I wonder just what kind of accounti

I wonder just what kind of accounting Marquis Ye wants?” Zhang San inclined back on his chair, not concealing the mockery and disdain on his face at all. He looked at Ye Qingyu with a smile that was not a smile.

The person behind him, was Zhao Ruyun, standing as straight as a spear. His lips were also faintly curled.

As part of the younger generation among the allocation officers of the military supply department, Zhao Ruyun was greatly admired by his superior, Zhang San. Due to the fact he understood Zhang San’s personality completely, Zhao Ruyun was extremely clear that when such an expression appeared on his superior’s face, someone was going to be in deep, troubled waters.

He stared coldly at Ye Qingyu.

He had always awaited the moment when Ye Qingyu’s misfortune would come.

Opposite them.

Ye Qingyu had a faint and calm smile.

As if he had not noticed the mockery within Zhang San’s tone at all, the young man said seriously: “The accounting that I want, is very simple. Whoever is behind the schemes against the White Horse tower, they will admit it and accept military discipline. Using the soldiers pay to create a plot to frame someone, is very seriously going against the laws of the army. They cannot be spared.”

Hearing this, Zhang San opened his mouth and laughed.

Behind him, the mockery in Zhao Ruyun’s face became even more evident. He stared at Ye Qingyu like he was looking at a retard.

“What if I said the person behind all the plots and schemes, was me?” Zhang San’s feet was on the table, casually and arrogantly shifting it about. He made the entire table to creak and squeak, moving it about. He lifted his head to look at Ye Qingyu.

Ye Qingyu’s gaze was straight and direct as he looked into Zhang San’s eyes, without any shred of fear whatsoever: “What difference does it make?”

Zhang San was slightly taken aback, then immediately chuckled: “What you mean is that, even if that person was me, you want me to go and receive military punishment?”

“Is there anything wrong with that?” Ye Qingyu smiled faintly. “Even the [War God of Youyan Pass] Lord Lu Zhaoge, if he breaks the military laws, will have to pay the right price. Why can’t Zhang San? Could it be that you are already at the stage where you can ignore all the laws of the military?”

“Impudence, you’re looking to die.” Zhao Ruyun shouted furiously.

Ye Qingyu turned his head and gave him a glance.

His eyes were filled with contempt and disdain.

At this moment, Zhao Ruyun had a sensation of defeat without even doing anything that made him shocked and angry at the same time.

In that moment, Ye Qingyu’s gaze represented far too much coldness. Out of the things held in the gaze, the thing that pierced Zhao Ruyun’s self dignity the most was the fact that it was as if Ye Qingyu was saying ‘just who do you think you are, that you have the right to speak here?”

The atmosphere was slightly heavy.

Zhao Ruyun looked at Ye Qingyu’s expression carefully. After confirming that the young man in front of him was not making a joke, he smiled and nodded his head.

” Being young is really great, with hot blood in your heart, doing things without care. Such new people do things without fear at all. Many times, this really makes one envious, however……young man, there are some matters that one cannot solve just by having hot blood in your chest. I have seen far too many stubborn little fellows like you. But ultimately they have either became corpses on the battlefield, or have turned into trashes which remain silent.”

Saying this, Zhang San took his feet off the table.

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 2:

