Back Off, Let Me Come

"Why is it you again?"

Gongyang Yongye didn't expect to see Gong Xiqiu here.

Gong Xiqiu, who was at night, couldn't bear it: "...Shouldn't I be the first to ask this? What's the purpose of sneaking closer?"

I almost thought they were enemies.

Gongyang Yongye spat unluckily, and while putting away his weapon, he reminded Gong Xiqiu in a friendly manner: "What does it mean to be sneaky? If we are serious about it, you and I can be considered people on the same ship now."

More than half a year ago, Killing Gongyang Yongye would never have imagined that these words would come out of his mouth. It was too outrageous.

However, there is no most outrageous, only more outrageous.

"...You have such a small number of people to escort grain and grass to Qu State?" Gongyang Yongye glanced at the small temporary camp in disbelief. Judging from the simple distribution of horses and vehicles in the camp, the number of people was only two to three hundred. So, How much food can a few people deliver? The most important thing is food? He didn't see the food team crossing the border either?

Gong Xiqiu said contemptuously: "Times have changed, old man."

Who wants to fight a war and use a lot of manpower to transport it directly?

Where can I get a cash gift faster?

Gongyang Yongye: “Get out!”

Luo Sha, who was worried about coming forward to check, said, "Get out of here too!"

Today's young people are more annoying than the last.

Innocent Luo Sha: "..."

Lin Feng only stayed in Yuanfu County for half a day. When Miao Ne received the news, they had already replenished their dry food and left the country. Before Miao Ne regretted missing the opportunity to meet, Gongyang Yongye also proposed to stay away for a while. She asked nervously: "Master Hou is leaving?"

Gongyang Yongye knew why she was nervous.

It’s nothing more than fear that I will never come back.

For Xiang Zhao's sake, he rarely took the initiative to explain: "I want to go out to visit a few old friends and keep in touch with old friendships. I will come back after everything is done. During this period of time away, you should be careful when coming and going. Self-preservation is the first priority. Wait for me to come back."

While the conflict in Yuan Fu County had not yet escalated to the level of assassinating the new county governor, Gong Yang Yongye could also take the time to see how his old friends were doing. It is better to say hello now than to lobby later to start a war. However, there are some ugly things that I have to say to Miao Ne first.

"If you can't keep it, you have to live even if you come and go."

If Miao Ne is left alive, he will kill her when he comes back.

Miao Ne heard the implication, and a cold chill ran down her spine. She almost lost her smile: "Don't worry, Mr. Hou."

Until he left, the invisible oppression receded like the tide.

"The brave warriors are really a bunch of reckless men."

When you were young, you were hot-blooded and reckless, but when you get older, you don't change your original intention.

She complained in a low voice, and was even more curious about the relationship between her new junior sister Xiang Zhao and Gong Yang Yongye - they looked indescribably weird. If there was any relationship between men and women, and the social distance between them was normal, But when it comes to elders and juniors, they are not alike.

The old guy Gongyang Yongye cares about Xiang Zhao inexplicably.

Anyway, these two looked weird.

This doubt has been in my heart for a long time.

The longer Miao Ne stayed in contact with Xiang Zhao, the more he couldn't hold it in any longer. The main reason is that he is worried that Xiang Zhao will suffer a loss, and he makes insinuations to suggest that Xiang Zhao can seek help from his master if he is threatened. Apart from anything else, Master Luan was relatively protective of his shortcomings in this regard and would not let his own people suffer. How about Gongyang Yongye being a 19th-grade Guannei Hou? Master Luan was still a confidant of the Lord, an important minister of Kang State, and the head of the six ministries.

The political weight is much heavier than that of Gong Yang Yongye.

Unexpectedly, Xiang Zhao's words were astonishing.

"He is the one who will give birth to my children in the future."

Miao Ne, who was sitting on the roof admiring the moon and drinking wine, was so frightened by these words that he almost rolled off the eaves and let out a thunderous cough: "Ahem, cough, cough - what are you talking about? He, he actually really has feelings for you. Unruly intention? This, this old man -"

Miao Ne heard about giving birth.

He stood up straight in shock: "How old are you? How old is he?"

No matter how brave a warrior can survive, his age is at stake, and he still wants to harm a young girl who is as beautiful as a flower?

For the disrespectful old thing!

Miao Ne asked: "Does Master Luan know?"

Xiang Zhao said: "Master Luan knows."

"Know, know? How could he not protect you?"

"Because it was not me who gave birth to him, but him, and--" Xiang Zhao motioned for her to come over and correct her misconception.

Miao Ne: "???"

Miao Ne: "!!!"

Her outlook on life for more than twenty years was almost shaken to pieces. She said sarcastically: "So that's the case. It's really not a loss. It's just that if you fall in love with someone else in the future, he will..."

Xiang Zhao was not worried about this. She took a sip of strong wine, her eyes still clear: "When we made the agreement, he mentioned this and said frankly that he would not interfere with my choice. I am willing to find someone to get married, or I can focus on the court alone. It doesn’t matter whether it’s a church or not…”

Gongyang Yongye is surprisingly enlightened in this regard.

