Rebirth of the Golden Bastard

On the third day, news came from the front that the flood had passed the last line of defense and was heading straight for Qingxia City.

A stick of incense half a person's height was lit on the top of the mountain. According to the officers and soldiers, when the incense was burned out, it was the time for the flood to arrive.

Although the mountains in front were blown up quite a bit, and the fallen rocks barely blocked the way for the flood to enter Qingxia City, the villages and towns behind were not completely completed.Even if the people and the officers and soldiers worked together day and night for three days, they only settled the first half of the sand, but the rear was still loose.

Sikong Lang sighed, "We can only resign ourselves to fate."

Cang Qiao stood on the top of the hill and looked at the second diversion port mentioned by the old village behind. The people in the village had all been evacuated the day before. Rebuild it.

In this regard, the old village's awareness is obviously relatively high. He stroked his white beard and said: "Qingxia City is the second largest main city in Yilan. It is an excellent city with no shelter for hundreds of miles away. A place that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. If Qingxia City cannot be kept, let alone my small village, the whole of Yilan will be in danger."

Both Sikong Lang and Titan were very pleased, and repeatedly promised that as long as this crisis is over, the village will be restored to its original appearance.Cang Qiao smiled and said, "Just restore the original appearance? It's better than before!"

Sikong Lang nodded, "Naturally."

The blue sky washed by successive rains seems to be transparent, surrounded by green hills and green trees, birds and flowers.The sun is so good that it even makes people drowsy.The mountain wind lifted the smoke from the incense sticks on the top of the mountain, and they twisted and entangled endlessly in the air, but they didn't know that the mood of the people waiting for the incense to burn out was not so light.

A group of people sat on the ground, almost no one spoke and just watched.Gu Xiao also helped Jiang Ji out of the tent, and the two sat behind Cang Qiao.Jiang Ji has cultivated very well in the past few days, and the wound of the hero has begun to recover, but he can't move too much, otherwise the wound will be easily torn.Jiang Ji crossed his legs and closed his eyes to rest his mind, while wandering the energy of his dantian to recuperate.Gu Xiaoru sat on the sidelines, looking at the back of Cang Qiao in front of him, with an indescribable feeling in his heart.

Jiang Ji's words echoed in his ears: he betrayed the young master.If the Ninth Prince is really uneasy and kind, he will harm the young master.He sat there holding his sleeves and didn't even hear Cang Qiao calling him, until Jiang Ji lazily answered.

Cang Qiao was curious, "My name is Gu Xiao, what did you answer?"

Jiang Ji lazily said, "An answer will not lose a piece of meat."

Gu Xiao came back to God and said: "What orders does the young master have?"

"Oh, it's nothing." Cang Qiao leaned on Xia Yunqing's shoulder, as if chatting, "I just want to ask if you have contact with the Ninth Prince."

Gu Xiao was taken aback for a moment, then his whole face turned as white as a sheet of paper, "W-why suddenly..."

Cang Qiao was a little strange, "You seem to have a good relationship with the Ninth Prince, I just want to ask... what's wrong with you?"

Gu Xiao was extremely astonished, could anyone see the matter between him and the Ninth Prince?The first Jiang Ji, followed by the young master.As if that was no secret.

Gu Xiaoren endured the astonishment and said, "I...haven't contacted him..."

Cang Qiao snorted, "I always feel that Sikong Shen is hiding something, maybe he knows something." He rubbed his chin, "Why don't you write him a letter? How about asking?"

"Ask what!" Gu Xiao and Xia Yunqing said almost at the same time.It's just that the former is panic and disbelief, while the latter is a fruitful question.

Cang Qiao covered her ears, almost getting tinnitus from these two people.He said innocently: "Just asking if you know anything about the Third Prince."

Gu Xiaodao: "If you ask such a question, won't the Ninth Prince become suspicious? He will definitely get to the bottom of it."

Cang Qiao laughed, "You know it."

Gu Xiao's forehead was sweating, "Master, it's better not to ask."

Cang Qiao didn't force her, and said, "Then ask Sikong Yanjin."

Xia Yunqing lifted his collar and walked towards the tent, "Brother, let's have a good talk."

"Ouch." Cang Qiao's attention shifted to someone in an instant, and she shyly covered her face and said, "I'm not even your brother, why should I call him Cang Qiao?"

Xia Yunqing: "... I'm used to it."

Seeing the two of them entered the tent, Gu Xiao slumped on the ground with weak knees.Jiang Ji looked at him, "What's the matter? Are you afraid now?"

