Twenty or thirty pairs of eyes looked back "reluctantly".
Everyone has different thoughts about Gong Xiqiu.
Veteran ministers such as Qi Shan are no strangers to Gongxi Chou, but there are also officials who joined the government at a later stage or only became officials after the establishment of Kang State. "Human" state, with a certain amount of curiosity in my heart.
Mystery makes people more charming.
There are countless mysteries about Gong Xiqiu on one hand.
This person is majestic and beautiful, and there are many rumors among the people that the Lord fell in love with this person at first sight, and the position of the king's wife has been vacant for many years for him. In the words of the best-selling storybook author [Five Elements of Virtue], this is called "white moonlight".
"Bai Yueguang" went abroad.
The Lord has sealed his heart and loved her since then, but he loves the whole family, and he is particularly fond of men and women whose temperament and appearance resemble Gong Xiqiu, and regards these people as Gong Xiqiu's substitutes. To use the phrase "Five Elements of Bad Virtues" to describe this, this is called Wan Wan's kind of Qing, and XX's kind of hatred.
In addition to his appearance, his strength is also first-class and tyrannical.
It is said that in the battle of Xiaocheng before the founding of Kang State, the Lord and he exchanged secret arrows from each other, and the troops of the two armies were greatly shocked. This scene is so outrageous that even the most popular writers can't describe it, yet it happened in real life, with tens of thousands of witnesses!
This is further evidence that Gong Xiqiu is the master "Bai Yueguang". Folk gambling houses are very vocal about Gong Xiqiu becoming the king's husband. If Gong Xiqiu hadn't been hanging out abroad all year round, he would have definitely been able to overpower Qi Shan, Chu Yao, and Qin Li, and he would have been able to defeat all enemies in one fell swoop!
In addition, his origin is also very mysterious.
Many courtiers also joined in the fun and made bets for fun.
Regarding the winning or losing of the bet, when these people heard that "Bai Yueguang" was there, they all appeared to be indifferent on the surface, but in fact they secretly took a peek at Gong Xiqiu and got a glimpse of "Bai Yueguang" "Style - Gong Xiqiu is also dressing up in a typical "Gong Xiqiu style" today. A sharp outfit outlines his figure, making his appearance even more handsome, with red lips and white teeth. The aura is not as overwhelming as the rumors say. On the contrary, it is very restrained and unpretentious, and has returned to the state of nature.
Perhaps the expectations were too high at the beginning, but I was not as shocked as I imagined when I saw the real person. In addition, Gong Xiqiu threatened to bury the Lord alive, and the atmosphere between the two of them was completely devoid of lust. The words are still ambiguous and sticky, innocent and serious.
Oh, their eyes are too firm.
So firm that it gives people the illusion that these two can relieve themselves in a row of pits in a dry toilet.
For the first time, Mr. Qi hated that he had such a good memory. From time to time, the outrageous metaphors in the article [Five Elements of Immorality] flashed through his mind, which really affected his work status. He bowed his head and recited the Heart Sutra silently several times, discarded the unnecessary distractions in his mind, and bowed in unison with all the ministers.
It’s not that Gong Xiqiu didn’t notice the looks in these people’s eyes.
But he always goes his own way.
Whether it was under Tang Guo's tent or later as a "mercenary fighter", no amount of strange looks from the outside world could catch his eye.
Gong Xiqiu has been forced to hold the false title of General of Kang for many years, but today is the first time he has participated in a more formal meeting. He didn't know where his position was, so he simply found a quiet corner to stay - he just wanted to fight and disliked brain work.
Someone beside him reminded Gong Xiqiu.
"The general should sit..."
Gong Xiqiu said: "It's quieter here."
Since Gong Xiqiu didn't think it was offensive or humiliating to sit at the second table, it was hard for everyone to say anything. They and Gong Xiqiu were not even acquaintances. . And because of the Lord's indulgence and preference for Gong Xiqiu, they also followed Shen Tang's wishes and no longer cared about Gong Xiqiu's offensive words outside the door. Temporarily suppress the temptation to eat melons, and turn the focus to the main business: "General Uncle Gong led his troops to destroy a Northern Desert army this morning, captured more than a thousand people, and beheaded 300. Important information was obtained from this army. ."
