General’s Gown Chapter 33

Chapter 33 Qi Yue Wu Yi Part 5

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If Xue Zhaoyi took a closer look, she would find that no matter whether it was the face or demeanour, that man was actually much more refined and elegant than her. The completely different temperament, like snow trickling from the iceberg, was clear and cold to the bones. 

But at this time Xue Zhaoyi didn’t want to look at it again. Her head was dazzled by a burst of self-righteous triumph in her chest. 

Oh, it turned out that she couldn’t wait on His Majesty in bed, so His Majesty found a stand-in who looked like her. 

However, a substitute must do his duty as a substitute, how dare he try to win over His Majesty’s favour? He must be tired of living.

In the Hall of Wende, Murong Xiu with a gloomy expression, put down the memorial with a slight “bang”, frightening the ministers on both sides. 

Xue Zhi, the second-rank Yushi doctor, had quite a few years on him. He stroked his gray beard and lightly touched Zhang Jian, who was on the other side of the Privy Council.

However, Zhang Jian looked down his nose, pretending he hadn’t seen him and remained silent. 

Xue Zheng couldn’t keep calm anymore. In the past few days, the court had repeatedly received urgent reports. At Mo Nan recently, a large number of Beirong officers and soldiers had been causing trouble, robbing houses, looting and killing people on the Monan border. The imperial court sent several senior officials to govern in succession, but these senior officials were used to staying in the capital. They had a superior bureaucracy but didn’t know how to deal with the sturdy nation of valiant people on horseback. One by one, they were bullied and sent back with swollen noses or beaten to death by Beirong people. 

What an embarrassment! 

Obviously, in the first battle more than half a year ago, they burned the food camp in Beirong and were beaten up by Yan Kingdom. How come the scars have healed so soon and forgotten the pain? 

It seems that this scar must be uncovered by them again so that they will have a better, longer memory! 

Xue Zheng said, “Your Majesty, things in the Mo Nan area really can’t be delayed any longer. Please, Your Majesty, select the right person to appease the people on the border.” 

“The right person?” Murong Xiu raised his head, his brows upturned with bitterness. “Each and every one of them are trash, who can I choose?” 

Xue Zheng was taken aback. Isn’t it obvious who to choose? Can’t the emperor see it?

He had no choice but to bite the bullet and say, “The officials think that General Yun Changqing is the most suitable.” 

As soon as he finished talking, Xue Zheng saw Zhang Jian subtly shake his head. Xue Zheng was puzzled for a while. Before he could think about it, Murong Xiu abruptly raised his head  and said with a faint smile, “Do you think he is suitable too?” 

So someone had elected General Yan before? Xue Zheng felt something in his heart and continued. “General Yan has won two big victories in Beirong. He is well-known and experienced. This time he is the best candidate to suppress the border hoodlums.” 

“The best?” Murong Xiu snorted. “General Yan was ill as soon as he returned to the capital, my beloved official Xue didn’t know?” 

Xue Zheng said, “General Yan is young and strong, and he only needs to rest for half a month to get better.” While he was talking, Xue Zheng was a little embarrassed. He heard that General Yan was seriously injured in a fierce battle with the vicious water bandits on the border in order to protect the temper snow stones and had been in closed doors since to recuperate. Haven’t been seen ever since, how could he know if he recovered or not. 

“What if he’s better and what if he’s not better?” Murong Xiu asked, “You are an experienced official. Knowing that they had lost two battles, the Beirong barbarians hate General Yan to death. This time if he was sent to fight against the bandits, what if something happens?” 

Xue Zheng looked at Murong Xiu with a puzzled expression on his face. His heart thought Leaving aside the deterrent power of Yan Changqing’s name on the Beirong people, what if he died in battle? The imperial court raising these generals, isn’t it just for them to die to serve the emperor’s grace? Why is it that listening to his emperor’s tone, it was as if he was treating General Yan as a treasure that he couldn’t dare let fall and break?

Xue Zheng shook his head. It seems that the emperor still cares about his childhood friendship with General Yan. He is too young and brash. 

