Chapter 0080 Beautiful Things
The palace itself was quiet, and Xiao Rong's shout was like thunder out of the blue.
In an instant, all the nearby doors were opened. Even Chen ran out in a panic, holding up a pair of chubby hands covered in flour: "What dog? Which dog does Rong'er want to kill?"
Ashu: “…………”
Gao Xunzhi, who finally got to live a single life next door, also rushed over after hearing the news. Looking at the people in the yard, he was wondering what was going on when Xiao Rong rushed out with a murderous look in his hand, a sword in his hand. It really looked like he was going to take someone's life.
If he wasn't holding up a bloody hand.
Gao Xunzhi was stunned: "Ah Rong!"
The king has only been gone for less than half an hour, why are you so distressed?
After a lot of chaos.
The sword had been forcibly taken away by Gao Xunzhi. Xiao Rong was sitting at the table, and the doctor was bandaging his injured hand. Xiao Rong, filled with righteous indignation, hammered the table with his good hand while complaining to Gao Xunzhi.
"...I clearly said that this sword cannot be sharpened!"
"He was so good that he opened fire behind my back without telling me. Luckily I just touched the sword with my hand. If I had held the sword in my arms, the one listening to me now would not be you, Prime Minister Gao, but the King of Hell!"
Gao Xunzhi: “…” There are too many flaws.
He wanted to ask you why you were holding the sword in your arms, and why you had an unsharpened sword. At the same time, he also wanted to ask how your sword was taken away by Qu Yunmie. Although Qu Yunmie was arrogant, domineering, murderous and increasingly perverted, he was not the kind of person who would steal other people's things.
After a long silence, seeing Xiao Rong's angry expression, he finally didn't ask anything considerately, and only focused on calming him down: "Look at the bright side, the sword blade is quite sharp..."
Xiao Rong looked at him expressionlessly, then looked at his fingers that were wrapped like a carrot.
Gao Xunzhi shut up silently.
Xiao Rong tried his best to calm his voice, but he was still puzzled: "It took only one night. My sword is made of meteorite iron, but he completely sharpened it in one night. The king must have planned this long ago. He must have found a blacksmith a month ago and waited for the moment when my sword was alone!"
Gao Xunzhi: “…”
Although he had recently disliked Qu Yunmie, he still couldn't help but explain for Qu Yunmie: "Arong, the king doesn't need to find a blacksmith. There are few people who have been on the battlefield who don't know how to sharpen weapons. The king maintains his weapons himself. Others can't help even if they want to, because they don't have the strength."
Xiao Rong was stunned for a moment. He looked at the Chilong Sword, which was no longer the Huanghua Sword. The blades on both sides were polished smooth and sharp, and it looked like they were sharpened with a ruler. There were very faint traces of manual labor, and those who didn't know would think it was done by a machine.
From Xiao Rong's complaints, Gao Xunzhi also roughly guessed part of what happened last night. He smiled and shook his head: "This sword used to hang on the wall, and I didn't know it was a magical weapon. The king thought about it before leaving, and would rather risk making Ah Rong angry and sharpen the sword for you. He must be hoping that Ah Rong can use the sword to protect himself at a critical moment. Although I don't know what meteorite is, just looking at the sharpness of this sword, the king probably didn't close his eyes yesterday. Apart from the Xueyinchou Spear, there is no other weapon that can make the king so concerned."
Xiao Rong: “…”
He frowned tightly and still looked unhappy, but in the end he stopped scolding Qu Yunmie.
Just as Gao Xunzhi breathed a sigh of relief, he heard Xiao Rong say coldly, "Sixteen."
Gao Xunzhi looked up in confusion: "Ah? What sixteen?"
Xiao Rong: "I just counted, there are a total of sixteen scratches on both sides."
Gao Xunzhi: “…”
No matter how healthy he was, at Gao Xunzhi's age, his eyesight couldn't compare to that of a young person. He looked at the sword suspiciously, not knowing how Xiao Rong could see so many scratches on it. He blinked and asked Xiao Rong tentatively, "Then... wait until the king comes back and let him sharpen it for you?"
It happened that Xiao Rong's hand was also bandaged at this time. He held his injured right hand in front of his eyes and looked at the four radish heads. Xiao Rong snorted coldly: "He dare not not grind it even if he is left alone."
After saying that, he left angrily as usual, but this was his room, and no one knew where he would go after he left with a wave of his sleeves.
Gao Xunzhi looked at Xiao Rong's leaving figure with a confused expression on his face. After a while, he turned his head and looked at the sword lying quietly beside him.
The relationship between Arong and the king is getting better and better. Compared to the initial when he was extremely respectful and would think twice before saying anything, now Arong is almost riding on the king's neck.
Gao Xunzhi, as the prime minister and elder of Qu Yunmie, should have been very unhappy with such disrespect and arrogance, but he could only feel sweet in his heart, probably because he knew that there would be no one in the world who would treat the king more wholeheartedly than A Rong. Not to mention betrayal, if he really wanted to betray, he would not have come to the king in the first place. For a child of heaven with supernatural powers like A Rong, even if he established himself as king, others would not be able to do anything to him. Oh, it's great.
What a wonderful pair of a wise ruler and a virtuous minister, but...but...
The auntie smile on Gao Xunzhi's face gradually disappeared. He frowned and said the same thing in his heart.
Qu-Yun-Mie!
You always think of good things for me!!!*
Qu Yunmie is gone, but his legend is everywhere in the palace. …
The army set out at 3:30 am and finally stopped at 1:15 pm.
By the time they could see the Taihang Mountains, they had already left Chenliu, but now all they saw was a plain.
At noon, we just take a simple rest and replenish our energy. We don’t even need to make a fire to cook. We just need to eat some dry food and feed the horses.
Qu Yunmie sat under a tree. At this time, his personal soldiers had replaced the duties of the guards. No matter where Qu Yunmie went, Sen Wan would organize them to follow him. Dongfang Jin came over with dry food and water. As the king, Qu Yunmie naturally ate better than others. Others ate cakes, but he ate cakes and dried meat.
Looking at He Tingzhi not far away, he had already brought out the small copper pot.
Qu Yunmie: “…”
Among the people Xiao Rong mentioned, Qu Yunmie looked down upon He Tingzhi the most. Even though Huang Yanjiong was his mortal enemy and had a cruel and despicable personality, he still felt that Huang Yanjiong was stronger than He Tingzhi.
Because Huang Yanjiong at least has the ability and can really fight him for a few moves. Although he will lose soon, he at least has the courage. Look at He Tingzhi, who makes a living by flattering others and selling misery. He is neither good at literature nor martial arts, and he always uses the name of the dead to flatter himself.
But the dead are dead, and you can't refute him, so what he says is what it is.
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