Praying for good will appear calm on the outside, but in fact, you are vigilant in your heart.
He carefully observed Gong Xiqiu's expression to judge the latter's intention of suddenly mentioning this matter. At the same time, he was doing two things. For the first time, he carefully looked at the other party's facial features, trying to compare Gong Xiqiu with the Gongxi clan members he had met many years ago. Number. However, too many years have passed, and the boy from that time has completely grown up. In addition, the Gongxi clan has many similarities in appearance, so it is really difficult to identify them.
The only thing that is certain is that Gong Xiqiu saw him when he was a boy. He must be one of the group of Gongxi teenagers he met back then. Meeting old friends after being apart for many years sounds like a good thing at first. However, according to the information obtained by Qi Shan, the Gongxi clan was exterminated a few months after they mistakenly entered the Gongxi clan's territory.
This time point is too sensitive.
There is no guarantee that Gong Xiqiu will not misunderstand him as a spy who is here to check on the enemy.
For this reason, Qi Shan cannot guarantee whether Gong Xiqiu is an enemy or a friend.
Naturally, I don’t dare to answer questions easily.
Gong Xiqiu raised his eyebrows lightly. This action made his eyes more aggressive: "What are Qi Zhongshu afraid of?"
Qi Shan's heart beat more and more, and he considered it carefully: "Qi is not afraid. This sword was bought at a high price in the early years. I was worried that the first owner had an old relationship with General Gongxi, and I didn't know how to tell him."
Yun Ce: “…”
This excuse sounds quite blunt.
Yi Gong Xiqiu's brain will most likely be fooled.
Qishan also thinks so.
Gong Xiqiu nodded: "Well, so you are Qu Tan?"
Pray for good deeds: “…”
Gong Xiqiu raised the sword, weighed it and played with it for a while. He looked at Qi Shan's silent expression and said with a smile: "Does Qi Zhongshu know where the flaw is? The sword-making method of the Gongxi clan is different from that of the outside world. The sword was cast back then." , didn’t I ask you to use a few drops of blood to temper the sword? The blood is used to feed the Gu worms, and then the special Gu worms are sacrificed to the sword, so that the master and the sword can communicate with each other."
This is just a metaphysical statement.
Be more straightforward—
Qishan will feel that this sword is easy to use.
If you can wear this sword for a long time, the sword will slowly absorb the breath of praying for good in a subtle way. It does not need frequent maintenance to maintain the sharpness of blowing and breaking hair, and its brilliance is restrained. As soon as Gong Xiqiu got the sword, he knew that the owner of the sword was still alive.
The sword is also in very good health.
At a glance, one can tell that the owner of the sword had nourished it with his breath not long ago.
Qi Shan said that the excuse for acquiring Saber in the early years is no longer tenable.
Seeing that there was no answer to the prayer, Gong Xiqiu asked: "Are you?"
Of course Qishan can answer no and refuse to admit it even to the point of death.
But his intuition told him that Gong Xiqiu's personality and brain circuit were very different from ordinary people. If he didn't admit it, Gong Xiqiu might break the sword with his bare hands. Just because Qishan is not the original owner, as far as Gong Xi Qiu is concerned, he is not qualified to hold the things belonging to the Gong Xi clan. It's just a purchased sword. If Gong Xiqiu breaks it, it will be broken. At the worst, he will be compensated in gold and silver of the same price.
Qishan has no choice but to admit it.
“I am, but I don’t know who you are?”
There is something wrong with the Gongxi clan.
Da names are not commonly used. They are chosen to record family trees and are only used after adulthood. Before they were minors, tribesmen often called them by their nicknames. The group of young men from the Gongxi clan that Qi Shan got to know were not very old. Qi Shan really didn’t know what their names were...
Gong Xiqiu handed the sword back to him: "A Nian."
The murder that Qishan was worried about did not happen.
Gong Xiqiu asked back: "You hesitated just now, are you worried that I will suspect you of having something to do with the genocide? Is it just you?"
