{"id":6693,"date":"2024-10-03T11:05:55","date_gmt":"2024-10-03T09:05:55","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/?p=6693"},"modified":"2024-10-03T11:05:55","modified_gmt":"2024-10-03T09:05:55","slug":"your-majesty-you-mustnt-chapter-11-the-good-stuff","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/2024\/10\/03\/your-majesty-you-mustnt-chapter-11-the-good-stuff\/","title":{"rendered":"Your Majesty, you mustn&#8217;t! &#8211; Chapter 11: The Good Stuff"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The guards initially thought that Xiao Rong would be quickly dismissed. However, an hour passed, then two hours\u2026<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">When Xiao Rong finally emerged, the guards outside all saluted him.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong: &#8220;?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Being the trusted bodyguards of the Northern King, they were naturally reliable men and veterans of the Northern Army. They might not have been old, but their families had served the Qu family for generations.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After Xiao Rong left, the guards reported this to their superior, the chief guard, Zhuang Weizhi.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhuang Weizhi was even more surprised than they were because he had served Qu Yunmei longer and knew how impatient their king was with advisors.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Even Chancellor Gao couldn&#8217;t keep the king in one place to listen to an hour-long lecture.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">However, they misunderstood.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Was Xiao Rong talking nonsense? No, he was providing a well-crafted plan that deeply resonated with the king!<\/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 had forgotten Xiao Rong&#8217;s initial claim that the strategy was preparation for a future campaign against the Xianbei. After Xiao Rong left, he sought paper and pen and wrote a short letter to Zhangye.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhuang Weizhi watched him finish writing. Just as Qu Yunmei set down his pen, he suddenly asked, &#8220;Has Yuan Baifu sent any military reports?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhuang Weizhi shook his head. &#8220;No, my lord. Do you wish to issue an order?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qu Yunmei hesitated. Bringing people from Zhangye or Yizhou wasn&#8217;t much different in distance, but the terrain was vastly different.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">However, since others would be doing the work, not him, why worry about the hassle? With this thought, Qu Yunmei immediately lowered his head and was about to write another letter. Yet, the sight of the characters gave him a headache. So, he simply told Zhuang Weizhi, &#8220;Inform Yuan Baifu that in Yizhou, surrendering enemies shouldn\u2019t be killed. Bring all captives back to Yanmen County.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhuang Weizhi was taken aback. &#8220;Including the natives and commoners?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qu Yunmei was about to nod but then remembered that Xiao Rong hadn&#8217;t mentioned the commoners.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Narrowing his eyes, he thought he understood.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong, being from a noble family, must have felt compassion for those who were somewhat his peers and didn\u2019t want them doing hard labor.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Hmph, why should the natives and farmers do it, but not the commoners?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">With this thought, Qu Yunmei sneered, &#8220;Naturally. Unless you want to plead for them?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Zhuang Weizhi: &#8220;&#8230;&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He had only asked.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Meanwhile, Xiao Rong returned to his residence. The first thing he did was ask Ah Shu for paper and a pen.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The matter was too important to rely on memory alone.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Whenever Xiao Rong requested paper and a pen, it was always for something significant. Ah Shu, not daring to delay, quickly brought them.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Then, Ah Shu watched as Xiao Rong wrote while muttering softly.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Temperament fluctuates, mood unpredictable.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Listens only to things of interest, dismisses what he dislikes.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Hates foreigners, despises scholars, and has an ambiguous attitude towards common people.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Surprisingly, can be reasoned with.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Must be coaxed, not confronted.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Not superstitious, even dislikes such talk.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After finishing, Xiao Rong held up the semi-dry paper and gently blew on it. &#8220;There\u2019s more to observe.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ah Shu: &#8220;&#8230;&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">He stared at Xiao Rong in disbelief. &#8220;Master, are you planning to keep this paper?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong was puzzled. &#8220;If I didn\u2019t intend to keep it, why would I write it down?