The little heroine investigates a mysterious case

Chapter 360 Three Ultimate Soul-Searching Questions

Ying Yang returned to the royal tent and immediately sent someone to invite his uncle, Bogegu.

Boggu was old and had gone to bed early. He was awakened by his servant in the middle of the night. He heard that Yingyang had sent someone to see him about something urgent. He had a bad feeling and got up quickly to dress and rushed to see Yingyang.

When Yingyang saw Boggu's appearance, he couldn't help but laugh. His hat was askew, his clothes were not buttoned properly, and he was wearing only one boot.

"Uncle Wang, why do you look like this? Are you being chased by wolves?"

Boggu hurriedly bowed to Yingyang and asked him in a flustered manner.

"Your Majesty, what serious matter has occurred? Why have you summoned me in the middle of the night? Has the Xia Kingdom reneged on the agreement to open the border market?"

Ying Yang was stunned for a moment, then slapped his forehead. He had been so focused on arranging the next steps that he had completely forgotten what time it was.

Yingyang hurriedly stepped forward and helped Boggu sit down on the couch.

"Nothing major has happened, and the Xia Kingdom hasn't gone back on its word... Well, no, something major has happened, something of utmost importance!"

Ying Yang's words were unclear and ambiguous, leaving Boggu completely confused.

Does the king mean that something big is about to happen, or that nothing big is about to happen?

Bog Valley looked at Ying Yang with a blank expression.

Yingyang quickly apologized to Bog Valley.

"It was my fault for dragging Uncle Wang out of bed in the middle of the night. Please forgive me, Uncle Wang!"

Boggu hurriedly waved his hand, thinking to himself, "What's the use of apologizing? I'm already here, so please get to the point. Once you're done, I can go back to sleep."

Oh, if it's something really bad, I probably won't be able to sleep when I get back.

Yingyang moved a stool and sat down opposite Boggu. He sorted out his troubled thoughts before talking to Boggu.

"I'll leave the matter of sending horses to General Qin entirely to Mengna. As for opening the border market, you can discuss the specific details with General Qin and coordinate things properly. I won't interfere anymore."

"what?"

Boggu thought he had misheard, but that didn't make sense; his ears were perfectly fine, and there was no sign of him becoming hard of hearing.

He looked at Yingyang in disbelief and tentatively asked a question.

"You're not going to care about something this important? This concerns the future of our tribe!"

Ying Yang nodded without hesitation.

"Never mind, the alliance has been agreed upon. Just follow the instructions. I need to head to Liyang immediately to discuss more important matters with the Princess Consort."

Boggu's eyes darted around. Something even more important? He needed to discuss it with the Princess Consort.

"The marriage alliance?"

"That's right! I knew that Uncle Wang would understand my feelings the most. I can't just marry a queen casually. I must personally oversee the selection of a suitable match for me by the Princess Consort!"

"Right!"

The king's words made sense, and Bog Valley quickly accepted Eagle's excuse for abandoning his post.

"Don't worry, Uncle Wang will definitely take good care of the base camp. Take your time and choose carefully. There's no rush. After all, this is a lifelong matter!"

Communicating with Uncle Wang was extremely smooth, unlike talking to Mona, which was incredibly difficult.

Yingyang stood up in high spirits and excitedly paced back and forth inside the tent.

"I'm setting off for Liyang first thing tomorrow morning... Or should I pack up and leave now? I can't sleep anyway!"

"and many more!"

When Bogegu saw Yingyang run to the cabinet by the wall and start rummaging through the drawers, he hurriedly shouted to stop him.

"Is there anything else, Uncle Wang?"

Confused, Ying Yang turned around and looked at Bog Valley.

Boggu walked up to Yingyang, looked him up and down, left and right, and then spoke solemnly.

"Your Majesty, is this how you plan to go to Liyang?"

"How else should we go? Is there something wrong with it?"

