In the early morning, Yuan Mai, who was sleeping, was awakened by a sob sound. When he opened his eyes, he found that Xiao Qi was sitting at the head of his bed and wiping his tears.

"What's wrong with you, little guy? Why did you cry early in the morning? That's annoying you?" Yuan Mai Yiguru sat up and asked in confusion while putting on his clothes.

Xiao Qi pouted, and thrust at Yuan Mai's bag at the bedside. This was something Yuan Mai cleaned up after coming back last night. Because it was too late and Xiao Qi was already asleep, Yuan Mai did not wake him up.

"Young Master has packed his luggage, but he didn't tell Xiao Qi where he was going. Do you don't plan to ask Xiao Qi anymore? Woo... Xiao Qi is loyal to the young master. Even if Xiao Qi has something wrong, you can't be so heartless..."

After buying clothes, Yuan stretched his muscles and bones in the room, while saying to Xiaoqi with a smile: "It's not that I don't want you, but my father arranged a task for me to serve as the supervisor of the Northern Expedition Army. I will move to the military camp today. You are a child's house, and it's not convenient to follow me."

After hearing Yuan Mai's words, Xiaoqi became even more anxious and shouted, "Young Master doesn't let me follow you anymore. Don't you want me anymore... In that case, I will be driven out of the mansion by my wife and starve to death on the street. You please let me follow you to the military camp. I can serve your food and daily life. Please..."

"No, the soldiers are born and die. How can I, the military inspector, take my servants with you!"

Yuan Mai lay on the ground doing push-ups while scolding Xiaoqi and rejecting his proposal.

After being rejected by Yuan Mai, Xiao Qi couldn't help but feel sad. He couldn't help but burst into tears and kept muttering, "Since the young master doesn't want Xiao Qi anymore, just let me starve to death."

"What nonsense? When did the young master say I don't want you? I don't let you follow me because there are important tasks to hand over to you."

I heard that Yuan Mai didn't let him follow him, but that he had more important tasks to do. Xiao Qi stopped crying, turned his worries into joy, and lay on the ground doing push-ups like Yuan Mai. "What tasks do you want to arrange for me?"

"Before I leave, I will explain to my wife that you need to leave me to clean the courtyard and take care of my property. There should be no problem with this. You don't have to worry about being kicked out of the mansion." Yuan Mai said while doing push-ups side by side with Xiaoqi.

I have done more than twenty things. Next, every time I do it once, Yuan Mai has to use her strength to feed her, but in order to have a strong body, Yuan Mai has to work hard.

"This Xiaoqi knows that my salary is also collected from the young master's monthly salary. I am a little servant, and I don't think my wife will care about my stay or not. But the young master doesn't let Xiaoqi follow me, I feel uncomfortable, whimper... Also, I don't know what tasks the young master wants to assign to Xiaoqi?"

Xiao Qi had just done seven or eight push-ups, and his arms were sore and he could no longer get up. He simply lay on the ground and talked to Yuan Mai.

Yuan Mai stood up, walked to the door, glanced into the patio, saw the latch of the door still stuck, confirmed that no one eavesdropped, then turned around and came back, walked to the bed and sat in, and said solemnly to Xiaoqi:

"I went on an expedition with the army and I would never know what happened at home again. If someone falsely accused me in front of my father, wouldn't I betrayed me? Therefore, the young master asked you to stay at home, and openly asked you to clean the courtyard for me, but secretly asked you to help me pass the message. You usually walk around, and you will notify me whenever something important happens in the mansion."

"Ah, the young master is going to go to Yanmen, and he is thousands of miles away. How can Xiaoqi notify you? I don't have wings..."

Xiao Qi was shocked when he heard Yuan Mai's words, and lay on the ground and stuck out his tongue.

Yuan Mai gave Xiaoqi a blank look: "Of course, my husband won't let you run to Yanmen to deliver a letter to me. I have already arranged it. I will prepare a book later and introduce you to Lord Zhen. In the future, as long as you hear important news, you will be sent to the Zhen family's ancestral home in the west of the city, and they will naturally try to notify me."