No, it cannot be said to be enlightened.

He just takes it for granted that strong people should have privileges. Xiang Zhao is not as strong as himself, but she is also out of the category of ordinary people and has the privilege of enjoying all the resources provided by lower-ranking people.

Miao Ne felt relieved after hearing this: "This is quite reasonable."

Perhaps because he drank too much, Xiang Zhao, who was usually taciturn, rarely spoke more: "However, I don't plan to get married."

Miao Na didn't understand how Xiang Zhao could see through the world of mortals at such a young age.

"Why?"

Could it be that he has been emotionally hurt before?

Xiang Zhao: "Because it's unfair, unfair to other children... I also imagined that after getting married, I would have children like ordinary people. Will the children be jealous of the eldest son/eldest daughter?"

She can provide support equally, but what about the man?

Let’s not talk about Gongyang Yongye’s other conditions, but in terms of cultivation strength and social resources, how many men in this world can compare?

The same blood of hers flows, but the child’s starting point is completely different. If he is kept in the dark for his whole life, when will he know? Xiang Zhao doesn’t want to face such distress, it’s better not to happen at the beginning. If you want a child, coax Gongyang Yongye to have more children.

Miao Ne was stunned: "So?"

Xiang Zhao said: "Playing is playing, and other things are not discussed."

Seeing the flash of surprise and disapproval on Miao Ne’s face, Xiang Zhao laughed with the wine jar. Approaching Miao Ne, the strong smell of alcohol also sprayed on the other’s face with his breath: "I thought that senior sister was also a person who enjoyed life in the moment, but I didn’t expect to misunderstand."

Miao Ne: "..."

Xiang Zhao put one hand on her shoulder: "Senior sister, are you surprised? I didn’t expect that junior sister is not as well-behaved and docile as imagined?"

Her hand was grabbed before she touched Miao Ne.

Xiang Zhao looked up and saw a young man against the moonlight.

She vaguely felt that the other party looked familiar, as if she had seen him somewhere. She knocked her heavy head and vaguely remembered that someone had been wandering around the government office these days, with this face. She pulled her hand back and squinted: "Who are you?"

Miao Ne can drink much better than Xiang Zhao.

"Why are you here?"

Shouldn't Cui Xiong be in charge of the relocation of the entire Cui family?

"Don't listen to her instigation." Cui Xiong's attention was still on the previous conversation between Xiang Zhao and the other two. He paused suspiciously, as if he had made up his mind. He gritted his teeth and said, "However, some of her words make sense. If you plan for future generations, you really can't be careless. An ordinary man and a man who can provide power, naturally the latter is more conducive to the prosperity of offspring."

Miao Ne rubbed his eyebrows: "You think too much."

Cui Xiong followed her and jumped off the roof: "I can give birth too."

Gong Yang Yongye can, so can I.

Miao Ne was almost irritated by him: "I am a drinker, but am I not more likely to get drunk than you, a non-drinker?"

"After you got me drunk, I never sobered up."

"When did I get you drunk?"

"Isn't Ximin the one with the wine?"

Xiang Zhao, who was left on the roof, listened to the voices of the two people going away, and the cold night wind blew into her neck: "I didn't feel sick after drinking a few jars of wine, but I felt sick after the shameless words of this man. But who is this man? He looks like a decent person."

It's just that his brain doesn't look normal.

I'll persuade him with my senior sister tomorrow...

Xiang Zhao finished the remaining jars of strong liquor by himself, and didn't use Wen Qi to force the alcohol out. He just hung over on the roof all night. When he woke up, he found himself lying in a familiar room. As soon as he got up, a servant came in to deliver hangover soup. He tasted it and found that it tasted special.

This is not an ordinary hangover soup on the market.

"Is the Marquis back?"

She thought Gong Yang Yongye would be away for a month or two.

It's only been half a month, could it be that the mission was not going well?

It was indeed not going well. Xiang Zhao saw someone with a bad face in the government office and comforted him: "Even old friends have their own positions. How could they change their sides just because of your lobbying?"

"What a mess?" Gongyang Yongye shook his head and sighed, "I just feel that the world is going downhill and people's hearts are not the same as before. The world is getting more and more incomprehensible now. I went to find them and according to the past habit, I would have a discussion first."

"Lose or win?"

Looking at the face, it should be a loss.

Xiang Zhao frowned at this judgment.

The Central Continent is vast, and it is reasonable that outstanding people and beautiful places can nurture geniuses, but even those who can't beat Gongyang Yongye will also pose a great threat to Kangguo. Just when Xiang Zhao was hesitating whether to reveal the news, he heard Gongyang Yongye say with a gloomy face: "Can I lose to these trash? No loss, no win, winning makes me sick."

"Winning... makes you sick?"

What kind of statement is this?

In simple terms, Gongyang Yongye can win but doesn't dare to.

