"This is the Lord's intention, we will just do as he says."
Although the commander did not believe that there would be much benefit in inciting Gong Xichou to rebel, he was well aware of the consequences of disobeying Zheng Qiao's orders.
Besides, this battle has lasted long enough.
Once you get the first credit, how could you miss out on benefits
After the commander spoke, the soldiers dared not say anything.
However, the thought of working with that barbarian who only knows how to be violent and aggressive made me feel a little unhappy.
Two flowers bloom, each showing its own beauty.
Geng State was ruled by King Zhui.
"Ahem—"
A loud sneeze can be heard from the left to the right.
"Who is thinking of me now?"
The young man with braided hair walked with a ruthless pace, holding a ferocious and majestic helmet under his right armpit, and walked straight through the front porch. Halfway through, he was blown by the wind and couldn't help sneezing. He raised his hand to rub his nose and threw the helmet to the servant.
The deputy and his subordinates hurried to catch up with him.
"Sit down. You're blocking my light by standing."
Gong Xichou waved at him.
The official had no choice but to sit down and consider how to start the conversation.
Before he could organize his words, a graceful young woman walked into the front hall with a hot drink in her hand: "General, please have some."
The official forced a smile and thanked him.
Even though this girl was just a dancer given by Gongxi Chou's adoptive father a year or two ago, she stayed with Gongxi Chou. Even though she was not called a concubine, she was the only one who took care of all the chores in the backyard. She was very favored and was considered half a mistress by outsiders.
Pillow wind...
As a subordinate, he was also afraid.
A woman who offends her boss is equivalent to offending her boss.
Gong Xichou didn't bother to pay attention to what weird things he was imagining, and asked, "Are there any other military affairs today?"
He has always been in charge of fighting and not military affairs. In addition, he has no real power and few things to do, so he usually leaves it to someone else to take care of it. In this way, his adoptive father and brother are relieved, and Gong Xichou is also happy to have some free time. Cultivation is much more interesting than dealing with clerks.
The officer shook his head: "No."
Gong Xichou raised his head and drank the whole cup in one gulp.
"Why are you looking for me if you have nothing to do?"
The subordinate was startled by the question, his expression helpless but also a little expectant: "Major General, have you received any news about the battle?"
Gong Xichou was so bored that he crossed his legs.
Throw snacks into your mouth.
"No, why, have you heard anything?"
Unlike him who is a master of playing badly, his subordinates are quite ambitious and are either training or on the way to training every day. When Gong Xichou has a little free time, he shows an expression that says "If the young general takes any more time off, the military force will be wasted", which makes people feel annoyed.
The first person to take the lead in internal circulation.
The officer sighed and frowned.
"Major General, what should we do?"
Would a general not fight in battles and just sit on the bench in the rear every day, waiting to mold and grow mushrooms? But his own young general was not enthusiastic about this. In his words, the enemy generals on the front line were a bunch of weaklings who could not withstand his full efforts and wasted his time.
Gong Xichou wanted to frown when he looked at him, and asked back: "Why is it not good? A sword will be unsheathed when it is time to be unsheathed, unless the person holding the sword has a sharper choice. It's boring to go to the front line to fight, and Mama is not here."
Fighting with a bunch of weaklings is not beneficial to your spiritual practice.
The subordinates were speechless after hearing his retort.
Gong Xichou: "I went to court today, and only heard a bunch of old-fashioned officials sitting there and talking about things like which family has taken in a concubine, which son has committed a crime, and which official got a maid pregnant during the mourning period for his parents. No one mentioned the war. I guess the frontline is very stable, and your general won't be needed for a while. If you have nothing to do, play with me and play beads..."
Alas, it’s really boring without playmates.
The servants have poor skills and it gets tiresome to bully the weak ones too much.
Official: “…”
What is he coming here for today
He wanted to persuade his young general to "act cute" with his adoptive father, which would surely lead to his being transferred back to the front line. After all, a brave warrior was born for the battlefield. Staying in the back all day playing beads with servants was a waste of talent and would also cause ridicule from outsiders.
But his own young general didn't take it seriously.
He was caught and played beads for the whole afternoon.
In the end, he wasn't even invited to have dinner.
