Chapter 3629 A fight to the death?
At the same time, in Kulun City, a thousand miles away from the capital of Yan State, the first snow of the year was coming. A palace maid was holding an exquisitely carved white jade bowl filled with warm medicine. When she was about to cover it with a wooden lid, she saw a grain of white snow falling on it with a plop.
The palace maid was startled and looked up quickly, only to see snowflakes falling from the sky.
“It’s snowing…?”
She murmured.
Upon hearing this, the busy people in the pharmacy stopped and gathered at the windows to look out. Snow was falling rapidly, and soon a thin layer had covered the windowsill. Someone reached out to catch a few snowflakes and exclaimed in surprise, "Why did the snow come so early this year?"
Another old man, who was guarding the medicine furnace, curled up in his already-wrapped coat and sniffed as he spoke, "The weather has been getting colder and colder over the past few years, and the weather has been getting worse and worse."
A group of people couldn't help but talk about it: "Yeah, it wasn't this cold in previous years?"
"I wonder if we've saved enough fodder for this year."
"I heard that in one village, a large number of cattle and sheep froze to death."
As everyone was talking at once, a palace servant came running over and urged, "Why aren't you over yet? His Majesty is waiting for the medicine!"
The young palace maid hurriedly closed the lid and walked out with the tray.
As we walked faster, the snow fell heavier and heavier.
When she finally reached the door of the palace, she found it closed. Several guards stood at the door. When they saw her coming, they immediately reached out to stop her. The little maid looked down at the medicine on the tray and said softly, "But, Your Majesty needs medicine."
A guard said coldly, "The adults are discussing important matters with His Majesty inside. The medicine will be used later."
The young palace maid had no choice but to carefully step aside with the tray in her arms.
At the same time, inside the bedroom door, four or five braziers were placed in several corners and beside the bed. Although it was snowing heavily outside, the palace was steaming hot. Several ministers standing beside the bed couldn't help but raise their hands to wipe the sweat off their face, but the person lying on the bed was emaciated and had a frosty face, which made people feel cold all over at the sight of him.
This person was none other than Monk, the king of the Neng State.
He was emaciated, his former charm seemingly drained away along with his body, leaving only a sickly gloom. Of course, he was indeed ill, and very ill. The heavy quilt covering him felt like the heavy snow outside, about to crush the last dry branch.
At this moment, although there were a few ministers standing in the hall besides him, no one said a word. The depressing atmosphere was like a huge stone pressing on everyone's heart.
Monk couldn't help but cough several times while covering his mouth.
Although the cough that burned his lungs and inflamed his liver was not loud, it was muffled and sounded like someone punching him on the back. When the ministers around heard this sound, they looked at each other with uneasy expressions on their faces.
Mandu finally couldn't help but stepped forward: "Your Majesty——"
Before he could finish his words, Monk raised his hand and waved, stopping him from continuing.
Mandu could only stand there, his already aged face now even more gloomy. After coughing, Monk, with a pale face and red eyes, looked up at him breathlessly, even a little breathless when he spoke, "You, say it again."
Several ministers lowered their heads and looked at Mandu cautiously.
Mandu said in a deep voice, "Your Majesty, the Yan Kingdom has been very active recently. We have heard that they have suddenly transferred a large amount of food and fodder to the Great Wall. I am afraid that they will launch a war against our country soon."
Hearing this, Monk's face became even uglier.
He gritted his teeth hard. Because he was too thin, the raised features on his face made him look particularly ferocious, like a sick wolf. Even though it was dying, it still had its fangs bared, and no one knew when it would bite off the throat of the person in front of it.
Several ministers had come to discuss countermeasures with him, but when they saw his expression, they didn't even dare to speak.
The long silence made the bursts of breathing in this silent palace seem so harsh, especially Monk's low gasps. He gritted his teeth and after a long time, he slowly said: "Zhu Feng, Zhu Feng is finally coming."
"His Majesty,"
Seeing his red eyes even gleaming with excitement, Mandu hurriedly stepped forward and said, "The weather this year is unusual. It's only October and it's snowing heavily. Moreover, the grass on the grassland has long been frozen. We don't even have enough food and grass for the winter, so how can we withstand another major war? I'm afraid, I'm afraid we can't—"
“…”
Monk gave him a cold look.
The ministers following behind him looked at each other. Although they had discussed the matter before coming and all agreed on the same idea, they also knew that Monk had been thinking about revenge for a long time, especially after Empress Xiuyun disappeared. Although Monk still looked like a human being, he acted like a mad beast. Even half a year ago, he threw a concubine who was five months pregnant but unfortunately had a miscarriage into a dry well in a rage.
These ministers did not dare to speak because they were afraid that they would be killed by him if they said a wrong word.
At this time, Mandu was probably the only one who dared to speak.
Monkson looked at him coldly for a long time. Although Mandu was also cautious, he did not retreat at this moment, as if he was sticking to what he had just said.
After an unknown amount of time, Monk slowly said, "The food and fodder have arrived. Who is leading the troops?"
Mandu said: "The leader of the troops is still unknown, but——"
"But what?"
"However, judging from the army escorting the food and the scale of the road clearing, the person leading the troops is most likely—"
He didn't dare to say it, because he knew that if he mentioned Zhu Feng, Monk would most likely lead his army to fight to the death with Zhu Feng regardless of everything. But in his current situation, let alone going to the battle, even if he moved, everyone around him would be cautious, for fear that he would lose his breath and -
But this matter is of great importance and cannot be ignored.
Sure enough, even though Man didn't say the last few words, Monk already understood it completely.
He sat leaning against the head of the bed. Although he was still emaciated and withered like the dead branches outside the window that were about to be broken by the weight of the snow, a light suddenly flashed in his eyes. It was an almost fanatical light that seemed to burn out the last bit of life in his body.
"Zhu Feng, Zhu Feng..."
He murmured, "Is he actually coming?"
“…”
"Is he going to fight me to the death?"
“…”
"Fight to the death..."
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