Gu Xiao's eyes suddenly turned red, she didn't say a word, she just lowered her head and looked at the hem of her clothes.

The man in the bamboo forest is unattainable, but his fingers are so hot.The scene of him taking the dust off for himself seems to be deeply lingering in his mind.Closing his eyes, Gu Xiaochang let out a long sigh.

"I understand what you mean." He said slowly, "Young Master and Ninth Prince, I can only choose one."

Jiang Ji's heart suddenly tightened. This boy has not yet grown up. If he was born in an ordinary family, he might be a child loved by his parents. He would not know the sinister heart, he would not know the pain of choosing and giving up, and he would not need to know these things.Even if you don't live a life of rich clothes and fine food, you can be at ease, and you can play willfully among the people you like and those who like you.

"Like does not mean suitable." Jiang Ji looked at Gu Xiao's trembling shoulders and sighed: "The Ninth Prince is not suitable for you. If he really cherishes you, he will not put you in an unkind situation. Also I don't want you to suffer for the choice."

Gu Xiao smiled wryly, "My life was saved by the young master, if I had to choose, I would only choose the young master."

After he finished speaking, he stood up and walked towards the other end.Jiang Ji frowned, trying to catch up but unable to do so, he could only watch helplessly as the youth disappeared into the crowd.

Sikong Shen...

Jiang Ji didn't know why, as if he had regarded this person as a thorn in his side since then.Sure enough, there is no good person in the royal family!

In the distance, the innocent Sikong Lang sneezed hugely.

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Towards evening, the last bit of incense was burned out.The person standing at the front of the hill suddenly said: "Listen!"

Everyone held their breath, as if thousands of troops and horses came from the end of the sky, or heavenly soldiers and generals.The sound of galloping roared, shocking the world and shaking the mountains on both sides.Cang Qiao felt the rocks on the bottom of her feet tremble, and there was an illusion in her heart that she was worried that the mountain would collapse.

"Here we come!" someone screamed in front of him.

In the distance, the land connecting the sky and the earth seemed to be a long straight line at first, and then the waves behind added fuel to the flames, and the muddy yellow river rushed towards Qingxia City like a giant, but was barely blocked in front of the rocks in front of it, and turned away. A bend towards the valley.

The rocks blocking Qingxia City were continuously hit hard, as if thousands of hands were smashing upwards with sledgehammers.Everyone was terrified. No matter how they imagined it, they were far from seeing the shock of reality. They all underestimated the power of nature.

The mountain stone was hit hard and moved back a few steps slowly, as if a thick stone gate had been pushed open, and part of the water poured into Qingxia City.

"Don't panic!" Sikong Lang shouted sharply, stopping the panicked crowd, "This is only a small part, and it won't pose any danger."

Although it was only a small part, the amount of water was waist-deep after entering the city gate. Many doors were blocked by the river, and the river washed away the wooden doors and paper windows, turning Qingxia City into a small lake for a while.

Sikong Lang quietly watched the changes in the city. Seeing that more water flowed into the valley, he immediately ordered: "Take someone to follow me! Dig a tunnel and let the water out of the city!"

"Yes!"

The officers and soldiers ran down the mountain with their weapons in hand. Seeing that the rock was crumbling, Hua Que worriedly grabbed Sikong Lang's sleeve.

"You..." I want to say that it is enough for you to command above, why bother to go down together.But looking at the man's firm eyes, he couldn't say a word.

The blood of the battle boiled in Sikong Lang's eyes, as he himself said, he is not suitable for talking about strategies and policies in the rear, he is only suitable for rushing to the front with a sword.

The fingers were loosened, and the last words he spit out were nothing more than "Be careful in everything."

Sikong Lang nodded, and raised a smile like the most blazing sun in midsummer.His calmness and calmness instantly appeased the people present, and many men rolled up their sleeves and proposed to help together.

Cang Qiao looked at all this, and suddenly said: "Maybe Sikong Lang is a dark horse."

Hua Que turned around, "What do you mean?"

"Dear the people." Cang Qiao said with a smile, "After this battle, I'm afraid the popularity of the Eighth Prince will increase a lot." Looking at the other princes enjoying life in the palace, it is natural that there is no need to say who is better.

Hua Que understood, but there was a trace of nostalgia on his face, "He was like this when he was a child. He would fight with others because of his friends. No matter how old he was with the other party, he would fight until the other party couldn't stand up and kowtow to admit his mistake."

He may be the prince with the least majesty of the royal family, but he is the most loyal person.But the royal family does not need the word loyalty, maybe letting him leave that place is also a good thing.

