Chapter 124 The Ins and OutsWang Wu's voice

Yao Zongkui was the first one who didn't show any respect. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, looked at Pan Yueqing's demeanor and let out a sneer: "I said, Young Master Pan, you, like our Young Master Su, set out with the army. It's out of respect for the general and the prime minister that we call you 'Young Master'. This deputy has neither a document from the Ministry of War nor a seal conferred by the Ministry of Personnel, and simply has no right to handle these matters."

"You're right," Pan Yueqing wasn't annoyed by his words. Instead, she nodded in agreement.

"Since that's the case, what's there to examine?" Yao Zongkui stepped forward with a solemn face. Perhaps it was Pan Yueqing's overly delicate face and her calm expression that aroused the ruffian in him. He raised his foot and stepped on Pan Yueqing's desk disdainfully: "If you were sensible, you should stand up and call me 'uncle' a few times and invite me to take the seat of honor."

"Hehe," Pan Yueqing sat upright in her seat. It seemed that she was really amused as she chuckled in a low voice. Yao Zongkui slapped the table and was about to question her when Pan Yueqing raised her eyes and the sneer at the corner of her mouth still remained: "Do you deserve it?"

"You little brat! Who do you think you are?!" Yao Zongkui was suddenly enraged by her provocation. After a furious shout, seeing Pan Yueqing's calm appearance, he gradually calmed down.

"You little brat..." The smile on Pan Yueqing's lips instantly turned into frost. She raised her eyes, and the killing intent in her eyes seemed to condense the scene of thousands of troops fighting: "That's a rather novel way of speaking."

Yao Zongkui looked at Pan Yueqing's appearance. This delicate face in front of him unconsciously overlapped with the face of Prime Minister Pan, who usually had a smile but was decisive in killing and attacking. He felt a bit horrified, slowly put down his foot, and couldn't say a word of his grievances. But he couldn't bring himself to apologize to a young person.

"That is a novel way of speaking," a hearty laugh came from behind. However, this laugh sounded like the howls of countless ghosts in Yao Zongkui's ears. Pan Yueqing raised her eyes and stood up, bowing deeply to the person behind Yao Zongkui: "Father, Uncle."

Pan Haiyun was wearing a purple robe with a fish-shaped tally. There was a smile on his face all year round, making it hard to tell whether he was happy or angry. And Su Jing was fully armed in armor, with a serious expression. After Pan Yueqing's greeting, all the soldiers realized who they were and quickly saluted Prime Minister Pan and Marquis Su of Dingyuan. Yao Zongkui turned around somewhat dully and was about to bow his head and salute along with them.

Unexpectedly, Pan Haiyun raised his hand to help him up and walked around the desk.

"Prime Minister, please take the seat of honor," Pan Yueqing cupped her hands and said respectfully.

Pan Haiyun waved his hand: "Your Highness, please take the seat of honor."

As soon as Pan Haiyun finished speaking, they saw Shiguang helping Qi Sian, who was wearing a black robe, get off the carriage not far away. Qi Sian's face was still extremely pale. When he heard Pan Haiyun's words, he waved his hands repeatedly and coughed several times to stop the soldiers who were about to bow to him. But this action caused him to cough even more severely.

Shiguang understood his meaning and supported Qi Sian, whose face was deathly pale, and said politely to Pan Haiyun: "Prime Minister Pan and Marquis Su of Dingyuan can make the decision."

"Then you make the decision," Pan Haiyun didn't decline. He raised his hand to signal Qi Sian to take the seat, and then he leisurely sat behind Pan Yueqing, looking at Yao Zongkui who was standing below with interest.

Pan Yueqing naturally understood that Pan Haiyun had the chair placed behind her, which was to show his stance and also indicate that her opinion fully represented Prime Minister Pan's intention.

