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Chapter 1289: Little Red Flower [ask for monthly ticket]

"My Lord, please stay."

Gong Yang Yongye turned and looked at the person who came.

This place is more than ten miles away from Kangguo's camp. The other party has been chasing him all the way. Could it be that he was sent by Shen Youli to be a lobbyist? Or is he worried and wants to kill him to silence him? He looked at the young man who came over in silence. Gong Yang Yongye was very familiar with the young man's face: "What's the matter?"

Jimo Qiu stopped two meters away from Gongyang Yongye.

Being too close can easily cause misunderstandings on the other side.

"I heard from An Nian before that the Marquis seems to be worried about having an heir." Gong Xichou said that if he asked his brother for help, he would definitely be able to get the number added. Upon hearing this, Jimo Qiu also felt that it was very cost-effective to use this method to win over a 19th-rank Guannei Marquis, and the cost-effectiveness was maximized.

Gong Yangyongye’s train of thought almost got stuck.

He searched his mind for a while before he remembered that Gong Xichou had mentioned the plus sign twice. Gong Yangyongye just thought that the other party was farting and deliberately making fun of him and messing with his mentality.

  He has been a man for dozens of years, how could he not know whether he has this ability? Gongyang Yongye endured the throbbing veins on his forehead, and when he saw Gongxichou rushing over, he silently gave up the idea of ​​secretly beating up Jimo Qiu - this boy's cultivation level is a little lower than Gongxichou's, beating him up is not a joke, right?

"Don't make fun of me, you brothers!" Do research before committing fraud. He is just old, not stupid.

Gong Xichou said, "There is no benefit in entertaining you."

Jimo Qiu raised his hand to signal his brother to shut up for the time being, Gong Xichou's mouth was too easy to offend people. He took out a black and purple wooden box from his sleeve. The wooden box was as big as a palm, with patterns on eight sides, four sides were yin, and four sides were yang. It felt cool and delicate like flawless jade, unlike ordinary wood. Jimo Qiu handed the box and a scroll to Gongyang Yongye: "Whether the Marquis believes it or not, this thing should be a comfort, I hope it can ease the pain of the Marquis's loss of sight."

The wooden box contained the poisonous insect, and the letter was the instruction manual for the insect.

Gong Yang Yongye carried the coffin and looked at the wooden box.

It is not rejection, nor is it acceptance.

The old man was in a dilemma, standing there like a wooden stake. Gong Xichou grabbed the wooden box, and his action was rough, causing Gong Yangyongye to subconsciously shout: "What are you doing, young man!"

He was actually a little worried that the poisonous insects in the wooden box would be damaged.

Gong Xichou stuffed the wooden box into his arms and said, "Why are you being so stubborn? Your eyes are almost glued to the wall, but you're still stubborn? Once something is given away, there's no way to take it back. If you're willing, take it. If you're not willing, destroy it on the spot. The poisonous insect must not be leaked out."

Gong Yang Yongye resisted on the surface, but his actions were honest.

He stuffed the wooden box into his lapel with one hand and couldn't help but talk rudely. Gongyang Yongye really didn't like this young man Gong Xichou.

Can't bear to see the other party being arrogant: "What if the secret is leaked accidentally?"

  If the two brothers hadn't fooled him, the poisonous insects in the wooden box would have had miraculous reproduction effects, and it would definitely attract people with ulterior motives to fight for it. Using this thing to solve infertility? Haha, it's really a waste of talent. The wealthy families have plenty of land, and they have to share some of the land with the tenants when they hire them. If they have a steady stream of children, they can feed them and raise them without worrying about manpower for decades to come. The warlords don't have to worry about not being able to recruit soldiers. As long as they have food, why worry about endless consumption?

Get the highest return at the lowest cost.

When Gongyang Yongye thought about this, he felt the wooden box in his arms was burning.

Gong Xichou rolled his eyes: "Leak the secret if you want."

Gong Yangyongye mocked, "You are really a young boy."

There is no sense of the overall situation and foresight in doing things.

Gong Xichou couldn't stand seeing Lao Deng taking advantage of his age in front of him, so he immediately refuted him: "It is said that the older you get, the more you like to preach. It's true. Do you really think you are the only smart person in the world? This thing is indeed easy to cause a fatal disaster, but unfortunately only a few kittens are left in my clan. Whoever dares to rob it, first check how many people are in your family tree to see if there are enough for my brothers to kill!"

Without the Nine Clans, they would be so arrogant.

Gong Yang Yongye: "..."

He didn't want to talk to this young man anymore.

Every time I say this, I get angry. It's better that this young man's brother knows a little bit of etiquette to respect the old and love the young, and knows how to use honorifics: "It's not that I don't know human feelings. You and I are not related, but you gave me such a valuable gift. I guess you have something to ask for. So, what do you want me to do for you?"

Jimo Qiu: "What your Highness asks for is what I ask for."

"Who is your Highness? Shen Youli?"

Jimo Qiu nodded: "It's her."

Gong Yang Yongye was confused and even a little angry: "Since I have accepted her invitation, I will not go back on my word."

