Chapter 471: Adopted Daughter, Adopted Sister [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
"Come?"
The woman silently recited it.
Gong Xichou laughed and said, "You are the future of my clan."
The woman's brows relaxed: "Is Gongxi coming?"
When Gong Xiqiu heard the woman call out "Gong Xilai," his expression froze for a moment. He had no intention of having the woman change her surname. Even within the maternal clan, there was a principle of "not changing one's name when traveling, nor one's surname when sitting," unless there were special circumstances that prevented such a change.
"Are you really planning to abandon your old name?"
The woman's face paled slightly, and she lowered her head to avoid Gong Xichou's gaze: "Yes, yes, if the general feels that I am not worthy of his place..."
“That’s not what I meant. I should thank you for your willingness to change your surname to Gongxi.” Gongxi Chou was always patient with women. “Thank you.”
Woman, now is Gongxilai.
"Ah Lai, come with me."
He thought for a moment, then took the woman to his study.
Gong Xilai followed as instructed.
Then she saw Gong Xiqiu crouching down, her rear end sticking out, rummaging through the messy room. She didn't come to the study often, but every time she did, it was so chaotic that there was nowhere to step. Official documents and books were scattered everywhere, except for the box in the corner engraved with the clan's crest, which was clean.
Under Gong Xilai's puzzled gaze, Gong Xichou finally found a thick scroll of family genealogy at the bottom of the box. He placed it on the desk, unfolded it, and silently picked up his brush with a smile in his eyes. Below his mother's name and next to himself, he wrote the three characters "Gong Xilai".
He said, "I should have given you a proper status long ago. I'll recognize you as my goddaughter on behalf of my mother, and you can be my god-sister, how about that?"
This unexpected joy made Gong Xilai unable to contain his happiness, and it also somewhat eased the hidden worries that had been weighing on his heart.
Looking at the three words whose ink was still wet.
Her eyes were filled with tears, and she nodded emphatically.
For the first time, Gongxi Chou spoke to her about his maternal clan, which was now also her maternal clan: "Our Gongxi clan's ancestor committed a serious crime more than two hundred years ago and should have been exiled as a whole. Afterwards, we met a benefactor, and you must remember this benefactor well. It was this benefactor who led the clan members who had suffered heavy casualties due to the exile to find a stable place for them to live and multiply."
Gong Xilai listened attentively.
"What is this benefactor's name?"
Gong Xichou shook his head: "The clan records don't mention it, only that this person is handsome and refined, with a charming and romantic nature, and whose gender is hard to discern. He possesses divine abilities and is the third son in his family. My benefactor also predicted that in the near future, a thief star that will change the course of the continent will descend upon the world..."
The history of the Thieves is known to almost every child, with different versions in different places, though they are all similar.
Gong Xilai heard his wet nurse talk about this a lot when he was a child.
"Is our benefactor really that powerful?"
Unexpectedly, the Gongxi clan has a complicated history with the Thief Star.
Gong Xichou nodded: "According to the clan records, our benefactor went on a long journey after his death. When he returned, he brought back a sacred object that our clan has guarded for generations. If you ever have the chance to see that coffin, you must bring it back to the clan's territory to continue to worship it."
"Sigh, I don't expect you to be able to hold on, A-Lai."
"Right now, preserving ourselves is the most important thing."
"There are some secret strategies that are not passed down to outsiders in the clan's territory. I've hidden them away. You can dig them up later. Once you find a suitable husband and have children, you can let your children learn from them. After several generations, when the family is large and prosperous, there will always be a few with good talents. At that time, you can protect the sacred object properly. If your benefactor comes to fulfill his promise, just have his descendants burn a copy to inform us."
Gong Xilai nodded to indicate that he had made a note of it.
"And then? What happened to your benefactor?"
Gong Xichou said, "He passed away peacefully and disappeared into the heavens. Before his death, he instructed our ancestors to cremate his body, and cremation has become a funeral custom passed down through generations of our clan. Speaking of cremation, I don't know if I have the fortune to have it. It is said that only when the body is cremated can the soul completely break free from its shackles and return to the embrace of the gods. By the way, my benefactor also left a handwritten letter, saying that he would return one day to retrieve the sacred object. My benefactor would not lie."
Speaking of sacred objects, they were a thorn in his side.
The investigation had yielded no progress over the years. The clues he had obtained from Zhang He had simply vanished without a trace. He had thought he could retrieve the sacred artifact before he could take his revenge...
