But Qu Yunmie was immersed in his own world and couldn't extricate himself. When he came out of it, his expression changed in an instant. He looked at Mi Jing with a heavy gaze and said, "So this king wants to ask a favor of you, Buddhist."
Mi Jing waited for his next words.
"Xiao Rong asked me to write to him every day to prove that I was safe, but he never said he would write to me. I think if something happened in Chenliu, as long as it did not hurt the foundation, in order not to disturb the war in the north, he would definitely not tell me. Whether it is Yu Shaoxie, Zhang Biezhi, or even Mr. Gao, they all listen too much to Xiao Rong's words. Only you, the Buddhist son, will not be moved by him. At the critical moment, you will only do what you think is right. Is what I said wrong?"
Mi Jing looked at him, and he smiled as well: "Not bad."
Qu Yunmie then revealed a satisfied look: "Then I'll trouble you, my friend. This king is determined to conquer the Xianbei, but if anything happens to Xiao Rong, even if I kill ten more Xianbei, it won't be enough to pay for his life."
Mi Jing listened to Qu Yunmie's tone and frowned slightly, "Master Xiao has never liked the king's anger towards others. If something happens to Master Xiao, it is not necessarily the responsibility of the Xianbei. If the king insists on having his own way, Master Xiao will probably be angry."
Qu Yunmie raised his eyelids and looked at Mi Jing with a half-smile: "If he can still control me, I will listen to him again. If he can no longer control me, then what does it matter if I kill a thousand or ten thousand people?"
Mi Jing looked at him in a daze, and Qu Yunmie served himself a bowl of tea. The tea, which had just come out of the pot, was very hot, and one could not even feel the temperature when drinking it, but only the sharp stinging pain, just like the hypothesis he had just mentioned. Even if it was just a hypothesis, it was like a basin of boiling water suddenly poured into his heart, making him instinctively want to avoid it.
Mi Jing looked a little stunned, and the alertness that suddenly arose in his heart gradually subsided when Qu Yunmie suddenly fell silent. Compared with Qu Yunmie's angry remarks, Mi Jing was more concerned about another thing.
He carefully looked at Qu Yunmie's appearance at this moment. After a moment, he suddenly spoke to test him: "Your Majesty, Master Xiao's health is not good to begin with. He has repeatedly vomited blood and fainted. In fact, if he dies one day, it is not--"
Qu Yunmie shouted angrily: "Shut up!!!"
His good mood completely disappeared. Qu Yunmie threw the teacup directly into the bushes outside. He stood up and angrily scolded the Buddhist disciple: "In the entire palace, Xiao Rong is the one who values you the most! If he hadn't repeatedly advised me, I would not have allowed the Buddhists to join the Zhenbei Army! You save the world and treat every living being well, so why don't you treat Xiao Rong well?! Don't let me hear you say this again. I don't care if you are a Buddhist disciple or the Buddha. If you provoke me again, I will make you die without a burial place!"
Qu Yunmie left in a rage. Before leaving, he overturned the tea pot, leaving no food for Mi Jing.
Mi Jing: “…………”
This pot of tea killed at least four poor little grasses, but Mi Jing stared at the soil that was still steaming and had no time to mourn for these unfortunate little grasses.
Mi Jing is 28 years old this year. In terms of experience, Gao Xunzhi may not be able to surpass him.
Even so, Qu Yunmie still opened his eyes tonight. …………Amitabha!
The next morning, Xiao Rong sat on his bed in a daze, his mind full of what he said and did last night.
The reason why he brought two jars of wine with him was to give the coward courage so that he would not feel embarrassed and dance the "Pozhen Music" boldly to the end.
But now dancing was nothing. What he couldn't accept was that he actually had the attributes of Xianglin Sao and a troublemaker. ...Ah!!!
It's shameful, it's shameful! ! ! !
He wanted to build a rocket on the spot and head straight for the moon, but there was no time for embarrassment now, as the army had to set off early in the morning.
After realizing this, Xiao Rong rolled out of bed and quickly cleaned himself up.
Before rushing out of the room, Xiao Rong suddenly paused. He saw that the Chilong Sword had been returned by Qu Yunmie at some point and was lying quietly on the table. Seeing it, Xiao Rong remembered some things that happened last night, including how Qu Yunmie stared at him with his dark eyes and made a short but profound promise.
Xiao Rong: “…”
Pursing his lips, he quickly walked out again.
The army gathered outside the city. In the front was the vanguard of the central army, which was also the troops of Qu Yunmie's personal soldiers. On the left was Jian Qiao's team, and on the right was Gongsun Yuan's team.
Behind them came the scattered troops who had come for the appointment. He Tingzhi was wearing armor and riding a tall horse, and he really looked like the real deal.
Zhang Biezhi led the way for Xiao Rong in front, and Di Fazeng protected him beside him. Xiao Rong passed through the crowds and finally came to the front.
Qu Yunmie was talking to someone else. He saw Xiao Rong appear out of the corner of his eye and immediately looked over. He looked very majestic in full armor, with the Xue Yinchou Spear hanging diagonally behind him. The red tassel on the top swayed with the movement of the horse. There was a distance of four or five arms between the two of them, but Xiao Rong could still see the flourishing smile on Qu Yunmie's face after he appeared.
In every previous expedition, Qu Yunmie would bring Gao Xunzhi along, but this time Xiao Rong suggested that Chenliu could not be without a prime minister. Gao Xunzhi thought about it and decided that Qu Yunmie would never listen to him when going out to fight, so he might as well stay and help Xiao Rong.
But it seemed inappropriate if he didn't bring any aides with him, so two of them were sent out from the aides to make up the numbers, and as for the palace, Yu Shaoxie was the only one who went with them.
Yu Shaoxie was relatively calm, but Yu Shaocheng, who was officially promoted to deputy general of Qu Yunmie, smiled so hard that all eight teeth were exposed. …
Song Shuo came to Xiao Rong at some point. He pouted and said, "I want to go too~"
Xiao Rong nodded: "Go ahead, there's still time, I'll ask someone to go back and pack your bags for you?"
Song Shuo: “…”
Hate it, can't you see that I just want to act coquettishly?
Amid the noise, everything was ready. Two large banners were brought out. When they were first brought out, they were rolled up. After being slowly unfolded, a soldier grabbed one corner and pulled it upwards. The next moment, the soldier holding the banner began to wave it. A loud sound rang out, and the red words "Zhenbei" with a white background and a red border were imprinted on everyone's retina.
No one spoke anymore. At this solemn and dignified moment, He Tingzhi looked at the identical faces of the soldiers and civilians around him. He couldn't help feeling a little anxious. He looked at the second banner, looking forward to the moment when the royal banner would be opened.
Soon, the second large banner was also opened, but the word embroidered on it was not "Yong", but "Qu" as in Qu Yunmie.
He Tingzhi: “…………”
Didn't they say they would attack in the name of the Yong Dynasty? !
Xiao Rong: That's true, but why are you being so ostentatious while on the march? It won't be too late to open it when we get to Shengle. ...
The war drums sounded and the trumpeters had already begun to prepare. Once the trumpet was blown, the army would be ready to leave.
At this tense and exciting moment, Zhang Biezhi suddenly shouted at the top of his lungs: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, for your triumphant return!"
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