{"id":6663,"date":"2024-09-17T09:57:34","date_gmt":"2024-09-17T07:57:34","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/?p=6663"},"modified":"2024-09-17T09:57:34","modified_gmt":"2024-09-17T07:57:34","slug":"your-majesty-you-mustnt-chapter-6-immortals","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/2024\/09\/17\/your-majesty-you-mustnt-chapter-6-immortals\/","title":{"rendered":"Your Majesty, you mustn&#8217;t! &#8211; Chapter 6 &#8211; Immortals"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When Qu Yunmei first entered, Xiao Rong was indeed drunk. His state while intoxicated was peculiar. He was clearly conscious and aware of his actions, but it seemed as if the alcohol had taken away a crucial string in his mind, causing his behavior to be somewhat unhinged.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As Qu Yunmei reached his limit and was about to kill him, Xiao Rong finally sobered up completely under the threat to his life.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In Xiao Rong&#8217;s preconceived (perhaps?) notion, Qu Yunmei was a fierce man, eight feet tall, broad-shouldered, with a full beard and a face full of scars. Although handsome actors always played him in TV dramas, Xiao Rong didn\u2019t believe the dramas, only the books he had read, which also described Qu Yunmei in such a manner.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Now Xiao Rong realized how completely wrong he was, and the words in the historical texts shouldn&#8217;t be entirely trusted.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After being given a bowl of sobering soup and supported by Ah Shu, who had hurried back, Xiao Rong lay down to rest. While recalling Qu Yunmei&#8217;s appearance, he murmured very softly after a long while.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cWhat a waste of talent.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cHmph.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After saying this, he turned over and fell asleep. The concerns of tomorrow didn\u2019t disturb him today.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The next day, Jian Qiao led Xiao Rong into the royal palace.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">On the way, Jian Qiao reminded Xiao Rong, &#8220;The King has a violent temper and dislikes being contradicted. You must remember this, sir.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Also, the King does not believe in supernatural arts. Once inside, it\u2019s best not to mention such things.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;First apologize, then beg for mercy. Don&#8217;t say too much. Although the King was lenient yesterday, he might not be today, so be very careful.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">By this time, they had reached the entrance to Qu Yunmei&#8217;s bedchamber. Xiao Rong looked at the door and then at Jian Qiao. &#8220;General, have you finished?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Jian Qiao hesitated. &#8220;&#8230;Um, yes, I&#8217;ve finished.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong smiled. &#8220;Alright, I\u2019ll go in now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Jian Qiao: \u201c&#8230;\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Wait! Did you even listen to what I said?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong pushed open the door and walked in. The palace was indeed large, and the bedchamber was quite grand, but the decor inside was very minimalist. The spacious room had little furniture, and there were more weapons than furnishings, making it feel more like a large military camp than a palace.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">No wonder later generations mocked the King of the North, saying in flowery language that he was like a wild boar that couldn\u2019t appreciate fine grains.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As Xiao Rong entered, Qu Yunmei was resting with his head supported and eyes closed. It wasn\u2019t until Xiao Rong was about ten feet away that Qu Yunmei suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Xiao Rong with sharp eyes, making him stop in his tracks reflexively.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Oh.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong realized he had stopped because Qu Yunmei startled him, and he couldn\u2019t help but think that Qu Yunmei would be good at playing the game &#8220;statues.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After a pause, Xiao Rong put away these disrespectful thoughts, raised his arms, crossed his hands at forehead height, and bowed deeply. This was a great courtesy among scholars, one Xiao Rong hadn\u2019t performed many times since arriving here.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He spoke without arrogance or servility. \u201cXiao Rong greets the King.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Generally, good-looking people have pleasant voices, and Xiao Rong&#8217;s voice was like a refreshing spring in a lush mountain, clear and soothing, easily leaving a good impression.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That is, if Qu Yunmei hadn&#8217;t heard how Xiao Rong used this pleasant voice to insult him before.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qu Yunmei watched Xiao Rong quietly bow. He sat up and sneered. &#8220;Well, has the sir sobered up?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong straightened up and nodded. &#8220;Thank you for your concern, Your Majesty. I am fully sober now.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qu Yunmei asked, \u201cThen, in your opinion, what should be your punishment?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong lowered his eyes as if seriously thinking for a moment before saying, &#8220;For behaving improperly in the King&#8217;s presence, I deserve to be punished. However, for being honest and straightforward with the King, I deserve a reward. The reward and punishment cancel each other out, so there should be neither reward nor punishment.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yesterday he spoke plainly, but today he&#8217;s as pretentious as any other scholar. This shows how hypocritical he was.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qu Yunmei smirked with anger. &#8220;You certainly are noble, sir, not asking for any rewards. But do you know that I am not like King Qi Wei, who rewards those who criticize him? Here, those who offend me can only expect punishment.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qu Yunmei looked at Xiao Rong&#8217;s face maliciously, expecting to see fear. However, Xiao Rong remained silent, thinking, \u2018Well, well, you know King Qi Wei&#8217;s story. It seems you\u2019re not entirely uneducated.\u2019<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8230;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong replied, &#8220;Your Majesty speaks frankly. If you wanted to punish me, you would have done so yesterday, rather than letting me sleep peacefully. Besides, those insulting words weren&#8217;t mine, they reflect the views of the people of Southern Yong about you.