C178 In the Pavilion There Was a Grand Competition about the Imperial will of the Army

The next day, General Qu woke up early. He went back after eating Wan's breakfast and prepared to go to the morning court.

Qing Yun was cultivating in the courtyard early in the morning. Wan held a towel and brought tea to Qing Yun's side. When Qing Yun saw her, he remembered what the Emperor said the night before and his expression became unnatural. He sighed and went to the pavilion.

At this moment, Qing Yun was in a dilemma and he did not know how to speak to her. After all, this was not something else and he could also see it. Wan liked him, but he still had a huge grudge with her. The path of revenge was his everything now. He did not know if he could get revenge. He didn't know if he would die in the hands of his enemy. All of these were unknown. Besides, he already had someone he liked in his heart. How could he be happy with the new and hate the old? Although he had already recovered his memories, Qing Yun had always treated her as his younger sister from the beginning.

But then he thought again, since things had already come to this point. . . Long pain is better than short pain. After all, it was impossible for them. He might as well make it clear and not continue like this. . . Otherwise, it would only delay Wan. Now that the Emperor has the intention, That would be the best. If Wan could enter the Palace. Then no one would be able to bully her in the future and she would not have to suffer so much.

After Wan carried the sweat towel and tea to the pavilion, she realized that Qing Yun's expression was different from usual. She asked with concern, "Mr Mu, let me wipe your sweat. What's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

"No, it's just. . . " Qing Yun took the towel and wiped the sweat on his head.

"It's just that what?"

"Wan, you have been in the Imperial Residence for half a year, right?"

"En, it's about time. Why did Mr Mu ask about this today?"

"Time really flies. You have been here for half a year. We haven't had a good time to sit down and have a chat for half a year. Come, sit down. Are you used to living here?"

"Yes, I'm used to it. Actually, I still have to thank Mr Mu. If you hadn't taken me in, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to live or die. " As he spoke, he poured some tea.

"Hehe, you can't say that. After all, you're my savior, so it's only right that I do that. Wan, you are not young anymore, right? It is time for a girl of your age to discuss marriage. I have something to tell you. " Speaking of this, Qing Yun seemed to be in a very difficult position. Her expression was especially uncomfortable.

When Wan saw this scene, she thought that Qing Yun was going to confess to him. Her face instantly turned red. Embarrassed, she turned her head and said softly, "What does Mr Mu want to say? Just say it. "

"Then I will say it. The Emperor pulled me out last night and said a lot to me. He also told me that he had already fallen in love with you. I can see that the Emperor likes you very much and wants to bring you into the Palace. So I want to ask what you mean. "

"What!!! What did you say? You want me to marry the Emperor? What?!!" Wan heard this and her face turned pale.

"Wan, the Emperor is the ruler of a country. It is a blessing that you can marry him. If you really enter the Palace, then no one will dare to bully you anymore. You don't have to suffer anymore, nor do you have to work for the rest of your life. Isn't that great?"

"No, I won't marry. I don't want to leave this place. Mr Mu, do you dislike me? Don't you want me anymore? "

"Wan, what are you talking about? This was such a good opportunity. How could she give up just like that? This was something that many people dreamt of. It wasn't that Mr Mu didn't like you, but he had always treated you like his own sister. But Mr Mu couldn't take care of you for the rest of your life. I still need to lead the army to quell the rebellion. Perhaps one day you will die on the battlefield and entrust you to the Emperor. That would be the best outcome. "

"Just a younger sister?" At this moment, Wan's tears could not help but flow down.

"Wan, I know your feelings for me. But I can only treat you as my sister and there are still many things that I have not done yet. I don't know how long I will walk on this path that I have chosen. I also don't know if I will be able to walk to the end of it alive. Although I have already become an official in the court, at the bottom of it all, I am still a person of the pugilistic world. . . People of the pugilistic world are destined to drift for their entire lives, just like the clouds in the sky. Wandering is indeterminable, so I can't drag you down. "

"I won't marry, and I don't believe it either. These are all excuses, all excuses. You just despise me, and I hate you. " As she spoke, Wan ran out of the pavilion while crying and ran towards her bedroom.

Qing Yun looked at her disappearing figure and shook her head helplessly. Then, she looked up at the sun. It was not early anymore and it was time for the court session. So, he returned to his room and changed into his court attire before walking towards the Imperial Palace. He did not chase after Wan. He just wanted Wan to calm down and think about it.

In the Imperial Court, after all the officials and officials had finished their advices, the Emperor looked at the people in the hall. "Everyone, my close. The war has broken out everywhere. Although we have a lot of troops, Due to the lack of talented generals, we are unable to fight. Thus, I am preparing to hold a martial arts drill in the military camp to select the pillar of strength. Does my close have any objections?"

"The Emperor is wise. " Everyone fell to their knees.

"Alright, since none of you have any objections, Shunzi, you can announce the decree. "

"Yes, Emperor. " As he spoke, Shunzi bowed to the Emperor and took a few steps forward to open the Imperial Decree.

"By the will of the heavens, the Emperor declares that due to the chaos of war, we, the Great Ming, are lacking talents. We specially hold a martial arts competition for the entire army, whether it is official positions or soldiers or generals. In the end, 40 highly skilled martial artists and loyal to the Great Ming are selected from the million troops and promoted to rank 3 first class guards. We will form the Cloud Guardian and will be led by Pingyun Prince, Mu Qingyun. "

"Long live the Emperor. Long live the Emperor. " After everyone heard the Imperial Decree, they all knelt on the ground.

"Alright, it's settled then. The martial arts competition will begin in ten days. If there's nothing else, then withdraw from the court. "

" Withdraw. " After Shunzi shouted, all the officials once again knelt on the ground and called out 'Long live the Emperor' before retreating.

"Your Royal Highness, you don't look too good. What's wrong? What's the matter? " After retreating, General Qu and Qing Yun walked out together. When they saw Qing Yun's strange expression, they asked out of concern.

"Haha, thank you for your concern, General. It's nothing, just a little uncomfortable. "

"Are you sick? Then you have to rest well. You have to take care of your health. "

"Yes, I will, General. I wonder if you have anything to do today?"

"I have to make arrangements for the martial arts competition later. Then, I will spread the news to the various armies. There will be nothing much to do. Why are you asking this?"