The officials were angry and helpless.
Finally, the "hostess" saw him out.
The subordinate said earnestly: "If you have the chance, please persuade the young general more. A real man should accomplish great deeds in this world."
The woman smiled bitterly inwardly but had to agree on the surface.
“It’s natural.”
The days in winter are exceptionally short.
As soon as it got dark, candles were lit in the front hall.
The young man, who had been playing with beads for the whole afternoon, was sitting and casually flipping through a difficult-to-understand scroll. The contents of the scroll were all written in a foreign language unique to the young man's mother's ethnic group. It was said that there were only a few people in the world who could recognize this language today.
The woman found that the young man looked particularly steady at this moment, as if the person who had childishly played beads in the afternoon was another person.
Gong Xichou raised his eyes and said, "No one is needed, go down."
The woman hesitated and refused to leave: "There is something..."
Gong Xichou put down the letter in his hand.
"That's right."
The woman then explained: "The mansion cleared out a group of spies, so we were a little short of manpower. This morning I wanted to go out and look for a few suitable people, and I accidentally met a benefactor who had done me a favor... Seeing that the benefactor was in trouble, I took the initiative to secretly take him in..."
Seeing the strange look on the woman's face, Gong Xichou guessed that the identity of this "beneficiary" might be a little questionable: "Male?"
The woman was born in Xiaocheng.
Men who are related to Xiaocheng are indeed troublesome.
In all likelihood, it is a fish that escaped the disaster and is hiding in the mansion, or to put it more seriously, a criminal is being hidden.
However, he had time to get to know the woman.
I know she is not without measure.
I waited patiently for her to continue explaining.
The woman really shook her head: "No, it's a female relative."
Gong Xichou's expression softened a little.
The situation for male and female relatives is completely different, and Gong Xichou is much more tolerant of the opposite sex than the same sex.
"Where are the people?"
"She is hiding in my room." She paused and said softly, "She is seriously injured. The girl was originally from a general's family, but her father was defeated in battle... I have something to confess to you. Her father... seems to have been defeated by the general..."
"In that case, you will take good care of her. We will make plans after her injuries are healed. The mansion has complicated spies and it is not a safe place. Maybe in a while, I will be transferred to the front line and will not be able to take care of you. You have to make a backup plan as soon as possible."
Gong Xichou had no intention of eradicating the problem completely.
On the battlefield, only victory or defeat is decided.
How can a man of integrity be called a hero if he kills all the women who have lost their support and have suffered so much
The woman bowed deeply.
"Thank you, General."
Half a month later, Gong Xichou continued to live his daily life as usual.
In the morning, I clock in at court, yawn and listen to gossip.
In the afternoon, I sleep, play beads, and compose music.
Practice at night.
The only discordant thing in the mansion was that some servants and maids who got up at night said that they saw something like a snake jumping by in the middle of the night, which scared them out of their wits.
I looked closely and there was nothing.
Gong Xichou grabbed the little snake on the beam by the weakest part.
The latter melted into literary aura in his hands, and then stretched out into a light green elegant letter paper. If you sniff it lightly, you can also smell a little sweet fragrance that makes people confused. Gong Xichou had a cold face, holding the candlestick in his other hand and reading carefully, reading ten lines at a glance.
The above are some of the things that happened recently.
All are written in the familiar native language.
For example, Zheng Qiao brutally killed his senior brother Yan An.
For example, there were forces within the territory of Xin State that raised the banner to fight against the unjust tyrants, and many people responded. In the shortest time, they swept across all the states and counties, and even Tianhai and Wu Xian and other forces joined in.
After that, each family mobilized their troops.
When he finished reading, he didn't see Shen Tang's name, not even a single word about Longwu County. Strange, with such a lively scene, how could Mama not get involved
Gong Xichou shattered the letter with a snap of his fingers.
Muttering in a low voice: "Always bringing in some useless stuff..."
Suddenly, he raised his hand and slapped. The palm wind just collided with the sharp arrow that pierced the window paper. Looking at the arrow that was knocked to the ground, with a letter stuck in the tip, Gong Xichou sucked it in. He unfolded the letter and his face became visibly gloomy.
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