knew who that person was, so he pulled up the quilt, curled up on his side, and prepared to stay in for a while. Then he heard footsteps approaching.
"Parents, please clean your face."
It turned out to be the servant disguised as a man.
Gong Xichou saw that he could not stay in bed any longer, and his mouth puffed up under the quilt, but the moment he lifted the quilt, his expression returned to normal. He thought to himself that this was a maid, not a subordinate of his troop, and he could not vent his anger on a weak and defenseless woman.
"Why am I back?"
"It was Master Shen who sent you back."
To be precise, it is dragging and pulling.
He also refused the help from Gongxi Qiu's officials.
She could only watch Gongxichou run up with his feet, face down, and was dragged back to the room by Shen Tang while lying on his back. For a moment, the officials could not tell whether Shen Tang was being kind or intentional.
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If you tell Gong Xichou about this, he will probably roll his eyes - nonsense, Mama is a beautiful and kind person, she must have good intentions!
As expected.
Gong Xichou washed his face.
The smell of hangover seemed to have faded a lot.
"Mama is so small, and it must have been hard for her to bring me back." Gong Xichou's reply left the maid speechless.
For a moment, it was hard to tell whether Gong Xichou was thanking him or mocking him.
Gong Xichou asked again: "Where is she?"
The maid hesitated for a moment and observed Gong Xichou's expression.
"They left at dawn. The people brought by Lord Shen began to pack their bags and left the inn after noon. They have only been gone for a short time. Are you going to catch up with them?"
Gong Xichou was not at all unhappy that Shen Tang left without saying goodbye. He hummed the music he had played last night, and when he finished, he slapped his thigh and sighed, "Alas, Mama still understands my thoughts."
Knowing that he hated separation, I arranged a farewell banquet for him, and packed up and left at daybreak to avoid unnecessary sadness.
Too!
We will meet each other somewhere in life!
We are separated today, who knows we won’t meet again tomorrow
Little did they know—
Gu Chi smiled and asked Shen Tang: "My Lord, why are you so anxious?"
Shen Tang looked back while riding his motorcycle.
I felt relieved only when I was sure that there was no dust raised by the war horses behind me.
"Aren't you in a hurry to be caught up and beaten by Gong Xichou?"
Shen Tang admitted that she was a little unhappy, so she deliberately dragged Gong Xichou. Who made the drunk Gong Xichou look easy to bully? If she didn't bully him now, it would be hard to say what would happen in the future when she went to the battlefield. She quickly negotiated the business with the people brought by Zhang He, signed three copies of the contract, and then she took the people away.
Gu Chi couldn't help laughing.
However, when he heard Shen Tang also start to hum the music that Gong Xichou had improvised last night, his smile froze.
Try to change the subject.
"My Lord."
"What?"
"I felt a little emotional for a moment."
Shen Tang was completely confused: "Feelings?"
She thought Gu Chi was insulated from this word.
Then he asked, "What are you feeling?"
Gu Chi smiled and said, "Of course I feel sad that we have been used as a whetstone again. Before us there was Wu Zhaode, and after us there was Zhang Yongqing..."
"Where does that come from?"
"The few people Zhang Yongqing brought today are all from prominent families in Lingzhou. The plague a few years ago helped Zhang Yongqing gain a foothold in Lingzhou, and later he took Yiru without any effort, which somewhat annoyed the local prominent families. However, due to Zhang Yongqing's high reputation and his cunning and cautious nature, he could not be killed by any means, and instead he took the opportunity to cultivate a considerable force..."
Shen Tang: "Are they hostile?"
Gu Chi smiled and said, "People who sit in this position have a relationship that can never be described as 'friendly' or 'hostile'. They may be wary of each other and want to kill each other, or they may cooperate and rely on each other for development, depending on what they need at the moment. From the perspective of outsiders, exchanging spirit wine for medicinal materials is a sure win business. We have made such a big concession, but Zhang Yongqing didn't take the cake himself, and he is still interacting and building bridges. He is more or less trying to show his favor to these prominent families. I guess the latter think the same way."
Shen Tang understood this routine: "So, Zhang Yongqing is a fool on the outside but a traitor on the inside, and he deliberately used this method to deceive people?"
After years of operation, the medicinal materials market has become a major source of income for Yiru. In addition, the harvests in recent years have been very poor, and the income from the land of these noble families is almost all in deficit. The difference is how much the deficit is. There are many people in the family, and the annual expenses are a huge number. Sooner or later, they will run out of money.
Many people have set their sights on the medicinal materials industry.
The world is in such a mess right now, with wars going on everywhere. It’s a chaotic situation, and what’s in high demand is not only rice, but also medicinal herbs.
The former fills your stomach, while the latter can save your life.
Each company will focus on it.
Could it be that Zhang Yongqing's move is to cut off the source of the problem
Taking the opportunity to suppress and consolidate power
It's not impossible.
There are also local aristocrats who have invested in Zhang Yongqing, and they are eager to see other competitors and enemies fail so that they can have the cake and eat it too.
Gu Chi said: "Almost."
"What happened to Wu Zhaode?"
Gu Chi smiled and said, "Wu Zhaode also used the spirit wine to take away a lot of benefits. The Wu family is a big family in Tianhai, so it is much easier for them to take action than Zhang Yongqing. I guess he has made a lot of money recently. My lord, don't you want to give it a try when you look at them?"
This kind of game of fighting with the outside world and fighting with the inside world.
Shen Tang thought about it.
Embarrassed: "It seems that I have shaved off all the families in Heyin, and confiscated all their property... If King Yan Luo was more diligent, I estimate that they would have grown in their mother's womb for six or seven months by now, right?"
She probably won't be able to experience this kind of pleasure anymore.
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