Xiao Rong: “…”
After a moment of silence, he continued to listen to what was happening inside.
Qu Yunmie: "Yuan Baifu! Did you ignore the military orders I issued? If you find Li Xiuheng's whereabouts, report to me immediately! Now that you let him escape, what crime will you be punished for?"
Yuan Baifu just said that Li Xiuheng ran away on the day Chenli County was captured, and when he arrived there, not to mention Chenli County, even Jiangyang County had been captured.
When Qu Yunmie stood up, Yuan Baifu half-knelt reflexively. He pursed his lips and quickly answered, "Li Xiuheng is a vindictive and petty person. He has been like a stray dog over the years, and has sought refuge with many forces, but he couldn't stay in any of them for long. Now he has fallen again and become a minion of the Qingfeng Sect. Your Majesty, as the King of Zhenbei, really shouldn't act just for such a villain!"
Qu Yunmie: "Why do you have to interfere with what I want to do?"
Yuan Baifu listened to this really angry voice, gritted his teeth, endured it again and again, and finally he endured it.
He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Yes, Your Majesty is right. I have overstepped my authority."
Qu Yunmie was so angry that he paced back and forth in the main hall. He wanted to catch Li Xiuheng, but after so many days, that person had disappeared. The only clue was the Qingfeng Sect, but the influence of the Qingfeng Sect spread throughout the Central Plains.
The more he thought about it, the angrier he became. Qu Yunmie kicked over the table next to him, breaking the wooden legs, and then shouted angrily, "Get out!"
Yuan Baifu said nothing and got up and left. He knew Qu Yunmie's temper. This man could not be persuaded. The more he persuaded, the more irritated he would become. He could only leave him alone.
Yuan Baifu left, and Qu Yunmie was alone in the palace, but the noise never stopped.
Xiao Rong listened in shock to the clanging sounds coming from the opposite side. After a while, as if everything that could be smashed had been smashed, Qu Yunmie suddenly pushed the door open and strode away.
At this time, Xiao Rong felt a little dizzy and almost fell against the wall.
Gao Xunzhi quickly helped him up and looked at him worriedly: "Mr. Xiao, what's wrong with you?"
Could it be that he was frightened by their king and fell ill?
Thinking of this, Gao Xunzhi quickly said something nice to Qu Yunmie: "What happened today is indeed for a reason. The king is not usually like this. I hope Mr. Xiao can understand--"
Xiao Rong stood up and shook his head. "I'm fine. Thank you for your concern, Prime Minister. Um, they are talking about Li Xiuheng. Does Prime Minister know who he is?"
Hearing this question, Gao Xunzhi sighed: "Ten years ago, he was the commander of the Zhenbei Army and the Beifu Army."...
Being familiar with history does not mean being familiar with the people in history.
After all, there are only a few people who are recorded, and most of them are weathered away in the past along with their bodies.
Li Xiuheng was just like what Yuan Baifu said, a complete villain. He had never done anything good in his life, so it was understandable that he was not recorded, but who would have thought that he was still an important figure in the real development history of the Zhenbei Army?
If it weren't for him, the Zhenbei Group, which was named and formed by Qu Yunmie's father, would not have suddenly changed its name to the Beifu Group, and its nature would have changed from a spontaneous self-defense force among the people to a lackey of the imperial court that could do whatever it wanted.
If it weren't for him, the Zhenbei Army wouldn't have suffered so much for so many years, and would not have been mocked by the imperial court and the aristocratic families they protected. They called the Zhenbei Army a den of pariahs, and they didn't care if their fighting power was gained in vain, and they didn't care how many people died.
If he hadn't been there, there wouldn't have been his greed, the old men in the Zhenbei Army wouldn't have been consumed so quickly, and Qu Yunmie's brother, the successor of the Zhenbei Army who had been trained for more than ten years and praised by everyone, wouldn't have been framed by him and eventually died under the Xianbei cavalry.
It was difficult for Xiao Rong to empathize with this feeling.
He is only nineteen years old this year. He has never been a subordinate to anyone, nor has he worked outside. He doesn't know what it feels like to work hard while his boss is trying his best to hold him back.
I don’t quite understand the drama of this sudden change in life and the loss of good days.
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