A dark and damp dungeon.
Compared to the cold and dryness outside, at least there was a pot of high-quality silver charcoal where Luo Ying was.
Smoke-free and pollution-free, it is a must-have for home and travel. When you are free, you can even roast some sweet potatoes to fill your stomach.
But the people sitting inside didn't look too good.
He had a gloomy face as he listened to the Luo family's followers talk about recent events word by word.
The servants were really bad at reading people's expressions. When they got excited, they talked a lot without any tact at all.
After talking for a long time, the servant felt dry in the mouth. He swallowed and glanced at his master.
You don’t know until you see it, and you’ll be shocked when you see it.
The master's face was as gloomy as a frozen pear in winter, and its appearance was as black as ink. No one knew what was inside.
"Jiang Xuqing compared me to Widow Wang?"
The servant nodded and added fuel to the fire, "You don't know how despicable Lord Jiang is. In order to challenge Guard Jin, he actually made you look worthless. He also said..."
"What else did you say?"
The servant swallowed and whispered, "He said that Widow Wang and the fisherman were having an affair. They were alone in the same room, and it was like a raging fire, so they did anything."
"Crack!" The servant's eyes widened as he witnessed with his own eyes how a complete pair of chopsticks broke in Luo Ying's hands.
The force was so great that it felt like it could instantly kill the weak scholar Jiang Xuqing.
He didn't dare to say a single word of what he had wanted to say, for fear that Luo Ying would kill him if she disliked him.
"Go on, what else does he want me to do?"
The servant shook his head like a rattle. "No, no more."
"Very good." Luo Ying smiled instead of getting angry and waved at the servant. The servant fell to his knees with a plop and cried, "General, I really don't know anything anymore."
How audacious Jiang Xuqing was, actually comparing him to Widow Wang.
Luo Ying's mood was like the charcoal fire burning in the basin, rising and falling, excited and passionate.
If Jiang Xuqing could appear here, the neatly broken chopsticks in his hand would be his fate.
"Are you really not talking nonsense?"
The servant kowtowed profusely. "Really, I swear, everything I said is true."
"Very good." Luo Ying suppressed his anger and thought about how to kill the corrupt official after he got out.
He glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw the servant sneaking away. He said, "Wait, what's next?"
"The follow-up is that Lord Jiang hid it from Guard Jin, and even the angels praised Lord Jiang."
"Oh?" It was unexpected that the dignified imperial guard did not attack a local official, but instead showed favor to him. Why?
Even if Guard Jin would give face to Jiang Xuqing, what about Bai Yong?
Before Luo Ying arrived in the capital, he had suffered a lot from Bai Yong. It's not that he hadn't sent gifts to Bai Yong before, but every time he sent a gift, Bai Yong rejected it. Over time, he refused to get along with eunuchs.
Unexpectedly, Jiang Xuqing was so good at both black and white that he not only made Guard Jin endure a great humiliation, but also won over Bai Yong, who pretended to obey but actually disobeyed. This ability to play both sides really made him look at him in a different light.
The servant glanced at Luo Ying secretly and said weakly, "General, if there is nothing else, I will go back first."
"Then what?"
The servant racked his brains and thought about it, but he hadn't noticed any moves from Lord Jiang recently. Could it be that he remembered it wrong?
"You might as well ask me instead of asking him, right?"
Before the man arrived, Luo Ying's words had already reached her ears. The familiar tone and lazy ending—wasn't that the corrupt official Jiang Xuqing the servant had been talking about?
When Jailer A saw Jiang Xuqing, who was dressed in a green robe, he saluted respectfully. "Your Excellency has come to visit General Luo."
"Well, why aren't you opening it yet?" Jailer A took the key and opened the door, then instructed, "Sir, General Luo is still furious. If you feel uncomfortable at all, please call me at any time. I'll go get the stone clerk to save you right away."
"Okay." After the jailer closed the door, Xu Jing looked at the servant kneeling on the ground and said, "You can go back now."
The servant heaved a sigh of relief, his legs trembling as he stood up. He couldn't help but feel his legs were numb from kneeling for so long. Without further delay, he limped out of the cell, thoughtfully closing the door and locking the chain.
Locked in the same cage with a tiger, Xu Jing remained unfazed and found a stool to sit down. "How are you, General Luo?"
"Master Jiang seems to enjoy talking nonsense. Doesn't my well-being depend entirely on your whim?" Luo Ying suddenly stood up, looking down at his leisurely prey from above. His gaze swept over his ears, nose, throat, and heart. With a simple flick of the wooden thorn in his hand, he could send Jiang Xuqing to meet the King of Hell.
Despite being stared at with such intense intensity, Xu Jing remained unfazed. He smiled and said, "It seems General Luo is looking good lately. He's truly in high spirits when good things happen to him. I have two pieces of good news to share with you, General. Which one would you like to hear?"
Luo Ying's eyes were icy. "Just get to the point."
"Okay." Xu Jing didn't get annoyed and said calmly, "First of all, the angel will depart tomorrow. I've come here specially to congratulate you on your freedom. As for military pay, I've already had Li Guo distribute it all. If there's even the slightest mistake, General Luo, you're welcome to come to me anytime to settle the score."
That's reasonable. Luo Ying's expression softened considerably, and he said calmly, "What about the second thing?"
Xu Jing pulled a red invitation from his pocket and placed it on the table. "I am taking a concubine. The ceremony will be held the morning of the following day. I hope General Luo and all the other generals will visit my humble abode. I would be honored."
"Are you going to take a concubine?" Luo Ying gritted his teeth, pulled Jiang Xuqing into his arms, and pressed the wooden thorn in his hand against his throat.
Xu Jing greeted him calmly with a smile. "Why, the general seems quite unhappy about me taking a concubine?"
"You said you like men." Looking closer, Jiang Xuqing still had a cheerful face, unlike him who had been detained for four or five days and had become untidy and unruly.
"Yes," Xu Jing admitted readily, so readily that Luo Ying had a false impression. Jiang Xuqing had teased him all night, leaving him awake. He had thought Jiang Xuqing's informant would be pleased to hear this. But he was completely indifferent, not taking him seriously at all.
In other words, in Jiang Xuqing's eyes, Luo Ying was nothing more than a toy to be teased. Whether it was Widow Wang or the young prostitutes at the Nanfeng Pavilion, Luo Ying couldn't compare to them, not even a single casual word he'd spoken could compare to them. So, what had he been so frightened for four or five days? Was it all just fleeting?
Xu Jing, feeling somewhat helpless, pushed the wooden splinter closer to his throat. Seeing it was about to pierce his throat, he raised his eyes and met his gaze. "General Luo already has three or five concubines, so why wouldn't you allow me to take a concubine?"
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