Chapter 121: Poisoned Wine

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Murong Yan saw that Xue Yingxian was having trouble walking and felt a pang of sympathy. She called out loudly, “Warrior Xue, wait!”

Hearing her, Xue Yingxian immediately stopped.

“Warrior Xue, I see your wounds haven’t fully healed. Why not rest here for a while? Once you’ve recovered, I’ll personally see you off,” Murong Yan earnestly suggested.

In truth, Murong Yan had her own intentions behind these words.

She thought that Xue Yingxian’s challenge to Xiao Ling was out of anger. Once he calmed down, he might let go and no longer entangle himself with Xiao Ling.

If she took good care of him during his recovery and, out of respect for his deceased brother, rewarded him with a suitable position, Xue Yingxian might settle down quietly.

But Xue Yingxian’s expression darkened. “Commander Murong, I appreciate your kindness, but there’s no need for you to trouble yourselves with my recovery!” he said coldly.

Ignoring Murong Yan, he limped forward again.

Watching Xue Yingxian’s retreating figure grow smaller, Murong Yan sighed silently. “Xue Yingxian, why are you so stubborn?”

Turning around, she ordered Xiao Ling, “Return to camp!”

Deeply moved, Xiao Ling saluted and responded, “At your command!”

He turned to lead his warhorse back, accompanying Murong Yan to the camp.

In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.

Murong Yan had retaken the entire base and arranged many affairs in the city. Just as she was consulting with the generals on how to aid Ye Feng, a long-drawn shout came from outside.

A scout hurried into the command hall and knelt on one knee with a thud, clasping his fists to report, “Report! The ruler of the Daxia Kingdom has sent an imperial envoy who has arrived at the outskirts of Black Soil City. They request your personal reception, Commander. What is your decision?”

Murong Yan’s heart skipped a beat. She thought, why is this envoy coming now? Could there be some sinister intent?

Recalling Ye Feng’s repeated warnings not to offend these petty officials lightly, she nodded repeatedly and said, “Understood. Quickly inform the imperial envoy that I will leave the city immediately to receive him.”

The scout bowed deeply and hurried away.

Murong Yan was about to prepare to leave when Xu Yaozu blocked her path.

“Yan’er, stop! Those few scoundrels don’t deserve your personal reception. Let me go instead!” Xu Yaozu said, his large belly pushed forward as he spoke.

Murong Yan frowned slightly. “Master, that might not be wise. Deputy Commander Ye Feng clearly said we must be cautious with those sent by the ruler of Daxia. We must guard against their schemes while using their banner to obtain supplies. It’s a delicate game, not something to take lightly. You might not handle it well.”

Xu Yaozu laughed heartily. “Yan’er, your master has faced all kinds of situations! These are mere tricks; don’t worry!”

Murong Yan was left speechless.

Xu Yaozu then called out, “Xiao Ling, Li Yiqing, take troops and accompany me!”

Pushing his belly forward, he led the way out.

Why was Xu Yaozu so eager?

He had his own plan.

The last time the Daxia ruler’s envoy came, he brought plenty of fine wine and meats distributed among the camps. Xu Yaozu never got enough.

Now that the envoy had returned, Xu Yaozu was sure there would be more delicacies. That was why he insisted on going to receive him—to fill his belly first.

Xu Yaozu, Xiao Ling, Li Yiqing, and others arrived outside the city.

From afar, they saw the envoy—it was the same man as before.

With a belly even larger than Xu Yaozu’s, tiny eyes, a frog-like mouth, sparse eyebrows, and dressed in eunuch robes.

“Ha ha ha… old buddy, back again!” Xu Yaozu called out from afar with a chuckle, clasping his hands in greeting.

He sneaked a glance behind the envoy and saw many carts loaded with various supplies, feeling secretly pleased. “Hey, looks like we came at the right time!”

The envoy was startled to see Xu Yaozu but quickly composed himself and coldly asked, “Where is Commander Murong? Why hasn’t she come out to receive us?”

His voice was effeminate, making listeners uncomfortable.

Xu Yaozu laughed again. “You mean my apprentice, Murong Yan? She’s still dressing up—women are troublesome! I, her master, am here to receive you. Once you enter the city, Yan’er will greet you at the command house. We await your honorable arrival.”

The envoy sized up Xu Yaozu head to toe and finally said, “Old hero, very well. I will read the imperial edict and hand over the supplies, but I won’t enter the city myself.”

He pulled an edict from his sleeve and was about to read it.

Xu Yaozu snatched it away.