Jimo Qiu's move was a questioning and humiliation to him.

"I'm not worried that the Marquis will go back on his word." Jimo Qiu didn't panic, but smiled and said, "People often use offspring as a rope to imprison people. If the bloodline is from the Marquis himself, I think it will have the same effect? ​​It is a gift, but also a shackle."

It is easy to act recklessly without any constraints.

Once you have concerns in your heart, you will have more worries.

Jimo Qiu said this to reassure Gongyang Yongye, and at the same time, he also showed his true colors - the shackles are here, think carefully before deciding whether to wear them. Even if Gongyang Yongye does not drive for Kangguo in the future, with this burden, he cannot help others.

Gong Yangyongye's face visibly darkened.

Pointing at Gong Xichou, he said, "You bastard!"

Then he pointed at Jimo Qiu and said, "You too!"

After saying that, he left with the coffin without looking back.

Gong Xichou looked at the direction where he was going, with his arms folded across his chest, his bright eyes showing his curiosity: "Will he be able to use it?"

Come to think of it, he had never seen what it looked like when a poisonous insect gave birth to offspring.

Jimo Qiu said: "Whether you use it or not, I owe you a favor."

A strong warrior without a faction affiliation is always a hidden danger. He cannot be killed or captured. Who knows when he will run to the opposite side and cause trouble for you. Your Highness does not need Gong Yang Yongye's service, but he cannot let him run away to work for others. It would be a loss.

Gong Xichou was relieved and choked up.

"My eldest brother is good at scheming."

Jimo Qiu couldn't hold back the curve of his lips when he heard him say this in a strange tone, and he snapped his fingers to make his head explode. Gong Xichou leaned back to avoid it, and took away the wooden stick that his elder brother had put on his waist, and dodged far away before the other party could hit him.

"Public! Western! Revenge!"

"Lend it to me for fun!"

The triumphant laughter almost pierced the sky.

Gongxi Chou, hehe.

The next second—

Gongxi Chou, don't laugh.

He was clearly running forward, but as a result of a spell, Gong Xichou fell into the trap and ran for half a day before ending up back at the starting point.

The eldest brother just stood there looking at him with a forced smile.

Gong Xichou smiled and hugged the wooden stick tightly: "Brother~"

Shen Tang knew that the two brothers had run out after Gong Yang Yongye, and he didn't ask them what they were doing. Not long after, he saw the two of them coming back one after the other. Gong Xichou looked normal, but Shen Tang always felt that there was an invisible tail hanging behind him.

She teased, "Was it cut by Gong Yang Yongye?"

Gong Xichou said eagerly, "My brother cut it off."

"He usually cherishes you so much, how could he be willing to cut you?"

Gong Xichou corrected him, "He treasures his stick the most and cannot be touched. I am just curious about the flower."

The little red flower growing on the top of the wooden stick.

Gong Xichou often suspected that this flower was not a flower, but rather a naughty child. When he was defeated by his elder brother, he could always see that the little red flower stretched its petals tightly, swaying left and right as if it was trying to hold back laughter. Of course, this was not enough evidence. Once, Gong Xichou was eating beans, and while his elder brother went inside to leave his wooden stick, he shot the beans into the pistil of the red flower.

result--

For several days, this flower would take advantage of the big brother's inattention and spit air bombs at Gong Xichou. It didn't hurt, but it was hard to defend against. The upper three routes poked the eyes, nose and mouth, and the lower three routes hit the waist, legs and genitals.

  Sooner or later I will pluck this flower and make tea with it!

Jimo Qiu wanted to be angry but couldn't. He tapped his feet with his wooden stick and gave Gongxichou a warning look that said "take care of yourself". The little red flower "Hua" relied on the power of others and stood up proudly.

Two tiny green buds proudly rest against the flower stem.

He was taken away by Jimo Qiu, swaying.

Gong Xichou was furious: "Look at it, it's bullying people!"

Shen Tang was speechless: "Can you still be bullied by flowers?"

Gong Xichou is becoming more and more childish as he grows older.

but--

"This flower is quite... unique. Could it be that it has cultivated successfully and turned into a plant spirit?" Shen Tang also saw the vivid arrogance of the little red flower, which did not seem to be something that could be cultivated by Jimo Qiu's personality. "If so, it is not surprising."

Nothing is surprising anymore in this world.

Gong Xichou picked up a few white buns from Shen Tang's table and started to eat them: "Plant spirits? They look more like those from the clan. But my eldest brother shouldn't be so crazy as to carry someone's ashes with him."

Although the proposal sounds attractive.

He ate seven or eight steamed buns one at a time, and his speed became slower and slower. Finally, he held the bun in his mouth with a dull look in his eyes, obviously in a trance. Shen Tang stuffed the bun that was about to fall into his mouth, and the rough action suddenly woke Gong Xichou up.

"Cough cough cough-"

Gong Xichou covered his throat, and Shen Tang was in a panic. After all the hassles, General Kangguo finally didn't choke to death on the steamed bun. Shen Tang was scared for him: "What made you distracted so much?"

