Chapter 580: Gong Xi Chou's Choice [Seeking Monthly Tickets]
"Zheng Qiao? Does he even deserve it?"
Gong Xichou's words were laced with deep contempt.
He even said dismissively, "Going solo? No way."
"Don't want it?" Gong Xichou's answer surprised Xun Ding. He sat up straight and pressed, "Why?"
"Because it's troublesome."
“…Troublesome?” Xun Ding almost stammered.
"Isn't it troublesome to be your own lord?" Gong Xi Chou looked at him with a "you are still too young" expression. "I have no interest in fame and fortune. I only want to make a name for myself to find my elder brother and attract more and stronger martial artists to come and challenge me, so that my days will not be so boring."
Gong Xichou's purpose has always been very simple.
so--
Going it alone is impossible.
It's highly unlikely I'll ever work alone in my lifetime.
He knew all too well how troublesome it was to manage a team.
Not only does it require countless hours, manpower, and resources, but it also involves recruiting people, scheming against others, and balancing conflicts and interpersonal relationships among subordinates. The greater the power, the more considerations one has. Does he really want to do whatever he wants, however he pleases?
It's like a dream.
Just thinking about these things gives him a headache.
Gong Xichou knew himself well: "I am a born martial artist. My uncle also said that I am a martial arts prodigy, one in ten thousand. I am destined to be born for fighting, not for the battlefield. It is not an evenly matched battle, but a one-sided massacre."
He didn't blush at all when he said that.
It perfectly embodies what Versailles is all about.
He was captivated by the sensation of power clashing and exploding, and reveled in the unparalleled exhilaration of hovering between life and death. Compared to these, life and death, victory and defeat, were mere burdens to be discarded. If he were to become a lord, could he still be so willful and indifferent to victory, defeat, life, and death?
His subordinates are likely to suffer heart attacks.
Furthermore, he genuinely disliked those tedious and bureaucratic paperwork tasks. He would rather unleash his martial arts skills and fight his way through the battlefield for seven days and seven nights than sit at a desk dealing with paperwork for seven quarters of an hour. He'd rather just kill him outright.
Xun Ding: "..."
Gong Xichou asked him, "Raising your weapon against them is boring. Can you get pleasure from a one-sided massacre?"
Too weak, boring.
Xun Ding: "..."
He frowned: "...Of course not."
But that's not the point of fighting a war.
He had never seen anyone like Gong Xichou.
They clearly have the means to go it alone, but they just don't want to.
What no one expected was that Gong Xi Chou had such a naive side: "If you don't want to do things yourself, then you have to obey others. With your temper, can you tolerate others telling you what to do? If you become too powerful and overshadow your master in the future, they will discard you after you have served your purpose. How will you protect yourself then?"
Gong Xichou said, "Finding my brother is enough."
Xun Ding didn't react for a moment.
“Once I find my brother, I can retire gracefully. If I feel like fighting again, I'll go after whoever's famous. I can stay in the clan area... take care of A-Lai's future children, and play with my brother's kids... Isn't that more interesting than scheming and fighting?”
According to the customs of the Gongxi people, the maternal uncle is responsible for raising his sisters' children, while the maternal uncle's children are raised by the mother's brothers. He doesn't know when he will master martial arts, or whether he will have a woman by his side in the future; he will most likely remain a bachelor.
Raising Ah Lai's child is enough for him to play with.
After saying that, he noticed Xun Ding's stunned and foolish look and laughed heartily: "The Gongxi clan is a reclusive clan by nature. What's so strange about them liking to live in seclusion? If it weren't for the changes in the clan, who would want to go outside? Where outside can you find a place as peaceful and comfortable as the clan's territory? I just want to live in seclusion with my brother... Admittedly, it is very vast, but there is still no place for me, Gongxi Chou..."
The last sentence is inexplicably sad.
Gong Xichou was different from his father, Ji Mocan.
Ji Mo Can, with the world on his mind, couldn't stand the chaos outside and actively engaged in worldly affairs, only to end up in a sorry state. Gong Xi Chou, however, was different. He only wanted to stay peacefully in his clan's territory, with his people. What did the lives of the common people matter to him?
He only cares about his family.
He only has these few relatives left.
Seeing this, Xun Ding stopped trying to persuade him. He knew very well that Gongxi Chou had a strong purpose; his return to the world was solely for fame and to find his brother, so further persuasion would be useless. Xun Ding mentally reviewed several familiar goals.
"So, who are you planning to make famous with?"
For others, making a name for themselves is not an easy task.
But Gong Xichou was already a fifteenth-rank junior master at a young age. What does it mean to be a fifteenth-rank junior master at this age?
It should be noted that in the two hundred years since the descent of the Thief Star, there were only three recorded Marquises of the twentieth rank, and only a little over a thousand people of the fifteenth rank or above with known names. If we include those who were not recorded or whose records were lost, this group would be at most a little over two thousand people.
Gong Xichou has been shortlisted.
He is still in his prime, a period of rapid growth in strength.
He could be overwhelmed with olive branches if he wanted to.
Gong Xichou shook his head: "No target for now."
