The servant saw that Xu Fei's expression was not good and felt uneasy.
"La-Laoye?"
He also cherished his life. Xu Fei's servants had died one after another. Seeing that it was his turn soon, he had no choice but to find a way out.
If he did not do this, he would not be able to escape death.
Just as he was at his wits' end, he had heard of this brilliant idea from someone nearby and hurriedly presented it to Xu Fei.
Xu Fei said gloomily, "Liu Xi is indeed suitable, but I have no friendship with him."
The servant was delighted when he heard this.
He had his own selfish motives, and his little plan was brilliant. It would be best if Xu Fei could successfully escape danger. That way, he would be a meritorious contributor. If he could not escape danger, at least he could delay for a while. He could secretly find someone to open up a channel and transfer him away from Xu Fei's side.
"How could Laoye not be friends with Liu Prefecture's Magistrate?" The servant carefully served. "Thinking back to the Huang River Conference, Laoye and Liu Prefecture's Magistrate fought side by side. We could be considered comrades. Not to mention anything else, just because of this old friendship, she can't just watch him die, right? "
The servant thought that he had spoken well, but Xu Fei's expression was even uglier than before.
He was anxious, afraid that he had stepped on a landmine.
Xu Fei said after a long pause, "You might not know this, but during the Huang River Conference, Liu Xi was closer to Xu Pei."
Although the two were scheming for their own interests, Xu Bei had supported Liu Xi during the Huang River Conference. This was an indisputable fact.
In terms of friendship, it was not Xu Fei's turn.
The servant was dumbfounded. Had he come up with a rotten idea?
Xu Fei said in a gloomy tone, "But you also reminded me that Liu Xi is a good candidate. Although the chances are not high, it's better than squatting here and waiting to be captured. No matter what, I will not admit defeat to Xu Bei, even if I have to give it my all! "
Seeing this, the servant shivered involuntarily.
He did not understand. Xu Fei and Xu Bei were cousins from the same sect. They should have a good relationship. How did things end up like this?
Little did he know that because of his grandfather's favoritism and protection, defeating Xu Bei had become Xu Fei's obsession.
Xu Fei could lose to anyone, but not Xu Bei.
They were born to fight. Only when one of them fell would it truly end.
"Go, call Qin Gong over." As soon as Xu Fei finished speaking, she immediately changed her words, "Wait — — go and prepare a cinnabar brush and ink for me first, then go and call Qin Gong. Do this secretly and don't let the news leak out. Otherwise, I won't let you off! "
The servant was so scared that he was sweating profusely, and his back was covered in cold sweat.
"Yes, I'll do it right away."
The servant tiptoed to the study to find a cinnabar brush and ink, wondering why Xu Fei wanted cinnabar.
Xu Fei spread out a roll of bamboo slips and placed it on the table. Then, he pulled out a dagger and cut his palm. Hot blood dripped onto the inkstone. After bleeding enough, Xu Fei's expression didn't change as he fetched some cinnabar and mixed it with the blood. He then used his uninjured hand to grind the ink.
Was he going to write a blood letter?
The servant's eyelids twitched, and he retreated while trembling.
Xu Fei dipped his brush into the "ink" and wrote a letter to Jiang Pengji with a gloomy face.
He was well-liked by Old Master Xu. Other than fighting cute ghosts, his talent was also a plus. His grandfather had taught him how to write, and his initiation was also done by him. In comparison, Xu Bei, whose literary talent wasn't much, seemed mediocre.
Xu Fei had never thought that the words and books he had painstakingly learned for so many years would one day be used to write a blood letter and gain the sympathy of others.
In another place, the servant took Xu Fei's warrant to look for Qin Gong.
"Young General Qin, Old Master is looking for you."
Qin Gong had just returned from training at the military field. His youthful face was tense, as if his entire body was on guard.
Seeing this, the servant felt pity in his heart.
Qin Gong was the youngest son of Qin Ge, the first general under Xu Fei's command.
In order to show his loyalty to Xu Fei, Qin Ge led his troops and fought for time to retreat. However, he was pierced through the heart by thousands of arrows and died without a complete corpse.
Qin Ge's eldest and second sons also died in the following battles. The Qin family was full of loyal warriors, and now only Qin Gong was left.
The servant remembered that Qin Gong used to be a young man with some baby fat and loved to smile. Ever since he took over the heavy responsibility from his father and brother, he had become increasingly cold and stern. Following the wishes of his father and brother, he was also loyal and devoted to Xu Fei. He trained the troops day and night, never slacking off.
Suddenly, the servant had a bad premonition.
He had a feeling that Xu Fei calling for Qin Gong was probably not a good thing.
When Qin Gong saw Xu Fei's warrant, it was as if Xu Fei was right in front of him. He said respectfully, "Yes, this general will go over now."
When Qin Gong went over, he acutely smelled a faint smell of blood in the air.
Very quickly, his gaze sharpened as he discovered the source of the smell.
"My lord …"
Xu Fei comforted him. "It's nothing. Sit down first. I have something to tell you."
When Qin Gong heard that there was something important to tell him, he didn't dare to sit down. He immediately said, "This general obeys your order."
Xu Fei wasn't surprised. Qin Gong's temperament was like his father's. When he was young, he was naive and straightforward. Once he shouldered heavy responsibilities, he would quickly mature.
"Deliver this letter to Wanzhou Magistrate Liu Xi at night," Xu Fei said. "Remember to be careful. Don't let anyone discover it."
Qin Gong looked up in surprise and blurted out, "If this general leaves, who will train the soldiers to protect the lord's safety?"
Xu Fei laughed. "My life isn't something you can protect just by training the soldiers to defend it."
Qin Gong's face was deathly pale. He pursed his lips tightly.
"Only this letter can bring me a glimmer of hope." Xu Fei tied the two rolls of bamboo slips and put them into a tube bag. He personally handed them to Qin Gong. "I've let your father and your two brothers down. Now … Sigh, you must personally deliver this letter to Liu Xi. The sooner the better."
"This general obeys your order. I vow to complete the lord's entrustment with my life."
Xu Fei smiled faintly. "Go. I'll wait for your good news."
Qin Gong lowered his gaze and saw a white cloth wrapped around Xu Fei's left palm. There were faint traces of blood on it. His heart sank.
"Yes!"
Qin Gong put the tube bag containing the two secret letters into his lapel. Under the cover of his armor, he left Xu Fei's mansion with a normal expression.
When he returned to the mansion, he secretly ordered people to prepare a few days' worth of dry rations and a bag of silver fragments. He also found a few sets of ordinary, clean clothes and packed them into a bag.
In the middle of the night, a vigorous figure sneaked out of the city.
In order not to attract the attention of the enemy soldiers, Qin Gong traversed mountains and ridges, choosing remote and uninhabited roads.
When Qin Gong finally arrived in Wanzhou, more than a month had passed. It was midsummer.
Qin Gong squatted outside a tea house. He held a cracked pottery bowl and greedily drank the entire bowl of coarse tea.
After drinking enough, he even fed some to the horses that were on their way.
"Pretty boy, look over here …"
At first, Qin Gong didn't realize that the voice was calling him. It wasn't until someone followed him and the shadow blocked his line of sight.
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