{"id":7710,"date":"2025-12-09T09:50:11","date_gmt":"2025-12-09T08:50:11","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/?p=7710"},"modified":"2025-12-09T09:50:11","modified_gmt":"2025-12-09T08:50:11","slug":"your-majesty-you-mustnt-chapter-95-1-sorry","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/2025\/12\/09\/your-majesty-you-mustnt-chapter-95-1-sorry\/","title":{"rendered":"Your Majesty, you mustn’t! – Chapter 95.1: Sorry"},"content":{"rendered":"\r\n

It wasn\u2019t easy to find a time when Xiao Rong was alone. It wasn\u2019t because Qu Yunmie didn\u2019t allow Xiao Rong to leave, but because once Xiao Rong threw himself into the king\u2019s tent, he would only come out at night.<\/span><\/p>\r\n


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Yu Shaoxie squatted for a long time before finally catching Xiao Rong, who came out to get some fresh air. He breathed a sigh of relief and then quickly stepped forward. \u201cYoung Rong!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong: \u201c\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Qu Yunmie, who stayed idly inside the tent: \u201c\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

None of them liked this way of being addressed.<\/span>
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Following Yu Shaoxie to his camp tent, this time Xiao Rong did not see the idle Yu Shaocheng, and he glanced at Yu Shaoxie.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

The latter understood immediately. \u201cHis wound is almost healed, so I let Shaocheng move back. He is now one of the generals of the Central Army after all, how could he still squeeze in with his own elder brother? If this went on, other generals would probably mock him. Shaocheng always listens to me, so he moved out yesterday.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong: \u201c\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Regarding matters between these two brothers, Xiao Rong wisely chose not to say more.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He asked Yu Shaoxie, “Brother Yu, did you want to see me for something?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaoxie pressed his lips. \u201cI heard about today\u2019s execution.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong understood. He lowered his head and gave a light laugh. \u201cBefore making this decision, I didn\u2019t consult you because I knew you definitely wouldn\u2019t agree. Since ancient times, extreme punishments have never stopped and each dynasty has its own cruel traits. I never thought I would be the one to give such an order, but I don\u2019t regret it. It was necessary to set an example. The disgrace doesn\u2019t have to fall on the Northern Army but on me instead. Anyway, I have no official post now, I\u2019m just a common man. The day I get kicked out of the Northern Army, people will think it\u2019s only natural.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaoxie frowned and looked at him. \u201cKicked out of the Northern Army? Why would you think that?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He paused, his expression slightly changing. \u201cDid someone say something to you?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong said, \u201cNo.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong showed that expression again. When he didn\u2019t want to say more, he would show a look that was hard for Yu Shaoxie to describe\u2014somewhat stubborn, somewhat impatient, and somewhat childish. Yu Shaoxie fell silent and had to change the subject. \u201cI\u2019m telling you this not to blame you. Damaging the tombs of the King\u2019s parents is a heinous crime. According to the laws of Southern Yong, it should be punished by waist chopping, extermination of the entire clan, and for those under fourteen years old, it would be the rotten punishment. Women couldn\u2019t even face a county magistrate. If we followed this law, not five but more than a dozen people would\u2019ve died today. You spared their families, which is already great mercy.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He blinked slowly. Although his expression was calm, his tone revealed his astonishment. \u201cIs there still such a thing as collective punishment at this time?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He thought that in this era of drastic population decline, collective punishment would\u2019ve long been abolished.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaoxie gave a meaningful laugh. \u201cWhen was there ever a time without collective punishment?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong: \u201c\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He whispered, \u201cI\u2019ll never let collective punishment fall on innocent people. This time was forced. The King\u2019s campaign was too rushed, there was no time to consolidate the army\u2019s morale. Admittedly, these people weren\u2019t true members of the Northern Army, just their families, but the same problems appeared in the army itself. I heard that when the King was seriously injured, while morale was unstable, someone even accused the King of advancing too recklessly. Even if that person was right, at that time and situation, it wasn\u2019t his place to say so.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaoxie said quietly, \u201cQu Jin.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong had heard that name twice, both times from Gao Xunzhi. The first time, Gao Xunzhi told him Qu Jin was one of the King\u2019s last relatives, the second time, Gao Xunzhi said Qu Jin had been punished with twenty military sticks for offending the King. He had said those words long ago, but before Gao Xunzhi arrived, no one dared to really do anything to him. Even Jian Qiao could only make him leave but not physically harm him. Having the surname Qu let him swagger around the camp.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaoxie was also troubled by the Qu Jin surname issue. He was indeed a passionate youth but not stupid. In this era where family interests outweighed everything, he would never say bad things about a relative to a person\u2019s face. Although it sounded strange, this was a world where one helped relatives, not reason.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Among the two soldiers, one died because he refused to reveal the whereabouts of his family. Xiao Rong was angry at him, thinking he was stubborn. What Xiao Rong didn\u2019t know was that others were even more shocked by the two who lived. Why not care about their families, and still be recorded in history and called a hero? Because ordinary people could never do that.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

