Vol 8 Chapter 91 (1/2)

VOLUME 8 CHAPTER 91: DON’T TELL ME THIS IS THE FAREWELL BANQUET (5)

Liu Bei POV

After packing away everything in the mansion, stacking the pieces of silk, Zi Long and I went to retrieve our horses from the courtyard and set off from the backdoor for Liu Biao’s residence.

Before we left, I turned back and looked at the flower patch in the courtyard where an unnamed fake driver / real a.s.sa.s.sin was buried. Someday perhaps, a new tenant might discover his corpse. If it happens in the modern era, archaeologists might mistake him for an owner of the house and he might be in a display in a museum somewhere. That’s a little too good for someone like him.

As I walked out of the mansion, I felt a little reluctance to leave but it soon disappeared once I mounted my horse. Only now did I realise that I was more suited to a horse than a seat in the hall.

“Imperial Uncle!”

As I reached the entrance of Liu Biao’s residence, the guards bowed and saluted to me. Compared to before, there were more guards on duty. When I looked to the left, I found quite a few unfamiliar officials entering as well. There were so many horses that there were several valets around.

“Here, Imperial Uncle. I’ll help you bring the horse in.” A valet said as he walked towards me.

“Ah, un. Alright.” I nodded and handed the reins to him.

He raised his head and got nervous as he took the reins, “Imperial Uncle, this horse is…”

He was clearly awestruck by Dilu. I looked over and saw that Dilu was staring into the valet’s eyes. There was a patch of white between its brows which made its stare even more fearsome.

“It’s fine, it’s fine,” I smiled stiffly and pushed the reins to him, “Dilu is rather obedient so don’t worry too much.”

When he heard me call Dilu obedient, the valet had a funny look on his face. He looked at me, and then at the horse. This went on several times before he finally took the reins from me.

And when they were fully handed over, Dilu didn’t seem agitated in the least.

“See? I told you so.” I said to the valet, who seemed a little more relaxed but was still highly vigilant nonetheless as he slowly pulled on the reins and led Dilu to the stables.

*Tatatata*–

Just then, the sound of a horse galloping could be heard. I turned back and saw that it was Zi Long who had been left behind by me.

“Yo, Zi Long.” I waved as I greeted her.

But clearly, Zi Long wasn’t as good-spirited and she began scolding me the moment she dismounted, “Really, even if Dilu is as fast as the wind, you should wait for me. You’re not rus.h.i.+ng to see your bride anyway!”

She handed the reins to a valet, looked about and continued in a hushed voice, “If you’re going to ride so quickly, how are you going to deal with any a.s.sa.s.sins you meet along the way?”

“Sorry, sorry,” I smiled as I waved my hand in front of me, “To be honest, I still can’t quite control Dilu. I’m just being driven by him.”

I just received him a few days ago and it was already difficult enough learning how to navigate around the street corners as it was very difficult to get Dilu to reduce its speed.

“Hai…” Zi Long sighed and then put her serious look back on, “I haven’t seen any possible a.s.sailants on the way here. It seems a bit too obvious to set the ambush point inside the residence.”

“Yes, so that means there shouldn’t be an issue right?” I replied relaxedly.

Compared to Zi Long, my sense of caution is less. No matter what, Cai Mao and Lady Cai won’t go to such lengths as to risk it all to take my life.

Un… At least from what I can recall, it seems like Liu Bei and Cai Mao did not have relations that got so bad. Though I wouldn’t rely too much on what I remember.

(TL: He is dead wrong here.)

“Un… Whatever the case, let’s discuss further after we go in.” Zi Long thought for a moment and seemed to come to the conclusion that it wasn’t as bad as she thought and nodded as she rubbed her stomach, “Besides, I’m famished.”

“Aiya, Zi Long, don’t be like that.”

“It’s fine. Hurry up, Xuan De.”

I smiled and led the excited Zi Long into the mansion.

“Umm, may I ask if this is Lord Zhao Yun?” Just as we entered, an official walked out from the side and asked Zi Long.

“Yes, that would be me. What is the matter?”

“Ah, because Lord Zhao Yun is a warrior general, please come to an alternative venue for the banquet.” The official said as he pointed to a different door.

“Why is there such a thing? I’ve never heard of it.” Zi Long said as she frowned.