After saying that, someone handed over the battle report with both hands.
As soon as I got closer, I smelled a strong smell of blood.
Shen Tang received the battle report.
Before I open it, my fingertips feel slightly sticky to the touch.
The source of the sticky feeling is blood that has not completely dried!
This is a battle report written in human blood. Judging from the handwriting, it should have been written by Gong Shuwu himself. She was right. This battle report was indeed written by Gong Shuwu himself. At first, he planned to use ink, but in pursuit of the Northern Desert soldiers and horses, he lost the cloth bag containing the ink strips, so he had no choice but to use local materials.
Gong Shuwu was worried about a writing brush biting across his mouth, and glanced at the Beimo military general who was seriously injured and captured but had a dirty mouth.
This Bei Mo military general cursed people in the language of a certain Bei Mo tribe. The content of the curse was very dirty. Others could not understand and did not realize that he was cursing. This is the language characteristic of this tribe. Expression The pronunciation of strong emotions also sounds soft. However, Gong Shuwu’s ancestor had been dealing with Bei Mo for several generations. He not only understood but also spoke, and asked calmly: "Aren't you going to surrender?" 】
Lu Ji, who was escorting the prisoners, looked up.
Hearing the slightly awkward but familiar pronunciation, the general's face turned blue, and his face was vaguely grim. He forced himself to maintain his momentum and said: [Hate is irreconcilable, you and I are incompatible. Our clan only has warriors who sacrificed their lives for their country, and no rebellious cowards! 】
Lu Ji asked: [What bird language did he say? 】
Gong Shuwu’s words were concise and concise: [He said he would rather die than surrender, so let’s not waste our efforts. For such a loyal minister and good general, you and I should respect him and give him some dignity. 】
Lu Jidao: [This is a pity. 】
Gong Shuwu's topic jumped very much.
【There is a shortage of ink strips. Do you have any ink strips at Zhizong? 】
Lu Ji: [How could the general have brought these things? 】
Gong Shuwu looked at the blank paper in his hand and sighed. The next breath, the soldiers who had just finished the fierce battle and were resting heard a crisp sound of bone cracking. Looking around Xun Sheng, Lu Ji patted the blood on her hands. The neck of the Northern Desert general next to her was strangely twisted. His face that should have been facing forward was facing backward. The traces of dislocated and broken bones on his neck were clearly visible, and the blood was gurgling.
With a pop, the body fell limp.
Gong Shuwu took off the brush from his mouth.
Bent down, holding a pen and smearing blood on the opponent's body.
The tip of the brush is filled with warm blood.
Gong Shuwu's writing is very steady, penetrating through the back of the paper, and his writing is smooth and flowing. The battle report was brief, but every word was filled with chilling murderous intent. He finished writing it in a short time, threw the brush away and handed it to the messenger: [Give it to the Lord. 】
Lu Ji did not take his eyes away from "Mo Tiao".
Gong Shuwu asked: "What's wrong?" 】
Lu Ji worriedly said: [Isn’t it bad to just kill the captured enemy general? The Lord turned around and began to hold him accountable...]
Gong Shuwu was vaguely speechless.
Lu Ji showed no hesitation when he struck, especially on the battlefield. When the enemy encounters him or others, he can still retain a whole corpse, but when encountering Lu Ji, only a puddle of flesh remains. Every time I come down from the battlefield, it's like jumping into a pool of blood and rolling across it.
She would still worry about such small things?
Gongshu Wudao: [It’s just a lackey. 】
For brave warriors, being weak is a sin.
This person is willing to surrender but cannot see the Lord. He is too weak, not to mention that he is not willing to surrender. Not only does he not surrender, he also insults and slanders him in all kinds of ways. With Lu Ji's temper, she didn't make the other person into a "mo stick" immediately, but she still suffered from the language barrier.
Hearing this, Lu Ji felt relieved.
