Chapter 0123 Killed Them All
I don't know how many times I've stayed up all night.
Fortunately, both of them were young and had the energy to stay up late. Lying on a strange bed that originally belonged to someone, Xiao Rong found that he was not sleepy at all. His eyes were wide open like light bulbs, and his hands slid uncomfortably on the quilt. Then he turned his head to look at Qu Yunmie.
The latter really kept his promise, leaning against the head of the bed, tilting his head to look at him, and watching over him.
Xiao Rong: “…”
He said to Qu Yunmie, "I miss the palace."
Mainly thinking about his luxurious big bed, which was covered with more than ten layers of mattresses. When the weather got cold, the bed sheet was changed to a whole piece of thick Shu brocade. It was confirmed by the most worldly Buddhist in the whole palace that it was a tribute that would only be given to the emperor for his enjoyment.
However, Qu Yunmie did not snatch it from the emperor, but from the Wusun people. No one knows how many hands it has passed through.
Everyone else knew that they were good things and were reluctant to use them, so they were all stored away. However, Xiao Rong’s idea was that everyone was a human being for the first time, so why couldn’t I use some good things.
Gao Xunzhi nodded frantically, "That's right, it's a waste to leave it alone anyway, come on, Ah Rong, try this plain gauze coat again." ...
Having been away for so long, Qu Yunmie had almost forgotten what the palace looked like. But just hearing these two words made him feel at peace. He pulled the corner of his mouth and said, "I want to go back, too."
At this time, Xiao Rong turned over and sat up. He faced Qu Yunmie and supported himself on the bed with both hands. "Shen Yangrui has already escaped. The people of Nanyong dare not commit crimes again. Can we go back to Chenliu next?"
Qu Yunmie nodded: "After cleaning up the remaining hooligans."
Xiao Rong was about to laugh, and then he heard Qu Yunmie continue: "But I won't stop here."
Xiao Rong was stunned, not understanding what this meant by "not giving up".
Before he asked, Qu Yunmie explained to him: "After I go back, I will reorganize the four armies. After this year, I will lead my troops south. The seventh year of Shengde will be the death date I have chosen for the people of Nanyong."
Xiao Rong heard him talking about the Nanyong people, but his body didn't react, so Qu Yunmie should just be referring to them. He turned his eyes away, not knowing what he was thinking, while Qu Yunmie pursed his lips and said again: "I remember you said before that you didn't want me to fight with Nanyong. You wanted me to serve the king, but the Nanyong court is not worth it for me to do so. They want to use you to threaten me. I don't know who came up with this idea, so I will kill everyone who might have come up with this idea."
Just stating his thoughts in such a straightforward manner made Qu Yunmie feel angry. He immediately lowered his eyes and no longer faced Xiao Rong. He had this idea last night, and he would do it even if Xiao Rong disagreed.
But Xiao Rong did not disagree. Looking at Qu Yunmie's profile, Xiao Rong's expression slightly changed. After two short seconds, he replied very easily, "Okay."
Qu Yunmie was stunned for a moment, then he turned his head back: "What did you say?"
Xiao Rong shrugged and repeated in a good-tempered manner: "I said it is mid-October now. If we fight again in the spring of next year, we still have two months to prepare. You don't have to worry about anything else. Just win a battle. The other gentlemen and I will escort you."
Two months is neither too long nor too short. It is just enough time to gather the areas north of the Huai River. Qu Yunmie defeated the Xianbei and now dealt a heavy blow to Shen Yangrui. It is the time for other cities to be the most honest, and those scholars who were kept there can come in handy.
Moreover, attacking Nanyong at the beginning of the year can also give them enough time to prepare for the change of dynasty. Some people, after conquering the world, would rush to change the reign title in the middle of the year. The people would not adapt to it and the scholars would not agree. If the beginning was not good, the rest would be even more difficult.
Xiao Rong was thinking about what he was going to do in his mind. Choosing a site to build the imperial palace was the first priority. He also had to invite a few respected Confucian scholars or Taoist priests to endorse Qu Yunmie in advance, and also build momentum. He needed to find someone who could look at the stars and find ways to create some auspicious signs and attach them to Qu Yunmie and the Zhenbei Army.