Aku bertanya-tanya apa jenis akuntansi Marquis Ye ingin? "Zhang San cenderung kembali di kursinya, tidak menyembunyikan ejekan dan penghinaan di wajahnya sama sekali. Dia menatap Ye Qingyu dengan senyum yang tidak tersenyum. Orang di belakangnya, adalah Zhao Ruyun, berdiri lurus seperti tombak. Bibirnya juga agak melengkung. Sebagai bagian dari generasi muda di antara petugas alokasi departemen pasokan militer, Zhao Ruyun sangat dikagumi oleh atasannya, Zhang San. Karena kenyataan ia mengerti kepribadian Zhang San ini benar, Zhao Ruyun sangat jelas bahwa ketika ekspresi seperti muncul di wajah atasan nya, seseorang akan berada di dalam, perairan bermasalah. Dia menatap dingin Ye Qingyu. Dia selalu ditunggu . saat ketika kemalangan Ye Qingyu ini akan datang . Opposite mereka . Ye Qingyu memiliki senyum samar dan tenang Seperti jika ia tidak melihat ejekan dalam nada Zhang San sama sekali, kata pemuda itu dengan serius: "The akuntansi yang saya inginkan, sangat sederhana. Siapa pun di balik skema terhadap menara White Horse, mereka akan mengakuinya dan menerima disiplin militer. Menggunakan tentara membayar untuk membuat plot untuk membingkai seseorang, sangat serius akan melawan hukum tentara. Mereka tidak dapat terhindar. " Mendengar ini, Zhang San membuka mulutnya dan tertawa. Di belakangnya, ejekan di wajah Zhao Ruyun ini bahkan menjadi lebih jelas. Dia menatap Ye Qingyu seperti sedang melihat retard a. "Bagaimana jika saya mengatakan orang di belakang semua plot dan skema, aku?" Kaki Zhang San adalah di atas meja, santai dan angkuh bergeser sekitar. Dia membuat seluruh tabel berderit dan mencicit, bergerak sekitar. Dia mengangkat kepalanya untuk melihat Ye Qingyu. Tatapan Ye Qingyu adalah lurus dan langsung saat ia menatap mata Zhang San ini, tanpa sedikitpun rasa takut apapun: "Apa bedanya?" Zhang San sedikit terkejut, kemudian segera terkekeh : "? Apa yang Anda maksud adalah bahwa, bahkan jika orang itu adalah aku, kau ingin aku pergi dan menerima hukuman militer" ? "Apakah ada sesuatu yang salah dengan itu" Ye Qingyu tersenyum tipis. "Bahkan [Perang Allah Youyan Lulus] Tuhan Lu Zhaoge, jika ia melanggar hukum militer, akan harus membayar harga yang tepat. Mengapa tidak bisa Zhang San? Mungkinkah Anda sudah pada tahap di mana Anda dapat mengabaikan semua hukum militer? " " Kelancangan, yang Anda cari mati. "Zhao Ruyun berteriak marah. Ye Qingyu menoleh dan memberinya sekilas. Nya mata penuh dengan penghinaan dan kebencian. pada saat ini, Zhao Ruyun memiliki sensasi kekalahan tanpa melakukan sesuatu yang membuatnya terkejut dan marah pada saat yang sama. pada saat itu, tatapan Ye Qingyu ini diwakili terlalu banyak dingin. Dari hal-hal yang diselenggarakan di tatapan, hal yang menusuk Zhao Ruyun diri martabat yang paling adalah fakta bahwa itu seolah-olah Ye Qingyu mengatakan 'siapa yang Anda pikir Anda, bahwa Anda memiliki hak untuk berbicara di sini? " atmosfer adalah sedikit berat. Zhao Ruyun melihat ekspresi Ye Qingyu hati-hati. Setelah mengkonfirmasi bahwa pemuda di depannya tidak membuat lelucon, dia tersenyum dan mengangguk kepalanya. "Karena masih muda benar-benar hebat, dengan darah panas di hati Anda, melakukan hal-hal tanpa perawatan. Orang-orang baru seperti melakukan sesuatu tanpa rasa takut sama sekali. Banyak kali, ini benar-benar membuat satu iri, namun ...... pria muda, ada beberapa hal yang satu tidak bisa memecahkan hanya dengan memiliki darah panas di dada Anda. Saya telah melihat terlalu banyak rekan sedikit keras kepala seperti Anda. Tapi akhirnya mereka telah baik menjadi mayat di medan perang, atau telah berubah menjadi sampah yang tetap diam. " Mengatakan ini, Zhang San mengambil kakinya dari meja.