This battle report written with fresh human blood came into Shen Tang's hands. Shen Tang read it at a glance and frowned: "Fortunately, the weather is cold now. If it was hotter, wouldn't it attract flies? Go back and follow half a step Let’s talk about it, you should also pay attention to hygiene when marching and fighting.”
No other rebuke.
Someone said softly: "My lord, what General Uncle Gong did is too cruel and goes against what a righteous soldier should do..."
It doesn't matter if you use the blood of the dead.
But killing "Mo" now is a bit out of line.
Shen Tang waved his hand, indicating that there was no need to say more about this matter.
Gong Shuwu has been under her account for nearly ten years.
Although he spent most of his time in military training, he also went on several frontal battles. He did not like to abuse prisoners of war, and he tried to respect his opponents as much as possible. If he could kill with one blow, he would never kill him with a second blow. The enemy is purely because of the different positions of the two sides.
But towards Bei Mo, he showed a rare violent side, and Shen Tang was one of the few people who knew Gong Shuwu's true identity, and knew that Gong Shuwu's disgust for Bei Mo was deep in his bones.
What's more, the general offended him. He asked for his own death.
The man could only swallow the rest of his words.
Kiju Lang was writing records in the corner.
Shen Tang doesn't care about what Qi Julang writes at the moment. Anyway, she has enough "dark history", so she doesn't have to worry about too many debts. Let future generations debate the merits and demerits. After discussing with everyone, she dispatched some elites to support Gong Shuwu, and worked together to encircle and kill the soldiers and horses from various tribes in the Northern Desert who were constantly gathering.
Follow the sound to the east and strike to the west, making a feint.
The main force of the army is approaching the Bei Desert Camp.
The meeting lasted for more than an hour.
Towards the end, someone suddenly said: "According to the past practice of the northwest countries, before dispatching the main force, it is necessary to offer sacrifices to the sky to reward the gods, and to comfort the heroic spirits here for shelter..."
Shen Tang subconsciously looked at Chu Yao.
She doesn’t understand these customs, but Chu Yao should be familiar with them.
“Is there such a thing?”
Chu Yao nodded: "Yes."
The main purpose is to boost the morale of the three armies, which is a similar process to flag sacrifice before going out for an expedition. For hundreds of years, although the northwest countries have had the upper hand and built the capital temple in Tuocheng nine times in a row, it does not mean that the northwest countries have not paid the price.
Especially the last time the damage was serious.
If Chu Yao hadn’t accidentally joined, the losses would have doubled.
Over hundreds of years, countless heroic souls who could not return home have been buried here, especially Yaoriguan. The number of sleeping heroic souls here is dozens of times that of Chaoliguan. Over time, the northwest countries left behind the custom of offering sacrifices to heaven to reward gods and to comfort heroic spirits.
After all, fighting affects other people too.
It’s always good to build a good relationship in advance.
Shen Tang nodded: "Okay, let's go prepare it."
The person who suggested it asked again: "What about the sacrifice?"
Shen Tang said: "The sacrifice?"
Chu Yao said: "That's enough, there's no need to make any special preparations."
Seeing that the people below him spontaneously arranged things properly, Shen Tang felt at ease and resigned himself to being the boss until nightfall. It is easy to get windy in Camel City during this season, especially after nightfall, when the night wind becomes stronger. The city's flags were blown and the bonfires danced wildly.
Temporarily built general point platform.
Dozens of bonfires surrounded it.
Shen Tang is familiar with all the processes, and her specialty is to inspire and inspire the troops. The soldiers and horses who are about to go on the expedition shouted in unison, and the high morale soared into the sky, causing the dark clouds in the sky to break away, revealing the bright white moon. The moonlight poured on the young faces full of fighting spirit, and also illuminated the decadent and lifeless faces - nearly a hundred tied-up people were pushed out.
They are all men.
Bodies range from tall to short, fat or thin, and hair colors vary.
The only thing they have in common is their luxurious and exquisite clothing - although the material of the clothes has long been dirty and the original color cannot be seen, it is not difficult to see how expensive they were originally. Shen Tang was a little surprised by their appearance, but he didn't feel comfortable asking in public.