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong lied without blinking and continued, &#8220;I came from Xinan, following your footsteps to the North. I saw and heard with my own eyes and ears that the people of Southern Yong have no sense of right and wrong, making baseless speculations. The officials are malicious, the commoners confused, and the rulers aren\u2019t even as good as the commoners.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qu Yunmei looked at Xiao Rong coldly, &#8220;I haven&#8217;t seen what you describe, but I clearly saw you spouting nonsense yesterday.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong smiled. &#8220;Indeed, those were wild words, but can you explain why, if I were like the people of Southern Yong, would I travel thousands of miles just to follow you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Despite my chronic illness and the risk of exposing my abilities, I still came to Your Majesty&#8217;s side,\u201d Xiao Rong said.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qu Yunmei frowned. &#8220;Chronic illness?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Now that he mentioned it, Qu Yunmei noticed that Xiao Rong didn\u2019t look well today. His face showed signs of sickness, making it clear he didn\u2019t have much time left in this world.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qu Yunmei was merely observing him, but Xiao Rong took it as an inability to answer and quickly seized the initiative.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Your Majesty doesn&#8217;t know the answer because there is none. Xiao Rong knows he doesn&#8217;t have much time left. With my ambitions, I cannot achieve them alone. Across the entire realm, the only person I respect and who has the power to help me is Your Majesty. If Your Majesty assists me, I will repay with my life. Just as already rolling stones can not be moved by someone, my loyalty to Your Majesty will never waver.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As he finished, Xiao Rong looked up with a gaze as intense as fire, meeting Qu Yunmei&#8217;s eyes.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qu Yunmei was used to dealing with rough men and had never encountered someone like Xiao Rong, who used both emotion and reason. He felt it might be his imagination, but he saw genuine determination and dedication in Xiao Rong&#8217;s eyes.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yet, Qu Yunmei wasn\u2019t ready to give in.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He smiled sarcastically. \u201cI am sensitive and suspicious, a few flattering words won&#8217;t win me over.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong: \u201c\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Such a narrow mind.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong bowed his head. \u201cYour Majesty is right. If you still don\u2019t trust me, why not keep me by your side? When you are in Yanmen, I will be in Yanmen. When you are in the camp, I will be in the camp. With your wisdom and might, none of my tricks will escape your keen eyes. This way, you can be reassured, and I can prove myself.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qu Yunmei scrutinized Xiao Rong, trying to detect any deceit, but Xiao Rong&#8217;s expression remained unchanged.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Cool and lofty, with the demeanor of a gentleman. Though Qu Yunmei disliked scholars, he had grown up in this culture and, like others, tended to show more courtesy to gentlemen. Moreover, Xiao Rong&#8217;s suggestion made sense. If Qu Yunmei didn&#8217;t trust him, keeping him close was the safest option. After all, Qu Yunmei prided himself on his martial prowess and never feared anyone trying to harm him.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After considering, he looked at Xiao Rong again and gave a sinister smile. \u201cAs you suggested.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cSir, do not disappoint me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong smiled far more genuinely, his face lighting up as he bowed. &#8220;I will not fail Your Majesty!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qu Yunmei: \u201c\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Seeing Xiao Rong so happy, Qu Yunmei felt like he had just punched a pillow. Who is this Xiao Rong, and why doesn&#8217;t he play by the rules?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Outside, Jian Qiao waited anxiously. Finally, Xiao Rong emerged, standing in the sunlight and smiling at Jian Qiao.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Jian Qiao rushed over and asked, &#8220;How did it go?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong nodded confidently. \u201cIt\u2019s done.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Jian Qiao was overjoyed. &#8220;Really? The King spared you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong blinked. &#8220;Spared me? I meant the King agreed to let me join the army. Before that, he asked me to stay in the palace. Thank you, General Jian, for your hospitality yesterday. From now on, we will be colleagues, so please look after me.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After laughing and waving, Xiao Rong happily went to pack his things.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Watching Xiao Rong\u2019s departing figure, Jian Qiao was stunned again.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After saying such reckless things, not only did he escape punishment, but he also convinced the King to let him stay in the palace?!<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Who is this Xiao Rong? Could he really be a deity in disguise?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Jian Qiao looked up at the sky, seeing nothing unusual. Slowly, he closed his mouth, realizing one thing for sure.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">No matter if Xiao Rong was human, ghost, or deity, he must never be offended\u2026<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p>Edited by: Antiope<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<p>Support translation:<\/p>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image size-large\"><a href=\"https:\/\/www.patreon.com\/bePatron?u=25191841\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" width=\"217\" height=\"51\" class=\"wp-image-338 lazyload\" data-src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/10\/become_a_patron_button.png?resize=217%2C51\" alt=\"\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 217px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 217\/51;\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\r\n\r\n\r\n\r\n<figure class=\"wp-block-image is-resized\"><a href=\"https:\/\/ko-fi.com\/lajnaa\"><img data-recalc-dims=\"1\" decoding=\"async\" data-src=\"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2019\/09\/kofi3-3.png?resize=185%2C47\" alt=\"This image has an empty alt attribute; its file name is kofi3-3.png\" width=\"185\" height=\"47\" src=\"data:image\/svg+xml;base64,PHN2ZyB3aWR0aD0iMSIgaGVpZ2h0PSIxIiB4bWxucz0iaHR0cDovL3d3dy53My5vcmcvMjAwMC9zdmciPjwvc3ZnPg==\" class=\"lazyload\" style=\"--smush-placeholder-width: 185px; --smush-placeholder-aspect-ratio: 185\/47;\" \/><\/a><\/figure>\r\n\r\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>\r\n<p><!--EndFragment--><\/p>","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>When Qu Yunmei first entered, Xiao Rong was indeed drunk. 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