Chapter 1093 1093: The previous generation cuts down trees, and the later generations exposed to the sun [please ask for monthly tickets](2/2)
I was afraid that the content inside would also hit me critically.
Open it and see it, it's okay-
With the lessons of Werder's past, she accepted the situation well.
The suicide note only had one or two greetings. Gong Cheng used what he knew about the internal social information of the Gods as bargaining chips and begged her to take care of the old and weak Gong family and the second uncle Gong Shuwu. These contents also opened Chen Tang's eyes and looked at it several times before letting it go.
In addition to these, there are two paragraphs at the end of the letter.
First, about his suicide.
In Gong Cheng's opinion, he was the real one who suffered in Gong's family and died on the day the Dan Mansion was abolished. The people who survived now are mediocre cowards that he looked down upon. He even hid in a stinky ditch, greedy and fearless bed bugs, and wanted to live and see the light.
However, the young man's soul briefly awakened in this body.
Instead of living the remaining hundred days, it is better to be the master of yourself - to destroy your strength and traces that do not belong to you, and end this ridiculous and ridiculous life with Gong Cheng's identity.
The second is about entrusting an orphan.
Chen Tang: "..."
After reading it, she murmured: "You are such a slut."
Gong Cheng is not afraid of being treated as a consumable by Gong Shuwu, digging out a coffin as a thug, right? He is so troubled by Gong Shuwu...
Chen Tang went to find Gong Shuwu.
The soldier replied that Gong Shuwu went to pick up the person.
Gong Cheng entrusted his friend to transfer Gong Cheng's old and weak, and arranged for them to go to Tuocheng, which is not far from Tuocheng. When Gong Shuwu saw the content of the suicide note, he could sit still? Chen Tang heard this, and his mouth twitched again, and he reminded: "Put down Gong Cheng's body."
Gong Shuwu might come back to settle accounts with the corpse.
Qi Shan and his men retreated from the main account one after another.
The war has just ended, and there are still many things that need to be cured.
Qi Shan was about to leave without stopping. Someone put his shoulder on his shoulder and turned his head to look: "What advice does General Gongxi have?"
The person who stopped him was Gong Xiqiu.
Yun Ce also stopped when he heard the movement.
Gong Xiqiu did not answer, but looked at Qi Shan's sword.
He said: "Your sword was not this one."
When I first met Xiaocheng, Gong Xichou had seen Qi Shan's sword. The sword was exquisite forging skills and good shape, but it was obviously not the same as wearing it now. Qi Shan found an excuse: "I have the hobby of collecting famous swords."
Gong Xiqiu stretched out his hand at him.
"Can I enjoy your sword?"
Pray for goodness: "…"
Although hesitated, he still untied the sword and handed it over.
Because Wenxin and scholars all have their own exclusive swords, Qi Shan naturally prepared many swords of different styles and lengths in order to match many vests. The one he often wore was the sword with the two identities "Qi Shan" and "Tan Qu". The one he used the most easily was the latter, which was a sharp sword he accidentally obtained when he was a teenager.
The sword-caster tailored it according to Tan Qu's habit of using swords.
Thinking of the identity of the sword-casting master...
Think about the origin of Gongxiqiu...
Qi Shan couldn't help but doubt.
Could it be that Gong Xiqiu recognized the origin of this sword?
It should not be possible.
The Gongxi people who made his sword for him said personally that this sword does not have any unique logos of the Gongxi tribe, and the style is also the most common. In addition to the materials and forging skills, there is nothing special about it.
Gong Xiqiu pulled out his sword.
"The original owner of this sword—"
The sword body reflected his wild eyes.
"His name is Qu Tan."
Gong Xichou stroked his fingers on the sword body, his expression as if he was reminiscent.
Pray for goodness: "…"
The memory of the literary scholar Wenxin is terrifyingly powerful.
He used the pseudonym "Qutan" twice in his life.
Once he deceived Cui Shanxiao, and once he deceived Gongxi clan.
Among the Gongxi clan, those who knew the name of the first master of this sword were only a few dozen people. After half of the female members were deducted, Gongxi Qiu in front of him should be one of the remaining people? Qi Shan was thinking, and Gongxi Qiu was also looking at him.
Gong Xichou said bluntly: "Qi Zhongshu is good at disguising himself. This skin is probably not your original appearance, right?"
Praying for good will naturally not be recognized in public.
Gong Xiqiu bent his fingers and strokes his sword body, and he hears the crisp sound.
"Speaking of this, the young man who was with Qu Tan at that time was named Shan Qi... It should be read like this, which is very similar to the name of Qi Zhongshu."
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Chapter completed!