The Emperor is Above

Chapter 209: The Anger of the Prince of Xing

Qing Yi said lightly.

The follower who was reciting the poem almost choked to death.

The smile on the elegant young man's face gradually froze, and his arrogant expression turned cold.

With a look of slight disdain, he glanced at the messy exotic beast mounts of Guqiu Private Army. It does not mean that all mounts are exotic beasts, which means strong combat effectiveness. The more types and the more complicated they are, the more disorganized the formation will be, reducing combat effectiveness.

Then he mocked the two followers, "Haha, I've heard Zhonghang Huan Shangqing mention it a long time ago. The country boy in Huaiqiuli lost his blessings at a young age, and he doesn't know etiquette and is uneducated.

His words and actions are rude and disrespectful. Today I saw that he is indeed so. Your Majesty has promoted this man to the rank of Senior Officer. When I return to the capital, I will definitely request that he be dismissed."

Hearing the mockery and threats from the noble young man, Qing Yi chuckled calmly and said, "Although I am uneducated and ignorant of etiquette, I was awarded the title of senior sergeant based on my merits. How can I allow you to dismiss me with just a few words?
On the contrary, the rich and powerful young men rely on the honor of their fathers and grandfathers to occupy high positions without any contribution to the country. They think they are born with divine blood and regard the subjects as ants under their feet. Such behavior makes people laugh. "

"Country boy, what do you mean?" The elegant young man was so angry and embarrassed by Qing Yi's impolite words that his face changed drastically.

Another follower beside him rode forward in anger and scolded: "Guqiu Yi, you are blind. This is the eldest son of the Marquis of Xing. How dare you insult him as a senior vassal? Why don't you come down and kneel down to apologize?"

Qing Yi laughed even harder now. He said in a mocking tone, "Haha, someone just accused me of not knowing etiquette. Don't you know that according to etiquette, vassal states only worship the monarch. How can you kneel down and worship the prince while the monarch is still alive? Are you cursing that the mausoleum of the prince will collapse soon?"

"You are slandering me! I-I-I didn't mean that at all!"

The follower was frightened and shocked by Qing Yi's words. In anger and humiliation, he rode his horse forward again, but a sharp rune arrow shot in front of his horse's hoof, scaring the eighth-grade red colt so much that it stopped in its tracks.

"If you dare to take another step forward, I will kill you without mercy!"

Gongsun Wu pulled out another rune arrow with a cold expression. Behind him, forty private soldiers including Dongmen Hu, Dongmen Bao, Daniu, Mu Yi, etc. also drew their bows and arrows and stared at this man coldly.

"You guys think you have strong armor and sharp arrows, but don't we have strong armor and sharp arrows?"

Another follower behind the elegant young man was furious and also drew out the rune arrow, shouting loudly, "The master is worried and the minister is humiliated, the master humiliates the minister and dies, anyone who dares to humiliate my master will be killed!"

As the conflict between the two sides intensified rapidly, dozens of Black Armored Cavalry, although not involved, all turned their eyes to the commander Tai Shu Bingxin, waiting for his orders.

Taishu Bingxin had long noticed that although the mounts of Guqiu's private army were scattered, they had extremely sophisticated armor and weapons. He was particularly surprised to see that all forty people were using rune arrows.

Seeing the relationship between the two sides deteriorate rapidly, the middle-aged man in his thirties immediately became furious and said, "Alright! As a vassal of a monarch, a son of a man, do you still want to fight on the spot?

Senior Sergeant Guqiu Yi, this is Xing Boyun, the eldest son of Marquis Xing, and he is also the minister appointed by the monarch to patrol the capital and arrest bandits with full authority. Even if the vassal states do not need to be polite to the eldest son of the monarch, how can they turn against him with swords?
Prince Bo Yun, although a senior official of Guqiu Yi, is young, he has made great contributions to the country many times and is deeply appreciated by the princes. He has contributed to several great victories achieved in the northern border towns.

As the eldest son of the Marquis of Xing, you should be careful in your words and deeds. How can you easily listen to the slander of others and mock the vassal so lightly? How can you do this as a crown prince?"

