One meeting in golden wind and jade dew surpassed countless encounters in the mortal world

Sun Mingke shouted, "I alone should answer for what I did! Senior Sister Lu, don't blame Brother Wang Chong. I was the one who asked to go to Ba Prefecture to gather intelligence."

Lu Moniang came from a distinguished school and was usually gentle, but now even she could not hold back. She gave her junior brother a pair of knuckle knocks-a date on the left side of his forehead and a chestnut on the right.

Clutching his head, Sun Mingke protested aggrievedly, "I just killed some whatsit, the leader of this cavalry! That counts as a contribution too! Why are you hitting me, Senior Sister?"

If Lichiluo had known that, after a lifetime of patient restraint and priding himself on being a hero, the person who killed him had not even remembered his name, who knew how aggrieved he would have felt beneath the Nine Springs?

Wang Chong did not dare interfere with Lu Moniang disciplining her junior brother either. He told the surrendered Yegeluo Clan soldiers, "Since you are willing to surrender, you must abide by my rules: adopt Han surnames, speak the Han language, and wear Han clothing."

On the great grasslands of this era, people recognized only tribes. Joining another tribe after losing a war was commonplace. Not only did none of the surrendered soldiers object, they were even somewhat excited, because this meant Wang Chong was willing to accept them sincerely. Someone immediately asked, "What Han surnames must we adopt?"

Wang Chong answered, "Since you belong to the Yegeluo Clan, you may adopt the three surnames Yao, Ge, and Luo."

Lu Moniang brought Sun Mingke over and said, "For the White Chrysanthemum case, we have Elder Sister Li and Brother Wang Chong to thank for all your efforts. Only through them were we able to