Chapter 11: The picture shows the dagger
"It's okay, it's okay. Brother Ye leads this battalion of brothers to guard the important grain route. It's a matter of great importance. It's normal for him to be busy with military affairs. It won't be a problem for Brother Li and I to wait a little longer!" Wang Kangxin smiled and said:

After a few simple greetings, the banquet began. The three of them began to clink glasses at the table. For some reason, the three of them were in tacit understanding and no one mentioned the plan on their own initiative. They seemed to be waiting for the other to speak first.

After three rounds of drinking, the table was in a mess. Seeing that Ye Mingsheng was still trying to cover up the issue and not talking about the main business, Wang Kangxin, whose face was slightly red from drinking, had run out of patience. He took the opportunity to give Li Wanshun a look while drinking.

Li Wanshun immediately understood what he meant, and without saying anything, he poured himself a full bowl of wine, tilted his head back and drank all the wine generously. Then, he didn't know whether he was really drunk or pretending to be drunk. Then, he threw the bowl in his hand to the ground fiercely and cursed in a low voice:
"Incompetent! Incompetent! Xu Zhaojie is a waste. He has failed the Prime Minister's cultivation of him!"

Hearing Li Wanshun's scolding, Ye Mingsheng, who was also slightly drunk, instantly perked up. He knew that the two guys in front of him could not hold back any longer and were about to start a duet with him. He then narrowed his eyes slightly, and continued to drink silently without saying a word.

Seeing that Ye Mingsheng still didn't respond, Wang Kangxin cursed inwardly, but he had no choice but to go into battle himself. He said in a deep voice to Li Wanshun, who was standing aside with a furious look on his face:

"Brother Li, be careful with your words. Lord Xu is our boss!"

Li Wanshun, who heard the reminder, not only did not calm down, but became even more excited. He groaned in dissatisfaction, and then as if to vent his anger, he punched the table hard, knocking over two large ceramic bowls, and then said bitterly:
"Brother Wang! This is really frustrating!
"Why have tens of thousands of our imperial guards come to the palace from afar? We are here to make achievements, serve the court, and serve Lord Shangguan Hongyuan!"

"For the sake of the court, we men are willing to sacrifice our lives, but Xu Zhaojie, that son of a bitch! As the Marquis of Zhenyuan in the court, the commander of the Xuanwu Imperial Guards, and the general of this eastern expedition, he has been blessed by the emperor for generations and receives the emperor's salary, but what is he doing now?"

"That old bastard Li Zaiyuan gave him a few women and some gold, silver and jewelry, and let Xu Zhaojie forget the Prime Minister's cultivation of him? The expectations of tens of thousands of brothers in the Iron Cavalry and Xuanwu Army for him?"

At this point, the black-faced sturdy man Li Wanshun became even more excited. He pounded his chest and said in a very unwilling and tragic tone:

"More than 10,000 of our comrades died in Gongdu. We helped these barbarians in Gongdu drive away the beasts of the Luobi people, which led to the current good situation!
"What a great opportunity this is! As long as we brothers put some thought into it, the two thousand miles of mountains and rivers in the palace will belong to us and the court!"

After Li Wanshun finished speaking, Wang Kangxin, who came with him, no longer concealed his feelings. He turned to look at Ye Mingsheng and said seriously:

"Brother Ye, the three of us are from the Zhaowu Camp of the Imperial Guard. To be frank, we are the personal soldiers of Lord Shangguan Hongyuan! The direct descendants!"

We should know better than anyone else what Shangguan Hongyuan expects us to be! We have the responsibility to use the swords in our hands to practice Shangguan Hongyuan's expectations of us! "So Brother Ye, I told you the last time we met, have you changed your mind?"

Seeing that Wang Kangxin had finally revealed his true intentions, Ye Mingsheng calmly wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, then took out a letter from his pocket, pushed it in front of Wang Kangxin, and said lightly:
"Brother Wang, this is the document I am going to submit to Lord Xu. The content of the document is about the spoils I seized in the battle of Wanfeng Prefecture and the beheading of the Luobei people in Xiaoli Town. You two brothers may take a look at it. If there are no problems, please sign and seal it as a witness for me, your brother!"

Hearing Ye Mingsheng's words, Wang and Li, who were just so passionate, suddenly changed their expressions. After a few seconds of silence, Wang Kangxin looked at Ye Mingsheng and said slowly:

"It seems that Brother Ye doesn't trust me!"

"Brother Wang, you are worrying too much. This matter concerns my life and property, so I should be cautious. I believe that since Brother Wang is so successful, he is willing to help me. This little thing should be no problem for me, right?" Ye Mingsheng looked at Wang Kangxin, who had a gloomy face, and said with a half-smile:
Ye Mingsheng finished speaking, Wang Kangxin hadn't said anything yet, Li Wanshun immediately stood up, holding the goose-wing knife at his waist tightly with his big hands, and threatened Ye Mingsheng with a ferocious look:
"Ye Mingsheng, I have tolerated you for a long time. Don't refuse my toast and drink the wine instead. You should know that it is you who is being investigated by the Supervisory Department, not us!"

"My thousand troops are stationed in Ruishan County. If you want to accomplish your mission, you must have my help. Li Wanshun, do you want to be surrounded and killed by tens of thousands of Gongdu troops in the Luochuan Road granary?"

Ye Mingsheng, who had been prepared, was not angry at Li Wanshun's roar, and continued to speak slowly. However, after he finished speaking, he coughed lightly, intentionally or unintentionally.

After Ye Mingsheng finished speaking, Li Wanshun became furious and directly pulled out the goose-wing knife at his waist from the scabbard.

There was a crisp buzzing sound, and the next second, the goose-wing knife in Li Wanshun's hand flashed with a cold light and pointed at Ye Mingsheng's head.
Just as Li Wanshun was preparing for the next step, Wang Kangxin raised his hand to stop him, then looked at Ye Mingsheng, whose expression was as calm as water, and said in a deep voice:

"I hate being threatened the most in my life. Ye Mingsheng, take this letter back now. I can give you a chance to treat what you just said as drunken nonsense and not take it to heart!"

After Wang Kangxin finished speaking, Li Wanshun, holding the goose-wing knife, seemed to have determined that Ye Mingsheng would take the letter back in disgrace. His fleshy face was full of sarcasm as he looked at Ye Mingsheng.

Although the goose-wing knife in Li Wanshun's hand was still more than fifty centimeters away from his head, Ye Mingsheng could already clearly feel the bone-chilling coldness and the faint smell of blood emanating from the knife...
Looking up at Li Wanshun and Wang Kangxin, Ye Mingsheng did not, as the two men had expected, awkwardly take back the letter he had just taken out under Li Wanshun's knife. Instead, he smiled and shook his head, picked up the wine glass from the table, as if he was going to have another drink.

(End of this chapter)