Our clan precepts teach that everything should be done with reverence for sacred objects.
But he couldn't do it.
Between the hatred of his clan's annihilation and the sacred artifact, he chose the former, even if disobeying clan precepts meant being abandoned by the gods and having nowhere for his soul to rest after death, he had no regrets. His only consolation was that now that Gong Xilai was here, he could at least give his ancestors some closure.
Thinking of this, he felt even more guilty towards Gong Xilai: "This matter is of great importance, and entrusting it to you is really putting you in a difficult position."
"That sacred object is now..."
Gong Xichou said with a dark face, "It's lost."
Gong Xilai said, "I have a question."
"Go ahead and ask."
Gong Xilai tactfully changed his form of address: "I have heard you tell me about the plight of our clan, which has led to the decline of our population. So—shouldn't you take more wives and concubines and add more children to your family? If you had done so years ago, your children would be ready to go to war with you now. Your children will surely be able to carry on your aspirations."
She's definitely much more reliable than a step-sister who came along halfway through life.
Gong Xichou: "..."
Is it okay to ask this kind of question?
I have a strange feeling that I've heard this somewhere before.
He said irritably, "I told you long ago that I practiced a virgin's skill, and I must remain chaste until I master it. Besides, my clan doesn't practice the practice of having wives and concubines; we choose one person to stay with until death. I don't want to be beaten by my clan members after I die; they really know how to beat people."
The other parents are just bluffing; they'll actually do it.
His uncle also said...
Women won't do, and men won't do either.
Beauty can hinder spiritual practice; it is a despicable obstacle!
Gong Xilai: "???"
Seeing that she still didn't understand, he asked, "Do you have any doubts?"
"Yes. When my younger sister was still a young lady, she read many books in the market to pass the time, and she was very curious about something—" Gong Xilai looked at his new brother's handsome and beautiful face and asked, "How do martial artists determine whether a person is a virgin or not?"
Gong Xichou: "..."
Gong Xilai was younger than him, but having spent many years in the world of brothels, his theoretical knowledge far surpassed that of a hundred Gong Xiqiu combined: "If a boy is a first ejaculator, he'll usually be able to 'ride' at the age of thirteen or fourteen..."
Gong Xilai asked a question that came from the depths of his soul.
"Is sexual intercourse between a man and a woman the only way to lose one's virginity?"
Gong Xichou repeated: "...My uncle said that before one's skill is fully developed, one should not get close to beautiful women, and should remain chaste, neither men nor women are allowed."
He blinked innocently, then nodded firmly.
"That's what my uncle said."
"You don't know, he remained a bachelor until his death."
"It must be because his skill level is still insufficient..."
“My talent is far superior to his, and I have divine protection…” Gong Xichou unconsciously gripped the fabric on his knees, tightening and loosening it repeatedly, his brows furrowing in confusion. Finally, he said with a firm expression, “That’s exactly the reason.”
Uncle can't be wrong!
Gong Xilai: "..."
For some reason, I felt that this uncle I had never met was unreliable, and the general seemed too easy to fool.
Gong Xichou said, "Besides, my martial arts skills have indeed improved rapidly over the years—"
It's clear that the uncle wasn't lying.
He has never been interested in men or women, mainly for two reasons.
Firstly, the young women outside were simply not to his liking; they were all too delicate and weak, lacking the imposing presence of the sisters in his clan who could chase him across three mountains, and they didn't share much in common. Secondly, if he wanted revenge, he needed greater strength.
Getting close to beautiful women would delay his cultivation progress.
Moreover, if one is so focused on revenge, why invite such a tragic fate and leave an innocent woman to suffer in the world?
If he really did that, given the temperament of his clansmen, they would definitely not forgive him, and Gongxi Chou would also look down on him.
Gong Xilai neither confirmed nor denied this.
She looked carefully at the names on the family tree.
I was surprised to find that the surnames on the list were a bit strange.
For other members of the tribe, the names of their partners are mostly left blank. If any are filled in, they are either Gongxi or Jimo.
Surprisingly, there is no third surname.
At a glance, there are about ten people with the surname Jimo.
The man next to Gong Xichou's mother also had the surname Jimo.
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The male lead is still too young. Let him stay in the mountains and continue wearing open-crotch pants until he's grown up and tender enough to be juicy and tender before he comes out.
Let the surname and origin appear briefly.
(End of this chapter)
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