Mu Zian covered his head, knowing perfectly well who it was.
"Bring them in."
"Yes, sir!"
A moment later, a man wrapped in a tattered cotton coat was escorted in by guards.
Upon entering the royal tent, the man immediately knelt on the ground, sticking his buttocks up high, and said with tears streaming down his face.
"Please, sir, see the truth! My name is Gao Qiu, and I am a native of Dali! I am by no means an assassin!"
Upon hearing this, Mu Zi smiled and indeed, the visitor was Gao Qiu.
"Stand up."
Upon hearing Mu Zian's voice, Gao Qiu hurriedly and shakily stood up from the ground.
Mu Zian looked over and saw that Gao Qiu's appearance was indeed just like the one described in Water Margin.
He was nine feet three inches tall, with bee-like eyes and a snake-like appearance. He had a cinnabar mark on his temple and long, slender legs.
Just by looking at his appearance, you can tell he's definitely a good candidate to be a treacherous official.
At this moment, Gao Qiu, inside the royal tent, cautiously glanced at Mu Zi'an out of the corner of his eye, feeling extremely uneasy.
Mu Zi'an, meanwhile, rested his chin on his hand and looked at the main villain of Water Margin with a lingering sense of amusement.
"You are Gao Qiu?"
Upon hearing this, Gao Qiu trembled and quickly spoke up.
"I am Gao Qiu. I was born into a poor family in Liangzhou. Two years ago, the Xiongnu invaded the south and I was captured by them, which is why I ended up here."
"I am deeply grateful to you for rescuing me from this predicament. I came here to thank you for your wisdom and bravery, but I never expected to be mistaken for an assassin by the guards outside the tent."
"However, I have now had the pleasure of seeing your face, my benefactor, and your demeanor is indeed unparalleled. I can die without regret, but I am saddened that I cannot repay your kindness!"
Upon hearing this, Mu Zian couldn't help but sigh inwardly.
None of those who have made their mark in history are simple individuals.
With Gao Qiu's silver tongue and shameless flattery, he deserved to succeed.
At this moment, looking at Gao Qiu who was gushing and flattering him, Mu Zi'an suddenly had an idea.
Sometimes, a treacherous minister, if used properly, can be more useful than a loyal and capable minister.
With this thought in mind, Mu Zian spoke to Gao Qiu.
"If you want to repay this kindness, I can give you a chance."
Upon hearing this, Gao Qiu, who had been looking anxious, suddenly beamed with joy!
Gao Qiu had come here hoping to try his luck and see if he could defy fate.
I never thought my dream would come true!
Upon hearing this, Gao Qiu immediately knelt down and kowtowed.
"If there's anything you need from me, I'll go through fire and water without batting an eye!"
Mu Zian smiled and waved his hand.
"You don't need to go through fire and water. The task I'm assigning you might be a bit tough at first, but once you succeed, you'll enjoy endless wealth and glory!"
Upon hearing this, Gao Qiu's eyes lit up! Could it be that he had really struck gold?
At this moment, Gao Qiu was completely immersed in excitement and did not see the barely suppressed smile on Mu Zi'an's face.
......
Since birth, Jeli has always lived a life of luxury.
Even on the desolate grasslands, he still enjoyed the finest liquor transported from thousands of miles away.
Every night, different beautiful women would warm his bed.
No one dares to refuse him anything he wants.
However, it has been two whole days now! He hasn't had a drop of water.
At this moment, Jieli Khan, who was tied up like a pretzel, felt as if his great-grandmother was waving at him.
Just as Jeli Khan was about to leave with them, a noisy sound rang out.
The tent guarding him was opened, and a figure was thrown in.
It made a very crisp bang.
At this moment, Jieli no longer had the strength to watch the excitement.
The severe dehydration made him appear somewhat dazed.
Am I going to die here?
Jieli muttered to himself in despair, he was unwilling! He had so much wealth and luxury that he hadn't enjoyed.
Just when Jieli thought he was about to die, a figure twisted and came to his side.
The next moment, a water bottle was handed to Jeli's lips.
Clear water flowed continuously into Jieli's mouth.
In an instant, Jieli felt as if he had been blessed with rain after a long drought, and drank it in large gulps.
He had tasted the nectar stored in cellars by the Han people, and he had also tasted the grape wine of the Persians.
But at this moment, none of these fine wines can compare to this pot of water mixed with a bitter taste.
A slightly stuttering voice came from the darkness.
"Sweat, slow down, slow down, don't bloat your stomach."
Jieli, oblivious to everything, sucked frantically until his stomach could no longer bear it, and he spat out a mouthful of water.
Although it was painful, Jeli felt joy inside.
Because he knew he had successfully escaped death once again.
Having regained some strength, Jeli then carefully peered into the darkness.
Then he saw a Han Chinese man with half a red spot on his head smiling at him in the darkness.
Jeli was startled and instinctively stepped back.
"Who...who are you?"
The man with his hands bound smiled and looked at Jeli.
"Has the Great Khan forgotten that I am Gao Qiu, your most loyal servant?"
"Gao Qiu?"
Jelly racked his brains, but he couldn't recall such a person at all.
But at this moment, looking at Gao Qiu's hopeful expression in the darkness, Jieli hesitated.
"Jellis said, feigning surprise."
"Yes, yes, yes! I remember you! You are my most loyal servant!"
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