  Has Kangshi's hatred for her spread to his confidants?

Gong Xiqiu drank several big gulps, and the cold water slid down his throat, making it feel much smoother: "That flower, that flower, why does it smell so strange, my god..."

Shen Tang: "???"

Gong Xichou murmured, "It's a poisonous insect."

The scent of this flower is not the same species as the poisonous insect that the eldest brother gave to Gong Yang Yongye, but the origin of the scent is similar. Gong Xichou thought it was the vitality of ordinary plant spirits at first, but just now he discovered that it was subtly different. Gong Xichou was almost petrified.

Shen Tang slid his hand in front of his eyes: "What kind of insect?"

Gong Xichou held his head, his thoughts in confusion.

The eldest brother told him the origin of the wooden stick.

The staffs of the high priests of all generations were made of their own divine power, but his staff was different, being made of the roots of the sacred tree. Gong Xichou naturally thought that the flower was the sacred tree being nurtured by the divine power day and night, awakening its vitality and sprouting. Jimo Qiu was worried that Gong Xichou might not be careful enough, so he specifically said that the flower was a gift from God.

Things given by God should not be damaged lightly.

Gong Xichou said at that time: [Isn't this just like the teacher giving a paper flower to a student who has done well in his studies?]

Jimo Qiu just smiled but said nothing.

When Gong Xichou thought of this, he wanted to slap himself twice. The flower seeds given by God can only grow with the nourishment of his elder brother's divine power... Gong Xichou swallowed his saliva and said under Shen Tang's horrified gaze: "My elder brother is about to give birth!"

Shen Tang: "..."

In just two days, Jimo Qiu heard that she was in confinement after giving birth.

Jimo Qiu: “???”

He smiled stiffly and rejected Fang Yan's kindness.

Fang Yan's eyes moved to his lower abdomen from time to time, and he said worriedly: "The wounded in the camp are no longer in danger of life and death. They will recover after a few days of rest. You don't need to work so hard... That thing is too damaging to your vitality. Can you really handle it?"

Although Jimo Qiu was not a military doctor, he was never absent from work for a single day.

As long as they can save the person's life and buy enough time, the Xinglin doctor will be confident enough to snatch the person back from the hands of the King of Hell.

Jimo Qiu kept the death rate extremely low.

Fang Yan had fought in many battles in the south and the north for many years, but he had never seen a day and night of bloody hand-to-hand combat with less than 20% casualties, while the enemy's casualties reached more than 60%. You have to know that the main force of the Allied forces is larger than their troops. As long as the soldiers carried down from the battlefield are still breathing and their hearts are still beating, they can basically save their lives. As for disabilities, they can slowly recover after the war.

As long as you are alive, nothing else matters.

Jimo Qiu took a deep breath.

  "Brother Fang Liu, I really didn't give birth. If I really did... give birth, how could I hide my waist from you?" He is still a clean and honest boy! Jimo Qiu wanted to know where these outrageous rumors came from! Why did they ruin his reputation?

Fang Yan said regretfully: "Really? Thirteen is so happy."

The injuries all over his body could not stop him from jumping up from the hospital bed. If Fang Yan hadn't stopped him, Shao Chong would have jumped up to find Jimo Qiu to congratulate him on the birth of his son... no, the birth of his daughter.

Jimo Qiu's face darkened: "No."

It's still too early for the fruit to ripen.

Fang Yan said: "Since it is a rumor, we need to send someone to find out who spread it. We can't ruin your reputation."

Although all kinds of bizarre events can happen in this world, no one wants to be the first to be discussed by the outside world.

It’s not difficult to find out the truth and trace it back to Gong Xichou.

Fang Yan: "..."

Jimo Qiu: "...I'll go talk to him."

Shen Tang hadn't seen Gong Xichou for two days. When the Southwest Allied Forces were being encircled and the encirclement was tightened, she had time to visit the wounded soldiers' camp. Military doctors could heal the soldiers' physical injuries, and as a lord, she could nourish their hearts, give them spiritual healing, and provide them with one-stop care and condolences. She knew the process by heart.

"Pfft—you here?"

Gong Xichou was lying on the simple bed next to Shao Chong.

There is no external injury, but it hurts everywhere.

Gong Xichou silently pulled up the cloak covering his belly and covered his head, while his mother was still chattering beside him.

"Your brother beat you?"

Gong Xichou said in a muffled voice: "It's God's punishment."

"How long will it take you to finish the punishment?"

First of all, she sympathized with her friend.

Secondly, she needs a partner to work with.

After the two armies fought, just distinguishing the enemy from the enemy could greatly reduce the mobility of high-level warriors, but in the initial battle between the two sides, Gong Xichou was still able to boost the morale of his own army. He had many fans, and when he appeared on the front line, the atmosphere was different.

"Be careful or I'll count you as absent."

Gong Xichou chose to coil himself into a snake.

The tail was rolled up with a piece of cloth with the words "Do Not Disturb Hibernation" written on it.

  |ω`)

Flash, change the title (actually I don’t want to at all, it’s very troublesome to come up with a title)