The main force finally arrived in Wangbai Town at dusk and camped on the outskirts of the town. Feng Qin helped Jun Xu remove her armour. Just as he put his arms around her waist, he heard a report from outside the relay station
‘Marshal, the county magistrate is here to see you.’
Jun Xu turned around and kissed Feng Qin’s lips, licking them carefully, but heard a cool and good-sounding voice outside the door
“Marshal Shen, I have an urgent matter to discuss with you.’
Junxu slowly kissed from Feng Qin’s lips, kissing his earlobes one after the other. Feng Qin’s hand slowly stroked into her clothes, slowly moving along her smooth back
‘Marshal, forgive me for being presumptuous, but if the marshal does not agree, I will force my way in!’
Junxu looked up, force your way in? Forcing your way into the marshal’s tent is a capital offence. This person is interesting. A gentle kiss landed on Feng Qin’s straight nose, and he walked out of the compartment
‘Come in.‘
Jin Xiyang walked in with a slight anger. When he looked up, a trace of embarrassment flashed in his eyes. Jun Xu’s clothes were in disarray, and the crystal-clear jade-like neck and collarbone were exposed at the loose hem of his clothes. There were slight red marks on them, and his long hair was scattered behind him. He was casually leaning on the couch, looking tired and listless like a fluffy young tiger
’I am Jin Xiyang, your subordinate, and I have come to see the marshal.’
‘Please rise. What is the urgent matter that requires you to see me at this late hour?‘
Jin Xiyang looked up at Jun Xu without fear. His clear eyes were dignified in the candlelight, like a young bamboo. Jun Xu sat up straight slightly
’Marshal, the soldiers are lacking supplies.‘
’No, there is an adequate supply of food and fodder.‘
’Marshal, is it possible for men to pass through the barracks?”
Jun Xu narrowed his eyes slightly
‘No.‘
’General Zhenxi led his soldiers to break into private homes, loot property, and forcibly take men from the people! May I ask the marshal, is this army here to resist the Qin invasion or to invade its own land?!‘
There was a moment of silence in the room. Junxu did not move, his eyes lowered as he watched the candlelight, a shadow swaying on the wall. Jin Xiyang’s eyes were like a stream in the sun, glassy and refreshing.
’Jin Xiyang…?’
‘Yes.‘
’Who are you apprenticed to?‘
’Jin Xiyang has no connections in the capital.‘
’I can arrange an exhibition for you, but the question is: has Lord Jin thought it through?‘
Jin Xiyang was taken aback, but then his bright eyes filled with gratitude
’To die in words is death by words, to die in battle is death by battle. As a local official, if Jin Xiyang dies pleading the people’s cause, he will have died well.‘
’In that case…perhaps…’
Behind the screen, there was the sound of a piece of porcelain falling to the ground. Jun Xu gently averted his gaze, his voice faint
‘Do as you wish.’
As soon as the words fell, Feng Qin hurriedly came out of the inner room
‘Marshal, think twice!’
Jun Xu glanced at Feng Qin, whose long, narrow eyes were tilted askew. The lingering eroticism had not yet faded, and his eyes, like black pearls, were moist and shiny, but his pupils were tightly contracted, giving off a piercing light.
It was these eyes that would make her fall in love. Unfortunately, falling in love was just that – falling in love – and it still could not change her original intention. Jun Xu was still Jun Xu.
She stood up gently, and in front of Jin Xiyang, Jun Xu kissed Feng Qin, and at the end, they looked at each other quietly. Feng Qin looked at Jun Xu’s gentle eyes, and his heart ached a little
‘Zhan Qiao, she is…‘ The sister-in-law of the crown princess
’I know‘
’Then, you…‘
Junxu gently hugged Feng Qin
’Because there is justice in the world.’
The woman disappeared from Feng Qin’s view like that, but Feng Qin couldn’t reach out to stop her. He had gone from wealth to poverty, and had seen the vicissitudes of life, but at this moment, her light remark felt like a thousand pounds.
