Chapter 807: Do Not Kill the Envoy

The two of them had a sweet and fulfilling night, but it was inevitable that they would not get enough rest after spending the whole night together. Until dawn, the two of them were still leaning against each other, chatting about the war.

The poor soldier on duty was guarding the door. He knocked on the door three times in the middle of the night because he was worried. He really wanted to ask the general if he had asked the general clearly about the food and grass matter. Why did you stay in the room for so long asking?

He was worried about what if Xie Xiaoer was a man with ulterior motives and the general was plotted against him?

However, the general responded impatiently all three times: "Shut up!"

So the soldier could only judge from his general's tone that it was indeed nothing serious, and he even felt displeased that a good thing was interrupted by him. However, he couldn't help but think of his general who was betrothed to him when he was in the imperial capital. Regarding the matter of the legitimate son of the Xie family, I then thought about the fact that Xie Xiaoer in the room had a very beautiful appearance. This... the general would not be like him...

The more I thought about it, the more uneasy I became. The soldiers could only stay outside dutifully, not daring to let down their guard and keeping an eye on what was going on in the house, but also for fear of hearing something they shouldn't hear. It was simply an unspeakable torture. .

But just after dawn, Ming Zi arrived with several of his envoys, and politely asked the soldiers to inform him.

The soldier stood outside the door and shouted: "General, the South Vietnamese envoy wants to see you."

There was no movement in the house.

"The general hasn't gotten up yet?" Ming Zi apologized, without revealing her true thoughts. "It seems that I came too early. I shouldn't have come so early to disturb the general's good sleep."

The soldier said nothing.

"I heard that a spy came last night." Ming Zi looked at the soldiers, "I wonder what it was for?"

The soldier looked at him as if he were an idiot.

Ming Zi was a little angry at his look, but he was always good at concealing his emotions and said in confusion: "My lord, this is..."

The soldier said: "I don't know."

Is he that stupid? What to ask, what to answer?

The spy is from Dongling, not from South Vietnam. What does it have to do with him being an envoy from South Vietnam? Come here and ask him.

Ming Zi frowned slightly and stood silently for a moment.

The soldier shouted to the door again: "General!"

"What are you shouting for?!"

Click!

The sound of the tea cup breaking was particularly harsh.

Xuanyuan Yao's furious voice sounded, "Get in!"

The soldier was stunned by the roar, and quickly pushed the door open, only to see his general sitting neatly behind the desk in his robes, his face cold and angry, and his whole body was filled with the aura of an approaching storm.

And Xie Xiaoer, who had sent in information last night and had not left all night, was now kneeling on the ground with his head lowered... Huh? Kneel on the ground?

The soldier's expression paused slightly, and then he frowned and stared at Xie Xiaoer. He didn't quite understand what happened. Could it be that the general interrogated him all night last night?

"What's going on?" Xuanyuan Yao said coldly and angrily, "The soul is calling out so early in the morning!"

The soldier was shocked and came to his senses, lowered his head and said: "The envoy of South Vietnam, Mr. Zi, wants to see you."

Hearing this, Xuanyuan Yao's expression seemed to become colder: "Let them come in."

"yes!"

When the soldiers left, they asked respectfully: "Do you want to humble yourself and make a pot of tea?"

"What kind of tea are you making?" Xuanyuan Yao said angrily, "Get out!"

"Yes." The soldiers quickly retreated and motioned for Mingzi to come in.

Ming Zi stood outside the door and naturally heard the movement in the house, feeling slightly uneasy. After he entered the city, the news was blocked, and people were monitoring his coming and going. It was difficult to know what happened outside the city that night. He was a little confused by the sudden anger, but his intuition told him that this anger might have something to do with him.

In the room, apart from Xuanyuan Yao sitting behind the desk, there was only Xie Xiaoer kneeling aside.

