That night, Gong Xichao had already reached a very high position, but he still failed.
Sitting alone on a tree branch, his golden eyes gazed at the illuminated room in the courtyard. It wasn't until much later that the door opened wide, and a drunken Lu Cijiu and Dou Qinglan supported each other as they returned to their respective rooms.
The main door of the house opens, closes, and shuts.
The master bedroom light came on and then went off.
Lu Cijiu should be asleep.
Gong Xichao thought so.
Then he noticed a soft glow in the dark room. It was the night-shining pearl. He had given it to Lu Cijiu, and Lu Cijiu had kept it in a drawer. He took it out tonight. Was Lu Cijiu thinking of him too?
Gong Xichao's golden pupils lit up with joy, but he quickly realized that even if Lu Cijiu missed him, he only thought of him as his son.
The wind-dried golden feathers on Peng's body drooped down again.
We can't just let it go like this.
Gong Xichao thought for less than a second, raised his arms and flew off in another direction.
In the bedroom, Lu Cijiu held the night pearl and murmured to himself, "Please don't stay away from me." Then he fell asleep drunkenly.
On the other side, in Kyoto, at Sanqi's home.
Sanqi lived in a separate, heavily guarded compound within the military compound. His children, now married and living away from home, would only visit him and his wife on weekends.
It was eleven o'clock in the evening when Sang Qi just returned home. A special department had been set up recently, and a new department charter had to be drafted. Various parties heard the news and wanted to get a piece of the pie, causing a lot of trouble. To Sang Qi, they were all trivial matters with ulterior motives.
But I used these little things to test his attitude.
He was originally in charge of the troops and knew what those people were worried about. If he took over the special department, his status would rise sharply and all parties would be wary and jealous of him.
Arrived home late at night.
"You're very tired. Have a cup of tea." Mrs. Sang handed over the hot tea.
Sang Qi took it but didn't drink it. He held it in his hand. After a few seconds, he said, "Why are you waiting for me again? Go to sleep first. It's nothing serious."
"It's the little things that bother us," said Mrs. Sand.
Sanqi didn't say anything, but his wife had been with him for so many years, and even if he didn't mention any work secrets, she could guess something.
"It would be great if Mr. Gong could come forward." Sang Qi sighed.
He was at the center of power, and even if he had no desire to seize it, outsiders didn't believe him. The establishment of a special department was beneficial to national security and harmony, and it was difficult for him to lead it. If the demons scattered among the people heard that a human was the leader of the special department, they probably wouldn't come out and would just lie dormant.
And human nature is even more complicated.
Sanzi's original intention was good, but he was afraid that this department would eventually become a knife in the power struggle.
"It's a pity that Mr. Gong says he doesn't want to." Sang Qi had communicated with Lu Cijiu before, and it was indeed impossible to negotiate there. If Gong Xichao didn't agree, no one could do anything.
The next moment, there was a knock on the door.
The house has good sound insulation, but the voices outside the door seemed to penetrate all obstacles and reach the ears of Sanzi and his wife.
"I, Gong Xichao, open the door."
Sanzi:!!!
Mrs. Sang was also shocked. "It's late at night, and the guards at the door haven't even announced anything."
"That's Mr. Gong." Sang Qi went straight to open the door.
The door opened. Sang Qi was a man who had seen the world, but when he saw Gong Xichao's appearance, he subconsciously became a little wary. The other party was cold all over, with a chill and sharp aura, as if he was ready to destroy something at any time.
Gong Xichao glanced at Sang Qi and said, "I won't hurt anyone."
"Mr. Gong, why are you here so late?" Sang Qi did not deny it. It was even better to get a promise. He calmly invited Gong Xichao to sit in the living room.
Gong Xichao looked depressed and not particularly polite. He didn't even look at Madam Sang. However, Madam Sang poured tea and said thank you, but her tone sounded like she was in a bad mood.
Sanzi knew there was something wrong at first glance.
"Did something happen to Mr. Gong? Or is it about Xiaolu's online incident? Does he need my intervention?" Sang Qi has been very busy recently. He only received the online accusations and insults about Lu Cijiu in the afternoon, but they have been resolved.
Gong Xichao glanced at Sang Qi and asked, "Do you know how to pursue a man?"
Sang Qi, who was holding an old-fashioned teacup, nearly spit out a mouthful of tea and coughed for a long time. Mrs. Sang looked blaming but actually worried and said, "Old Sang, you can still choke, are you okay?"