The knot in my heart gradually unraveled. Instead of letting him be happy or unlucky in a place I don't know, it's better to let myself really bring happiness to the other party.

Cang Qiao looked at Hua Que's calm face, smiled secretly, and pinched Hua Que's ears with her fingers.

"Well... this is also a soft one."

Hua Que was startled by his actions, covered his ears and turned aside, "What is this?"

"A man with soft earlobes is a good man."

Hua Que didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Who has soft earlobes?"

Cang Qiao shrugged, suddenly her hands itched and she wanted to pinch Sikong Yanjin and Sikong Shen's ears.

At this time, far away in the imperial palace in the capital, Si Kong Yanjin is drinking a good wine and playing chess with Nan Liu.The two walked slowly under the ginkgo tree, the wind was sunny, and the sunlight sprinkled from the treetops on the chessboard, mottled to create an illusion of being outside the world of mortals.

"Report!" A soldier passed through the arch in front, knelt down in front of the two of them and said, "The flood in Qingxia City has been completely diverted, and three villages and towns have been lost. There are no casualties."

Sikong Yanjin raised his eyebrows, and pulled out his usual sly smile, "As expected of the Ninth Prince and General Ying, I'm afraid Father will reward you a lot when you come back next time."

The soldier hesitated for a moment, and said: "The commander-in-chief this time is Xia Cangqiao. The Ninth Prince and the General are assisting. The Eighth Prince also participated in this matter. It is said that the popularity is very high now."

The chess piece in Nan Liu's hand paused, and he looked at the man reading on the stone steps on the other side, "Ninth Prince?"

Yan Jin reprimanded the soldier and turned his head with a smile, "Ninth Brother, don't you say that you will never hide anything from you? Cang Qiao and Eighth Brother have done a big thing this time, and we don't even know about it?"

Sikong Shen's usual gentle smile appeared from the back of the book, and he said slowly: "It seems that the chess pieces that are deep in the stomach have been swallowed."

Yan Jin stood up, threw the sunspots in his hand into the chess box, and said mockingly: "I think that child has changed his mind. Brother Ninth, you don't need to be too sad. Third Brother will find you a cuter one another day."

After finishing speaking, he smiled with unknown meaning, and walked out with his hands behind his back.

The yard fell silent, Nan Xun stood up and looked at his master.

Sikong Shen waited until Yan Jin's figure completely disappeared from sight, and after a while, his face slowly became gloomy.That gentle smile didn't know where to go, and the brows were full of coldness.

"Nan Xun."

"exist!"

"Go out there yourself and find out what's going on at the front."

"Yes!" Nan Liu paused, and then said: "Ninth Prince, in fact, we sent people to inquire about the news of Hanyue Palace..."

"Father will definitely ask about this when we go to court tomorrow." Sikong Shen said suddenly without waiting for him to speak: "The one who knows more about this is the one we will deal with."

Nan Xun was taken aback, "You mean..."

"Heh." The Ninth Prince lay back on the chair again, covered his face with a book, and said in a low voice, "Do you really think that I am the only one in the palace who sent eyeliner?"

The author has something to say: A short story about evil: (Jiang's short story)

Long, long ago, a little boy named Jiang Ji lost his beloved little rabbit.

He searched all the way along the river. A man in the river stood up and said with a gentle smile, "My name is Sikong Chen, and I am the God of the River. What did you lose?"

The little boy said: My pet rabbit, his name is Gu Xiao.

The river god nodded, and lifted a wet black rabbit from the river, "Is it him?"

Sikong Yanjin yelled: "Let go of me, Smelly River God! My ears hurt from mentioning it!!"

The little boy shook his head, "It's not him."

The river god mentioned a red rabbit again, "Is that him?"

Nan Xun was carried neatly, his limbs drooped naturally, "Master, I was wrong, I will never say that your hairstyle is not good-looking."

The little boy shook his head, "It's not him."

The River God mentioned a little white rabbit again, "Is that him?"

Little Rabbit: "...555555, River God, don't you want me?"

The little boy opened his eyes wide, "It's him! It's my Gu Xiao!"

But the little rabbit held on to the sleeve of the River God with tears in his eyes, "River God, you saved my life, and I belong to you."

The River God still smiled, "But you don't look delicious enough. I like fatter and tender ones."

Little Rabbit: "...55555"

From then on, there was a little rabbit by the river waiting for the river god to appear every day. Behind the little rabbit was a little boy holding a knife and vowing to kill the river god. (over)

(Yan Jin (turning over the table): This is a crazy thing!!!)

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