Your Majesty, Please Stop!

Chapter 40: Night Reading of the Pigeon

Different from the joyful atmosphere at the Fulong Village with their potato breakfast, the soldiers and reinforcements at the base of the peak were filled with gloom and despair.

Miss Su was trapped in the bandit stronghold. First, the six chief catchers were defeated one by one by the bandit leader, wasting the time of a thousand soldiers. Then, the reinforcements arrived, with an impressive lineup, but who could have expected that young Lord Murong would join the bandits?

After a whole night had passed, Su Zefeng, Yuan Yourong, and the catchers still couldn't let go of their worries. Even if they racked their brains, they couldn't understand what went wrong with Murong Xiu.

This blow to morale was simply too great!

Everyone was at a loss for a moment, while the wise and learned scholar just sat in meditation, not even opening his eyes.

Su Zefeng, who was anxious and impatient, shouted insults towards the peak, selecting a few loud voices.

He thought this idea was good. Insulting each other in front of the two armies could lure the enemy out and make use of military strategy. Moreover, with many people at the base of the peak taking turns to participate, using "sound wave skills" could confuse the bandits, making them annoyed, while their side would change from passive to active.

Therefore, a group of ruffians and scoundrels who were originally catchers finally found a place to display their skills.

"The evil bandits on the mountain have lost all sense of shame. They commit all sorts of evil deeds, worse than pigs and dogs. Three-year-old children have no mothers and eat pig food, growing festering sores on their buttocks. When squeezed, it flows like their mother... Hahaha..."

The insults were satisfying, but who would have expected that the petite female bandit on the peak, who looked like a small chili pepper, would counterattack? With her hands on her hips and round peach blossom eyes wide open, she began to retaliate: "You can't spit out ivory from your dog mouth. Look at you wearing official clothes, pretending to be important, a bunch of despicable scoundrels. Ugly and big-mouthed, male thieves and female prostitutes. The mother has become a flower prostitute and still wants to learn how to be a catcher. Go eat dog shit... Hmph!"

The final "hmph" with hands on hips was quite cute, but the venom in her words was not to be underestimated.

There was a moment of silence at the base of the peak.

The group of catchers had never been insulted like this before. Anyone who dared to insult them had been locked up in the dungeon.

Su Zefeng was furious. "Don't stop, continue insulting!"

The catchers had no choice but to continue their verbal assault, using all their skills in humiliation.

With their large numbers, Han Qiniang's voice was quickly drowned out.

It seemed like they were about to be overwhelmed.

At this moment, several more bandits walked out from the peak, with Murong Xiu among them. They only heard him angrily shout, "Hey!"

This roar was like a thunderbolt on a clear day, ringing in the catchers' ears.

Then, they saw him point with his big hand:

"You are dead dolls, rotten buttocks, pus on your heads, sores on your feet, pimples in your eyes, can't even have children, your wife is a man,

Your mother gave birth, your father died, your sister is a sister, your brother sells himself, haha, dig a dog, eat dead fetuses, drink snot, covered in sores, blah blah blah..."

Not only did he curse, but he also picked his nose, stuck out his tongue, and wiggled his butt, laughing like crazy.

This move is simply too amazing, his power instantly skyrocketed.

The people below the peak had never seen such a sight before. Yesterday, he was still the elegant and handsome young master Murong, but now he looked like a ghost, leaving everyone dumbfounded!

Xin Zhuo held Su Miaojin's hand, standing behind her, away from the crowd, not giving the opportunity for the scholar to attack.

"You..." Su Miaojin's face would sometimes blush and sometimes turn pale. She wanted to break free but couldn't, so she could only feel annoyed and angry, letting him hold her.

At this moment, Xin Zhuo completely disregarded Su Miaojin's feelings. He just thought... damn! Murong Xiu is too amazing. With this level of skill, even he might not be his match!

Murong Xiu cursed for half an hour, his voice became hoarse. He left the constables below stunned and turned back, facing everyone's gaze, he smiled proudly, "Today you finally know who I am, it feels so good! What are you all looking at?"

Xin Zhuo smiled and thought, he could promote Murong Xiu to a higher position, let him be the fifth in command. In the future, he could specialize in arguing with people. He might not win fights for Fulong Village, but he must never lose in cursing.

The bandits and constables took turns to curse all day, and it was difficult to determine a winner.

Halfway through, Xin Zhuo tried to persuade them to continue negotiating. There were still positions available for sacrifices, but as Murong Xiu said, the people below the peak were no longer buying it.

Night fell, and both sides "ceased fire."

Xin Zhuo quietly stood in the hidden darkness, observing the area below the peak. He felt that continuing like this might not work.

Who guards against thieves for a thousand days?

Moreover, reinforcements from the capital might still come. By then...

