Transmigrated To Another World: General, I'm Not Your White Moonlight - Chapter 239

Chapter 239: Gossip Expert (2)
Guan Zhiyao saw Xie Yanghui staring at him with inquiring eyes and said in his heart, ‘It’s over.’

Although he desperately wanted to escape, Guan Zhiyao still walked toward Xie Yanghui bravely with a polite smile on his face.

After serving two generations of emperors, Guan Zhiyao and Xin Yuzheng still have a certain degree of prestige in the hearts of the common people and officials because of their loyalty and clean hands.

When Xin Yuzheng approached him, Xie Yanghui was surprised and immediately became alert. However, after hearing Xin Yuzheng’s string of questions, he was completely speechless.

“Xie Guogong, did you really drink the blood of the Xiong Nu soldiers in Feng Tian Hall today? There are even rumors that you collected their corpses and ate them after you returned to the Jin Yi Army military camp. I don’t believe this, but I am really curious. Are you doing this because you have practiced some immortal cultivation techniques or just your hobby after spending decades on the battlefield?”

Xie Yanghui looked at Xin Yuzheng’s curious face and fell into silence.

“…..” Where did he hear these ridiculous rumors? Why does he look at me like I’m some kind of rare item?

Before Xie Yanghui had time to correct Xin Yuzheng, he heard Xin Yuzheng calling Guan Zhiyao. Knowing that these two old ministers were good friends and were known for their easy-going personalities and clean hands, Xie Yanghui couldn’t help but take a second look at them.

After Guan Zhiyao came in, he clasped his hands and politely greeted Xie Yanghui, “Good evening, Xie Guogong.”

Guan Zhiyao and Xin Yuzheng were older than him, and although their official ranks were lower, Xie Yanghui was still need to be polite to them.

He clasped his fists and greeted Guan Zhiyao politely, “Guan Da Ren, good evening.”

Seeing that Guan Zhiyao and Xin Yuzheng came alone, Xie Yanghui asked, “Tonight’s imperial banquet, will you attend alone like Xin Da Ren?”

Guan Zhiyao sighed and said, “Yes. My wife has a sore back and can’t get up from bed. I can only ask for forgiveness from His Majesty later.”

After hearing Guan Zhiyao’s answer, Xie Yanghui was speechless again.

“…” Did I hear it correctly? Did he just say that his wife had a sore back and wanted to beg forgiveness from Mingjue? But– why does he look so proud of it? Did he mean what I thought?

After being stunned for a few seconds, Xie Yanghui looked at the two old ministers in front of him and thought, ‘Indeed, Mingjue was right. These two old ministers are really extraordinary.’

Not knowing that Xie Yanghui thought of them as weirdos, Xin Yuzheng glared at Guan Zhiyao and asked, “Are you proud of it? Do you think you are the only one who is strong in bed?”

Hearing the sourness in his words, Guan Zhiyao lifted his chin slightly and smiled proudly, “Lao Xin, I will give you some supplements later. You should be able to perform better and make your wife happy.”

Seeing that the conversation was becoming more and more crook, Xie Yanghui hurriedly said, “I’m sorry, but I still have to meet with His Majesty before the banquet begins. I will take my leave first, Guan Da Ren, Xin Da Ren.”

Before they could react, Xie Yanghui had walked away.

Xin Yuzheng saw Xie Yanghui leaving in a hurry and sighed, “Indeed, being a supreme general is not a good thing. Xie Guogong can’t even spare time for small talk. His life must be very boring.”

Guan Zhiyao looked at Xie Yanghui’s leaving figure until he disappeared from his sight. Then, he looked at his friend and said, “I think he was scared away by us.”

Xin Yuzheng rolled his eyes at Guan Zhiyao and said, “Nonsense. How can we, two weak old men, scare away the War God of our Xia Empire?”

Guan Zhiyao thought for a while and said, “You are right. After the Feng Tian Hall incident, Xie Guogong must be very busy to deal with the aftermath.”

While the two of them were still chatting happily, a calm and weak voice came from behind, “Guan Da Ren, Xin Da Ren, what kind of interesting things are you two talking about so happily? Why don’t you share it with Ben Wang?”

When Guan Zhiyao and Xin Yuzheng heard this, they turned around and saw Rui Qinwang walking over with a gentle smile on his handsome face. They both felt flattered to see that this frail and sick Wangye was in poor health but still in the mood to chat with them.

The two of them put their hands together, saluted Wan Sifan, and greeted him politely, “Chen greets Rui Qinwang.”

Wan Sifan smiled and said, “There is no need for the formality.”

After he said this, Guan Zhiyao and Xin Yuzheng straightened up their bodies. Seeing Wan Sifan’s pale face, Xin Yuzheng said with a hint of worry in his voice, “Wangye, I hope everything has been fine with you since our last meeting last week.”

Wan Sifan noticed the sincerity in Xin Yuzheng’s voice, and his smile deepened. It was rare that he met someone who was genuinely worried about him.

“Ben Wang is fine. It’s still the same old disease. Thank you for Guan Da Ren’s concern.” Wan Sifan said after a moment of silence.

Seeing his weak appearance, Xin Yuzheng frowned slightly and said, “Wangye, the wind is cold tonight. How about we go in first? It would be bad if you get sick due to the wind.”

Wan Sifan nodded, and the three of them walked together into the west minor gate of Wu Men Gate.

After passing the gate, Wan Sifan said with a hint of curiosity in his calm voice, “Ben Wang just overheard the conversation between the two Da Rens, and Ben Wang was a little curious. Ben Wang wonders what you two were talking about just now.”

Xin Yuzheng’s eyes lit up when he heard this. He coughed lightly, cleared his throat, and said, “Wangye, what do you want to know? We know a lot of things. Maybe we can satisfy some of your curiosities.”