"You're such a grown-up, but you choked while drinking water, and you still say you can help me." Gong Xichao curled his lips with a tone of disgust.
Sanzi: ...
Maybe I really have no friends to chat with.
The Sang Qi couple became Gong Xichao's tools, specifically listening to everything that happened today. Of course, he would not tell anyone about his narcissistic misunderstanding that Lu Ci was in love with him. Don't even think about it, and he will never tell anyone even if you kill him.
"I like Lu Cijiu and I want to pursue him. He thinks I'm a little childish, but I'm four thousand eight hundred years old. How can I be childish?" Gong Xichao said righteously, defending himself.
Sang Qi is old and a grandfather. When his son was pursuing his daughter-in-law, he, as a father, never gave any advice or asked any questions. Now he has to give advice to men on how to pursue other women.
It's really embarrassing.
Mrs. Sang noticed something. Mr. Gong was said to be old, but it was obvious that he had never been in love and had no experience. So she said in a casual tone, "Are you talking about Xiaolu? I think that kid is a good person. He looks energetic, handsome, kind-hearted, and is good at taking care of children."
Gong Xichao immediately revealed a sense of pride, but remained reserved and restrained, "He is very good."
This would make Gong Xichao happier than directly praising Gong Xichao himself.
Mrs. Sang took the pulse and continued, "It doesn't matter if the partner is a man or a woman. If the partner is outstanding, it's normal for them to be difficult to pursue. Good partners are in high demand, so there's nothing to be afraid of. Isn't that right?"
"I'm also excellent." Gong Xichao raised his chin slightly and said arrogantly, "Excellent and excellent are a perfect match."
Sanzi: ...If it were his son, he would have done the same thing. How dare you be so shameless!
But he restrained himself.
Mrs. Sang smiled and thought that Mr. Gong was quite interesting. He was not like the monster she had imagined, with a hideous face and a twisted and weird personality. He was very straightforward and said whatever he wanted.
"You are excellent, but relationships require mutual understanding. I don't think Xiaolu is the type to fall in love at first sight. He seems more suited to falling in love over time. Only by getting to know you slowly and understanding each other can he realize how good you are."
"We've been eating and sleeping together for a long time." Gong Xichao said this, his pride not allowing him to say that Lu Cijiu treated him like a son. His face was calm and he said, "He thinks I'm childish. Am I childish?"
This is simply a death sentence.
Sanqi gulped down his water, and Mrs. San changed the subject and asked, "Do you have a job?"
"I'll be his assistant." Gong Xichao thought about it and it didn't really count. It was just like the four kids were Taoist children, who actually just ate, drank and had fun. Of course, he was still much more useful than the four.
Mrs. Sang said, "You and Xiaolu are inseparable. All your focus is on Xiaolu. If you're too close, he won't be able to see your good qualities. As for a man, you can't push him too hard. You have to make him see your importance and indispensability, and at the same time, you have to make him turn his friendship into love."
"Yes, it's friendship turning into love." Gong Xichao nodded seriously.
It is definitely not a love affair with the son.
Mrs. Sang said, "Xiao Gong, let me tell you, you and Xiao Lu already have a foundation for love, but now it's time to distance yourself. You can't keep clinging to each other. He thinks you're childish. Go back to work and let him see your manly side. Do you have any work experience before?"
"Sleep, fight, fight, sleep." Gong Xichao didn't care about Mrs. Sang calling him 'Xiao Gong'. He felt that he had found the way and that he had come to the right place tonight.
It’s also said on TV that successful men are very attractive.
Mrs. Sang: “Fighting.”
"I have an ancient divine vein that has been invincible for 4,800 years, and I am at the quasi-saint level." Gong Xichao focused on showing his strength, "I am not weak. There are many things in my Qiankun bag, and I can give them all to Lu Cijiu."
Mrs. Sang ignored the introductions and continued to chat with the younger generation about love in a friendly manner. She smiled and said, "What matters between couples is surprises. It's a little romance from time to time. You can't give everything at once. That's like throwing things at someone. You should give little by little. Give Xiaolu surprises during the New Year and other holidays. It will last longer and better."
"You're right." Gong Xichao was a good student. After thinking for a moment, he turned to look at Sang Qi and said, "Didn't you say I'll be the head of the special department? I'll take it."
The gay relationship issue that had been giving Sanqi a headache for more than half a month was finally resolved.
