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Chapter 1290: Besieged on all sides [asking for monthly ticket]

It is impossible to hibernate in winter.

Gong Xichou wanted to hibernate for a bit, but it depended on his elder brother's approval. Fang Yan kicked him out that day on the pretext of "shortage of beds." This made Gong Xichou complain, "Brother, am I your biological brother, or did you pick me up?"

Jimo Qiu said: "You'll have to ask my parents about this."

Gong Xichou thought of Jimo Can's urn and ate steamed buns with side dishes: "Humph, I really have to ask him when I go back this time!"

Jimo Qiu knew that he was just throwing a tantrum, so he didn't take it to heart.

It's just that I feel a little tired.

Gong Xichou is not like me, he is actually in his forties, but his temperament and behavior are still as willful as a naughty teenager. Let alone other things, just the rumor of "my eldest brother is about to give birth" would not have become more and more outrageous if it was more prudent. Brothers live together day and night, how could he not know if there is something going on?

First, men are normally infertile;

Secondly, even if you can have children, it will take time.

Gong Xichou still felt wronged.

When he saw the red flower that seemed to be laughing secretly, these grievances were instantly replaced by resentment, jealousy and anger. He pouted sourly: "This flower is not big brother's... child, then why do you raise it?"

Forget about Mama, because she is the sacred object of the tribe.

  Why could a flower stand in front of him and bully him?

Could it be that his status in the family is really that of a younger brother?

Jimo Qiu said: "The situation is complicated."

It is not something that can be explained in a few words, especially to Gong Xichou, which would require twice as much saliva: "It... is a gift from His Highness. Somehow, it carries the opportunity here."

Gong Xichou was indeed confused after hearing this.

"What is this 'chance'?"

Jimo Qiu raised his finger and pointed at his Adam's apple, saying helplessly, "The secret cannot be revealed, I can't tell you. However, it was transplanted here by your Highness, and it was irrigated and grown by my divine power... In a sense, it can also be regarded as a foster parent?"

Gong Xichou asked: "Why not my biological parents?"

Jimo Qiu shook his head: "Because it's not possible."

Not to mention that Your Highness has survived the tribulation in this life, even your previous self could not have children. Firstly, the heaven and earth would not allow it. Your Highness can live as long as the heaven and earth. If you still covet children, your greed will be punished by heaven. Secondly, even if you have children by some means, the children are destined to be mediocre, with a short lifespan like ordinary creatures, and there will be many ups and downs after reincarnation.

If it's just an adoption relationship, it wouldn't be a big problem.

Gong Xichou felt a toothache when he looked at the flower.

Did Tan Qu and the others know that their future Princess Royal was still a flower? He wanted to reach out and touch his future nominal niece, but before his fingertips got close, it was suddenly thrown by the green leaves that stretched out, and the whole flower went around behind Jimo Qiu.

"Tan Qu and the others...won't admit it?" Although he still had many questions, Gong Xichou absolutely trusted Jimo Qiu. When the latter was willing to tell him, he would naturally tell him. Gong Xichou was now curious, "Does Mama know about this?"

Jimo Qiu shook his head: "I probably don't know."

Giving flowers is an old tradition from many years ago.

If His Highness had any impression of it, it would be impossible for him not to ask.

Gong Xichou gasped: "Mama doesn't even know that she has an adopted daughter? Will this child's origin be unknown in the future?"

Jimo Qiu was not worried at all.

"We'll know later."

In the future, if His Highness succeeds in overcoming the tribulation and wants to settle the cause and effect with the mortal world smoothly, he must have an excellent successor, otherwise it will be difficult to let go. The identity and origin of this child is just right. It itself is the hope and obsession of the human race, and was brought out of the holy land of mountains and seas by chance. If it can successfully come to the human world, it must be a wise master.

Gong Xichou wanted to say something but stopped himself.

Jimo Qiu had been with his younger brother for several years and had a good understanding of his temper. To put it bluntly, Gongxi Chou knew what his younger brother was up to when he raised his butt.

So he reminded the other party: "Don't keep this to yourself."

"Don't tell Mama?"

If it was not Shen Tang but an ordinary lord, and he rashly approached and told the other party, "You can't give birth, so I arranged a daughter for you, do you want it?", the brothers would definitely be in great trouble. But this is Mama, also the sacred object of the Gongxi clan, and the relationship between them is unusual. With Gongxi Chou's understanding of her, she would definitely accept it with pleasure.

Maybe one morning at a meeting he would suddenly hold up a wooden stick and tell all his subjects that your future princess is right here!

With it, you no longer have to worry about heirs!

  As for whether the ministers can accept it?

Why can't you accept it?