Yingyang spread his hands and looked at his outfit. He was dressed properly, clean and tidy, and exuded wealth.

"This is a big problem!"

Boge Gu pulled Ying Yang to sit down on a stool and began to patiently explain things to him one by one.

"First of all, you must inform General Qin in advance before you go to Liyang. Then General Qin will write a memorial to Emperor Xia to inform him, so as not to cause any unnecessary misunderstandings if you, as the King of Rongdi, suddenly appear in Liyang!"

As the saying goes, having an elder in the family is like having a treasure.

Ying Yang was completely convinced and gave Bog Valley a thumbs up, praising it repeatedly.

“Uncle Wang is absolutely right! I didn’t think it through. I’ll write the letter in a bit, and in a couple of days, when Mengna delivers the horse, I’ll have him pass it on to General Qin.”

Boggu nodded with satisfaction and continued speaking.

"Secondly, your appearance and attire are too conspicuous and will cause you a lot of trouble! You must change your appearance!"

Seeing that Yingyang was staring with wide, blank eyes, completely not understanding, Bogegu had no choice but to patiently explain further.

"The Xia Kingdom doesn't have a very good impression of our Rongdi tribe..."

Bog Valley spoke cryptically, but Eagle Yang immediately understood.

It's not that he doesn't have a good impression; for the past two years, he has been leading his subordinates to plunder towns in the northern border of Xia Kingdom. In the eyes of the Xia people, he, the Rongdi King, is simply a great villain!

Although the alliance has been signed, it will take time and long-term planning to make the people of Xia aware of this matter and reduce their hostility towards their tribes.

It cannot be accomplished overnight.

Thinking of this, Yingyang was filled with enthusiasm, but the excitement he felt was instantly dampened, as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head.

"Then what do you suggest we do? The person the Princess Consort likes may not be someone I like, and they may not like me. If the marriage turns into an enmity, how will we live together?"

Yingyang was almost in tears.

Once the future of the tribe was settled and the heavy burden on his shoulders was lifted, Yingyang felt that he was just an ordinary man who wanted to find a woman he liked and live a good life with her. Was that too much to ask?

"Your Majesty, please don't worry, I have a plan!"

Boggu stroked his beard, looking confident, which instantly reassured Yingyang, who hurriedly pressed for answers.

"Uncle Wang, do you have any ideas? Please tell me quickly!"

Boggu stared intently at Yingyang, a strange smile playing on his lips.

"Your Majesty, your current appearance needs to be changed..."

Boggu's eyes were fierce, his expression revealing a desperate ruthlessness, his teeth clenched, making Yingyang tremble involuntarily.

what's going on?

Are you suggesting I have surgery on my face to make me more like a Xia person?

It will take many days for his injury to heal. He can't possibly go to Liyang with his face wrapped in bandages, can he?

But what if, by the time I recover from my injuries, the Princess Consort has already chosen a replacement?

Suddenly, Boggu reached out and grabbed Yingyang's beard.

"Shave! You've got your beard!"

Then he grabbed Yingyang's braid.

"Little braid! Take it out!"

Then he grabbed Yingyang by the collar.

"Clothes! I'll give you a whole set of brocade robes that men in the Xia Kingdom wear! Change into them!"

A cold wind whistled through the gaps in the tent, sweeping over Yingyang's limbs and bones!

After a long while, Ying Yang finally understood what Bog Valley meant, and his pupils widened in shock.

Changing clothes is no big deal!

Is the braid that's been with him since childhood going to be taken down?

It's not impossible; wearing hair and a crown like the people of Xia would be quite novel!

But my beard, which has been with me for many years... just disappeared like that?

For Yingyang, who is used to growing a beard, shaving his beard is no different from not wearing clothes. How is he supposed to go out and meet people in the future?

Am I still me then?

Three ultimate soul-searching questions flashed through Ying Yang's mind in an instant!

who am I?

where am i from?

Where are you going?