The prefectural magistrate was a short, fat man. As soon as he entered the tent, his eyes darted around quickly before he cupped his hands precisely to Luo Xi: "Xu Yan, prefectural magistrate of Nanyue Prefecture, greets Chief Luo."
Their attitude can be described as excellent.
"Hmph, like a weasel offering New Year's greetings to a chicken, it's all up to no good." Qi Lei muttered under his breath, then stared intently at Xu Yan with wide eyes.
Seeing this, Yue Zhengfei looked up and glanced over, and Qi Lei lowered his head and stopped talking.
Luo Xi looked the man up and down before saying in a calm tone, "Xu Yan, never heard of him. Do you need something?"
An awkward expression instantly crept onto Xu Yan's face. This woman was really disrespectful to him, but then he remembered the task his superior had given him.
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue, "Everyone says that Chief Luo is not only beautiful, but also gentle, kind, quiet, and dignified. She is a wonderful woman who is suitable for both family and home."
Who is this idiot?
The expressions on everyone's faces in the tent were incredibly strange, and a few of them were even secretly observing Luo Xi, comparing her to these words.
She's beautiful? That's fine.
Gentle and kind? Forget it, even the Ninth Floor Master is more suitable for that word.
Quiet and dignified? When they learned this word before, was the teacher's explanation wrong, or did they misunderstand it?
As for being suitable for family life, perhaps this Prefect Xu thinks being able to fight and kill is more suitable for family life. It's hard to say, really hard to say.
"Stop talking nonsense." Luo Xi glanced at him impatiently, her eyes sharp and cold.
Xu Yan: "..."
I was jolted awake and realized I'd praised the wrong person; it had absolutely nothing to do with gentleness or elegance.
He gritted his teeth and said directly, "It's like this, I heard that Chief Luo is still unmarried, and our Lord Du has long admired you, so he specially sent me here today to propose marriage."
"???!!!"
The entire camp became eerily quiet in an instant.
The generals' jaws nearly dropped to the floor, their eyes wide with disbelief.
Does this guy even know what he's saying?
A marriage proposal?
Are you kidding me?
Qi Lei sneered repeatedly: "Have all the people in your prefectural governor's mansion gone mad? Proposing marriage? You really dare to say that."
"Should I remind you? We've already surrounded you all, just waiting for Du Hong and all you scoundrels to die. Proposing marriage? Humph!"
"You..." Being cursed to his face, Xu Yan almost lost his composure. His chest heaved violently, and it took him a while to calm down.
"General Qi, everyone says there are no eternal enemies, why say it so harshly?"
"Our prefect said that as long as Lady Luo marries him and hands over the prescription for the plague, the prefect will ask the court to remove the rebel status from everyone in Chaoyang Manor."
He then called out to the back, "Bring it in."
Before long, one box after another was carried into the tent, filling it to the brim, and the huge red flower on top was glaringly conspicuous.
Xu Yan smiled and said, "Madam Luo, these are the betrothal gifts from the master to you. Please take a look."
Loxi: "..."
"Hahaha--"
She stood up laughing, circled Xu Yan twice, and said arrogantly, "Who told you we wanted to be exempted from our traitor status, huh?"
“We love being rebels, we love being bandits, and we’re doing it all so well that we’ve driven you all to the brink of despair.”
"It's best not to be arrogant, lest you... embarrass yourself!"
Xu Yan blushed: "I don't believe it. Who would choose to be a bandit rather than a law-abiding citizen?"
He turned to look at Yue Zheng Feiyuan: "General Yue Zheng, you used to be a general of the imperial court. Don't you want to clear the name of the Yue Zheng family and restore them to their original positions?"
He had expected to see Yue Zheng Feiyuan's excited and grateful expression, but...
Le Zheng Feiyuan refused without even thinking. He looked up at Luo Xi and smiled gently and calmly: "The Le Zheng family has found its true home."
"So what if they're bandits? So what if they're rebels?"
Xu Yan panicked now. He scurried up to Luo Xi and said, "Boss Luo, would you like to reconsider?"
He began to ramble on about the benefits of marrying Du Hong, and the hardships of being a bandit and being disliked by the world.
“Hmm~” Luo Xi stared at him for two seconds: “Okay, if Du Hong is willing to marry into our family and marry my Cuihua, I will help you cure the plague.”
Enter, marry into the family?
It's not impossible, Xu Yan gritted his teeth. He didn't care anymore, as long as there was hope, that was enough. But... he looked at Luo Xi: "Madam Luo, who is Cuihua?"
“Cuihua?” Luo Xi sat back down, leaning lazily against the back of the chair, and smiled brightly: “She’s a sow that I keep at my manor. I think Du Hong and she are a good match.”
Qi Lei and the others were silent for a moment, then burst into laughter: "Haha, yes, they really are a perfect match."
Le Zhengfei couldn't help but chuckle, raising his hand to suppress the ever-growing corners of his mouth.
Xu Yan: "..."
"Are you kidding me?" His face turned ashen instantly.
“Yes, I was just messing with you, so what?” Luo Xi stood up again and walked step by step to Xu Yan.
"Go tell Du Hong that he either agrees or he can just wait to die!"
“You…” Xu Yan pointed at Luo Xi, his whole body trembling uncontrollably: “That’s a pig, how could you do this?”
"Then you can just wait to die." Losi lost his patience, didn't even give him a second glance, and ordered the soldiers outside to drive the people out. As for the betrothal gifts, since they were delivered to them, they were naturally theirs.
"It seems that Du Hong's situation is not optimistic. He can even come up with such a foolish move. An old man who has been used by countless women wants to marry you. It's just wishful thinking." Qi Lei rubbed his hands together with joy.
"That's good, he died of his illness on his own without us having to do anything."
"Do you think Du Hong might... agree?" a general asked tentatively.
Qi Lei's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets: "No way, that's a pig."
After this incident, Luo Xi tightened the siege of the city, making it so tight that not even a fly could get through.
"Useless! Useless!" From that day on, Du Hong, the prefect, never stopped cursing, and he smashed all the furnishings in the room to pieces.
No matter how much they scolded him, they couldn't stop his condition from worsening.
After spring arrived, the weather got hotter day by day, and Du Hong was bitten all over by rats. Pustules appeared on his body one after another, then burst, and then appeared again, making him smelly and disgusting.
The chief clerk, dragging his equally weakened body, cautiously said, "My lord, perhaps we should agree..."
"Bang—" Before he could finish speaking, a tea lid smashed onto his forehead.
"You're courting death! I'd rather die of illness than agree to such an absurd thing!" Du Hong roared. "Get out! Get out!"
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