With a heart full of hesitation, he returned to his room. Su Miaojin had washed the dishes and her face, and after some internal struggle, she had already gotten into bed, pulled the covers over her head when she saw him come in, as if she didn't want to face him, quickly covering her face with the blanket.

This...

So, it turns out that young ladies who are well-educated and knowledgeable are still quite obedient.

Xin Zhuo smiled, took off his shoes, and lay down in bed.

The two of them were side by side, no one spoke, giving off a feeling of an old married couple.

"It's still early, what should we talk about?" Xin Zhuo said.

Su Miaojin: "..."

"You think we're both like this now? How are you going to get married in the future?"

"Do you have to meddle?"

"Let's change the topic. Why don't you practice martial arts? If you were at the seventh or eighth realm, who could catch you?"

"... " Su Miaojin seemed to be caught up in some thoughts, lost in contemplation.

"You're not talking again?"

"My stomach hurts! I don't want to talk."

"Stomachache? Is it that time of the month?"

"... Yes!"

It was something difficult to mention, but Su Miaojin said it without any psychological burden. There was nothing worse than the present situation, wasn't there?

"When did it start?"

"At noon!"

"Drink more water!"

"?"

And that was the end of it.

Xin Zhuo: "Hoo~"

Su Miaojin turned her head and glanced at him, making sure he was really asleep. She wrinkled her nose, made a fierce expression, and lightly kicked his foot.

"Serves you right for being arrogant, for grabbing my hand. I'll kick you to death."

Then she inexplicably chuckled.

But then she put on a serious face again, furrowing her brows, seemingly frightened by her own strange mentality.

"Why am I like this? I'm going crazy, crazy, I'm really going crazy."

Late at night!

In the quiet courtyard outside, there suddenly came a faint sound of wind breaking, followed by the sound of a bird flapping its wings.

"Boss?"

It was Murong Xiu's voice.

Xin Zhuo suddenly woke up, grabbed the hilt of his knife, and turned to look at Su Miaojin, who was sleeping peacefully. He got up and walked to the door. "What's the matter?"

"Just now, Master Haoxue came by and I scared him away."

Murong Xiu's voice sounded a bit nervous. "I received a homing pigeon message from home. Something big has happened."

Xin Zhuo cautiously walked out, made sure there was no one else, and stood in a straight line with Murong Xiu. "What's the big thing?"

"The rebels in Xiongfeng Mountain are attacking Qixia Town to the east of the city. The troops outside the city have already gone to fight."

Murong Xiu rubbed his hands. "The prefect urgently called back the constables to maintain order!"

"They won't save Miss Su?"

Xin Zhuo was surprised. If the other side was pretending, the situation would be different.

"Of course they will! They've been replaced by experts from the four major families. There are about thirty people at the eighth realm and six people at the seventh realm. My grandfather and I... also came. He is a sixth rank expert. He asked me to join the army, kill the thieves, and make contributions to offset the crimes."

As Murong Xiu said this, his face showed the pain and struggle under the moonlight.

"Do you want to go back?"

Xin Zhuo coldly questioned.

Murong Xiu shook his head and said firmly, "I can't go back. I already have a stain on me for betraying the thieves in front of so many people. If I go back, I'll be laughed at. It's better to die than to live.

And I really want to be a bandit. Being a bandit is so carefree. Boss, please don't misunderstand. What I actually mean is... let's run away? Those people will catch up tomorrow night."

Xin Zhuo fell silent. He actually had a similar plan. It was time to call it quits. But he still asked unwillingly, "Do you think, with Miss Su in our hands, we can't handle them?"

Murong Xiu said, "It's not that we can't handle them. This woman's background is too big. No one dares to harm her. But this time, all the people who came are experts. There are too many variables. Once they catch up to us, we won't be able to escape.

However, there is one advantage. They are not government officials, so they can't mobilize the entire city's forces to surround us along the way. As long as we hide in the mountains, they won't find us. We can even go to other mountains to rob and have fun!"

"In that case, we definitely can't bring Su Miaojin with us, right?"

"Of course not. We have to abandon her, otherwise we'll be chased to the ends of the earth!"

"If we abandon her, will they let us go?"

"They won't!" Murong Xiu's face looked embarrassed. "The government has lost face this time, and the Yuan family has suffered a big loss. I have also betrayed them. My family probably won't let me off either. But if we abandon Su Miaojin, at least it won't be so urgent!"

"Alright, I'll consider it. You should rest early."

Xin Zhuo turned and went back to his room. Not being surrounded everywhere solved the problem of escaping.

With this, his plan to improve his strength came to an end. Not everyone would fall for his tricks. There were no free lunches in this world.

About thirty people at the eighth realm, six people at the seventh realm, plus an old man at the sixth rank. They really think highly of me, huh?

Hmm? Can I kill these guys and improve my realm?

(End of this chapter)