At this moment, neither Yu Shaoxie nor Xiao Rong really cared about Qu Jin. After all, when it was thought Qu Yunmie was about to die, Qu Jin just popped up to show his presence. His IQ was too low to cause any real trouble. What Xiao Rong cared about were the silent ones who might share Qu Jin\u2019s thoughts. What Yu Shaoxie cared about was Xiao Rong.<\/span><\/p>\r\n


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Yu Shaoxie said, “I came to find you to see how you are. As I guessed\u2014when will you realize you and the Northern Garrison Army are one? If you bear disgrace, it\u2019s not honorable for the Northern Army either. If the Northern Army bears disgrace, you need not care so much. Little Rong, after all, what we are doing is changing the dynasty. To some people, even most, we are thieves, bandits, forever disreputable traitors and rebels. It is impossible not to be scolded. This disgrace will last for hundreds of years after us and will not stop because future generations will judge right and wrong. Future words are no better than those of today.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong looked at him speechlessly. \u201cSo the Northern Army will be scolded for thousands of years?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaoxie smiled. \u201cThat is posthumous fame. No one is perfect. Some focus only on faults, others weigh merits and faults carefully. Whether you want it or not, you and I are already in the history books. Once there, there is no going back.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong: \u201c\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He leaned sideways and muttered, “I know.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaoxie looked at Xiao Rong, who was nervously scratching a small gap on the seat with his fingernail, turning the gap gradually into a small hole.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaoxie: \u201c\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Halfway through, Xiao Rong suddenly looked at Yu Shaoxie. \u201cYou\u2019re wrong. I don\u2019t care so much about the Northern Army\u2019s disgrace. It is Yuan Baifu who cares. He said what I did would bring the scholars\u2019 scorn. I thought about it and agreed. If it really brings it, then one person takes responsibility. It\u2019s all on me. I never cared about my own reputation.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaoxie whispered, \u201cYou don\u2019t care about \u2018some\u2019 reputations.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