Madam Sang smiled, her intentions concealed, and nodded, saying, "That's how it should be. I wish you and Xiaolu can be together soon."
"Thank you, you're a nice person." Gong Xichao said, and then he casually took out a bright night pearl in his palm, "A thank you gift."
Mrs. Sang had seen good things before, but this bead was so beautiful, so white and lustrous without being glaring.
But it’s not easy to ask for.
Just about to refuse.
With a snap of fingers, the room fell into darkness, and the bead emitted a soft light.
"Use it as a light bulb." Gong Xichao casually placed the beads on the table. The light came on, and he stood up and said as if it were his own room, "Which one is my bedroom? I want to sleep and go to work with you tomorrow."
Mr. and Mrs. Sanzi: ...
The night pearls turned out to be rent and relationship consultation fees.
That night, Sang Qi fell asleep with mixed feelings, thinking that no matter how the process was resolved, Gong Xichao agreed to take over the special department, which was much better.
In fact, he was thinking too much.
Early the next morning.
The aunt at home made breakfast. After breakfast, Gong Xichao had a weak appetite and felt that nothing was as delicious as what Lu Cijiu made. But in order to be with Lu Cijiu as soon as possible, Gong Xichao restrained the idea of going back to the courtyard to have breakfast.
Hold on.
Sang Qi sent a message to his assistant, so after he and Gong Xichao went over, everyone who had a say was there. Actually, there weren't many people, only four including Sang Qi, but they had different forces behind them and their say was very important, so they kept arguing.
On the desk.
Gong Xichao sat directly in the main seat.
Sanzi: ...
Others: ...
But no one could grasp Gong Xichao's strength. Even if it was Kunpeng, that was only Sang Qi's statement. No one had seen Gong Xichao's true body. Although Gong Xichao took out the dragon scales and gave them to Qingyang Temple, no one could find out whether it was real or fake.
Then the other three had kind faces, some serious faces, some with black and white faces, and some even practiced Tai Chi.
"Who will run the department?" Gong Xichao sneered as he watched the meeting progress. "Since it's the Monster Department, I'm the boss and I'm in charge."
Sanqi remained silent. The other three were restless, but they didn't question him. Instead, they said that since they had surrendered to the country and were part of it, they couldn't act alone. They meant they couldn't let the monsters take care of everything.
Gong Xichao was heartbroken. He hadn’t eaten the dinner made by Lu Cijiu this morning, and he slept in the bed without Lu Cijiu last night. Anyway, he hadn’t seen Lu Cijiu for a whole day!!!
Very unhappy.
"Are you sure?" Gong Xichao said coldly.
"Mr. Gong, there's no need to threaten us. Let's sit down and talk it over."
The next moment, the person sitting in the main seat disappeared. Outside the glass window, a golden roc stared coldly at the people inside. "Don't you want to see Kunpeng?"
Sang Qi: "Don't, Mr. Gong——"
"General Sang, none of us have ever seen Kunpeng. Let's see him firsthand."
"Yes, it's a pleasure to see it."
The three tried to stop Sang Qi and dissuade him, but in fact they couldn't.
The bird outside the window has grown larger. Do the other three think this is all? This is too untrue—
Covering the sky and the sun.
Almost instantly, the bird disappeared outside the window. It was nine o'clock in the morning, and the sun was shining brightly today. Slowly, people at work, at school, indoors, and outdoors all looked up at the sky.
"Hey, why is the sun gone?"
"Is it dark?"
"It's suddenly so dark."
The darkness began as a circle, then expanded rapidly and violently. Within a few minutes, the sun had disappeared from the sky over Kyoto, plunging it into darkness.
Four people in the office, including Sanzi, knew what was going on.
It is a Peng bird.
I don't know how many thousands of miles the back of Peng is.
But the authenticity of the Kunpeng that Zhuang Zhou saw and wrote "Xiao Yao You" is unknown. Some say: "It's only a few thousand miles away..."
Soon the phone rang.
Half of Kyoto lost sunlight and fell into darkness, and the scope was expanding.
Kyoto covers an area of more than 1,600 square kilometers.
"How big is Kunpeng?" someone asked in a trembling voice.
No one answered.
Sanqi was so angry that his face turned blue.
Panic has set in, with residents calling the police and radio stations. What's going on? Is this the end of the world? Suddenly, the sun has gone out. Will the sun ever come out again?
