"Okay! Okay!" Wei Ran was furious.
"Mi Liang, you are so cruel!"
"You want to exchange lives with the Queen Mother and the King of Qin? Shuzi, I don't believe you are so lucky!"
"With the size of Xianyang, can your fire oil really hit the Queen Mother and the King of Qin? In just two days, our reinforcements from all over the Qin Dynasty will arrive, and you will die a violent death! The truth is that I will kill you with my own hands!"
Xiong Wuliang was too lazy to pay attention to him and just waved his hand casually.
Zhong Hua on the side yelled angrily: "This man insulted the Lord! In the barracks, beat this beast with a stick!"
The so-called personal soldiers refer to absolute loyalty and absolute obedience to orders.
They don't care who the person in front of them is - let alone the prime minister of Qin, even if he is the prince of Chu, as long as Xiong Wuliang or Zhong Hua gives the order... he will still be beaten to death!
Many soldiers turned their Chang Ge upside down, or brandished their sheathed swords, and struck at Wei Ran, hitting him and smashing him...
puff!
I don’t know which bastard with dirty tricks slapped Wei Ran on the face with a stick...
Wei Ran screamed in pain, turned around and ran away without even bothering to continue his harsh words.
The swelling on his face has subsided...and now there is a new, bright red mark...
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Wei Ran returned to Xianyang City in embarrassment.
He pulled a piece of brocade cloth over his face and rushed to Xianyang Palace in three steps at a time. The hatred for Xiong Wuliang in his heart had reached its extreme!
Damn it, Xiong Wuliang, don’t leave if you have the guts!
Before, I thought I would give you a good time after catching you... Now, when the reinforcements arrive and catch you, a yellow-tongued brat... I will definitely eat you alive!
"Where is the Queen Mother?" Wei Ran grabbed a chamberlain who was running back and forth like a headless fly, and asked with his head covered.
The waiter's face was full of panic: "You...who are you? How dare you break into the inner palace..."
Wei Ran was so angry that he removed the brocade cloth covering his face and shouted almost at the top of his lungs: "Look again, who am I?!"
Only then did the chamberlain recognize Wei Ran. He was shocked and fell to the ground quickly: "Prime Minister...it turns out to be the Prime Minister...you were covering your face just now, little one...what's wrong with your face..."
Wei Ran's face became darker and darker, and he was about to draw his sword to kill. The chamberlain realized belatedly and quickly stopped his incoherent words. He lowered his head and said in fear: "Report to the Prime Minister - the Queen Mother and the King of Qin are both here." Side hall."
"Just now, another 'sky fire' broke into the palace and burned down several palace rooms... A few young masters were unfortunate...unfortunately..."
Wei Ran paused, the anger in his heart suddenly dissipated, replaced by incomparable fear.
In front of the terrifying 'Sky Fire', the disparity in status and level is no longer important.
Whether it is a humble slave, a noble Queen Mother, or the King of Qin... the probability of facing death is the same!
Now a noble prince of the royal family has died tragically in the fire... Maybe a kerosene bomb will hit the Queen Mother and the King of Qin!
Looking up at the clay pots that were still flying across the sky one after another, Wei Ran felt numb... This risk was really not worth taking!
Then I thought about it - I, the great Prime Minister of Qin, why should I be angry with that damn Xiong Wuliang?
As long as he withdraws from Xianyang, what if he loses some face?
Thinking of this, Wei Ran couldn't sit still anymore and stopped looking for the Queen Mother and the King of Qin. Instead, he turned his horse's head and led a group of Qin army riders straight to Xiong Wuliang's 'artillery position' again...
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Looking at the Qin people rushing out of Xianyang City with their hands raised high, Zhao Hua couldn't help but smile: "My lord, as expected - Wei Ran is here again."
Xiong Wuliang nodded gently, holding the pearl of wisdom in his hand: "He can't afford to gamble, and he doesn't dare to gamble."
"Keep throwing kerosene bombs, don't stop!"
While chatting and laughing, Wei Ran had already arrived out of breath. At this moment, he didn't even bother to cover the bright red mark on his face. He directly reported his name, came to Xiong Wuliang, and got straight to the point: "Mi Liang, tell me It’s your terms!”
"What will it take for you to retreat?"
Xiong Wuliang smiled: "This is the attitude you should have."
"I, Mi Liang, have a low life - imagine how noble the Queen Mother and the King of Qin are, how can they have a dispute with me, a little Quyang Marquis?"
"Now that you've cleared your position...let's have a chat!"
Having said that, Xiong Wuliang ignored Wei Ran's anxiety and waved his hand in a leisurely manner, calling a few soldiers: "It's lunch time, prepare some food. Don't let the people of Qin say that I, Mi Liang, am a southern barbarian and don't know etiquette." .”
"Let's talk while eating!"
Wei Ran is numb!
When did this happen?
These kerosene bombs are pouring into Xianyang City like raindrops... Can I eat while riding a horse?
"Marquis Quyang, there's no need to eat..." Wei Ran tried to struggle.
Xiong Wuliang laughed heartily, and he could not tell that he had ordered Wei Ran to be beaten with sticks just now... He stretched out his hand familiarly and put Wei Ran's shoulders in his arms: "The visitor is a guest, although I, Mi Liang, Even though you are young, you still know the word ‘hospitality’!”
Wei Ran's eyes widened!
Blanch! You are so brave!
Do you know how to treat guests?
You have no idea where this brand new red mark on my face came from, right?
"Marquis Quyang... It's not impossible to talk while eating... Why don't you give an order first, asking the Chu army soldiers to stop operating catapults..." Wei Ran still tried to struggle.
Xiong Wuliang didn't answer, and waved his hand: "Eat!"
The soldiers brought the war food - Xiong Wuliang ate the same food as ordinary soldiers. What he and Wei Ran had in front of them each only had two stacked and burnt flour cakes, a few sticks. Just charred and hard dried meat.
What is used to accompany the dishes is a jue of steaming white water.
Xiong Wuliang smiled and said: "Come! Eat!"
It was just such a simple meal. Xiong Wuliang chewed it slowly for half an hour... Wei Ran was so anxious that he glanced in the direction of Xianyang from time to time, fearing that a group of riders would suddenly appear and bring him some unfortunate news...
Finally finished eating!
Xiong Wuliang wiped his mouth slowly and looked at Wei Ran, astonished: "Huh? The Prime Minister eats so little!"
"Is it because the food doesn't suit your taste?"
"Prime Minister, forgive me... The conditions in the army are poor and we can only deal with it... If the Prime Minister comes to Quyang County as a guest in the future, I will definitely prepare a sumptuous banquet to teach the Prime Minister that his actions are worthy of his words!"
Wei Ran was as anxious as a grasshopper on a hot pot. How could he be in the mood to listen to Xiong Wuliang's nonsense? It was a tasteless meal... Now seeing that damn Xiong Wuliang had finally finished eating, he hurriedly said——
"Your Majesty, Wei Rancai has offended a lot, please forgive me, Your Majesty."
"Everyone says that Marquis Quyang is a great talent... Your Majesty is still young. If you can live a long time, you will definitely shine in the future... You must not want to die outside Xianyang City like this, right?"
"Please make it clear to Marquis Quyang - how can we stop the attack on Xianyang and withdraw our troops back to Chu?"
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(Yimi: Today is the third update again, not short and spicy o(´^｀)o)