If it touched what Xiao Rong cared about, he would jump onto the roof immediately.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong asked, puzzled, \u201cWhat did you say?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaoxie shook his head repeatedly. \u201cNothing. As for Yuan Baifu, I\u2019ve observed him for a while. Besides feeling he meddles too much, I found nothing strange about him.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong slowly straightened up. \u201cYou observed him? Why?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaoxie blinked. \u201cGeneral Jian\u2019s attitude toward General Yuan changed. The two even had a dispute. Shaocheng happened to see it and told me. I guess it was your order, wasn\u2019t it?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong: \u201c…\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He had only reminded Jian Qiao, not asked him to target Yuan Baifu!<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He regretted giving this matter to Jian Qiao. Now it seemed Yu Shaocheng was more reliable.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong began sulking again, but he couldn\u2019t blame others. Essentially, he had chosen the wrong person. He knew Jian Qiao was a sieve who couldn\u2019t keep secrets, yet he entrusted such an important matter to him.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Fortunately, Qu Yunmie was similar to Jian Qiao, not one to overthink. Xiao Rong didn\u2019t care if the whole army found out about this, as long as Qu Yunmie didn\u2019t.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong leaned back again, and Yu Shaoxie quietly sat on the other side, no longer speaking. Just as Yu Shaoxie enjoyed the quiet, he suddenly heard Xiao Rong ask hesitantly, “Brother Yu, in your opinion, how long until the King unifies the North and South and ascends the throne?\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaoxie was stunned for a moment, then seriously thought for a while. \u201cAt least two years. At most three years.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong suddenly sat up straight. \u201cOnly two years?!\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaoxie: \u201c\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He didn\u2019t understand why Xiao Rong was so excited, this was a conservative estimate. \u201cOf course, after finishing with the Xianbei, the King will have no more worries. The Xianbei\u2019s wealth can replenish the Northern Army\u2019s supplies once more. There will be no power in the world that can rival the King then. Although Sun Renluan is somewhat capable, if he thinks he can use the Southern Yong army to repel the King, that\u2019s a fool\u2019s dream. The only thing that could slow the king now is Jinling\u2019s impregnable city. Once they start a defensive siege, we can only wait outside. So I said at least two years, at most three years. The exact time depends on how Southern Yong acts.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

At this, Yu Shaoxie even praised Xiao Rong. \u201cRong really thinks things through. Indeed, no external forces threaten the King now. Instead, some within the Northern Army might destroy everyone\u2019s efforts. Rong, rest assured, I will keep watching those people and never let anyone seize an opportunity.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Xiao Rong: \u201c\u2026\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Although praised, he showed no sign of happiness and quietly relaxed his tense body. Biting his lip, he put his clenched fist by his mouth.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Only two years, plus the past half-year and the half-year spent on the road\u2014just two years total.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Two years of exhaustive effort for a new life\u2014a very worthwhile trade.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He had always thought himself unlucky, thinking he must have blown up a kindergarten in his past life to end up like this. Now, hearing this clear number, he realized he might be lucky.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

No, not might\u2014he was lucky.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Many closed their eyes and never opened them again. Some didn\u2019t even realize they were dead. Death came like a ruthless knife, severing the future that should\u2019ve been equally distributed to everyone. He didn\u2019t experience that. Before death found him, the system took him away.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Of course, other changes might occur in the next two years, but maybe none would. The Northern Army was different now. The Northern King was different. They had so many chips that they could buy the whole table. At first, Xiao Rong thought Qu Yunmie becoming Emperor was impossible, but now he couldn\u2019t even say that.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

So, two years.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

These thoughts flashed rapidly through Xiao Rong\u2019s mind. He didn\u2019t even realize he was trying to convince himself this was a wonderful thing. Yu Shaoxie looked at him, puzzled, not understanding what Xiao Rong was thinking. Did he think two years was too short? The earlier the King became emperor, the sooner Xiao Rong could be at ease.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Suddenly, Xiao Rong stood up and said to Yu Shaoxie: \u201cI\u2019ll go for a walk. Brother Yu, rest early.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

Yu Shaoxie looked at the high sun outside, wondering how he could rest at this hour.<\/span><\/p>\r\n

He still said: “Oh.\u201d<\/span><\/p>\r\n

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It wasn\u2019t easy to find a time when Xiao Rong was alone. It wasn\u2019t because Qu Yunmie didn\u2019t allow Xiao Rong to leave, but because once Xiao Rong threw himself into the king\u2019s tent, he would only come out at night. \u2026 Yu Shaoxie squatted for a long time before finally catching Xiao Rong, who […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":6644,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"advanced_seo_description":"","jetpack_seo_html_title":"","jetpack_seo_noindex":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[107],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-7710","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-your-majesty","entry","has-media"],"acf":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"https:\/\/i0.wp.com\/ontimestory.eu\/wp-content\/uploads\/2024\/09\/20240106180053_200_280-1.jpg?fit=199%2C280&ssl=1","jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"jetpack_sharing_enabled":false,"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7710","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7710"}],"version-history":[{"count":1,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7710\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":7711,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7710\/revisions\/7711"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/6644"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7710"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7710"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/ontimestory.eu\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7710"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}