Xiao Rong was in a good mood just now, but when he heard Jian Qiao's question, his expression changed again. He looked offended and suddenly darkened: "I said yes, what's the matter, General, have you changed your mind?"
Jian Qiao: “…………”
He shook his head repeatedly, and after shaking his head, Xiao Rong became happy again. He even smiled at Jian Qiao, "Then let's set off tomorrow. Let me pack my bags tonight. What do you think, General?"
Jian Qiao... Jian Qiao didn't dare to say anything, and he didn't even dare to nod too hard, for fear that Xiao Rong would change his face again.
After setting the time, Jian Qiao quickly left. After he left, Xiao Rong could no longer hold back and burst into laughter. He lay on his back on the bed and rolled left and right a few times.
Ashu: “…………”
The reverence in my heart slowly faded away, and finally only a dead water remained. …
Ah Shu walked aside silently to pack his luggage. He first picked up the sword that Xiao Rong had hung on the wall. Xiao Rong had laughed enough. Seeing this scene out of the corner of his eye, he quickly sat up and said, "Give me the sword. I'll take it myself."
When he came through, he didn't have much stuff on him. He couldn't take out anything else, so he could only carry this sword with him.
Ashu handed the sword to him as he was told. Seeing that Xiao Rong treasured the sword, Ashu suggested, "Master, why don't you find a blacksmith to sharpen it?"
Having worked in the Xiao family since he was a child, Ashu can be considered a worldly-wise man, but he had never seen unsharpened weapons in the world.
Along the way, the two of them depended on each other and encountered bandits several times. At that time, Xiao Rong used this unsharpened sword to scare away the thieves.
Because Xiao Rong's sword is unique in the world, and the complexity of the workmanship can be seen from the scabbard. Those who can afford to use such a sword are either from top aristocratic families or top swordsmen. For ordinary thieves, they can't afford to offend either of them.
I don't know what kind of wonderful expressions they would show on their faces if they found out that the sword was not sharpened...
Xiao Rong refused without thinking: "No."
Ah Shu was puzzled: "Why?"
Xiao Rong: "An ordinary blacksmith is not worthy of my sword craftsmanship."
After all, it was the work of a world-famous swordsmith from 1,500 years ago, and a sword was worth three hundred thousand. And that was because their dean knew the master, so he gave him a friendly price. If the blacksmith had poor craftsmanship and made defects, he was afraid that their dean would come to him and cry in his dream.
Although, after the sword disappeared along with him, their dean might have cried. …
On the second day, Xiao Rong packed his things and slowly left the inn under Ashu's nervous care.
The feeling of being as light as a swallow disappeared again.
It’s not that Qu Yunmie did anything immoral again, but before Qu Yunmie became emperor, this was Xiao Rong’s normal state, weak and heavy. When Qu Yunmie did good things, he would feel better, and when Qu Yunmie did bad things, he would feel worse.
After the experiences of the past two days, Xiao Rong now has great enthusiasm in helping Qu Yunmie. He misses the time when he could jump and run.
Yesterday he deliberately frightened General Jian, but today, he was exhausted and didn't even think of scaring anyone, so he looked much more low-key.
However, General Jian was once bitten by a snake and was very afraid of ropes, so he was very respectful to him.
He also got a carriage for Xiao Rong. Ashu helped Xiao Rong get on, and soon the carriage started moving forward.
In the carriage, Xiao Rong was a little bored, so he chatted with Ashu.
"Everyone says that the Zhenbei Army is cruel and murderous, but in my opinion, they are still a bit naive."
Ah Shu was puzzled: "Why did the Lord say that?"
Xiao Rong shrugged. "If it were me, after receiving a secret letter like that and it came true, I wouldn't directly believe that this person had supernatural powers. I would only wonder if this was a series of schemes, that there was a traitor in the army, and that he was the accomplice of the traitor, and that he deliberately sent such a secret letter to me in order to lure everyone out and catch them all in one fell swoop."
Ashu: “…………”
He replied with great relief: "Fortunately, there is no one as suspicious as Lord Lang in the Zhenbei Army."
Xiao Rong: "...you kid, this is called caution."
Ah Shu chuckled, but in his heart he was thinking, I am just too suspicious. Fortunately, there are too few people like Lang Zhu. You can't find one even with a lantern in the north of the Huai River.
On the other side, in the military camp of Anding City.
Before leaving, Jian Qiao asked for leave from Gao Xunzhi. He left in a hurry and had no time to talk to Gao Xunzhi about these things, but he left a personal soldier behind to tell him the whole story.
When Gao Xun heard this, he was immediately delighted.
"Is this true?!"
"Oh, this is God helping our Zhenbei Army, God helping our king, and he is actually a scholar! It's rare, rare."
Seeing him so happy, the personal soldier was also happy, so he continued: "Not only that, Mr. Gao, that Mr. Xiao is from the Linchuan Xiao family. The general said that the Linchuan Xiao family is a second-class family!"
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