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ah Shu was genuinely impressed. &#8220;Aren\u2019t you afraid the Northern King will find out?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong smiled smugly. &#8220;No, look at how I wrote it.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Ah Shu looked closer and realized he couldn\u2019t recognize most of the characters.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cThis&#8230;&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;This&#8221; Xiao Rong said proudly, &#8220;is called simplified script. Ordinary people can&#8217;t read it.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Not even a great scholar could, because simplified and traditional characters did have common elements, but the Northern King&#8230; haha, a brute who only knew fighting, wouldn&#8217;t recognize these characters even if he started learning again.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Still, to be safe, Xiao Rong kept the notes close to him.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Today, he had both proposed his strategy and tested Qu Yunmei\u2019s limits.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong was the type to do something thoroughly if he chose to do it. Since he was now aligned with Qu Yunmei, he was determined to elevate him to the throne, even if he personally disliked the man.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Moreover, his dislike wasn\u2019t as strong as before.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Especially after learning about the inexplicable feud between Qu Yunmei and Yu Shaocheng.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">From what he saw and heard yesterday, honestly, Qu Yunmei\u2019s desire to kill Yu Shaoxie wasn\u2019t excessive. In an era that valued the king-servant relationship, if the king commanded death, the servant couldn\u2019t refuse. The Northern King, though just a king, had already taken a step towards the throne and at this time, kingship was different from later times.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The feudal era was just a few hundred years old. The feudal system was still transitioning. The idea of weakening feudal lords was still far off. At this time, a king had his own fiefdom, which mirrored the royal court. The king lived in a palace and had his own civil and military officials. Even their wives were called queens, not princesses.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">That\u2019s why warlords, when they gained power, rushed to title themselves king. Even when unable to claim the imperial throne, being a king still gave them a taste of supreme power.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">However, the Northern King\u2019s title was not entirely self-proclaimed. The young Emperor of Southern Yong had issued an edict to confer the title of King Dai on Qu Yunmei, who was at the height of his power at the time. This was in the region where he had once been stationed. Dai was a historic vassal state, and the young emperor\u2019s move aimed to win over Qu Yunmei and make him an official subject.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">However, Qu Yunmei didn\u2019t comply. Instead, he settled in Yanmen County and wrote a letter to the young Emperor, stating that he didn\u2019t want to be the King of Dai, he wanted to be the Northern King.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The young Emperor had little authority and couldn\u2019t control such matters. Southern Yong officials, fearing Qu Yunmei&#8217;s growing power and potential aggression, decided to acquiesce to his demands. Thus, even with the somewhat unconventional title of Northern King, Qu Yunmei had an official seal, an imperial edict, and a tally, making him an absolutely legitimate king conferred by the Emperor.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Given such a privileged position, his eventual outcome was particularly disappointing. Let\u2019s not dwell on that for now.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In the eyes of contemporaries, Qu Yunmei\u2019s status was just slightly below that of the young Emperor. Even the Emperor\u2019s uncle, Sun Renluan, would have to show him respect. Yet Yu Shaoxie not only disregarded him but also insulted him to his face, hitting him where it hurt the most. His death wasn\u2019t unwarranted.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">After his brother\u2019s death, Yu Shaocheng sought revenge above all else. Honestly, this was understandable.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In the end, it was a muddled situation where everyone acted impulsively, leading to the final outcome.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Who could be blamed? Xiao Rong thought they were all just too unlucky.<\/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;\">Due to Yu Shaoxie\u2019s early and inconsequential death in history, Xiao Rong didn\u2019t know if he had real talent. Yu Shaoxie appeared passionate in front of Qu Yunmei but was shy and courteous in private. Since it would be a while before the captured soldiers arrived, Xiao Rong decided to use this time to learn more about the Northern Border Army. He often sought out Yu Shaoxie for conversations, primarily to understand the interpersonal relationships within the Northern King\u2019s forces.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yu Shaoxie, having been there for eight months, knew more than Xiao Rong.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The civil officials were unremarkable. Except for Chancellor Gao, the rest were merely passing time.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">As for the military, Xiao Rong knew the key figures: Yuan Baifu, Jian Qiao, Gongsun Yuan, and Wang Xinyong.