By the way, not all the officials of Nanyong should die. People like the Grand Historian, who has no real power but is particularly mysterious, can be kept and even used for personal purposes. After all, if he becomes depressed and makes a curse before dying, even if the curse fails, the people will think it has come true.
Xiao Rong opened his mouth to tell Qu Yunmie about this, but Qu Yunmie also had something to say.
"...Aren't you afraid that I will be criticized?"
Xiao Rong blinked his eyes: "This is a different time. If everything goes well, I naturally still hope that you can replace Nanyong in the name of serving the king, but things are not so smooth. Nanyong is seeking death, and your state of mind has been affected. I am here to assist you, not to abuse you. If you really want to do this, then I will naturally support you. This is called sacrificing -" Life is for a gentleman.
Halfway through his words, he realized that this sentence was a bit inappropriate, so he shut up silently, then smiled and stuck out his tongue at Qu Yunmie.
Qu Yunmie chuckled. Although he knew what Xiao Rong wanted to say, he was not irritated. It was just an unintentional remark. He was not so fragile. The things that could irritate him were all real things that had happened.
Xiao Rong still wasn't sleepy at all. Not only was he not sleepy, he even looked a little too energetic. He leaned against the head of the bed and wanted to talk to Qu Yunmie, and he spoke very fast, much faster than usual.
Xiao Rong treated Qu Yunmie as a fragile glass doll. He didn't dare to say harsh words to him. He kept observing his reaction. After he fell silent, he suddenly became furious. He thought the abnormal person was Qu Yunmie, and that everything he did was to appease Qu Yunmie. But in fact, there were two abnormal people in this room. ...
If Xiao Rong was calm, he would not suddenly get angry at Qu Yunmie. After all, after what happened last night, everyone knew that Qu Yunmie should be given time to heal, but Xiao Rong was very anxious. In his eyes, if Qu Yunmie remained in this state, he would never get better. Xiao Rong could not accept this, especially he could not accept that Qu Yunmie became like this because of him.
Now that Qu Yunmie was willing to speak, he became overly excited again. It was not that he was very happy, he just didn't want to sleep, didn't want to close his eyes, didn't want to relax, and didn't want to let himself return to darkness. He wanted to continue chatting with Qu Yunmie, even though everything he said could be mentioned later.
Qu Yunmie looked at Xiao Rong. He didn't interrupt him at first, but after listening for a while, he suddenly reached out and pushed Xiao Rong back down. Xiao Rong was talking excitedly, and he was stunned for a moment, but he didn't resist. After Qu Yunmie pushed him back to the bed, he said in a commanding tone: "You should go to bed."
Xiao Rong: "...but I don't want to sleep."
Qu Yunmie asked him: "Why don't you want to sleep?"
Xiao Rong opened his mouth and gave him an answer after a long while: "It's too cold."...
There was a charcoal fire in the room, and it had been lit since Gao Xunzhi came last night. Gao Xunzhi didn't know if Xiao Rong would be able to come back, but he still prepared a warm room for him. Gao Xunzhi specifically ordered the soldiers to make the charcoal fire burn brighter, because he knew Xiao Rong was afraid of the cold.
The room was now warm enough to wear light clothing, and Xiao Rong was still covered with a quilt, so his answer seemed a little outrageous.
Qu Yunmie looked at him without pointing this out. He looked at his hands that were wrapped like dumplings and was silent for a moment. He moved towards Xiao Rong, kicked away his own quilt, and then lifted Xiao Rong's. The slightly cool air poured in for an instant, and was then filled with hot air. Qu Yunmie even turned sideways. His tall and strong figure was like a solid fortress that belonged to Xiao Rong. Xiao Rong was squeezed in a small gap between him and the wall. He didn't want to admit it, but he really felt a lot more at ease.
At this time, Qu Yunmie put his arm on Xiao Rong's body. He patted Xiao Rong gently and urged him again, "Go to sleep."
“…”
The sleepiness seemed to come on him inexplicably, and Xiao Rong's eyelids felt tired in an instant.
But he resisted the urge to close his eyes and asked Qu Yunmie, "Aren't you going to sleep?"
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