Chapter 148 She is really killing insects
Everyone thought that Emperor Jing was crazy. For a man, he actually let his servants use fine nets to catch insects.
The scene in the dungeon now is indescribably weird.
Jin Ge leaned on Emperor Jing while Doctor Yu carefully applied medicine to him.
Sitting in the corner was the King of Yue with a gloomy face, and next to him was Yu Yu, who was smiling but holding a dagger in her hand quietly against the King of Yue's back.
The water in the dungeon was filled up again, and Emperor Jing drove a group of servants down to catch insects with nets.
Actually, it is a leech.
A group of people wanted to complain to the King of Yue, but they found that the King looked as if he wanted to eat someone alive. They were so scared that they shrank their heads and had to do the Emperor Jing's orders without complaint.
Jin Ge didn't react at first. He didn't expect Jun Lin to avenge him at this moment.
The King of Yue cannot be killed now, otherwise not only will Jing Kingdom fall into crisis again, but it will also be difficult for them to escape from the Yue Imperial City, so she has to take it slowly and get rid of the things that are tormenting Jin Ge bit by bit.
Originally Jun Lin could have gotten away, but now with the seriously injured Jin Ge, even she couldn't escape.
The King of Yue must be kept in captivity until they return safely to the Kingdom of Jing.
Wailing sounds could be heard from the water dungeon from time to time. Many people were suddenly attacked by leeches. Every time they cried out, Jun Lin's eyes dimmed a little.
It was just a bite and it caused this, but Jin Ge has been locked here for several days.
She still remembered that horrible and chilling day when Doctor Zuo rolled up Jin Ge's trouser legs to apply medicine to him.
The rotten meat stuck to one piece and corroded the surrounding intact skin. The wound became more and more inflamed due to being soaked in dirty water.
The water dungeon is always a torture. You cannot sit down to rest, you have to stand endlessly, and the dirty water with parasites will soak your body until it rots and dies. The whole process is depressing, painful and desperate.
And Jin Ge has experienced all of this.
Jun Lin half-closed his eyes, that half-dead and world-weary look reappeared, making the King of Yue unable to suppress the chill down his spine.
It's like looking at a dead person.
A pile of leeches were picked up and put into the basin. Jun Lin soothed Jin Ge, who was in pain from applying the medicine, and ordered in a cold voice, "Pour the salt in."
The servants followed the orders and rushed in, then turned away in a hurry with their scalps tingling.
When leeches meet salt, they almost die miserably. Their squirming and stretching bodies become emaciated and flat. Jun Lin also hates these things. Her eyes suddenly turn to the King of Yue and she says indifferently, "Look, it looks like they died miserably as if they were trampled by the Great Jing Iron Horse."
How could the King of Yue not understand what she meant? The man actually laughed, and there was a hint of sarcasm in his muffled voice: "How can a half-grown boy always speak with such thorns?"
He sat on the ground with one leg bent, his posture casual and graceful. After he finished speaking, he looked at the two people interacting in silence.
Jun Lin asked Jin Ge softly, "Is it true that destroying industries has left the people heavily in debt and homeless?"
Jin Ge groaned in pain as the medicine was applied, but she managed to smile despite the pain: "It's true, are you angry?"
Jun Lin raised his hand and wiped away the cold sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, lowering his eyebrows and showing a gentle look: "No."
Jin Ge stared at her carefully for a long while, and only felt relieved when she was sure that she was really not angry.
"The people are innocent, stop it."
The soft and gentle words made his nerves tense again. Jin Ge raised her long eyelashes and looked at her: "What if I don't stop?"
Jun Lin caressed his back lovingly to ease his pain, and said peacefully, "Well, then don't accept it. I respect your choice."
At this time, Jin Ge still didn't know why Xiao Junlin advised him to stop. After all this trouble, Yue State would become weak and Jing State could take the opportunity to launch a war and inflict heavy damage on Yue State, so why should he stop?
It didn't take him long to understand the reason. It was because the price of countless civilian lives was too heavy. The matter between kings only required soldiers to clash with soldiers, and there was no need to hurt the civilians too much.
Who is the most innocent and the most miserable person in the world?
Undoubtedly, they are the people who live diligently but constantly suffer from undeserved disasters brought by the rulers.
The lower class people are born with different nationalities, but they are all equally simple and honest, and all want to do is to farm and work to earn some money to fill their stomachs.
What is the purpose of unifying the world?
To put it simply, it is for the people to live a better life.
This is the awareness that an emperor should have. If he does not even take this most important point into consideration, then he has no qualifications to compete for the position of the master of the world.
Jin Ge struggled for a long time before suppressing the hatred in his heart and compromised: "You are too cunning, how could I refuse you?"
That's right, why destroy the industry? Wouldn't it be better to give it all to your husband?
Seeing him struggling for a long time and finally making up his mind, Jun Lin smiled.
She leaned close to Jin Ge's ear, her warm breath spraying on his neck skin, lowering her voice to block the possibility that the King of Yue would hear it. She smiled and said, "What are you arguing about? I will naturally help you avenge your hatred. How about I capture the King of Yue alive and bring him to you so you can vent your anger?"
Jin Ge's heart felt sour and sweet. Why was it sour and sweet? Because it was so sweet that he wanted to cry.
He knew that Jun Lin never broke his word and would fulfill every promise he made to him. It was precisely because of this that his calm heartstrings were pricked and turned into a mess.
Why are you so nice to him?
Why would you risk your life to come to Vietnam to save him?
Jin Ge couldn't think of an answer, but she wasn't obsessed with it either.
He is content with the status quo; some things don't necessarily require a conclusion.
He nodded, as if the sweetness in his heart spread to every part of his body, and even the pain in his body disappeared.
"Husband, I want to go home."
Jun Lin picked him up. His temper was unusually good today. "Okay, I'll take you home."
The young and vigorous emperor traveled to the enemy country just to bring his imperial concubine home.
Thinking of this, Jin Ge smiled again with her eyes narrowed.
Seeing him happy, Jun Lin raised the corners of her lips and asked, "What did you think of?"
Jin Ge smiled and said, "I think my position as the Imperial Concubine is really worth it."
He complained to himself with some grievance: "What a pity, if I had known earlier, I would have bought the position of Queen."
The King of Yue seemed to be enjoying the show, his gloom and anger seemed to have never existed: "Your master is really a traitor. What, have you been touched?"
Yanyu smiled slightly: "You don't have to try to provoke me. Only after doing things with her will you know that she deserves the best. I know your majesty better than you do. Instead of trying to figure her out with such dirty thoughts, you might as well use your own eyes to see the outcome of this chess game in the world."
The young man seemed to have discovered a flaw in his words, and his face turned slightly red with embarrassment: "Of course, what I just said was not serious. Maybe you won't live to the end."
King Yue: “…”
What a natural white-cut black.
"Yunyu, it's time to go back."
Jun Lin's voice rang in his ears, and Yan Yu smiled and mentioned that King Yue was following behind her.
No matter where he is, Master will always see him.
The young man's thoughts were distracted for a moment.
My master's martial arts are so powerful that I probably won't be able to become his disciple in my lifetime.
Those who gave him the opportunity to realize his ambitions and make achievements, those who taught him skills selflessly and generously allowed him to study in Wenyuan Pavilion, and those who led him to broaden his horizons and make friends with Zuo Xiang and others.
Thinking of him, her eyes softened again.
It seems that there is nothing wrong with not becoming a master.
He was grateful to that man.
I also like my current life.