Xiaoqi nodded, looking like he was on his shoulders: "So that's it. I thought you don't want me anymore. Think carefully, you're really saying that, that woman... Mrs. Liu is so vicious. When you are not at home, you're afraid that you will be able to mess with your lord. Xiaoqi should indeed inquire at home more."

Finally, Xiaoqi understood his importance, so Yuan Mai told him to go to the kitchen to get food, and after he finished eating, he went to the military camp. Xiaoqi agreed and went out to the kitchen.

Yuan Mai took this opportunity to write a letter to Zhen Yao, saying that Xiaoqi was his personal servant and was absolutely loyal to him. In the future, if there is emergency information in the provincial and ministerial palace, he would send it to the Zhen family's ancestral home in time, and then Zhen Yao would find a way to notify him.

After writing the letter, Yuan Mai was afraid that Xiaoqi would not be able to find the Zhen family's ancestral home, so he picked up a stroke and drew a simple map to indicate the location of the Zhen family's ancestral home. After doing all this, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools." Now, Yuan Mai feels that he has taken the first step of the Long March. Hao Zhao, Zhen Yao, Xiao Qi, and even Zheng are all "weapons" in his hands. They are all their chess pieces. If you want to make a difference in the overall situation of fighting for the world, you must take every move and let each piece play its greatest role.

Not long after, Xiao Qi brought breakfast, including beef stewed with radish, steamed crucian carp, kelp and egg soup, as well as porridge made from brown rice, and wheat-baked pancakes. It was rich, but the salt was a bit light.

"Xiao Qi, what is your big name?"

Yuan Mai asked casually while gnawing on the cake while drinking egg soup.

"My name is Zhu Xiaoqi. You don't know it, young master!"

Xiaoqi stood behind Yuan Mai's back with his hands hanging down, and was so greedy that he smacked his tongue from time to time. After hearing Yuan Mai's question, he replied in confusion.

Seeing that Xiao Qi's saliva was almost leaking, Yuan Mai pulled him down to eat, saying that there were no outsiders now, just eat with my son, and no one laughed at you for not knowing etiquette.

Xiaoqi couldn't persuade Yuan Mai, and in the end he was just a twelve or thirteen-year-old child. He had been croaking in his stomach for a long time, so he brought chopsticks to have breakfast with Yuan Mai.

"Young Master, I see you very smart, and you are so loyal to me, so, you don't plan to let you be a servant for life. When you grow up, I will give you an official position, so you must have a name." Yuan Mai said while eating.

After hearing Yuan Mai's words, Xiao Qi was so happy that he couldn't stop talking and begged: "If Xiao Qi could be an official, there would be smoke from our ancestral grave. Young Master, please give me a name. My father and mother are illiterate."

Yuan Mai thought about it and clapped his legs and said, "I have it, it's because you are so smart. Let's call you Zhu Ling in the future!"

Alas, who has made us short of soldiers and generals? In this way, I will use the little servant as the "Zhu Ling" under Cao Cao, at least for psychological comfort...

Yuan Mai thought to himself, even if I am good at it, don’t we have Hao Zhao and "Zhu Ling" two generals...

"Zhu Ling? It's very good! Where is my handwriting?" Xiaoqi smacked his lips and continued to ask.

"The name is? Or is it called Xiaoqi! Zhu Ling, Zhu Xiaoqi!" Yuan Mai laughed and gave Xiaoqi a name and name.

After a while, Yuan Mai and Xiao Qifeng swept the sacred clouds and ate the breakfast clean.

Yuan Mai handed over his former sword to Xiaoqi and said seriously: "Zhu Ling, in this chaotic world, if you want to survive, it is not enough to rely on your head to work. You have to have a lot of skills. I have a sword here. You can practice more at home for future self-defense. If you meet Lord Zhen Yao, you can also take him as your teacher. He is an expert in using swords. If you say I asked you to learn swords with him, he will definitely not refuse."

After giving Xiaoqi instructions, Yuan Mai carried his bags, hung his waist and walked out of the house where he had lived for many years.

From this moment on, I will embark on a dangerous journey. No one knows how many bumps there will be on tomorrow's journey...

Xiaoqi stood at the door, looking at Yuan Mai's back as he left, tears flowing down his face.
Chapter completed!