Taishu Bingxin took a very stern attitude to prevent the conflict between the two sides from further escalating. As an elder of the distant branch of the royal family of Marquis Xing, even Xing Boyun, the eldest son of Marquis Xing, did not dare to say anything.

In fact, Taishu Bingxin was so strict because he was afraid that Xing Boyun would get carried away. He had no confidence that he could defeat four powerful tree spirits. "After all, I am young and cannot stand being provoked or bullied by others. I am rude this time. Please forgive me, Commander Taishu!"

Qing Yi was not angry at what Tai Shu Bing Xin said. Instead, he bowed earnestly and then said seriously,

“Ancient sages have warned: If the ruler treats his subjects as his own hands and feet, then the subjects will treat the ruler as their own heart and soul; if the ruler treats his subjects as dogs and horses, then the subjects will treat the ruler as their fellow countrymen; if the ruler treats his subjects as grass, then the subjects will treat the ruler as their enemy.

If a ruler of a country is biased in his listening and believing opinions, behaves frivolously and presumptuously, and treats his noble ministers as grass and humiliates them at will, even if the country will not be overthrown in a short period of time, wise ministers and pillars of society will flee to other countries.

I thought I had the honor of meeting Commander Taishu today, but I didn't expect this unpleasantness to happen. I haven't cleaned up the results of the battle at Guqiu Fengtu yet, so I'll take my leave now and see you again tomorrow."

"Alas——" Taishu Bingxin sighed, bowed and said nothing. Things had come to this point and he could only send Qingyi away.

"Hey, hey, hey, brother Xiaoyi, why are you in such a hurry? I haven't thanked you yet!"

Before Qing Yi could order the tree spirit to turn around and leave, he saw Bai Ze riding a sixth-grade purple colt, running towards him with an excited look on his face and shouting.

During the time when Qing Yi and Xing Boyun were in conflict, tens of thousands of demoralized barbarian troops were captured. He had time to rush over after arranging for the 3,600 elite soldiers of the Central Division and the 5,000 armed militia of Luqiu to guard them.

"If I hadn't captured that group of barbarians and learned this news, I really wouldn't have believed that you, Guqiu Fengtu, could kill such a powerful enemy by yourself!"

Bai Ze's face was filled with excitement, and he gestured with his hands as he spoke, "What a great guy! You killed so many masters from the Ghost Witch Division and the Black Wind Division in one go, and even the Cat Ghost God's servant and the Ghost King's Dharma Body were killed by you.

If such a group of experts led an army of 200,000 barbarians to sweep across the capital, I am afraid that it would be difficult for the Black Armor Cavalry, our middle division, and the city guards to resist this disaster."

When Taishu Bingxin heard what Bai Ze said, he became more and more convinced of what Qing Yi had said before, and he couldn't help but feel relieved. Fortunately, he stopped the conflict between Xing Boyun and Guqiu Yi in time.

Qing Yi chuckled and said, "The Black Wind Tribe, the Ghost Witch Tribe, and the Cat Ghost Cult have repeatedly invaded Guqiu. If we don't teach them a lesson, won't they treat Guqiu as a soft persimmon and bully it at will?"

Compared to Taishu Bingxin and Xing Boyun who had never dealt with Qing Yi, Bai Ze had spent some time with Qing Yi in early spring and was very familiar with the strength of Qing Yi and the people around him at that time.

Now, after not seeing each other for just over half a year, this ordinary country boy who was just a village head has grown into such a powerful person.

Not only was he promoted from a lower commoner to a senior sergeant and was granted a title, he also had dozens of private soldiers above the ninth rank, and he was even protected by four powerful dragon-claw locust tree spirits.

Although Bai Ze really wanted to chat for a while longer, due to the previous unpleasant experience, Qing Yi just chatted for a few words and then led the tree spirit and his private army away.

Looking at Qing Yi and his group in the distance, as well as the four powerful tree spirits, Tai Shu Bing Xin couldn't help but sigh and said, "Gu Qiu Yi is only fifteen years old now, but he has achieved so much. He is truly a young hero."

Xing Boyun and his two followers, who were standing behind the two men, stared at Qing Yi's back with gloomy faces. They felt that they had lost face this time, and the resentment in their hearts grew stronger.

(End of this chapter)