Gone With The Bustling World - Chapter 40
Translator: Antonia
The words cut into silence!
Liu Cen was furious, “Blackmail! This is sheer blackmail!”
Fang Junqian smiled coldly and didn’t talk.
Liu Cen finally understood that this young man newly rising to fame was a tough one! He wouldn’t make a compromise!
At once, he coldly folded his fists together, “If so, I have nothing to say with you! Goodbye!” Then he turned to leave.
Duke Fang didn’t stop him, “Goodbye, Mr. Envoy. See you later.”
The group of envoys, stiff-faced, treaded heavily in silence.
At this moment, Xiao Qingyu in the wheelchair spoke lightly, “The envoys may leave, but not Commander Tuoba.”
Liu Cen was astonished! The already gloom face turned even more dismal!
The envoys didn’t talk. Suddenly, an ordinary-looking envoy laughed to the sky and stood out, “Amazing! How do you know I’m Tuoba Muhong?” Just now he had been hiding among the envoys, keeping a low profile. He wondered how Xiao Qingyu figured.
Xiao Qingyu didn’t answer but asked, “Commander Tuoba, you know that Daqing soldiers hate you so much that they almost wish to eat you fresh and drink your blood. Why are you taking the risk of getting here?”
“Why…” Tuoba Muhong seemed to be asking and answering himself, “I’m the first commander of Tianbin. Of course I want to see who is the person that defeated me twice…
One is certainly Duke Fang. There was another man giving orders to the cavalries at the tower.” His eyes turned into lightning! “That’s you, right? Who are you?”
“Xiao Qingyu, the Right Prime Minister of Daqing.”
“Ah. You’re Childe Wushuang…” Tuoba Muhong came to realization and said in a low voice, “Then it’s not too embarrassing to be defeated by you two twice.” The wind whistled bitterly. Tuoba Muhong, thin with hair greyish, presented the sorrow of an old defeated hero.
Xiao Qingyu said calmly, “Don’t be sorry. You’re not the only one feeling threatened. Now Xiongye King is injured in a coma. My men of sacrifice have lurked near him and poised to take his life at any moment.”
His eyes were still mild as water. Finishing it, Xiao Qingyu closed his eyes, a touch of smile on his lips, like a meditating Buddha.
Fang Junqian turned to Liu Cen, “Mr. Liu, if these two people are added. Are the conditions of peace negotiable?”
In the sentence, every word carried irresistible power!
A few days ago, a conversation took place between Xiao Qingyu and Duke Fang.
Ten elite Cloud Cavalries? Lurk? Mission? Fang Junqian’s heart was disturbed.
“What’s the plan?” Fang Junqian only asked this question.
“Take over prefecture Gun, Huo and Liuye, expand the territory of Bafang to ten times bigger, collect Bafang armies, and you, Duke Fang, becomes the uncrowned king of Daqing’s northwest.”
Astonishing!
As Xiao Qingyu said that, everything in the commander tent seemed to pause, except the quaint hourglass making subtle sound in every second, “Hiss…hiss…hiss…”
There was a one-quarter strong silence in the tent. Fang Junqian and Xiao Qingyu gazed at each other in the eye, without talking, and the tacit mutual understanding flew between them.
After a while…
“I’m in the gambling!” Duke Fang uttered.
Like a promise!
Xiao Qingyu hadn’t expected him to master the essence of the whole plan so soon!
He smiled, “Yes, it’s a gambling.”
Right. Now Bafang was indeed too exhausted to fight. But, so what?!
Would Xiongye dare to fight no matter what? Did Tianbin dare to sacrifice the life of its people? Besides, they had the ace card of Murong Zhan in their hands!
“Let’s bet—on that they can’t afford a gambling.”
The was giving a full play to ‘gambling’. Tianbin and Xiongye were troubled with domestic conflicts, political upheaval, factional struggle, personal grievances… A slight change would lead to a drastic turmoil in the whole, which would also be a boost of Bafang’s victory in the gambling!
People lived in a world where things interlocked with one another. In proper time and place, even the fluttering of a butterfly would be able to trigger a hurricane on the other side of the coast. When the momentum accumulated and opportunity came, ants could destroy thousand-mile river bank. A spark could light a whole plain.
“Fang Junqian.” The brilliance of wise in Childe Wushuang’s eyes flew like ripples in clear water, “Remember it: War is plundering. Politics is extortion!”
The appearance of Tuoba Muhong during the negotiation surprised Childe Wushuang. Unexpectedly, apart from the ace card of Xiongye King, they had another one, Tianbin Commander.
Xiao Qingyu exclaimed: there seemed to be a secret power protecting Fang Junqian. He was so lucky that he would succeed in everything.
The peace talk was later called ‘Bafang Covenant.’
After the talk, there was one prevailing remark in many nations— “To conquer Daqing, kill QingQian first.”
The meaning was clear: If to overturn Daqing, one must kill Xiao Qingyu and Fang Junqian first.
Hearing this, Li Shenghu laughed and quipped, “QingQian, QingQian, Qian means heaven. Duke and Childe together means the world!”
Li Shenghu, a candid and straightforward man, had never expected that his words would one day be recorded in history books. Neither had he expected that these words were certain prophetic foresight!