Xie Jin, who was already a little tired after traveling for days, and after another strenuous exercise last night, finally saw two circles of green shadows. The guy who was proficient in the art of disguise only applied some dim powder on his face, and his whole body looked... When he got up, he looked obviously pale and haggard, with a dull look.

At this time, he was kneeling on the ground, as if he was being questioned. His face was gray and trembling, and he could hardly bear the general's anger.

So much so that when Ming Zi came in and saw him, she felt that he was just a soldier who made a mistake, and there was no way he could be associated with the majestic, proud and noble Xie Jiuye, the legitimate son of the Xie family in the court.

Ming Zi glanced at him calmly, then turned to look at Xuanyuan Yao: "I wonder what happened when the general got angry so early in the morning?"

"Master Zi, do you have the nerve to ask?" Xuanyuan Yao's face turned livid, and he looked at Ming Zi's eyes with anger and solemnity, "What did you say last night? South Vietnam is very sincere? At the same time, it sent people to negotiate, and at the same time, it sent people to destroy my food and grass. This is you The sincerity of the South Vietnamese Emperor!"

Ming Zi was shocked: "This is a misunderstanding..."

Bang!

"What's the misunderstanding?" Xuanyuan Yao stood up and said in a cold voice, "Where's the misunderstanding? It's already this time, and you're still telling me about the misunderstanding? Come on! Take them all down!"

There were hurried footsteps outside the door, and several soldiers pushed in and quickly surrounded several South Vietnamese envoys, including Ming Zi.

The faces of the envoys behind Ming Zi all changed: "The two armies are fighting, don't kill the envoy!"

Ming Zi's hands hanging by her sides were quietly clenched.

"Master Zi, do you want to take action?" Xuanyuan Yao sneered, "If you dare to take action, this general will have you killed on the spot!"

Ming Zi pursed her lips, her expression becoming cold and unpredictable.

He looked at Xuanyuan Yao silently, clearly seeing the anger in the other person's eyes, which was the anger of being fooled. Mingzi silently considered the current situation in his mind. He knew that if he took action at this time, even if he could kill a few people on the other side, he would never get any benefits - unless he could capture Xuanyuan Yao in the shortest time.

Shuoshan City is now under the control of Xuanyuan Yao. Without his words, Mingzi and several envoys would not be able to leave the city smoothly. It would be no good for anyone to really break up.

The air of silence and uneasiness lingered.

I don’t know how much time passed, but Ming Zi slowly lowered her eyes and her expression turned into an apologetic and humble expression: "General, please believe in our sincerity. The matter of food and grass is definitely not what my emperor meant. Although I don’t know what happened outside, I can guarantee that the emperor will do this." There is no falsehood in the sincerity of cooperation with the general.”

Xuanyuan Yao sneered: "Things have already happened, Master Zi is still talking to me about your sincerity? Why should I, the general, believe in your sincerity?"

"When the two armies are fighting, food and grass are the life of the soldiers. Once the food and grass are lost, the general will be furious and point the finger directly at South Vietnam." Ming Zi said, "I suspect that someone is deliberately obstructing it and wants to put the blame on South Vietnam. Please also ask General, you know better, don’t fall for the villain.”

"Really?" Xuanyuan Yao sneered and slowly sat down on the chair, "How can I, the general, believe that what you said is true?"

Ming Zi was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Xie Jin who was kneeling on the ground thoughtfully: "Is this little brother a soldier escorting grain and grass? I wonder who is responsible for transporting grain and grass in Dongling this time? Something happened to grain and grass, he Why were you sent to deliver the message?”

Xie Jin lowered his head and ignored him at all.

Ming Zi frowned.

"He is indeed a soldier responsible for escorting grain and grass." Xuanyuan Yao said coldly, "As for why he was sent to deliver the news, it is because he has good riding skills, a smart mind, and quick reactions. The adults responsible for escorting grain and grass know how to make good use of others. Master Zi Should we take care of this too?”