Rebirth: The Journey of an Heiress
Chapter 552 - 549: Young Master Bai_1

Chapter 552: Chapter 549: Young Master Bai_1

The sound of the bone whistle could be heard by him, and others could also hear it...

If he went out rashly to meet someone upon hearing the whistle, it would be inappropriate and easy to be caught red-handed.

The whistle sounded several times from different directions and finally disappeared into the dark night of Nanrong.

The next morning, before dawn, Lu Ping and his group were resting in the tent. Lu Ping, who was sleeping with a sword in his arms, twitched his ears and suddenly woke up.

The Bai family guards accompanying Lu Ping also suddenly opened their eyes, leaping up, hands on their swords, ready to draw and fully alert.

Lu Ping waved his hand, signaling everyone to lie down.

The footsteps were irregular, indicating it should be the Nanrong army.

Lu Ping and his group pretended to sleep.

Soon, the Nanrong army broke into the tent. The Bai family guard who spoke the Rong language feigned being startled awake and shouted: "Who are you! How dare you break into someone else’s tent!"

"Take them all away!"

Lu Ping’s group did not resist and were disarmed and escorted away.

The group was detained in a large tent used for interrogating and detaining traffickers. They went a whole day without food or water until sunset. Only then did a man with a ghost mask and armor, accompanied by his guards, enter the tent.

Lu Ping and the others, with bound hands and feet, sat cross-legged on the hay in the cage. When they saw someone coming, the Bai family guard who spoke the Rong language immediately rushed to the fence and shouted: "General, we just wanted to exchange as little grain as possible for some high-quality furs. We didn’t cheat the Rong people! If you think we gave too little grain, we can give more! There’s no need to imprison us like this! We are...using what you urgently need to exchange for what you don’t need!"

Lu Ping stared at the Nanrong general wearing the ghost mask and holding a sword. The general handed his sword to the guard beside him, sat on the chair brought by the guard, looking quite valiant like the Rong people.

"Last night...did any of you blow the whistle?" The ghost-masked general’s hoarse and unpleasant voice rang out.

The Bai family guard who spoke the Rong language quickly turned his head and said: "This general is asking if any of us blew the whistle last night!"

Lu Ping clenched his fist, stood up, and said: "What, we can’t whistle while urinating?"

The Bai family guard who spoke the Rong language hurriedly explained to the ghost-masked general: "This is our master! Our master has been unaccustomed to the water and soil since he arrived in the Rong lands. It is extremely uncomfortable for him to urinate, taking a long time each time. An old Rong man taught him a method, giving our master a bone whistle to blow while urinating to alleviate it somewhat."

The ghost-masked general continued to interrogate. The Bai family guard who spoke the Rong language answered everything reasonably.

The ghost-masked general squinted, pointed at Lu Ping, and said: "Bring him out and let him demonstrate how he whistles and urinates..."

The Nanrong soldiers laughed loudly upon hearing this.

The Bai family guard who spoke the Rong language, looking extremely embarrassed, said to Lu Ping: "Master, they want you to demonstrate how you whistle and urinate."

Lu Ping’s face changed, looking grim: "A man can be killed but not humiliated!"

Seeing Lu Ping’s reluctance, the Nanrong soldiers all drew their swords.

The Bai family guard who spoke the Rong language acted weak to the bone, crawled to Lu Ping’s side, and pleaded: "Master, please comply! Otherwise, we will all die here. I have an elderly mother and young children. I came to Nanrong to make some money with you, not to die here!"

"Master, please give us a way to live!"

"Master, rest assured, we will never spread this matter after we return."

The Bai family guards knew this was the best opportunity for Lu Ping to send a message. All of them knelt down and begged Lu Ping, looking spineless.

Lu Ping, looking forced and helpless, reluctantly came out of the cage, turning his back to everyone by the edge of the tent, biting the bone whistle and blowing...but he couldn’t urinate. His pale face was covered in sweat, and his ears were burning red.

"Miss sends a message, Eldest Young Lady...wait for you to return home safely!"

The ghost-masked general slightly clenched his palm, and his expression was hidden under the mask. The emotions in his heart surged.

After much effort, Lu Ping finally urinated, intermittently. The Rong soldiers laughed together. The ghost-masked general also laughed and approached, punched Lu Ping in the chest, causing him to fall to the ground with his pants not fully pulled up. Only then did he order the guards to watch them exchange food for furs and leave quickly.

Upon leaving the big tent, Bai Qingyu tightly gripped the sword at his waist. He did not expect that it would be Lu Ping who came, nor did he expect that his sister was really...waiting for him to return home safely.

But he couldn’t return home now. He had gradually gained control over Nanrong, forming the current standoff with Yan. If he left now, Yan would eventually engulf Rong and would threaten the Jin Kingdom in the future.

Now he was well-informed and knew that his eldest sister had started training troops and combating bandits in Shuoyang. His eldest sister needed usable soldiers. His uncle was in Dengzhou...aligning with Nanrong along with the Bai family army from the southern borders. He believed overthrowing the Lin family’s royal power was not an insurmountable task.

He was a descendant of the Bai Clan and never forgot his ancestors’ aspirations.

He, Bai Qingyu, was going to rebel against the Lin family! He wanted to bring peace to the world!

Since the Lin family royal court only cared about their current wealth and had no ambition to rule the world, he no longer needed to bow to them and pledge his loyalty to the treacherous.

Bai Qingyu returned to the main tent, waved everyone out, removed his mask, and knelt before the desk for a long time without moving.

After a while, he opened his reddened eyes and went to the Imperial City...planning to discuss with the King of Nanrong about mutual markets with the Jin Kingdom, stabilizing the Rong people so they would not openly rob the Jin Kingdom. Strengthening relations with the Jin Kingdom would help defend against Beirong and Yan.

In this way, he could explain to the King of Nanrong why he released the Jin merchants.

Lu Ping, with the sheepskin that Bai Qingyu had just stuffed in his pants, exchanged all the grain for furs under the supervision of the Nanrong soldiers and then left quickly with the Bai family guards.

Along the way, Lu Ping didn’t dare take out the sheepskin in his pants to look at it. Only after running out of Nanrong’s territory did he take it out and unfold it.

He widened his eyes. It was a detailed map of Nanrong with marked safe mountain paths.

Indeed!

That ghost-masked general was truly their Young Master Bai!

Lu Ping, a dignified seven-foot man, was filled with hot tears. He wiped his eyes with his sleeve, unable to distinguish which Bai family young master’s handwriting it was and hesitated about making a U-turn to rescue the young master.

But thinking again, the young master now held a significant position in Nanrong, and seemed highly regarded among the Nanrong soldiers. Perhaps...the young master had grand plans to accomplish in Nanrong first. It was better to deliver the sheepskin map to the Eldest Young Lady first!