The Gongxi clan can turn into plants after death, so why can't a living person give birth to a flower? As long as public opinion is well controlled, it can still get away with it. The rest depends on time and the performance of the little red flower. As long as she has 70% of Mama's ability to govern the country, she can basically sit firmly on the position of the princess! As for why she can't be the prince? Don't ask, the answer is that this is the custom within the Gongxi clan!

Gong Xichou: "Tell her, she will definitely be happy."

Jimo Qiu looked at the little red flower and said, "The time is not right yet."

The destiny is still unclear, and this catastrophe has not yet passed.

The memory that Jimo Qiu inherited told him that what he lacked the most was time and waiting. As long as he waited patiently, there would always be a day when the fog would clear and the moon would shine. Moreover, Her Highness was not only Her Highness now, she was also a mortal, the ruler of a country, standing at the pinnacle of power.

When it comes to the issue of succession, Gong Xichou can't just say a few words to make people accept it. If someone takes advantage of it, Jimo Qiu can't prove it. Gong Xichou listened to his concerns and whispered, "Big brother is worrying too much..."

Jimo Qiu said: "There are lessons from the past."

"When did it happen?"

  Is there any precedent for this?

Jimo Qiu suddenly realized: "Many years ago."

Gong Xiqiu: "..."

Every time this happened, he was glad that he didn't have an overly strong curiosity, nor a stubborn temper to get to the bottom of things. Otherwise, if he met a brother like him who was full of secrets, spoke evasively, and only told half the truth, even brothers would break up with him.

He stretched himself: "Will I know later?"

Jimo Qiu looked at his face that looked similar to his own, and after a while he said, "When the time comes, we will know."

With this guarantee, Gong Xichou no longer has to worry.

The remnants of the Southwestern Allied Forces were not as lucky as him.

Kang Guo adhered to the sixteen-character strategy of "when the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy stays, we harass; when the enemy tires, we attack; when the enemy retreats, we pursue" and chased the remaining allied troops until they were almost defeated. Most of the limited baggage and food supplies were lost on the way. The morale of the army was shaken, and the number of deserters increased every day.

At the beginning, it can serve as a warning to others.

Use bloody and violent means to deter soldiers who want to escape.

As time went by, hunger, panic, and fatigue exceeded the critical point, causing the lower-level soldiers to almost collapse. Not escaping is a dead end, and running away is also a dead end, so it is better to run away! There are so many deserters, and the Allies don’t have so many people to catch or kill them. As long as you are lucky, who knows if you can become the fish that slips through the net?

With a fluke mentality, more and more people are taking risks.

Mei Meng was not unaware of this.

But she was too busy to deal with these deserters now.

"...break out from here." Her main focus now is on breaking out. As long as she can break out, she will have the opportunity to use the terrain and fortifications of the nearest military fortress to completely escape. The escape route in the past few days is also paving the way for this. Others in the allied forces have opinions, but they are suppressed by the leader of Qi State. Even if they are full of grievances, they can only temporarily accumulate and leave them for later settlement.

"The people in Kangguo are not fools." There are scouts everywhere, it is too difficult to hide.

Breaking out from here is not the best option. Once exposed, it is easy for Kangguo to cut off your last chance of survival. It is too risky.

Mei Meng said: "I have old friends in Kangguo camp."

As soon as she finished speaking, another scarred ally sneered disdainfully: "I have also heard about Mei Shang's past. Most of the court officials of Kangguo are from the northwest. If there are any old friends of yours among them, I am afraid they must have been your lovers when you were young."

Can this kind of relationship be trusted?

The bed commitment is valid only until you put on your pants.

Some are so heartless that they won’t acknowledge it even after it’s pulled out.

He thought Mei Jinghe was very capable, but this is all?

A strong smell of gunpowder instantly filled the simple tent, and everyone held their breath, as if any louder breathing would cause it to explode.

Mei Meng was not surprised by this.

She just carefully examined the value of the other person's body with the eyes of a commodity. For any superior, such a look is extremely humiliating: "What do you mean by this?"

"Are you jealous? Or are you feeling inferior?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

Mei Meng said calmly, "You were the one who started the trouble. Guess why I had so many lovers in my early years, but now I have become sober and aloof? It's because I've had good food before, so I don't like bad food."

"you--"

Mei Meng looked at the scar that spanned most of his face.

The other person's right eyelid was drooping and sunken, and his eyeball had been gouged out, looking ugly and horrible. Who would have thought that he was a famous and talented man before he was injured? He tried to show his affection to Mei Meng several times, openly and secretly, trying to truly conquer this woman who was second only to the emperor in Qi State. After several setbacks, he turned his love into hatred...

"Who knows if you will take the opportunity to sell us to your mistress so that you can rise to the top?" Being humiliated by Mei Meng, he was so angry that he said something he didn't want to say. But this is also what some people are worried about.