He didn’t know where the breeze came from, but it disturbed the flickering candlelight. Feng Qin suddenly felt as if he had lost all strength, and slowly sat down on the ground. He covered his eyes and bit his wrist, crying bitterly.
Pulling open Zhan Qiao’s military tent, he saw a scene of utter desolation. Jun Xu’s gaze remained unchanged, while the clear eyes of Jin Xiyang, who followed her, reflected a fire in the dark night.
Zhan Qiao tilted his head, his face wretched. The person beneath him was already crying and beginning to convulse, suffering, terrified, mortified and dying of shame. Jun Xu’s gaze was like that of a god or Buddha, faintly clear and compassionate, but without the slightest trace of human smoke and fire
‘General Zhan, do you refuse to greet your commander-in-chief?”
Jing Lan stood behind Jun Xu, feeling only a rush of blood to the head. The sword in his hand clicked as he drew it from its sheath. Jun Xu stopped him with a faint glance. Zhan Qiao finished climaxing on his own, threw the person under him to the ground, walked off the bed casually, and sat down on the chair with his bottom
‘What does the marshal want in my tent in the middle of the night?‘
The strong smell of wine and the taste of lust made people want to vomit. Jin Xiyang’s eyebrows were about to rise, and Jun Xu still looked at Zhan Qiao indifferently
’Someone come‘
’Yes‘
’Punish him according to the military law‘
’Respect the military order!‘
Zhan Qiao slapped the table and stood up, his face full of anger
’Dare you!!! Shen Da, I tell you, if you dare to touch a hair on my head, I will make you eat the consequences!!!’
Jing Lan looked at Jun Xu hesitantly, but Jun Xu’s face was as calm as water. The two black-clad guards took Zhan Qiao down with little difficulty. Zhan Qiao fell to his knees and yelled
“Shen, you don’t really think you’re the marshal, do you? Huh? Don’t you dare touch me! The crown princess won’t let you go! How many heads do you have? You’re so bold!’
Her full lips curled up slightly as Junxu laughed, the flickering firelight reflecting off her silver mask. Jin Xiyang’s face was pale, and Jinglan’s legs were shaking a little. Only Zhan Qiao yelled fearlessly
‘Aren’t you afraid of causing a mutiny in the army? ! What kind of person are you? !’
Jinglan’s tongue twirled, and the cold air from Junxu’s body was already freezing her
“The marshal has ordered it! Drag him out!
In the large square where the army was stationed, a man wrapped in fine linen soaked in sesame oil was hanging in the air, tied in the shape of a cross. Fire was burning in his hands. If you hadn’t seen it with your own eyes, no one would have imagined that there was such a way to kill someone.
The most primitive screams echoed in the empty night sky, a kind of miserable cry of extreme physical pain. The 500 soldiers who tried to save Zhan Qiao were stunned by the cold tips of Shen Da’s 5,000 armoured soldiers‘ arrows, and they watched the man in the air with fear in their eyes.
In the night wind, the dancing firelight rippled a warm colour in Jun Xu’s gentle eyes. His dark hair hung down softly.
’Violation of military orders is punishable by death. Insulting the commander-in-chief is punishable by extreme punishment. Provoking a military mutiny cannot be redeemed by death.’
‘Did you all see that? This is to set an example.‘
Jun Xu turned around gently
’Jinglan, hand over the property and people to Lord Jin to take back, compensate for the property appropriately, Jun Xu’s rule is not strict, and I apologize here.”
Jin Xiyang looked at Jun Xu, and involuntarily bowed his head, not daring to speak.
Jun Xu nodded slightly, walked towards his own tent, passed by the mutinous sergeant, and softly spat out two words
‘Release the arrows.”
Behind him, it was like an ensemble under a baton. When Junxu had walked 50 steps, there was only Zhan Qiao’s howling left, and the lively schoolyard was surprisingly quiet.
In front of him was a warm orange tent, and behind him was a bloody battlefield. Junxu was a little confused, stopped in his tracks, and raised his head. In the sky, there were no stars or moon, only the night wind gently stroking his long hair.