Back Off, Let Me Come

"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, the thought of working with that barbarian who only knows how to show off his cruelty makes me feel a little 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 braided young man walked straight through the front porch with a ferocious and majestic shape under his right arm. He was blown by the wind on the way and couldn't help but sneeze. He raised his hand to rub his nose and threw the bag to the servant.

The deputy officers hurriedly followed him.

"You 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.

Although this girl is just a dancing girl who was rewarded by Gong Xiqiu's adoptive father a year or two ago, she follows Gong Xiqiu. Even though she is not called a concubine, she takes care of all the chores in the backyard by herself, which is very satisfying. 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, "Are there any other military affairs today?"

He has always only focused on fighting and not military affairs. In addition, he has little real power and few things to do, so he usually leaves it to someone to take care of it for him. In this way, his adopted father and adopted brother can rest assured, and Gong Xiqiu can also enjoy his leisure time. Cultivation is much more enjoyable than dealing with clerks.

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 stunned 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 heard about it?"

Unlike him who is a master of showmanship, the subordinate officer is quite enterprising and is either training soldiers or on the way to training every day. When Gong Xiqiu had a little leisure time, he would show an expression like "Young General will waste his force if he rests any longer", which made people's teeth ache.

The first person to take the lead in involution.

The subordinate officer sighed and frowned.

"Major General, what should we do?"

Do 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 was not enthusiastic about this. In his words, the enemy generals on the front line were a bunch of soft-legged shrimps who could not withstand his all-out effort and waste of time.

Gong Xiqiu looked at him and wanted to frown, and asked: "What's wrong? A sword will naturally unsheath 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 weak chickens is of no use to your spiritual practice.

The subordinate officials were stunned by him.

Gong Xiqiu: "I went to court today and just listened to a group of old-fashioned courtiers sitting there and talking about things like whose family had more concubines, whose son was in trouble again, and which courtier got pregnant with the maid during the parents' filial period. Fighting a war 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 nothing to do and play tricks with me..."

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 subordinate officials were angry and helpless.

Finally, the "hostess" saw him off.

The official saying is sincere and sincere: "If you have the opportunity, please advise the young general more. When a man is born, 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 in winter are extremely short.

As soon as the sky darkened, candles lit up 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 tablets are all written in the alien script unique to the young man's mother clan. It is said that the number of people in the world who still recognize this kind of script can be counted on two hands.

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: "We 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 right."

The woman then confessed: "The house has a group of informants, but the manpower is somewhat insufficient. I wanted to go out this morning to find 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: "A 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 of the disaster and was hiding in the house. To put it more seriously, 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.

The woman shook her head as expected: "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 that case, you will take good care of her. We will make plans after she recovers from her injuries. The house has complicated contacts and is not a safe place. Maybe after a while, I will be transferred to the front line again and won't be able to take care of you. I have to stay here as soon as possible. Backhand."

Gong Xiqiu had no intention of eradicating the roots.

Confrontation on the battlefield only determines the outcome.

What kind of hero is an upright man who 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.

Go to court in the morning to clock in, yawn and listen to 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 woke 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 little snake's seven inches on the beam.

The latter melted into literary style in his hands, and then turned into an elegant vermilion letter. If you sniff lightly, you can still smell a slightly confusing sweet fragrance. Gong Xiqiu had a cold face and held up the candlestick with his other hand to look at it carefully.

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 Yanan.

For example, some forces in the Xin Kingdom raised their banners to crusade against the ruthless tyrants. The response was overwhelming, and they swept across all states and counties in the shortest time, with even Tianhai, Wu Xian and other forces joining in.

Then came the mobilization of troops from each family.

When he finished reading, he didn't see Shen Tang's name, not even a few words about Longwu County. It's strange that Mama's character doesn't get involved in such a lively event?

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. The palm wind collided with the sharp arrow that pierced the window paper. Seeing the arrow that had been knocked to the ground, with a letter stuck in it, Gong Xiqiu casually sucked it up. As he unfolded the letter, his face became visibly gloomy.

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