Vaguely, she guessed something.
These are the Northern Desert nobles imprisoned in the dungeon of Tuocheng. They are the original owners of the mansion in the center of Tuocheng. Any house is full of concubines and countless slaves. Many of them have been in Tuocheng in recent years. He ran rampant and secretly blackmailed merchants who came here to do business.
To put it bluntly, it is "protection money."
In addition to "protection money", he also embezzled a lot of other things.
Tuocheng was controlled by Shen Tang's soldiers and horses. All these people had their homes confiscated and were thrown into the dungeon. When the people of Tuocheng found out, they all clapped their hands and applauded, including many merchants from the Northern Desert.
This shows how notorious these people are among the people.
These merchants understand the fate of these people better than Shen Tang.
They are the sacrifices that go out to sacrifice the flag.
At the same time, it is also the most basic level of Jingguan.
Although this battle is between Kang State and Northern Desert soldiers and horses, the people are more optimistic about Kang State. Who has allowed Bei Mo to lose for so many years? Some people are even secretly talking about whether there will be a tenth Beijing visit. If it can be built, will the momentum of the Northern Desert be pushed into the abyss?
“Everyone kneel down!”
The soldier escorting these people raised his foot and kicked the person’s leg.
Thump, thump, thump——
The soldiers who were blushing with excitement all fell silent.
Only the sound of the night wind blowing flags and bonfires was left in the air, and the sound of knees colliding with the ground was particularly clear at this moment.
Some people just groaned, while more people were horrified, kowtowed and begged for mercy, trying to use the wealth they had accumulated over generations and the beauties they had worked so hard to collect in exchange for their own lives. Some even hoped that their sons and daughters could be beheaded on their behalf. , just hope that you can live.
The soldiers did not stuff their mouths with anything.
Let them show their ugly face.
Seeing that bribery and begging for mercy are not enough, he is willing to exchange information about the Northern Desert for a glimmer of hope. At this moment, Shen Tang's expression finally changed, and she said: "Oh? What do you know?"
"I, I know, I know everything!" The speaker's hands were tied behind his back , unable to crawl, he could only walk on his knees in desperation. He looked eager, fearing that the opportunity would be robbed.
"I, I know better."
"My Aweng is..."
"Who is your Aweng? My Azu is..."
He is indeed a person who can occupy a prominent position in Tuocheng. Everyone has some background. Shen Tang's eyes fell on the first person.
She said: "You speak first."
The man was humble and frightened.
His voice was hoarse and his speech was difficult and unclear. Kang Guo's elegant speech was not very good, and it was difficult for outsiders to listen. Shen Tang asked people to come closer and listen carefully. His throat rolled up, and he spat out a mouthful of smelly, bloody phlegm at the person who came up to him. He laughed wildly: "Ah haha!"
The visitor reacted quickly, but his saliva was also stained on his clothes.
"You——"
The man's voice was hoarse, as if he had used the strength gained from burning his life to shout out his last words in life: "Destiny is in the north, and our clan will win!"
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To put it bluntly, I weighed around 110 before I went to college. After I started working in the industry in my freshman year, my life and work schedule were chaotic. Coupled with the relative financial freedom (actually the royalties were very low, but for someone who once had only fifty pocket money a week, it was really (a lot of money, but still able to completely control it), I became increasingly addicted to carbonated drinks, desserts and various fried takeaways, which were heavy in oil, salt and calories, and my weight increased. My weight increased and I stayed at home after graduation, too lazy to move.
From the time I entered the industry as a freshman to now, my weight has been around 150. After my confinement this year, it reached a peak of 85.65, and dropped back to 82.9 before I started losing weight.
I lost weight ruthlessly in order to survive, not because some people spread rumors about serving in the US military. Have you ever seen someone who served in the US military and failed for ten years?
And I also found a personal trainer to lose weight. I changed my diet and exercised conscientiously. I worked hard, rain or shine. I still have four days to go until I am three months old. During this period, I did not lose weight to please anyone.
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