sbdcsierra Chapter 334 Who says children can’t be heroes?
Chapter 334 Who says children can’t be heroes?
The guards who went out to fight at the palace gate returned one after another.
There were seriously injured but no casualties. Countless spoils of war were brought back and dozens of prisoners were captured. It can be said that this was a great victory.
The Tianchuan Festival on the 20th day of the first lunar month is a festival when people commemorate Nuwa who repaired the sky and saved mankind. People hope for good weather, flourishing of all things, good harvests, and peace and happiness.
The Gong family chose this day to hold a memorial ceremony in front of the tombs of the victims of the ten-year catastrophe.
As the main force in the battle, Zhang Xueming captured the bamboo shooter and was invited to watch the ceremony.
Gong Hongyu and Gong Liushang, who had difficulty moving, were also carried to the scene.
The guards camp at the back mountain, including the wounded, were all present at the scene.
The scene was solemn and dignified, but Gong Ziyu was not in the right state of mind the whole time.
Gong Shangjiao did not invite him to the high-level pre-war meeting, but Qianshan Green Jade Servant lived in the guard camp with ordinary guards. The large-scale personnel transfer could not be hidden from the four palace guards who were not on duty.
Yugong guards reported the news to Gong Ziyu and Gong Hongyu. For some strange reason, the father and son pretended not to know since Gong Shangjiao did not send anyone to inform them, and suppressed the news.
When Dian Zhu, who looked like a human pig, was dragged to the front by his hair, Gong Ziyu, who was standing in the front row, was so scared that he immediately took a step back, revealing an expression of fear and resistance without disguising it.
Even though Gong Zishang was afraid of such a bloody scene, he just held Zhang Xueming's hand tightly and gritted his teeth to persevere.
Everyone saw it and had their own thoughts.
With the beheading of Dianzhu and the leaders and high-ranking officials of various factions, the battle between Gongmen and Wufeng that had lasted for more than 30 years officially came to an end.
Many people burst into tears on the spot.
As soon as the ceremony was over, Gong Ziyu could not wait to urge the guards to carry Gong Hongyu and leave with him. His face was pale and full of disgust, as if he was eager to escape from hell.
Gong Liushang was unusually silent. He looked deeply at Gong Zishang but said nothing and allowed the jade servant who was guarding him to carry him away.
Gong Zishang watched him go away, his expression neither sad nor happy.
After a while, she wiped her face, and her solemn eyes became lively again. She took Zhang Xueming's arm and said, "Zhao Zhao, come with me to the Shang Palace. I have something good to show you."
Gong Yuanzheng was as alert as a puppy that had sniffed out danger, his ears almost popping out: "What good stuff? I want to see it too!"
Gong Zishang couldn't help laughing when he saw his nervous expression, but he rarely teased him: "Why are you so nervous? I didn't say I wouldn't let you go."
She glanced at Mr. Hua who was following Elder Hua. Mr. Hua immediately left his old father and walked over. He was a little faster and seemed to be staggering. "Miss, what can I do for you?"
Gong Zishang hesitated and asked, "What's wrong with your leg?"
The playboy smiled brightly: "Miss, do you care about me so much? You can tell at a glance. It's nothing serious. I accidentally fell yesterday and pulled a muscle."
Gong Zishang complained with disdain: "Are you the silly and innocent heroine in the storybook? You're still falling on the ground?" Putting aside this little thing, he waved his hand domineeringly: "Let's go to the Shang Palace and show my sister Zhaozhao the results of our hard work during this period of time."
The playboy secretly breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, revealing his big white teeth: "As you command, my lady~"
He failed to control the volume for a moment, and the rippling low tone caught the attention of Elder Xue.
Elder Xue looked at the cheerful figure of Mr. Hua circling around Gong Zishang like a koi fish and couldn't help but frowning: "Old Hua, you should control your son. In public..."
Elder Hua was busy talking to Gong Shangjiao earlier, and only now did he see Young Master Hua's foolish look as he was aroused by love.
The old man had a good record this time and was very happy. He was also more friendly to his son. Unexpectedly, his son said last night that he and Gong Zishang were in love and even announced that he would marry into the family.
He was so angry that he beat his son so hard that he cried for his parents. Now his stupid son, who was still lame, wanted to come over and show his affection...
You can't really beat your son to death, can you?
Looking at the situation, if we delay any longer, something embarrassing might happen. So we should find a chance to tell Gong Shangjiao and prepare to go to the Shang Palace to propose marriage.
Elder Hua turned his face away and coughed dryly: "My children and grandchildren have their own blessings. I am old and can't take care of the affairs of young people."
Elder Xue wanted to spit in his face when he heard him say that: he said he was still young when he asked to go to war, and he said he was too old when he asked him to discipline his son. Where's his face?
Young Master Hua had no idea that Elder Hua was already planning to compromise, and he was still walking there thinking about how to make his own father surrender.
When they arrived at the Shang Palace, Gong Zishang ordered the guards to move a large wooden box out of her study.
She went to the open area in the backyard and asked Hua Gongzi to try out the musket she named "Mountain Destroying" and the fuse-equipped fire bullet she named "Thunder" one by one in front of Zhang Xueming.
The fire gun was fine, Gong Yuanzheng didn't think it was better than his hidden weapons.
If someone pointed something like this at him during a fight, would he still be able to stand still?
joke.
It can be used to deal with minions, but it is only useful against martial arts masters in the first wave, when the opponent can't figure out their details.
The fire bomb is different.
Gong Yuanzheng was shocked by the thunderous sound of the explosion and its power to easily destroy a small hill.
He looked at Gong Zishang with admiration, with a hint of awe in his eyes.
Gong Zishang proudly put his hands on his waist and said, "How is it, are you convinced?"
Gong Yuanzheng nodded heavily: "I accept."
Gong Zishang was very satisfied. He put one hand on his waist and raised the other hand to his mouth, half covering his mouth with the back of his hand, and let out a devilish laugh of "Oh, oh, oh, oh."
The playboy held his face in his hands and looked at her with a silly smile: "My eldest daughter is so amazing~"
Gong Yuanzheng felt disgusted. He moved to Zhang Xueming's side calmly and stroked the goose bumps on his arms through his sleeve.
Gong Zishang was very proud, but said to Zhang Xueming with some regret: "It's a pity that we didn't have enough materials before, and the experiment was not successful until the battle was over..."
Missed the opportunity to make a great appearance.
Zhang Xueming closed the experimental record and smiled, "No, it's not a pity. This operation requires concealment. The noises made by 'Mountain Destroyer' and 'Thunder' are too loud when used. Even if my elder sister succeeded in the experiment before the war, my brother would not use them in this battle."
She patted Gong Zishang's shoulder and whispered in her ear: "Sister's achievements should be shown on a larger battlefield and become the iron fist of justice, so that Dayan's enemies will never dare to invade again. Sister's name should be recorded in history and become a role model for women, so that the world will remember 'Only men can be heroes, so who says that children can't be heroes?'"
Gong Zishang was stunned, then turned to look at the smiling girl, his eyes becoming brighter and brighter.
She didn't ask anything, but just hugged Zhang Xueming tightly, tears streaming down her face, as if she was silently relieved.