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">These four were Qu Yunmei\u2019s top generals, having fought alongside him. The first three were from the Northern Border Army, while the last, Wang Xinyong, was a Southern Yong general stationed in Huainan. Qu Yunmei had defected and returned North with his men, defeating Wang Xinyong and bringing him and his troops North.<\/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 some adjustments, Wang Xinyong remained in the Northern Border Army, but Qu Yunmei never fully trusted him. Wang Xinyong represented soldiers who wished to return to more prosperous lands, unlike the loyal Northern Border Army veterans. These men followed Qu Yunmei for survival and career advancement, not out of personal loyalty to him.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Qu Yunmei might not have noticed the morale issue within his troops.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yu Shaoxie, however, clearly sided with Wang Xinyong, believing that Qu Yunmei shouldn\u2019t establish his palace in Yanmen. With the entire North under his control, why remain there?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong noted that while Yu Shaoxie was shy and cute in private matters, he became fiercely passionate about public affairs.<\/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;\">In Yu Shaoxie\u2019s view, Wang Xinyong was too timid, Gongsun Yuan lacked good conduct, Jian Qiao had no independent thoughts, and as for Yuan Baifu\u2026\u00a0<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yu Shaoxie paused and reluctantly found a flaw: He was too close to Qu Yunmei.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong: \u201c&#8230;\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">In your eyes, there\u2019s no good person, is there?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong remained silent, just listening without sharing his own views. Unlike Yu Shaoxie, who disregarded his own life, Xiao Rong was cautious for his own survival.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Moreover, some things couldn\u2019t be spoken of. Predictions about future events wouldn\u2019t be believed.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Having had no one to talk to for a long time, Yu Shaoxie shared everything he could, feeling exhausted. After a sip of tea, he suddenly remembered something important and shared it with the enthusiastic and righteous Xiao Rong.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;General Yuan and his men have returned.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong was startled. &#8220;Returned, so soon?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yu Shaoxie said, &#8220;It was merely a suppression of unrest. It couldn\u2019t have taken long. Knowing the King, he wouldn\u2019t consider sending someone to govern Yizhou. The governor there is just a drunkard\u2014&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Before he could finish, Xiao Rong had hurriedly stood up and headed out.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yu Shaoxie was stunned. &#8220;Where are you going, Brother Xiao?&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong replied, &#8220;I have some matters to attend to at the palace. Please excuse me, Brother Yu!&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Yu Shaoxie: \u201c&#8230;\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Watching Xiao Rong leave, he felt deeply conflicted. When he first arrived in Yanmen County, he was just as spirited and fully committed to assisting the Northern King.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Alas, how long will Brother Xiao last?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong hurried back, eager to see what Yuan Baifu looked like, but when he arrived, the guards said the King was in a meeting with General Yuan.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong nodded but didn\u2019t leave.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The guards watched as Xiao Rong, feigning weakness, coughed twice and leaned against the door, ears pressed to the crack.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The guards: \u201c&#8230;\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong barely heard a refined voice inside say, &#8220;They confessed it was Li,\u201d when a stern guard pulled him up.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">\u201cMaster Xiao, please don\u2019t make things difficult for us.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong clicked his tongue, about to argue when he felt a tap on his shoulder.<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Turning around, he saw an old man with a glowing face and a strange smile, speaking in an eerie, almost kidnappy tone, &#8220;Xiao Rong?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;You\u2019re Xiao Rong, aren\u2019t you?<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">&#8220;Come, come to me.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">The old man led him to a side hall, opened the door, and beckoned with a smile, &#8220;Come, I have something good to show you.&#8221;<\/span><\/p>\r\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\r\n<p><span style=\"font-weight: 400;\">Xiao Rong: &#8220;\u2026&#8221;<\/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>The guards initially thought that Xiao Rong would be quickly dismissed. However, an hour passed, then two hours\u2026 &nbsp; When Xiao Rong finally emerged, the guards outside all saluted him. &nbsp; Xiao Rong: &#8220;?&#8221; &nbsp; Being the trusted bodyguards of the Northern King, they were naturally reliable men and veterans of the Northern Army. 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