Pan Yueqing slowly sat on the chair. Su Jing didn't take the seat of honor but stood aside: "I am guilty. I actually allowed my subordinate to be so disrespectful to the imperial envoy." With these words, he was expressing his dissatisfaction with what Yao Zongkui had said earlier.

When it came to being protective of their own, it seemed that no one was more so than Pan Haiyun and Su Jing.

"Where is Wang Wu?" Pan Yueqing cleared her throat and said loudly.

As soon as she finished speaking, Wang Wu stepped forward and knelt on one knee, cupping his hands towards Pan Yueqing. Looking at his respectful appearance, Pan Yueqing said in a solemn voice: "Why did you raise your weapons against the Tunqi Battalion?"

Wang Wu's eyes turned red at this question. As the saying goes, a man doesn't shed tears easily, but at this moment, his eyes were red with tears as he said to Pan Yueqing: "Since Deputy Pan said that you side with reason rather than kinship, then I, an old man, will believe you! Please make the decision for our Chief Chen Chang of the guards!"

"Yesterday... the 26th day of the fourth lunar month..." Wang Wu's narration slowly began.

Chen Chang's face suddenly changed. He clenched his fists and stepped forward. Even Wu Yang's grip on his shoulder couldn't stop him.

"It's not necessary," Wu Yang raised his eyes. His green eyes were like those of a proud lone wolf under the candlelight. The killing intent in his eyes, waiting for an opportunity, made the soldiers of the Tunqi Battalion on horseback shiver.

Yao Da had long disliked Wu Yang. Those green pupils were shining under the light. The soldiers of the Tunqi Battalion looked at each other, and the thought of "Those who are not of our kind will have ulterior motives" flashed in their minds simultaneously.

Chen Chang stood in front of Wu Yang, gritted his molars: "Yao Da! How dare you?!"

"Puff——Do I dare?" Yao Da stepped forward, brandishing a big knife and said arrogantly to Chen Chang: "Lao Chen, do you know why you've never been promoted?!" There was contempt written all over his eyes. Taking advantage of being on horseback, he raised his hand and knocked Chen Chang's helmet off: "Because you think too highly of yourself!"

"Anyone who dares to stop me today will be punished together!" Yao Da pointed his big knife, and the cold light of the blade was directed at Wu Yang's calm face. Yao Da spat out the mint leaves in his mouth and put away the smile on his lips: "Kill without mercy."

There was endless anger in Chen Chang's eyes. The bloodlust from his years on the battlefield suppressed all his previous timidity. He drew out the long sword at his waist and knocked Yao Da's big knife aside. The hatred in his heart had never been more real than at this moment. He had originally thought that the injustice was just that his superiors couldn't see all his past efforts. He never expected that injustice could be like this, so callous about human lives!

Living human lives were sacrificed to fulfill this scoundrel Yao Da's ambition of getting promoted!

Chen Chang let out a roar and raised his sword. In an instant, all his resentment and anger were in this one sword strike.

Yao Da's big knife in his hand was knocked out of his hand by this sword strike. The shock from the scabbard made his tiger mouth hurt. He also fell off his horse. The soldiers of the Tunqi Battalion quickly stepped forward to ask: "Young Master Yao? Are you okay?" After all, Captain Yao Zongkui of the Tunqi Battalion had repeatedly told them to protect Yao Da.

Although Yao Da let out two cries of pain, compared to Chen Chang, whose tiger mouth was cracked and bleeding profusely, he was much better off. But at that moment, Yao Da was filled with anger and malice. He raised his hand and snatched the spiked iron caltrop from the hand of the approaching Tunqi soldier and swung it towards Chen Chang's head!

The spikes on the iron caltrop were all shaped like blades. It was originally invented to deal with the cavalry of the Rong and Di tribes and had extremely strong lethality. Although Chen Chang managed to avoid the vital part, he was still unlucky and had one of his legs cut off. Chen Chang almost watched as his own leg was separated from his body! At that time, the setting sun was like blood, and Chen Chang's heart-rending cries echoed.