Because --

He drank a mouthful of herbal tea resentfully, and remembered something disgusting, his eyebrows twitching: "If I dare to win them, they will immediately take off their calf-nose pants and stuff them into my hands, and say that this is the rule of the martial arts arena... I have lived for so many years, and I have never heard of such a disgusting rule. I won and was humiliated like this, is there any justice?"

Xiang Zhao: "...Ah?"

What kind of weird rule is this?

Gongyang Yongye said again: "I went to inquire later, and it was said that the loser did have to pay the winner with a calf-nose pants, but they were all brand new calf-nose pants. These old guys deliberately disgusted me, and actually, actually-that's all, it's dirty."

Xiang Zhao silently complained: "The Marquis said it."

What kind of mental state would take off the calf-nose pants immediately?

Just imagining that scene, she felt it was hot.

Gongyang Yongye was indignant and drank another pot of cold water, but his anger was still burning: "People's hearts are not the same as before!"

I have lived to this age, but I have never seen such a magical thing.

Xiang Zhao: "... Indeed."

Isn't it said that the Central Region pays attention to etiquette and manners? The calf-nose pants are taken off and given to the winner... How can it be related to these four words?

It sounds more barbaric and absurd than the wild land of the northwest.

Lin Feng and his group also expressed the same emotion.

In order to pass through the border smoothly, Lin Feng and others disguised themselves as a caravan. For a caravan doing business in a short distance, two or three hundred people are not small, but for a caravan doing cross-border trade, these few people are just appetizers for the bandits along the way. They were scouted by several groups along the way, and even alarmed a group of warlords who occupied the mountains. The result can be imagined, vulnerable!

Just warmed up Gong Xichou and the other two.

"You want to attack us? Tsk tsk, you are very brave, how many bear hearts and leopard courage did you borrow from the King of Hell?" Gong Xichou raised his hand and fell on the top of the other party's head, ready to eliminate the trouble forever.

The breath of death spread from the top of the head to the whole body.

The man knelt down and begged for mercy, hoping to exchange his life for his calf-nose pants. From now on, he would be Gong Xichou's vassal, serving him at his beck and call! Lin Feng was just thinking about how to destroy the corpse, and he almost couldn't hold back when he heard this: "Ah?"

Gong Xichou subconsciously lowered his gaze.

The other party squeezed his thighs together in embarrassment.

Suppressing the humiliation, he said: "I am willing to swear by my courage!"

Gong Xichou asked back: "Why is it the calf-nosed pants?"

"The calf-nosed pants represent the leader..."

Gong Xichou: "..."

This word sounds familiar for some reason.

After realizing it, he remembered that there is indeed such a custom in the Central Continent. He looked at his defeated general with disdain, then looked at the mob of his defeated general, and finally asked Lin Feng for his opinion with his eyes. The latter was the leader of this team: "Kill or keep?"

Lin Feng thought about it: "Keep it, it can do some work."

After entering Quguo, the farm work is quite heavy.

These young and strong people should be able to do ordinary physical work.

Gong Xichou put away his killing intention: "Okay."

When arriving in Quguo, the size of the team expanded from two or three hundred to more than a thousand people. Except for the original personnel who were well-dressed and could be seen as regular soldiers at a glance, the others had patched clothes and looked very shabby. I didn't know if they were fleeing from famine.

The Quguo envoy who came to meet them had black eyes.

He grabbed the scout and asked, "Only people?"

The scout said, "Yes."

"No food?"

"Yes, no baggage and food."

"Oh no, was it intercepted by someone?" The envoy's heart skipped a beat, but he didn't care about anything else. He reported the news to his master Zhai Le and sent people to settle the more than a thousand people. If Kangguo hadn't fooled people, the grain transporters would have been at least more than 20,000. Now there are only more than a thousand remnants left. I'm afraid they will encounter a fierce battle?

It is conceivable how angry Zhai Le was!

Yu Hai was calm. He knew Zhai Le was anxious, but he didn't worry: "My Lord, don't you think this is strange? The people from Kangguo came too quickly. How long has it been since we borrowed grain and they agreed to it, and now the grain transporters have arrived?"

It was land transport, not air transport.

Zhai Le also reacted: "Gui Long means... this group is not sent by Kangguo? But other forces disguised?"

"Let's see what conspiracy they have."

They must be sabotaging if they sneak in.

As a result, the next three days were calm.

The expected conspiracy did not happen. Yu Hai deliberately arranged for them to live in a place that was easy to sabotage, and sent people to "accidentally" reveal confidential information, but these people did not take the bait. As a last resort, Zhai Le prepared to go fishing himself to see what the enemy would do.

The more he looked -

Ah, the female monarch in the lead looked very familiar.

"Lin Feng of Kangguo, meet the Lord Zhai."

A name popped into Zhai Le's mind.

He looked at the other person in astonishment: "Lin... Lingde?"

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What a mistake. I looked at the lower right corner of the computer screen yesterday and read the wrong line. I almost thought that it would take 25 years in just a dozen days. Fortunately, there are still 40 days (I really feel like I have earned 31 days, chin in hand).