Darkness breeds many dark thoughts.
After Sang Qi reported to his superiors, he sent out urgent messages, which were broadcasted in turns, explaining that today was a rare solar eclipse that only happens once in a century, and that the situation would soon recover. Citizens did not need to panic, but should stay where they were and try not to move to avoid being squeezed.
This incident spread widely.
When people couldn't find the answer, they subconsciously searched on Weibo for #京都天暗了#, #京都太阳无了#, etc.
Far away in Cloud City.
Shanhai Shelter.
Lu Cijiu had a hangover last night and drank too much. He woke up late this morning with a headache and a dry throat. It was already past eight o'clock. The kids were still hungry and hadn't eaten breakfast, so they quickly got up, washed their faces, and made dinner.
I went to the kitchen and saw Cheng Ge cleaning up.
"I can tell you and Xiaodou don't drink much." Zhou Cheng hadn't drunk much last night. He'd just started socializing and had developed a good alcohol tolerance. He said, "Don't worry. I made porridge and fried eggs. Dalong and the others had breakfast. I told them you weren't feeling well and wanted to sleep. The children checked on you and then tiptoed with Hu Sanniang to the backyard to check on the vegetable garden."
It is usually playtime, but the cubs are worried about Jiujiu and just want to work.
"I made some porridge, you can drink some to feel better." Zhou Cheng washed his hands, served a bowl of porridge and handed it over.
The porridge was still warm. Lu said goodbye, thanked him, drank a sip, and said, "Brother Gong hasn't come back yet?"
"Well. I didn't see it." Zhou Cheng said.
The porridge in Lu Cijiu's hand no longer smelled good. After a while, the cubs came back. When they heard the chirping sound, they showed their four little faces.
"Chirp, are you okay?"
"Is Jiujiu sick?"
"Jiujiu, you're not feeling well, you need to get more sleep."
Lu Cijiu cheered up and said with a smile, "I'm fine after drinking the porridge. Thank you." He coaxed the kids and Hu Sanniang to go to the kindergarten to play.
Dalong was walking at the end. Dadada came back and said, "Jiujiu, don't be angry with your uncle."
"No, uncle has something to do, you go and play." Lu Cijiu kissed Dalong.
The big dragon monster felt embarrassed but then became happy again, and ran to catch up with his friends.
As soon as the children left, Dou Qinglan's room erupted in a thud, as if someone had fallen off the bed. Dou Qinglan's hair soon blew up, and she held her phone and said, "Brother Lu, this is bad! Kyoto has fallen. Was this done by Brother Gong?"
He handed the phone to Lu Cijiu.
#Kyoto is dark#
At 9:03 AM today in Kyoto, darkness first fell in the XX district, depriving it of sunlight. Then it quickly spread, and the entire city has been in darkness for seven minutes. An official statement is a rare sight...
Lu Cijiu thought to himself, no, Gong Xichao would not do that.
Gong Xichao knows his limits.
Dou Qinglan: "People who are heartbroken really have no rationality, let alone someone as strong as Brother Gong. He won't drag the whole city into it, right?"
"What are you thinking about?" Zhou Cheng saw that Lu Cijiu looked unhappy and explained, "If Gong Xichao was angry, he should have beaten you to death first. You bought the gift."
Dou Qinglan: ...My life is over.
Lu Cijiu held his phone tightly, refreshing his Weibo post over and over again to see the latest news. Two minutes later, someone posted a new Weibo post: Thank God, we finally saw the sun. My wife was scared and cried just now. She hugged me and asked if the world was coming. I comforted her and said no, but I was still unsure. It was too scary.
I finally saw the sun. A few minutes seemed like a long time. To be honest, I was very scared at that time. I imagined all kinds of doomsday and was afraid that zombies would jump out from the corner at any time. Fortunately, the light came back. I was very depressed at first, but now I want to live well.
Ahhh, I saw the sun. It was so great. I really cried. I was scared to death.
…
People in Kyoto expressed their feelings on Weibo, crying tears of joy as if they had survived a disaster.
Lu Cijiu's heart finally relaxed.
Gong Xichao is just trying to scare people and won't do anything serious.
Kyoto.
In the conference room.
Gong Xichao straightened his clothes, sat in the main seat, and said indifferently: "Everyone, do you still have any objections now? Raise them, and I can consider them."
There are two more people in the office this time, both of whom are important figures.
