Guan Yan's heart trembled. He had never seen Meng Liang so out of control, but he still stood firmly where he was, trying to face it all with calmness and rationality.
"Meng Liang, you hate the class leader and those who treated you unfairly, but you cannot betray the Great Zhou and help foreign enemies!"
Although Guanyan's voice was not loud, every word was full of power.
Meng Liang was stunned for a moment, then burst into even crazier laughter.
"Da Zhou? What did Da Zhou give me? Was it the abuse of the class leader, the cold stares of others, or your condescending accusations?
The Xirong people gave me respect and opportunities. They saw my value, unlike you so-called Great Zhou people who only trample on me!"
Guan Yan took a deep breath. He knew that Meng Liang had completely lost himself at this moment, but there was still a glimmer of hope in his heart, hoping to awaken Meng Liang's conscience.
"Meng Liang, you are wrong. The reason why the Xirong people value you is not because they respect you, but because they want to use you. Everything you are doing now is to make yourself an enemy of the Great Zhou." Guan Yan's voice was full of firmness and determination.
Meng Liang's smile gradually disappeared, and he stared at Guan Yan fiercely, as if he wanted to eat him alive.
But at this moment, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps outside the house.
"What's wrong? What's the quarrel in there? Guanyan, are you okay?" Manager Li heard the quarrel and shouted anxiously outside the door.
Meng Liang was stunned for a moment, then quickly put away the bronze plate, opened the door, and rushed out.
Guan Yan looked at his hurriedly leaving back, feeling mixed emotions. He turned to look at the door and saw Manager Li looking at him with a worried look on his face.
"I'm fine, Manager Li." Guan Yan tried to make his voice sound calm. "I just had a dispute with Meng Liang."
Steward Li frowned, clearly sensing the tension between the two men. "What are you arguing about? Why did I hear you mention the Xirong people?"
Guan Yan's heart tightened. He knew this matter was serious, but he couldn't easily reveal it. So he chose to conceal part of the truth: "It's nothing, it's just that Meng Liang... was confused for a moment, and I tried to explain it to him."
Manager Li nodded, but a hint of doubt remained in his eyes. He patted Guanyan on the shoulder and said, "Guanyan, you are a smart child. I know you have your own judgment. But remember, no matter what happens, the interests of the Great Zhou must be the top priority."
Guan Yan nodded solemnly: "I will, Manager Li."
Seeing that he was safe and sound, Manager Li breathed a sigh of relief and turned to leave.
During his many years in the orphanage, he witnessed many children go astray when they grew up, but in this turbulent border area, he was powerless and could only sigh.
Guanyan returned to the house alone and sat for a long time with a heavy heart.
It was not until the surroundings fell into darkness that he realized that he had forgotten to light a candle in the house. Fortunately, the warmth emitted by the fur shawl he was wearing prevented him from feeling the cold of the night.
"Forget it, I'd better rest early." He said to himself, got up and prepared to go to the yard to fetch water to wash.
Just then, a rapid knock on the door broke the tranquility of the night.
Guan Yan frowned slightly, walked to the front door, and asked through the door: "Who is it? It's so late, everyone in the courtyard has gone to bed."
"Excuse me, is there a young man named Guanyan here? I am Yu Heng, the centurion of the military camp, and I have something important to ask you." A steady voice came from outside the door.
Guan Yan looked through the crack in the door and saw that the leader was wearing armor, and the badge on his waist was shining in the moonlight. He recognized that it was indeed someone from the military camp, so he opened the door with confidence.
"I am Guanyan. What do you want to ask me, sir?" he asked politely.
Yu Heng spoke anxiously, "Our barracks' Secretary Xue went to the market outside the city today and hasn't returned yet. We heard him mention you, as someone from the Xingyuan Marquis's residence, so we came to ask if Secretary Xue is with you."
Guan Yan's heart tightened when he heard this, and he shook his head to express his denial.
However, Meng Liang's previous words echoed in his mind: "I have accomplished another great deed today!"
He immediately realized the seriousness of the situation.
"Not good!" he blurted out, his face becoming serious, "Something might have happened to Steward Xue!"
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On the outskirts of the tribe where Zuo Xian Wang of the Western Rong royal court lived, in a crude tent, Xue Yuanchu was shrouded in darkness, his eyes tightly covered with black cloth, and his hands ruthlessly tied behind his back.
"Is this man really the eldest son of the Xingyuan Marquis's Mansion? How is this possible! He is dressed even more shabbily than the spies we sent out!" One of the two guards standing outside the tent whispered in disbelief.
The other man looked at Xue Yuanchu sharply, especially lingering on his right leg for a few seconds, and said suspiciously: "Look at his right leg, it's still lame. Could it be that the kid surnamed Meng is deceiving us?"
"How dare he! If he really uses a fake one to scare us, I'll catch him and feed him to the wolves."
"Wait until Prince Doziger brings that woman from the Great Zhou over and lets her identify herself, and everything will be clear."
Inside Zuo Xian Wang's tent, a thick tapestry divides the inner room into two, creating two completely different worlds.
At this time, in the tent where Zuo Xian Wang lived, separated by a thick tapestry, on one side was Zuo Xian Wang Zhahemu snoring continuously, and on the other side was his queen Li Yunting and his son Duozige entangled with each other.
"If he wakes up and sees you like this, he will immediately take a knife and cut your neck." Li Yunting pursed her red lips, her voice low but full of warning, and as she spoke, her slender fingers painted with nail polish brushed across Doziger's neck.
However, Doziger turned a deaf ear to me. He said contemptuously, "My father is old, otherwise when I asked him to give you to me as a reward, he wouldn't have just scolded me and left it at that."
The anger in Li Yunting's eyes burned more and more fiercely. She glared at Dozier angrily, as if she was looking at a madman who had lost his mind.
She regretted it so much in her heart, wondering how she could have provoked such a lunatic. Now she was afraid that she would be implicated and in trouble at any time.
At this moment, Zahemu on the side of the tapestry suddenly let out a loud snoring sound, and then turned over.
The sudden movement startled both of them and they involuntarily separated from each other.
"You are still afraid of the old man!" Li Yunting took the opportunity to mock him, and at the same time wrapped her brocade robe tightly again and gathered the loose hair around her ears.
Dozier ignored her taunting and glanced outside the tent warily. He then grabbed Li Yunting's arm and whispered, "Stop talking nonsense and follow me! I'll take you to see someone!"
After saying that, he hurriedly pulled Li Yunting out of the tent.
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