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“Ha… ha… ha, old buddy, why read the edict? You know me, I don’t know it. Alright, alright, just speak plainly! I’ll relay your message to my apprentice.”

The envoy’s expression darkened, about to lose his temper.

But seeing the imposing appearances of Xu Yaozu, Xiao Ling, and Li Yiqing, he changed his expression and smiled.

“Very well! The edict says little. You can take it back for Commander Murong to read. The main point is that the ruler, appreciating your hardships in subduing the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom, grants you ten thousand sacks of rice and flour, ten thousand vats of fine wine, and other supplies for your army!”

Xu Yaozu was so overjoyed he nearly jumped for joy, clasping his fists and bowing repeatedly. “Thank you, thank you, thank you to your ruler!”

The envoy’s face darkened again with irritation. “Hey! It’s not just our ruler—it’s our shared ruler!”

Xu Yaozu suddenly realized and smiled nervously. “Yes, yes! Our shared ruler, our shared ruler!” But inwardly he cursed, “Dog emperor, foul emperor, a scoundrel who drinks the blood and eats the flesh of the common people, a beast!”

The envoy nodded. “Let’s exchange the supplies.”

Xu Yaozu waved his hand and ordered Xiao Ling, Li Yiqing, and others, “Count everything carefully. Not a single sack of grain or vat of wine is to be missing.”

He walked aside, carrying down a vat of wine from a cart and was about to open it.

“Old hero, absolutely do not open that!” the envoy stopped him.

“This is top-grade wine personally bestowed by His Majesty. The ruler specially instructed that Commander Murong and the soldiers drink it together. If you drink it alone first, you violate the emperor’s order and commit treason!”

Given Xu Yaozu’s temper, he would have tossed this fake effeminate man aside long ago.

But he knew he couldn’t offend him; without this man’s favor, who would send such fine goods again?

So he changed his expression and smiled. “You’re right, sir, very right. I was reckless, reckless indeed!”

He turned and put the wine vat back.

The rebel forces finished counting the supplies. After the exchange, both parties parted ways.

Xu Yaozu was delighted, driving a cart full of goods. He glanced back at the departing envoy, spat, and cursed, “Dog eunuch, fake woman! Why should I listen to you? I’m still going to drink this wine!”

He grabbed another vat of wine from the cart, about to open it.

Suddenly, he froze.

Why?

Because something felt wrong!

Why was this envoy delivering supplies now? The war was almost over; Ye Feng had victory in hand over the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom. Could the ruler of Daxia really be so kind? Did he not know that after the Ten Thousand Demons Kingdom was wiped out, the Black Soil City rebels wouldn’t obey them?

Moreover, why wouldn’t this envoy let old Xu drink the wine first? Why must the entire army drink it together? What if the wine was poisoned? Wouldn’t the rebel army be wiped out in one fell swoop?

The more Xu Yaozu thought, the more fearful he became, his neck growing cold.

He reluctantly put the wine vat down.

“Uncle Xu, what’s wrong?” Li Yiqing asked curiously. “Who doesn’t drink good wine?”

He grabbed a vat and was about to pour it into his mouth.

“Stop! No one drinks this wine!” Xu Yaozu shouted loudly.

“Uncle Xu, why can’t we drink it?” Xiao Ling stepped forward to ask.

Xu Yaozu said nothing, scanning the surroundings. He saw a stray dog approaching.

“Bring that dog here!” he ordered.

The soldiers surrounded the dog, tied a leash around it, and brought it over.

Xu Yaozu grabbed a porcelain bowl, snatched the opened wine vat from Li Yiqing’s hand, and poured a full bowl.

He placed it in front of the stray dog.

The dog drank it all at once, then joyfully ran off.

Only then did Xu Yaozu breathe a sigh of relief.

“Drink up, everyone! Just drink!” Xu Yaozu instructed the soldiers, but warned, “Don’t drink too much—we still have to transport the supplies back to the city!”

As he raised the bowl to drink, he suddenly saw the stray dog stagger and collapse, its legs flailing wildly, blood flowing from its orifices, lying motionless.

“Poisoned wine! Don’t drink it!” Xu Yaozu was terrified and shouted to stop everyone.

Others saw the dog collapse and froze in shock, like statues.

After a long moment,

“Clang!”

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“Clang!”

“Clang!”

One by one, bowls and wine vats fell to the ground.

“Uncle Xu, quick! Don’t let that dog eunuch get away!” everyone snapped out of their daze and urgently called to Xu Yaozu to pursue.

“He won’t get far! Chase!” Xu Yaozu furiously mounted his horse.

“Giddy-up!”

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