Luo Ying said angrily: "Impossible, they can't betray me."

"Of course, at this stage, it's not betrayal. They're just saying some ambiguous things. For example, blaming the court and the government. Later on, they'll start looting the government and betraying the court. As long as the Jiannu can solve their worries, won't everything be fine?"

Xu Jing pointed at a map on the wall and said, "General Luo is well-versed in history. He must know that in the late Northern Song Dynasty, many bandits took to the mountains to survive and lived off the land. We're so close to the Jiannu, do you think they'll transform into Jiannu?"

After all, everything is possible. Ordinary people's needs are simple: three meals a day, enough food to eat, and enough work to support their families. As long as these conditions are met, they will never rebel, and at most they will complain a few times. But the generals are different; they have more ambitious goals. They not only want to have enough food, but also to provide for their families. Ideally, if one person succeeds, everyone else will benefit.

In Dayan, military generals were not valued. Especially when they saw civil officials being promoted while the military generals couldn't even make a penny, who could feel balanced?

At this time, the Jiannu people promised high positions, generous salaries, fine wine and delicious food. Who wouldn't be tempted?

But Luo Ying disagreed. He knew that a life-long friendship was always more real than empty words. "I'm leaving now. See you later."

"I told you, they haven't left yet." Xu Jing sighed, looking helpless. "When will you be more mature?"

Luo Ying was furious. Being despised by the person he hated the most, Luo Ying could not swallow the anger in his heart. He grabbed Jiang Xuqing by the collar and was about to throw him to the ground. Unexpectedly, Jiang Xuqing grabbed his wrist with his backhand, and with the strength of an ox, he could not move. Luo Ying looked at him coldly and glared. "What on earth do you want to do?"

"Go back to your dungeon and I'll take care of the rest."

Luo Ying was about to say something, but Xu Jing covered his mouth. "I'll have the yamen runners deliver all three meals on time, and I'll also attend the Hongmen Banquet you mentioned."

Luo Ying snorted coldly and bit his hand, biting it hard enough to break the skin. Blood gushed out. Looking at his mangled hand, Xu Jing remained unmoved, not even a frown on his face. "Luo Ying, I don't want to stand against you."

"Who wants to listen to a dog official like you barking?"

Luo Ying was about to make a move when he was kicked to the ground. Before he could say anything, he saw a frail scholar taking out a bundle of ropes from somewhere and tying him up tightly.

Does Jiang Xuqing have martial arts skills?

No, he was a famous and cold-faced general after all, but he couldn't even beat a weak scholar. Isn't that a bit embarrassing?

Before Luo Ying could say anything, his mouth was blocked.

Xu Jing found some wine in the room and poured it on his hands. After disinfecting them, he tore off a piece of white silk and wrapped it. After finishing everything, Xu Jing clapped his hands. Someone walked out the door. This person was Jiang Xuqing's confidant, Zang Yun.

When Zang Yun entered and saw Luo Ying tied up, he was surprised. He had never expected that the once famous general would appear in the study. It was really rare.

"What does the master want from me?"

"Send him to my bed." Zang Yun was frightened and his heart was pounding. Could it be what he thought?

Luo Ying has a very close relationship with his master, even to the point of sleeping with him?

Seeing his flickering eyes, Xu Jing gave him a slap without mercy. "Go quickly."

"Yes, sir." Fortunately, the study and the dormitory are not far away, and they can be reached by just walking out the door.

Bai Yong and his subordinates all lived across the garden, so there was no immediate chance of them meeting. Therefore, there was nothing to worry about. If Guard Jin saw them, Xu Jing could easily claim Luo Ying had escaped from prison and that he had somehow managed to tie her up and send her to the dungeon. In short, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.

Zang Yun's martial arts skills were mediocre, so his performance in battle and killing enemies was average. Dragging someone was no big deal, so he immediately dragged the person to Jiang Xuqing's bed.

Luo Ying struggled desperately, but the more he struggled, the tighter the bonds became. He didn't know what the rope was made of, but it only got tighter the more he moved. After a while, he gave up struggling and just waited for Jiang Xuqing to come and untie him.

Luo Ying felt no guilt at all for biting Jiang Xuqing's skin, and even felt that Jiang Xuqing deserved it.

His mind was working fast, thinking about how to seize the initiative and take the lead. Unexpectedly, he waited until he was starving but still did not see Jiang Xuqing.

Luo Ying's eyes went dark, and he was filled with jealousy. Could it be that this bastard official was sleeping in the study?

Xu Jing, who was missed by Luo Ying, finished his business, went to the bathhouse outside to take a bath, and then returned to the bedroom.

Seeing someone coming outside, Luo Ying struggled and swung like a fish, trying to hit the edge of the bed to make a noise.

As he got closer, he saw the white cloth hanging on Jiang Xuqing's hand, with dried blood still on it.

There was no trace of guilt on Luo Ying's face. His eyes were wide open. If he hadn't been disabled, he would have killed this hypocritical official.

Xu Jing just found it funny, and undressed in front of him, revealing the mystery inside.

His features were unnaturally beautiful, and his body proportions were typical: 3:7, with a shorter torso and longer lower body. He had everything a sturdy build should have, even surpassing the smaller soldiers in the border camps in some respects. He truly lived up to the saying, "Look good in clothes, and you're muscular without." And yet, he was actually underestimated.

"Does it look good?" Xu Jing smiled, his gaze fixed on him like he was looking in the mirror. Men have their own concerns, and that's all about comparison. Comparing figures, comparing personalities; he's not inferior in the former, and he also has the latter.

Seeing Luo Ying turn away with a look of disdain, Xu Jing leaned over and twisted his chin, looking down at him and said, "Guess what I'm going to do to you?"

How did he know? Luo Ying's face was filled with displeasure and disgust, and he even felt ashamed to be in the same room with the corrupt official. If looks could kill, he would have cut Jiang Xuqing into pieces long ago.

Xu Jing stroked his face with his fingers and whispered, "Tian Wan'er doesn't understand your beauty, but I do."

Damn it, how can a grown man like him be described as beautiful? Isn't that an insult to him?

That pervert named Jiang actually dared to treat him as a beautiful girl. He is dead.

Luo Ying struggled to get up, but Xu Jing gave her a light push and she fell back onto the bed.

"Don't stare at me. I don't like it." Xu Jing smiled and said, "I told you that if you go against me, you will end up in trouble."

Seeing that he was feeling very uncomfortable, Xu Jing tore the cloth from his mouth. Luo Ying's face flushed red as she gasped, "Jiang Xuqing, you're looking for death."

"Don't say anything meaningless. I don't like to hear it."