The Dragon Warrior Pair
DWP 238 - Murong Qiaomi Type Disorders
The first thing that Jing Yang did after arriving at Jiang Palace was to sit in front of Murong Qiaomi who scolded him. Besides leaving his duties, he, Jing Yang told Murong Qiaomi that he wanted to spend some time before the day of the battle against the Skull Demon Island by stopping the assault by the military forces in the border town of Jiyangma City.
Murong Qiaomi released a murderous aura as he scolded Jing Yang. No one dared to go near even though there were Xue Bingyue, Yi Yue and Murong Liuyu. Jing Yang was like a child who was being scolded by his mother. This incident lasted a long time before Murong Qiaomi finally succumbed to Jing Yang's wishes.
“Yang, you left a lot of tasks for me and now you intend to leave after returning and settling for two days?” Murong Qiaomi let out a long sigh and his hands massaged his forehead, “Bokah naughty, selfish also has its limits!”
Jing Yang scratched his head and laughed softly, “Hehehe His laughing voice was forced even Jing Yang did not know he had to respond to the flames when he saw Murong Qiaomi in a furious fashion back.
“Hehehe? Go into the room and reflect on what you did! Look at the pile of files there! Read all and think grow up!” Murong Qiaomi scolded Jing Yang for wanting to see how genuine the young man was. Whether Jing Yang fits his mind or not. Actually Murong Qiaomi did this to make sure Jing Yang fit his criteria or not.
“Good, Aunt Qiaomi..” Jing Yang lowered his head in lethargy after staring lazily at the pile of files that were not beautiful.
After seeing Jing Yang carrying a pile of files, Murong Qiaomi looked at Xue Bingyue and told Xue Bingyue to keep an eye on Jing Yang for the whole day.
“Yue Ferrero, keep an eye on Yang Mercer and lest he leave the room before brooding over his deeds.” Murong Qiaomi smiled sweetly at Xue Bingyue as he lowered his head and whispered in Xue Bingyue's ear softly.
“If you and Yanger get caught leaving or you help him. Next I do not hesitate to scold you..” Murong Qiaomi's whisper made Xue Bingyue's body shudder. Xue Bingyue simply nodded her head before answering with quivering lips.
“Ba-well, Aunt Qiaomi. I will make sure Yang-” Xue Bingyue even to the point of fear answering, “I will make sure Yangyang is in the room for a full day!”
“Good, sweet boy.” Murong Qiaomi stroked Xue Bingyue's head gently. Murong Liuyu who saw Murong Qiaomi's demeanor could only sigh deeply as he closed his eyes.
‘Even in front of Brother Qiaomi, an Emperor Jiang means absolutely nothing.’ Murong Liuyu shook his head slowly as he saw Murong Qiaomi tidying up some old files and documents.
“Liuyu, how are the two of them developing?” Murong Qiaomi alluded to the crippling of the Chi Rong and Fan Liwei meridian points.
Murong Liuyu smiled wryly. As a woman she could not imagine how mentally disintegrating Chi Rong and Fan Liwei were. The two were no longer able to become a swordsman after his meridian points were crippled.
“Chi and Liwei are now helping young warriors train. Although the two of them only gave instructions, but the spirit of training young warriors became increasingly smoldering.” Murong Liuyu explained.
“Kearn them spirit. Chi and Liwei are the dreams of men, including you and Liuyu. That's why I always tell you not to be too fond of charms to the men.” Murong Qiaomi responded.
Murong Liuyu opened his mouth, yet no words came out of his mouth. At this moment Murong Qiaomi looked even more annoyed than usual.
Meanwhile inside his room, Jing Yang was opening the files and documents that Murong Qiaomi was referring to. Jing Yang read them one by one and found out some of the problems that existed in the Jiang Empire.
Indeed in his Grandfather's reign, the Jiang Empire could be said to be far from prosperous. Jing Yang himself did not deny that his predecessors had absolutely no desire to take the Jiang Empire in a better direction.
‘Royal-ruled areas are still arguably prosperous, but this country has many areas that are far from prosperous.’ Jing Yang inwardly intended to do something different from his Grandfather.
Rongma was a territory belonging to the Jiang Empire bordering the Ma Empire. Rongma was the largest producer of rice and spices in the Jiang Empire, but now the condition of Rongma is very concerning because Rongma is no longer the largest rice and spice producing region in the Jiang Empire but the region with a poor level of population.
Besides being unreachable, now Rongma is inhabited by groups such as robbers and the headquarters of criminals. This condition increasingly makes Rongma a very alarming region. The strong will oppress the weak, that is Rongma's condition now.
And the most surprising one was one of the documents belonging to the Peach Flower Palace that explained Rongma's current condition. Jing Yang learned that the Ma Empire was involved in the fall of Rongma.
You could say the Ma Empire recognized Rongma as their territory. In addition to having forcibly employed the inhabitants of Rongma, the Ma Empire also took advantage of the rice crops of the inhabitants of Rongma and spices there.
This condition has been going on for decades and there is no serious effort from the government to overcome the conditions in Rongma. Upon learning this, Jing Yang massaged his forehead and let out a long sigh, he became curious about what his late Grandfather had done while serving as Emperor Jiang.
Xue Bingyue who was sitting on the bench near the door smiled as she saw Jing Yang's dizzy expression. Although he did not like serving as Emperor Jiang, Jing Yang himself could not let go of his concern for the residents.
A thought that was extremely rare and impossible for a child to have. After his meeting with the King of Hell and Jing An, Jing Yang's thoughts turned adult. The thing Jing Yang did was to ascertain whether the words of the King of Hell were true as they were.
“Yueyue, want to come with me?” Jing Yang glanced at Xue Bingyue who was watching him.
“Where? Today I can't go with you and you can't go anywhere anyway. I wasn't scolded by Aunt Qiaomi.” Xue Bingyue replied firmly and warned Jing Yang about Murong Qiaomi's words.
“It didn't take me a whole day to reflect on my decision to become Emperor Jiang. I've realized that the position I'm in is not a joke. But it felt really annoying because I had to endure the deeds of my predecessors.” Jing Yang lay down while taking the other documents and then added, “Actually what did they do when they became Emperor Jiang?”
Xue Bingyue held back a laugh as it was very rare for Jing Yang to complain not even once.
“Yangyang, so what do you want to do after reflecting on your decision?” Xue Bingyue asked out of curiosity for Jing Yang's reply.
Jing Yang wanted to fill his free time before the battle against the Skull Demon Island by making a visit to Rongma and Jiyangma.
“First I'm going to Rongma and second I'm going to Jiyangma. These two regions should be able to become the valuable assets of the Jiang Empire.” Jing Yang muttered softly after reading the final document. So much information that he could not possibly know if he did not make up his mind as Emperor Jiang.
Outside Jing Yang's room right in front of the door, Murong Qiaomi smiled broadly because Jing Yang was the type of man included in his criteria. Perhaps this was Murong Qiaomi's disorder because he had told himself that he would open his heart to a great man who had great influence in the Jiang Empire and had kindness and care to the people around him.
Jing Yang falls into all those categories. Unknowingly Murong Qiaomi blushed to himself, feeling very strange considering Jing Yang was more deserving of being his son than the dream man he had dreamed of.
Jing Yang himself faintly sensed the existence of Murong Qiaomi despite being very thin, ‘What is Aunt Qiaomi eavesdropping on? I'd rather sleep and meet the King of Hell than listen to his chatter.’
Upon sensing the aura of Murong Qiaomi's body, Jing Yang immediately laid down his body and closed his eyes while doing his full concentration before he finally went into his subconscious to meet the King of Hell.