He was about to say something, but suddenly he heard a noise outside the hall. Before the little eunuch could come forward to report, a woman with a slightly unkempt dress and abeaded head, brushing past the eunuch’s obstruction, ran in crying and plopped on her knees in front of the hall. 

Xue Zheng’s figure shook, almost unable to stand firm. Why didn’t his baby girl stay in the harem instead of breaking into the front hall, looking so dishevelled?! 

Murong Xiu glanced at Xue Zhaoyi, who was kneeling on the ground, inexplicably, and continued to lower his face to look at the memorial. His voice was a little unpleasant “Who let you break in?” 

The eunuch Liu Quan hurriedly cried, wanting to speak yet couldn’t, “Your Majesty, Zhaoyi Niang Niang is with child, and this servant really didn’t dare to stop…” As he spoke, he was at a loss on what to do and he desperately winked at Xue Zheng. 

However, before the confused Xue Zheng could speak, Xue Zhaoyi slammed her head to the ground, sobbing like a tear-stained beauty. “This concubine knows that she should not trespass into the front hall, but this is a matter of the royal family’s face. I request His Majesty to administer justice for Chen Qie.” 

With the private affairs of the harem in the forefront, Zhang Jian finally opened his mouth in embarrassment. “This minister will retire first.” 

Murong Xiu acted as if he didn’t hear him and didn’t nod his head. Zhang Jian didn’t know if he should laugh or cry. This little emperor had a temperament where his hatred must be avenged. Since Old man Xue touched his reverse scale, he must be thinking about paying it back. Now that Old man Xue’s precious daughter rushed in and committed a taboo, the little emperor must be keeping Zhang Jian from leaving to have him watch the excitement and embarrass Old Man Xue.

So Zhang Jian had to shake his sleeves and calmly prepare to watch the show. 

Without raising his head, Murong Xiu looked through the memorial in his hand and absent-mindedly said, “Administer justice? With your temper, can you even be bullied?” 

Xue Zhaoyi carefully wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with the tip of her fingers, so as not to let her tears ruin her meticulously painted makeup. She grieved and said. “It was a shameless slave. When this concubine was not paying attention, they actually wanted to…” Xue Zhaoyi after gritting her teeth, simply gave up. “wanted to molest this concubine!” 

The hall fell silent. 

Xue Zheng’s eyes widened, thinking that he was old and deaf and had misheard. 

Murong Xiu stopped his hand from writing, and said, “——Mo—Lest?” 

Then he looked at Liu Quan. 

Liu Quan knew that he couldn’t stop Xue Zhaoyi anymore, so he had to kneel on the ground, his forehead was beaded with sweat, his legs trembled, and his speech was faltering “This slave…this slave just wanted to say…say… that…that person was called to the side hall by Niang Niang, to…inquire…” 

Murong Xiu’s expression changed in an instant. The vermillion pen was thrown away, and he strode out. Seeing Murong Xiu’s face like this, Xue Zhaoyi was overjoyed and immediately got up to follow him. Still suffering from great grievances, in a very pitiful appearance, she said, “Your Majesty must get justice for this concubine, and properly punish that lustful slave.”

Xue Zheng and Zhang Jian looked at each other, each feeling a little embarrassed, but they had to follow Murong Xiu. 

As soon as Murong Xiu stepped into the side hall, his face turned blue when he saw the person standing quietly by the window. 

However, the more ugly his face was, the more confident Xue Zhaoyi was. 

She walked over, with a sharp voice, her long-suppressed hated was finally revealed. 

“What? I just had you kneel, but you refused to kneel, now that you see the emperor arrive, do you still refuse to kneel?!” 

However, she did not finish her words when Xue Zheng knelt down with a plop. 


Zhang Jian’s inner heart: Accidentally straying into H*ll, how can one get out gracefully, waiting online, anxiously. 

Liu Quan’s inner heart: The stupid Niang Niang is going to die, and this slave can’t stop the feeling of being wronged, cry~

Xue Zheng’s inner heart: Short-lived, short-lived, how many walnuts do I have to buy for my stupid daughter to replenish her brain??? Forget it, I’ll buy it for myself first.

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