Mei Meng has old friends in Kangguo camp and it is possible that he will turn against them.

"Oh, you're worried about me? I'm also worried about your disloyal alliance." Mei Meng held the remaining baggage and food in his hands, while the other families had basically exhausted their supplies. They had had many conflicts over food and grass in the past two days.

The King of Qi came out and stopped the quarrel between the two.

If Mei Meng is forced into a desperate situation, she will do anything.

It was late at night.

Lu Jue received the bamboo tube secretly handed to him by his confidant.

He took the bamboo tube, looked at the writing on it, and then looked at the confidant he had trusted for many years. Lu Jue promoted him to be his confidant, and a big reason was that he was an old man who had been released from slavery in the Mei family. His father arranged for Lu Jue to do odd jobs in the backyard to trim flowers and plants. Although it was called odd jobs, the work content was actually easy, which was a good treatment for Lu Jue at that time.

Lu Jue always remembered this care.

Later, they returned to Sibao County and revisited the old place, where they recognized each other.

Seeing that the other family was living in poverty, Lu Jue decided to take his youngest son to stay with him as a guard and took him to the battlefield. However, Lu Jue did not expect that the other party would find him with this thing. He was stunned for a moment: "Did anyone else see it?"

"Reply General, no one."

As he answered, his body was shaking like a sieve.

From the moment he helped pass the bamboo tube, he exposed the truth that his family had been in contact with the Mei family. Lu Jue might have killed himself to silence him for his future, but the expected death did not come. Lu Jue crushed the bamboo tube and took out the note inside.

Lu Jue asked his men to prepare their horses and leave the camp: "I hope that by the time I come back, you have figured out how to explain it to me."

However, as soon as he left, his confidant hanged himself.

Remnants of the Southwestern Allied Forces.

Mei Meng, wearing a cloak that had been starched and turned white, was staring at the moon in a trance.

"What's that sound?"

  There seems to be a whimpering and resentful sound in the wind?

At first, it was still very vague and not very clear. She thought it was wild beasts and birds of prey in the mountains disturbing people. Mei Meng was about to listen carefully when the scout came to report that there was unusual movement outside the camp. The Kangguo side sent people to sing loudly nearby, and they were singing the southwestern nostalgic folk song.

Mei Meng was surprised and then couldn't help laughing.

Huo Da said: "This is the treatment of the Overlord of Chu."

Being surrounded by enemies and isolated and without any help is quite appropriate.

She said, "Order the military scribes to deploy the troops."

As long as they can't hear, they have no killing power. They can sing all night long if they want, even if their voices become hoarse. As the army was deployed, the nostalgic tunes in the wind disappeared. As the time was about to enter the second half of the night, Mei Meng smelled the aroma of food in the air.

Gulu, Gulu.

The soldiers who fell asleep due to hunger woke up one by one.

Smelling the smell, it seems to make me even hungrier.

Scouts reported back that several groups of people were cooking in the windy vents. The air was filled with not only the aroma of rice, but also the aroma of human flesh. God knows how long it had been since the Allied soldiers had a bite of oil and water? Just smelling the smell made them salivate like crazy.

Since they couldn't smell the fragrance, the soldiers could still tighten their belts and endure it.

They could smell the food but could not eat it. This pain was like someone stuffing a handful of bugs into their stomachs. The stronger the smell of the food, the more active the bugs became, gnawing at their internal organs. As time went on, the previously quiet camp gradually became noisier. No matter how the squad leaders and centurions scolded them, it was useless. Not only did the noise not subside, but it became louder and louder, causing people to be uneasy.

Hungry……

So hungry.

This night was exceptionally long.

On the second day, many soldiers looked listless.

The warriors with martial spirit were better off, but the ordinary soldiers had suffered a lot and were listless. Even if they got more food today than yesterday, they couldn't smile.

As night fell, a familiar tune came from the wind again.

The sound today was much clearer than yesterday. Before the Allied forces took measures to block out the sound, some soldiers could not help but sing along, crying as they sang, their grievances and thoughts pouring out. This emotion spread like a virus.

The aroma of food brings this emotion to its peak.

Mei Meng listened to the news that kept coming in: "The people in Kangguo... really like to use psychological tactics. How are they preparing? Let more people escape early tomorrow morning... Since they want to destroy the morale of our army, let them do what they want."

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Another friend has started a new book.

Bao Bao's "Wasteland Scavenging, Fat Girl Leads the Sick and Disabled Family"

Introduction: Starting from hell, changing fate against the will of heaven.

[Actually, the introduction Baobao gave is another version, but, uh, I cut off the beginning and the end_(:з」∠)_I think this version will be more concise. ]