Chapter 473 473: Mutiny at Chengkang Temple (Part 1) [Please vote]
The east is white, and the clouds are steaming and the clouds are shining.
Gong Xilai did not listen to Gong Xiqiu’s advice to get some sleep, but packed his bags overnight. Most of her things were bought by Gong Xiqiu, and most of her clothes, cloth, and jewelry were gifts from her superiors. She also knew that this trip was important, so she specifically picked out yellow and white things.
The patient wanted to help.
However, her temperature continued to rise in the middle of the night.
He fell asleep again, and didn't wake up until noon the next day. When he moved a little, he found that his whole body was covered in sticky hot sweat. However, my spirits are much better than yesterday, and my brain is no longer groggy. There was no one in the room, so she reluctantly got up.
At this moment Gong Xilai pushed open the door with porridge.
"My benefactor finally woke up, how do you feel?"
"I'm sweating, and I'm much better."
Thank you Gongxi for taking good care of me these two days. It was also a top-quality wound medicine borrowed from Gong Xiqiu. The wound recovered very well. In addition, the weather was cold and the wound did not become ulcerated or inflamed after treatment. Depending on the situation, it can be cured in half a month.
The patient coughed and said, "Don't call me my benefactor anymore. My surname is Yang Mingying. Just call me Yingniang."
"Reciprocity is a courtesy, so Yingniang should call me Alai."
< br>Gong Xilai couldn't let go of Yang Ying, who was still injured. After consulting his adopted brother, he decided to take her away with him.
The belongings she packed were all packed in a small wooden box. If she packed lightly, it would probably be enough for two carriages. However, when she saw what Gong Xiqiu had prepared, her eyes widened in shock, a total of twenty carriages!
Open any one and it will be filled with boxes.
"Brother, all my belongings are here." Although he didn't command much troops and was jokingly called "the most powerful leader", he was a brave warrior who went to the battlefield after all. In addition, his adoptive father recruited him. He is not stingy with rewards and his wealth is very rich.
A lot has been accumulated over time, and now it is all donated to Gong Xi Lai as a legacy to rebuild the clan land.
"The clan land has not been taken care of for many years, and the life in the mountains is bitterly cold. Remember to buy more food. The large areas of fertile land outside the mountains are ours, but they are abandoned. You can recruit refugees as tenant farmers to help take care of it. But don’t come forward on your own.”
Gong Xilai does not have the guarantee of force. It is best to find someone to handle these matters that involve interests and arouse jealousy.
He hasn't been playing all these years.
Secretly, he also raised some elite confidants.
The orphans who were all helpless and loyal to him would definitely treat Gong Xilai as loyal to him.
"Brother, we have already taken care of things. As soon as it gets dark, you can leave under the cover of night. Someone from outside the clan will come to help you." How could Gongxi Lai still hold back the surging emotions? The tip of his nose was sour and uncontrollable.
Not to mention the days when she was down and out after she was ten years old. Even before she was ten years old, when her blood relatives were still there, she had not felt much love from her relatives. Some of them were just cold use. She was just used by her biological father. A stepping stone to the rich and powerful.
On the other hand, Gong Xiqiu——
First, he solved her dilemma at a banquet.
Another year or two of care and attention.
Now he doesn't despise her humble background. He regards her as his own sister, gives her all his wealth, and helps her find a way out, completely eliminating her worries - such pure dedication has made Gong Xi Lai give birth to many children. There was vague self-blame and embarrassment.
Ask yourself.
If she were Gong Xiqiu, with all these things, she wouldn't be able to give her all to a person she didn't get along with very much and wasn't related by blood.
“Why are you crying?”
Gong Xiqiu tilted his head and asked.
Good luck, I didn’t provoke her.
Gong Xilai said: "No, it's nothing——"
She wiped away her tears carelessly: "I can't bear to leave my brother."
"Oh, I can't bear to leave my brother either, but if you stay, it will cause more trouble." The thoughts of the girl outside are really hard to understand.
He personally escorted the convoy out of the city, and when he returned to his house, he felt a lot colder even though there was only one person missing. Gong Xiqiu lit the lamp and carefully wiped a dagger with a gorgeous shape and strange patterns. He just put the dagger into its sheath -
"Come out."
The words fell, slowly in the darkness A figure appeared.
This man was dressed as a scholar. He looked young, about thirty or forty, with a little gray on his temples, and a vermilion letter monogram on his waist. Against the background of the dark brown scholar's shirt, his eyes looked particularly scorching and enchanting, like the red pupils of a poisonous snake. "You just... handed over the clan's land to outsiders?"
"Alai is the adopted daughter of his mother, so he is not considered an outsider. In comparison, you are the one who was removed from the clan. He is an outsider, why should he interfere with my decision?" Even though he believed that this person was his half-brother, Gong Xiqiu still couldn't like him.
The cooperation in the past two years has just been about getting what we need.
As for the relationship——
It was not close at all, and it became more and more unpleasant to the eyes.
Gong Xiqiu deliberately raised his voice and said angrily: "I am the last descendant of the Gongxi clan, do I need you to teach me how to do things?"
The scribe was not annoyed at all.
It was just a joke: "You are not afraid of making mistakes."
"Huh, yellow and white vulgar things, if you don't bring them with you when you are alive, you won't take them with you after death. I hold them and don't let go after death. Can I recruit troops or horses, or is my tomb wider? Two inches? "Gong Xiqiu knew that it was unlikely that he would survive. Although he was a fifteenth-grade junior high school student at a young age, his adoptive father... Even though this old guy indulged in drinking and sex all day long and acted weak, he never Can see through his background.
There are also a few brave warriors under the adoptive father's account who don't show up often. They were also ordered to carry out sneak attacks on the Gongxi clan. After a bloodbath, it's unknown what benefits they got from the clan's secrets. After many years, the strength is not weak.
If he dares to take action, he dares to prepare for the worst.
As for money and possessions——
He really didn’t think much of it.
The scribe said softly: "You just look impatient and simple on the outside, but you are stable on the inside. You have tolerated it for so many years, why do you suddenly want to take action? There must be a reason. Now is not a good time to take action, you might as well do it again Be patient for a year or two.”
Gongxi Qiu twisted his head: "Humph, I can't bear it."
Scribe: "..."
Gongxi Qiu sneered: "I know you are loyal to King Pig. If you want to use It’s a good opportunity for me to take credit from him.”
Scribe: “…”
It’s rare that a person who only knows how to have fun and practice all day long also knows how to speak in a strange way. .
He said: "You and I are of the same race, so we wouldn't do this, but if you want to seek death, I won't stop you."
Gong Xiqiu didn't bother to pay attention to him.
Despite some mental preparation.
But when I really heard the other party's answer, I still felt a sigh of relief in my heart - even though this guy was expelled and left the Gongxi clan, the kindness of raising him for many years was not fake. He could stand by and watch the genocide, which was really hateful!
"Don't worry, even if I seek death, my enemies will definitely be ahead of me!" He will avenge the genocide if his brother refuses to avenge him!
Originally, he was the only one left in the Gongxi clan.
This revenge is not done by others!
The scribes stopped talking.
He came here not to be unhappy.
If you can persuade, you can persuade, but if you cannot persuade, you can pull him down.
He has learned enough about the stubborn temper of the Gongxi clan.
By the way, I have another news.
“You asked me to pay attention to Yonggu Pass——”
Gong Xiqiu’s ears grew long when he heard this word.
“How was it?”
The scribe said slowly: "It's broken."
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