Jian Qiao felt like he was going crazy: "Mr. Xiao, have you discovered anything? Is there a traitor around the king?!"
Xiao Rong: "No, I've already said it, it's just a precaution."
Jian Qiao just didn't believe it. There were so many things in this world that needed to be prepared for. Why didn't Xiao Rong mention anything else but this one? But seeing that Xiao Rong didn't want to explain, Jian Qiao slowly closed his mouth. After a long while, he asked Xiao Rong cautiously, "Then Mr. Xiao, can you tell me who you suspect?"
Xiao Rong thought about it and said to him, "You can trust Wang Xinyong."
Jian Qiao: “…………”
In other words, neither Yuan Baifu nor Gongsun Yuan are trustworthy.
However, these two people are Jian Qiao's friends, and Wang Xinyong has always been excluded by them.
Jian Qiao felt it was absurd and chilling. This was different from Li Xiuheng. Those two people... those two people...
At this time, Xiao Rong suddenly called his name: "General Jian, this is not the time for you to feel bad."
Jian Qiao looked at Xiao Rong blankly, and Xiao Rong looked at him with a frown: "I said, this is just a rainy day preparation, it may happen or not. In the Zhenbei Army, besides Prime Minister Gao, the person I trust the most is you. Especially at times like this, you must protect the king's back. If it doesn't happen, then everyone will be happy. If it does happen, you don't have to panic, because you have expected and prepared for it. At that time, there is only one thing you need to do, stop the king, let him remember that there are not only people who betrayed him in this world, but also many more people who accompany him, and then - clean up the traitor."
Jian Qiao: “…………”
Xiao Rong's tone was so relaxed that Jian Qiao's heaviness in his heart faded a little. He still couldn't accept this matter, but as Xiao Rong said, the king was the most important thing at this moment. He could digest any emotions he had slowly after he came back.
Seeing his face full of shock, Xiao Rong couldn't help but said, "You don't have to be like this. I just considered all the possibilities. There is a 90% chance that everything will be smooth sailing."
Jian Qiao was silent. He thought Xiao Rong still didn't understand. Even if there was only a one percent chance of this happening, it would be a devastating blow to brothers like them who had lived and died together for many years.
He agreed to Xiao Rong's request and was about to turn around and go out. Xiao Rong watched him take a step, and suddenly, he stood up again.
"etc."
Jian Qiao turned around and heard Xiao Rong remind him again: "If nothing happened, don't tell the king about this. This is known to heaven, earth, you and me. I also hope that this is just my suspicion."
Jian Qiao looked at him, and suddenly turned around. Then he bowed to Xiao Rong and performed a great greeting that was not something he should have performed.
Xiao Rong was stunned for a moment, and Jian Qiao turned around and left after he finished speaking. …
After Jian Qiao left, Xiao Rong was silent for a long time. Although Qu Yunmie had Yuan Baifu, who was not very trustworthy, by his side, he also had someone like Jian Qiao who would never leave him no matter what.
It’s just that people can only see those who hurt themselves, but can’t see those who are always protecting themselves.
Pursing his lips, Xiao Rong suddenly stood up, then knelt beside the bed, stuck out his butt, and pulled out a bundle from under the bed.
The dean's big sword had been hanging on the wall, and in the bundle were the clothes and wig he had worn on the day he came.
He wore the wig until his hair was half grown and then took it off. Ah Shu was shocked and asked him why his hair was so much shorter. It happened that they had just encountered bandits at that time, so Xiao Rong said that the bandits cut his hair. In fact, the texture and thickness of wigs and real hair are completely different. But Ah Shu would never have thought that Xiao Rong was wearing a synthetic fiber product. He thought that Xiao Rong was in a bad mood because his hair was cut, so the amount of hair was reduced suddenly. …
Putting on makeup and then performing on stage, all these things seemed like things from the previous life, along with the rest of the days that he had never cared about. They disappeared so abruptly, without leaving him any psychological preparation. However, the thing he hated most in his life was not being mentally prepared.
After a long silence, Xiao Rong stuffed all these things back, along with the bundle, and pushed them all into the deepest corner under the bed.
The night before the army was about to set out, Qu Yunmie stood in front of his armor, not knowing what he was thinking.
Attacking the Xianbei had been his wish since he was fourteen years old. His desire grew stronger day by day, and it became more of an obsession than a wish.
Just like people who dream of getting rich, they will think about what they will do after they become rich. Qu Yunmie also thought about what he would do after he had taken revenge and killed all his enemies.
He used to have no answer, and probably every day after that he would just go with the flow, continuing to be the King of Zhenbei, a role that even he himself found inexplicable and confused, and trying his best to protect everyone around him. This was how his father spent his life, and so did his eldest brother. So he didn't think it was a problem for him to continue living this way, and as for how long he could live like this, he didn't care.
Now he still has no answer. Whether he is the King of Zhenbei in a confused state or in a clear-headed state, it seems to be the same to him. The only difference is that this time he hopes the days can be longer, because Xiao Rong has paid so much, and he doesn't want those efforts to be wasted.
Qu Yunmie frowned unconsciously. He would not have thought so much before going to war in the past, but why did he change this time? Could it be that he had not killed anyone for too long and he had begun to be soft-hearted? ...
Before Qu Yunmie could come up with an answer, there was another knock on the door. It was Xiao Rong.
In an instant, Qu Yunmie threw away all the thoughts in his mind. He walked quickly to the door and opened it. He saw Xiao Rong holding two more jars of wine and looking at him without blinking.
Qu Yunmie: “…”
"Is this the wine you brewed again?"
Xiao Rong raised his chin to him, signaling him to move aside. Qu Yunmie did as he was told, and only after Xiao Rong came in did he answer him, "No, this is General's Wine."
Qu Yunmie: "I can't drink because I'm about to go to war."
Xiao Rong put the wine jar on the table with a bang, then turned to him and said, "I know, so this is what I want to drink."
Qu Yunmie: “…………”
What he liked was drinking with Xiao Rong, not watching Xiao Rong act crazy while sober. Besides, it was not cute at all when Xiao Rong acted crazy while drunk, he would scold himself for it.
But Xiao Rong had made his decision and no longer cared about what Qu Yunmie thought. He poured the wine by himself, and when he felt it was a bit inconvenient, he took off the sword tied around his waist.
Only then did Qu Yunmie notice that he brought the Chilong Sword. He wondered, didn't Xiao Rong never carry a sword?
Then, he heard Xiao Rong say: "Your Majesty, do you remember a few days ago? Your Majesty said that when giving gifts, you have to cater to the recipient's preferences."
The next second, Xiao Rong heard a sound of breaking air. It turned out to be Qu Yunmie rushing over. He asked anxiously, "Are you going to give this sword to me?"
Xiao Rong: “…”
He turned around and shouted angrily: "What are you dreaming of! If you want my sword, you have to step over my dead body first!"
Qu Yunmie: “…………”
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