No one answered. The "change" that had just happened less than ten minutes ago had caused an uproar in Kyoto. It would take a lot of effort to calm this incident, give an official and credible answer, and guide public opinion.
But no matter what, no one dared to blame Gong Xichao.
One reason was that the other party was the real Kunpeng, the legendary Kunpeng, who had already made them anxious just by changing his original form. On the other hand, someone just wanted to test Gong Xichao and deliberately let the other party go.
Then they should pay the price.
The people sitting here were under the pressure of Gong Xichao. No one spoke, not knowing what to say, out of fear. Only Sang Qi spoke.
"Mr. Gong can be fully responsible for the management of the special department, but it must abide by the agreement between humans and monsters, and has the responsibility to protect national security. This clause means that if there are local monsters or foreign non-scientific forces, the special department must also send employees to assist." Sanzi took out the agreement.
He prepared for more than half a month and thought of every aspect.
Special departments are not chips or guns in anyone's hands. They can provide monsters with a living environment, but they must also fulfill their responsibilities to the country.
As Sanqi read out the items one by one, everyone present knew that this piece of fat meat could not be swallowed.
In fact, having just witnessed Gong Xichao's power, he dared not swallow it again. This is a hot potato, so it's better to throw it away.
"...Okay." Gong Xichao agreed.
He knew setting up this department would be troublesome.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and at the same time, they admired Sang Qi for having the guts to raise his opinion at this time. Actually, Sang Qi couldn't hold it back, but thinking about seeing Gong Xichao worried about love last night, he felt no different from an ordinary young man, so he just gave it a try.
Gong Xichao wouldn't beat him to death anyway.
"Where is the department located?" Gong Xichao asked.
Sanzi: ...It's obvious that this person doesn't want a long-distance relationship.
Everyone started talking about Kyoto, it was built in Kyoto, there is blah blah here.
"Yuncheng," Sang Qi said calmly, facing the question marks of his colleagues. "Yuncheng has beautiful scenery and a sparse population density, which is more suitable for the development of special departments."
Everyone thought so too. They would be busy for a while today. If the department was established in the future and some monster appeared and caused a big scene, Kyoto would not be able to have peace and would be in the gossip headlines all day long.
"It still needs to be built. A temporary department will be placed in Kyoto first. Mr. Gong can recruit staff." Sang Qi saw that Gong Xichao was not happy. Thinking of his wife's words, he slowly said: "The distance is temporary."
Gong Xichao understood instantly.
Too.
They had a fight yesterday and he ran away from home. Now he goes back and works in the shelter every day. Does he still have any face left?
"Okay." He agreed happily.
The general direction was set, and with Gong Xichao around, no one dared to risk their lives. Things were quickly settled, but in the entire department, apart from the temporary staff seconded by Sang Qi, there was only Gong Xichao as the director.
On this day, Gong Xichao stretched and said, "It's time to get off work. I'm going home."
Borrowed employees: ???
"Minister Gong, do you need a car to take you there?"
"No, I'll fly back. Will you be at work tomorrow at nine?"
Even though he knew the minister was not human, he was still shocked when he heard Fei Hui.
"yes."
Nine to five, two days off. Great. Gong Xichao didn't find the work too tedious.
On the first day of becoming a corporate slave, Minister Gong got off work.
Finally able to reclaim the shelter.
Minister Gong was very happy. He nodded to his employees and disappeared into the office.
Cloud City Shelter.
Lu Cijiu was making lunch. Cheng Ge had made breakfast and lunch. He was distracted and had no mood to cook. He wondered if Gong Xichao had taken up residence in Kyoto and would come back in the future. And he wondered if he would be arrested.
He made several calls, including to General Sang, but no one answered.
The yard door creaked.
Lu Cijiu was picking vegetables and thinking about something, so he didn't hear anything. Then he heard a familiar cough at the kitchen door.
Gong Xichao is back?
Lu Cijiu's eyes lit up and he looked towards the door.
"I'm off work." Gong Xichao said in a heavy tone.
Lu Cijiu was confused: "You're at work? So soon?" He made such a big fuss in the morning after just one day. He imagined that he went to visit Gong Xichao who sang Tears Behind Bars. He didn't expect that not only was nothing wrong, but he even had a job?
"What job?"
Gong Xichao was waiting for this sentence, and said domineeringly: "That is the minister."
Lu Cijiu: ...The long-lost feeling of pretending to be cool is back.
How do I say I still miss it a little?
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