It’s not that he looked down on the strength of Qishan and Qi Shan, but that they were both checked by the high priest back then, and they were allowed to stay in the clan until they were sure to be fine. If the two of them were really spies on the outpost, they would have had their necks broken long ago and lost their fertile land.
Pray for good deeds: “…”
Gong Xiqiu is quite clever at times like this.
A face with colorful makeup suddenly appeared in his mind.
It was really impossible to connect the young man back then with the person in front of him. Gong Xiqiu felt the same way, but he was more curious about another thing: "Why don't you use your own name instead of using Shan Qi's name upside down? He has no objection. ?”
Speaking of this matter, Gong Xiqiu remembered that Qi Zhongshu had a bad reputation and seemed to have the title of "Evil Plot". He is clearly Qu Tan, but he used his friend's name. Isn't that unethical?
Qi Shan moved the corners of his mouth feebly.
He wanted to explain that "Qutan" was not his real name either.
The last thing to say is: "He won't have any objection."
Gong Xiqiu scratched the tip of his nose: "That's true. Remember, he has indulged you before, so borrowing his name is not a big deal."
In his memory, Qu Tan had a bad temper and would draw a sword to deal with it without saying a word. It was this guy who wanted to set fire to the ancestral graves of the clan. In comparison, Shan Qi's temper is much better.
Gong Xiqiu asked again: "Where is he?"
Pray for good: “No longer in this world.”
This answer made Gong Xiqiu's next sentence choke in his throat.
He was surprised: "Is he no longer alive?"
When I think about it, separation and death are the norm nowadays.
With the latter's temperament, it is indeed impossible to survive.
Gong Xiqiu doesn’t like to be sentimental. He only feels a little sad for a few seconds before returning to normal, and proposes to have a drink to connect with each other. When old friends meet again after more than 20 years, it suddenly becomes clear!
Qi Shan’s mouth twitched slightly: “No.”
Gong Xiqiu is rarely rejected by people: "Why?"
Qishan said: "Busy!"
Don’t even look at what time it is.
The war has just ended, and there are a lot of things to deal with. How can you have time to drink and reminisce with Gong Xiqiu? He has changed, and so has Gong Xiqiu. They have only known each other for more than a month, and their friendship with each other is not deep enough. It seems ridiculous to deliberately recall the past. Gong Xiqiu is not just seeking revenge against himself.
Praying for good will not give Gong Xiqiu a chance to speak.
"Farewell, Qi Mou is going to work first." Looking at Qi Shan's back as he walked away, Gong Xiqiu felt a little disappointed: "Oh, it's not as interesting as before when I grow up."
As an outsider, Yun Ce could also see that the atmosphere was awkward and tried to smooth things over: "After all, we have been apart for so many years, and there is always time to get acquainted with each other again. General Gongxi and Qi Zhongshu are ministers in the same court, and there will be many opportunities for contact in the future. Eager for this moment.”
Gong Xiqiu didn’t bother with this matter either.
“Well, what you said makes sense.”
Hand raised his hand to hook Yun Ce's shoulder and patted him.
“I see that your breath is restless, do you want me to help you?”
The fastest way for a brave warrior to improve his level is to fight, to break through, hone, and skillfully master various skills in battle.
Yun Ce naturally couldn't ask for it.
but-
My heart is beating, but not right now.
Gong Xiqiu said unhappily: "If you can do it, you can do it. If you can't do it, you can't do it. A man who is upright and upright, why are you working so hard?"
Yun Ce sneered: "There are still secular affairs in the army..."
Gong Xiqiu: “…”
Well, well, well, everyone is busy, right?
It’s good to be busy.
When Yun Ce disappeared, Gong Xiqiu turned to look at his silent elder brother and said, "Brother, you are the only one left."
He has nothing to do now, and his whole body is itching like ants crawling.
At this time, a blue bird landed on Jimo Qiu's finger.
He took a look at the content of the message and put it away: "Brother Fang Liu said that there was a shortage of military doctors in the wounded barracks and not enough medicine for wounds. He asked me if I wanted to help. A Nian came to help me when he had nothing to do."
