In the Great Qin Dynasty, I, the Unruly Commander, begin by dual-cultivating with Yan Ling Ji.

The next morning, Fusu and Jingxinmo quietly left the old man's house. Before leaving, Fusu left a gold ingot on the old man's roof, as a gift of thanks for his guidance and as a small compensation for the old man who lost his son due to the Qin-Han war.

After experiencing what he saw and heard at the old man's house, Fusu completely let go of his obsession with Confucianism and began to search for a true solution to save the people of the world.

The changes in Fusu were all within Jingxinmo's expectations. With the Grand Marshal's special instructions, Jingxinmo consciously guided Fusu to see the true nature of the world.

Their trip to South Korea is still ongoing...

——Dividing——Line——

Inside the Divine Martial King's Palace, a surrendered official, dressed in classic attire, swayed his supple waist and walked gracefully to Ying Ziqing, waving the bamboo slip in his hand.

"My lord, I have written down all your instructions here."

Ying Ziqing took the bamboo slips, glanced at them, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Your surrendered subject has done well."

This document records the methods used by surrendered officials for battlefield first aid and the treatment of common illnesses.

He intended to use this groundbreaking medical book to cultivate a group of highly skilled physicians and to establish an institution serving the military and the people, modeled after hospitals from the previous era.

Ying Ziqing handed the important medical book to Li Cunli, who was standing by.

Since Jingxinmo left with Fusu, Li Cunli has become the person who serves Ying Ziqing.

For Li Cunli, the title of leader of the Bad People was incomparable to being able to personally serve the Marshal.

"Li Cunli, how's the matter that Lord Yunzhong asked him to do going?"

Li Cunli bowed slightly and said in a humble tone:

"Reporting to the commander, Yun Zhongjun's experiment has shown initial success and only needs further modifications before it can be fully implemented."

"Hmm, you go and keep an eye on things. After all, they are from the Yin-Yang School, and they are currently only under the pressure of my power."

"Yes, I understand."

Li Cunli bowed and withdrew, leaving the room to Ying Ziqing and the surrendered official.

Ying Ziqing reached out and pulled the surrendered minister into her arms, letting her plump and slender legs sit on her lap.

Upon hearing this, Ying Ziqing deliberately put on a stern face and said:

"How could I, the commander, be such a manic and impulsive person? Last time, it was merely because I was in a state of confusion."

The surrendered minister chuckled, his slender hands, entwined with purple ribbons, slipping inside Ying Ziqing's robes and slowly sliding down.

While enjoying the service of the surrendered officials, Ying Ziqing leisurely spoke:

"I will be visiting a farmhouse soon. Would you like to come with me?"

"No way—what good stuff could a bunch of farmers possibly have?"

"Oh, is that so? I was originally going to go to Mirror Lake Medical Clinic, but in that case, I'll give up."

Ying Ziqing did not respond to the surrendered official, but instead closed her eyes slightly, saying, "How you will fare depends on your performance..."

A yellow dividing line passes by...

Ten days later, on the official road of Chu, a luxuriously decorated carriage was traveling. The driver was tall and had a rugged face. He also carried a heavy sword wrapped in iron chains on his back. The dark red marks on the heavy sword indicated that the journey would not be peaceful.

Passersby tactfully averted their gazes. For a fierce and terrifying swordsman to be willing to act as a coachman, the person inside must be of extremely high status. Such a person was naturally beyond their reach.

Inside the spacious carriage, Ying Ziqing, dressed in a black robe and gold belt, looked like a noble and aristocratic figure, while the surrendered official beside him wore a milky white Shu brocade dress, with his flowing red hair cascading down his chest like a waterfall.

A pinkish-purple ribbon remained in the corner of the carriage.

The surrendered official's face showed a hint of reproach as he gave a soft snort:

"General, aren't you a gentleman? Why did you tear my clothes to shreds?"

At this moment, Ying Ziqing's exceptionally handsome face showed no trace of the majesty of a bad leader. Instead, he smiled frivolously like a spoiled rich young master and said:

"I noticed that your ribbon was a bit loose, so I took the liberty of untying it for you. Next time, I'll personally tie it for you... and dress you."

The surrendered official wore a pitiful expression, like a little girl, and playfully punched Ying Ziqing's chest with her small fist, saying coquettishly:

"All you do all day is bully me!"

Just as Ying Ziqing was joking around with the surrendered officials, Sheng Qi's deep voice came from outside the carriage:

"General, we've arrived."

Ying Ziqing pulled back the carriage curtain, looked at the red pavilion beside her, and a smile curved her lips.

"Get off the bus. We'll stay here tonight."

After getting off the carriage, the surrendered official took Ying Ziqing's arm and entered the Drunken Dream Pavilion.

A beautiful, voluptuous woman wearing a low-cut, thin dress approached Ying Ziqing, bowed her head, and her stunning cleavage came into Ying Ziqing's view.

But he remained unfazed, tossing a bulging brocade pouch to the woman and saying calmly:

"Arrange two superior rooms, and summon your most beautiful courtesan to play music and dance for me."

After saying this, Ying Ziqing put his arm around the surrendered official and walked into the pavilion. The woman looked down at the brocade pouch filled with gold ingots and a bright smile appeared on her face.

"This way, young master."

After leading Ying Ziqing into the room, the woman withdrew and quickly went to the backyard. Looking at the beautiful young girl sitting in the courtyard playing the zither, a smile appeared on her face.

“Miss Huaying, a noble young man has arrived today. He is very generous, and his guards are also very imposing. He specifically asked you to play the zither for him.”

The girl stopped what she was doing, stood up, her delicate body exuding a frail and charming beauty, natural and unpretentious.

"Huaying is quite curious about this young master that my sister mentioned. It wouldn't hurt to meet him."