Xun Ding: "Gu Ren?"
Gong Xichou: "You're so talkative and noisy."
Gu Ren's youngest sworn brother was also a victim of Gu worms, and Gong Xi Chou would easily recall the pain of his clan's extermination whenever he saw him...
Xun Ding then asked, "Wu Xian?"
Gong Xichou picked at his ear: "He's easily swayed, so annoying."
He had fought with one of Wu Xian's warriors, I think his name was Zhao Feng? Gong Xichou had made enemies with them, so going over there would be awkward. He'd heard Wu Xian was easily swayed and surrounded by a bunch of arrogant, incompetent noblemen; would he really want to go looking for trouble?
Xun Ding: "Zhang He?"
Gong Xichou blew on his little finger: "I don't like it."
If it weren't for Zhang He, the clan's sacred artifact would have been found long ago. How come we still haven't found a single clue? Humph!
Xun Ding: "Huang Lie?"
Before Gongxi Chou could answer, he said, "I've heard that Huang Lie has a sizable force of heavy shield warriors under his command, whose fighting strength should not be underestimated."
Upon hearing the name, Gong Xichou seemed to recall something and gave a cold laugh: "This thing will die a horrible death sooner or later."
Xun Ding then asked a few more people.
Gong Xichou disliked them all.
The only person I like—
Xun Ding: "Shen Tang?"
Gong Xichou first curled the corners of his lips, and Xun Ding thought there was a chance, but who knew that he would say: "Mama is certainly good, but she is also the last one to choose. If I encounter a strong opponent, she will compete with me for her, and how will I make a name for myself? Besides, she has not fought any battles in the past two years... If a martial artist has no battles to fight, what else is left but training troops? If she also makes me do chores, how boring would that be?"
In fact, the first person he ruled out was Shen Tang.
It completely conflicts with his needs.
Gu Ren and the others are all more suitable than her.
Xun Ding complained: "...You're really hard to please..."
Gong Xiqiu selectively ignored his complaints, rested his chin on his hand, racked his brains, and suddenly had an inspiration: "If we're going to look for something, we should look for those with little power, those that are unstable, and those that are on the verge of collapse. The weaker they are, the more they can demonstrate our strength."
Xun Ding stared in disbelief: "...A dignified fifteenth-rank junior official like yourself comes to our door seeking refuge, aren't you afraid of scaring people half to death?"
"Who says you're surrendering? It's just helping the other side gain a foothold and expand their influence, and then taking the money and leaving once their goal is achieved."
"Take...take the money???" Xun Ding's voice rose.
Gong Xichou: "Otherwise what? Fight for free? Rebuilding the clan's land will cost real money, and raising Alai's children will also cost money! After the clan is wiped out, the clan's land and property will be almost gone. How will our future generations eat without ancestral property?"
We need to accumulate ancestral property for future generations of our clan.
Gong Xichou was surprised by Xun Ding's naivety and asked, "Did your father raise you on the northwest wind?"
The saying goes, "The poor study literature, the rich study martial arts." Under normal circumstances, every inch of muscle in a martial arts master's body is built with countless amounts of money and food.
Xun Ding opened his mouth, but could not refute it.
He finally understood Gongxi Chou's plan.
"You mean... you take money to fight for others, and once you achieve your goal, you move on to another organization to take money and continue fighting, relying on this method to make a name for yourself? Aren't you afraid of being criticized by outsiders as a slave to multiple families?"
He wanted to shake the water out of Gong Xichou's brain.
Think clearly!!!
Gongxi Chou was displeased: "How did this matter of a settled transaction involve servants? Taking money to solve someone's problem is not selling oneself. Scholars and warriors serve one master, but ultimately it's all about making a living. They eat at one place, and I just eat at a few different places to test the waters. If I'm unhappy, I can change my diet. Does that make me a servant of multiple masters? There's no logic to that..."
Xun Ding: "..."
Gong Xichou asked, "Don't you get tired of eating at only one place?"
Xun Ding: "..."
This isn't a question of whether it's cloying or not.
He finally understood that Gong Xi Chou had no integrity whatsoever.
Xun Ding thought it was just Gong Xi Chou going crazy, but he never expected that he would also have something to do with himself.
Forced buying and selling, without any reason.
Xun Ding protested: "The mighty demon of Minfeng County... how can I sell myself for gold and silver... I am..."
Is he the kind of man you can get with money?
Gong Xichou said calmly, "He is my defeated opponent."
Adding insult to injury: "Defeated opponents are worthless."
We hired Gongxi Chou, and Xun Ding was added as an extra.
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Ah Nian wouldn't go looking for Tang Mei at this point, and his reasoning is consistent with his character. Even if he did, it would be to fight or exchange ideas about music and art, because in his view, they're a mismatch.
P.S.: Today's is a bit short, I'll try to make it longer tomorrow.
P.S.: So many friends have started new books lately! Bao Bao Zi has also started a new book, "Apocalyptic Pregnant Mom Survives with Infinite Resources." It seems to be a return to her forte: raising a child in the apocalypse. If you like this type of book, you can skip over and check it out.
(End of this chapter)
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