Gong Xiqiu: “…”
He followed up with small steps, feeling aggrieved.
After all, I am also a general named by Mama.
Even if he is just a mere commander and has no soldiers under his command, if he is ordered to fight... hmph, doesn't he want to lose face?
He keeps complaining in his heart, but he is very efficient at work.
"How can we take care of so many wounded soldiers?" An idea flashed in Gongxi Qiu's mind, and he thought of a brilliant idea. He summoned hundreds of martial soldiers on the spot, and two of them worked as a team to carry the wounded soldiers.
If the ground is too congested, just go to the ground where you are and use air transport.
Fang Yan’s mouth twitched sharply.
If it had been at that time in Xiaocheng, he would never have imagined that there would be a day when Gong Xiqiu, who wanted to look at people with his nostrils, would actually use his trump card that consumes a lot of martial energy in such a scenario.
Other warriors saw this scene and also acted accordingly.
Fang Yan sighed: "It's a good thing after all."
With more manpower, more things can be done.
Many wounded soldiers died because they were not treated in time.
At this moment, the wounded barracks has enough manpower, so it can free up manpower to triage the wounded soldiers. Those who are seriously ill will be treated first, and those who are not seriously injured will wait... As long as they can save their lives, even if they have missing arms and legs, Xinglin doctor can help them regenerate their limbs.
The wounded barracks was so busy that the lights never went out.
Kang's troops were also busy cleaning up the remaining soldiers in the Northern Desert.
Integrated troops and horses and decided to recapture Shexing Pass on the third day.
The recovery of Shexing Pass was much easier than expected. First, the elite defenders were short of food, and Shexing Pass had been without food for three days. Secondly, Shen Tang also publicized the fact that Liu Guan replaced Brother Tude. As the news of the defeat of Tudege's troops in the battle came, there was an internal mutiny. Shen Tang sent people to instigate rebellion. Without much effort, he successfully instigated one of the groups to rebel, and agreed to cooperate internally and externally.
When Brother Tude stepped onto the Shooting Star Pass as a prisoner, his face was extremely ugly, especially when Shen Tang ordered people to collect all the human bones that had not yet been processed. Piles after piles of bones, even an experienced veteran on the battlefield couldn't help but frown.
Shen Tang smiled at Brother Tude.
Yin and Yang Qi: "Your army has a pretty good appetite."
Brother Tude is completely shameless. The food and grass were all supervised by his subordinates. He knew the specific amount, but he didn't know that a series of numbers stacked up in his eyes would be so visually shocking. However, no matter how much he wanted to escape, he could only bite the bullet and watch.
Shen Tang was quite bored when he saw this.
After a long time, Brother Tude tested Shen Tang.
“I wonder what Lord Shen wants?”
This is to remind Shen Tang that paying tribute, surrendering, and sending hostages can go through the process. There had been no movement for several days. He guessed that Shen Tang was preparing to dry himself out so that he could raise the price. Brother Tude recalled the previous standards in his mind and had a rough estimate in his mind.
Shen Tang asked back: "What do you think?"
Brother Tude said: "In the past, Sui Gong was..."
According to convention, the Northern Desert pays annual tribute to the northwest countries, including but not limited to gold and silver treasures, rare products unique to the Northern Desert, and handsome men and beautiful women. In view of the defeat in the Northern Desert and the serious food crisis, the first batch of annual tribute can be increased.
Shen Tang interrupted him.
“Sui Gong? What Sui Gong?”
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I have a fever, and every time I swallow, I feel like my throat is being cut with a knife.
Dig out the medicines you always have at home. If you don’t feel better tomorrow, go to the hospital to register.
PS: Gong Xiqiu and Qi Shan are old friends who met once more than 20 years ago. They played well at the time, but have been diluted by time, and even a little embarrassed?
PPS: It’s not important to lose my vest this time, what’s important is Qu Tan’s identity.