Chapter 1452: Starving to Death (Part 1) [Requesting Monthly Tickets]
With the military camp being so busy, Yu Hai couldn't stay at the other residence for long.
The boy woke up at noon.
He tried to get up on his own, but overestimated his condition; his wrist went weak, and he tumbled down. The noise startled those outside, and a burly man entered shortly after. This attendant had a simple, square face, exuding righteousness, and clearly a man of few words. Yu Hai had arranged for him to be here so he could take care of the young man: "Young master, just let me know if you need anything. Prime Minister Yu advised that you are recovering from a serious illness and should not move around too much."
The boy replied, "Yes, thank you."
After a quick wash, he managed to regain some energy.
Seated in a wheelchair, seemingly lost in thought, with his attendant standing motionless behind him, the young man appeared to await instructions for the next move. After a long while, the young man turned his head, looking slightly embarrassed: "When will the household have its meal?"
Yes, people need to eat.
However, he did not recall eating during his several awakenings.
This hunger pangs made him want to eat.
His question seemed to stump his attendant, whose face subtly showed a hint of confusion and apprehension. The young man blinked, about to probe, when the attendant said, "Prime Minister Yu never cooks in his villa, the east kitchen is neglected, and the servants haven't gone out to buy rice, flour, or vegetables. Young master, please bear with it for now, and we'll have them clean it up."
The boy suggested, "Why don't we send someone to buy something from a restaurant?"
His attendant told him some bad news.
"Prime Minister Yu instructed that since the young master has just recovered from a serious illness, his food should be refined and clean, and that the dishes from restaurants outside would not be beneficial to his health."
The boy nodded gently, not wanting to make things difficult for the person.
The attendant pushed him to a shady spot, brought him books to pass the time, and left for a quarter of an hour to arrange for someone to clean the east kitchen and buy rice, flour, and vegetables. When he returned, he saw a scene that almost made his soul jump out of his skin—the wheelchair was empty. He glanced around and found that the boy had somehow moved slowly to the vicinity of the window, holding onto the bookshelf, and reached out to touch the sunlight.
The boy smiled and said, "The weather is perfect today."
The attendants quickly carried the boy back.
"Prime Minister Yu said that your illness is not fully cured and you are sensitive to light."
The attendant hurriedly brought over a medicine box and applied medicine to the boy. Just as Yu Hai had said, large patches of red spots had appeared on the boy's fingers that had been exposed to sunlight, and in severe areas, small, bright red blisters had formed. The red spots contrasted sharply with his pale, bluish skin.
The boy lowered his eyes: "It didn't seem this serious before."
He remembers waking up one time, and although his consciousness was hazy and confused, he clearly remembered the scorching heat of the sunlight falling on his body.
My skin was only slightly sunburned, without any red spots or blisters.
The attendant said, "Prime Minister Yu said this is a sign of improvement."
The boy neither confirmed nor denied it.
After more than half an hour, the kitchen staff finally brought in the food.
Several dishes of stir-fried pork blood and duck blood.
The attendant, observing the young man's expression, explained in a low voice, "Because we arrived too late, the market is out of fresh meat and vegetables. Why don't you try some, young master? If you don't like it..."
The boy shook his head: "No need, it's perfect."
He looked quite appetizing.
The aroma upon tasting was much stronger than I had imagined.
The chef brought over several more stacks of pastries. He remembered eating desserts, but this time he couldn't muster any appetite.
The boy could only blame it on his serious illness, which changed his taste.
When the moon was high in the sky, the attendant reported back to Yu Hai.
Yu Hai asked the young man in detail what he had eaten for the two meals, how his appetite was, and what he had done during his conscious period. The attendant naturally dared not hide anything: "Prime Minister Yu, this young man doesn't seem like a stranger..."
For some reason, the attendant was somewhat intimidated by the boy.
This fear seems innate, similar to the fear of seeing a snake.
Yu Hai said, "There's no need to ask that."
The attendants could only bow their heads and remain silent.
Yu Hai: "If there's nothing else, you can go back now. Just let me know as soon as possible if anything happens to him..."
The attendant remembered something: "The young master said he wanted to get a cat."
Yu Hai remained silent for a few moments after hearing this.
He said, "Find an excuse to trick them into going."
Others might assume the boy made this request because he felt lonely and wanted companionship, but Yu Hai knew the boy was suspicious.
Yu Hai was so focused on disgusting Qi Shan that he forgot the boy wasn't someone to be trifled with, and that some of his personalities clashed with his. After all, a cat owner who would embezzle funds and falsify accounts to support hundreds of cats couldn't possibly be naturally allergic to cat hair!
at the same time.
The boy watched the stray cat drawn by the food below the window, and noticed the red rash that had quietly appeared on the back of his hand. A complex emotion flickered in his eyes—his body was sensitive to light, but he had a natural fondness for moonlight, and bathing in it wouldn't trigger his illness. The red blisters from the daytime burns had long since disappeared, but as soon as he got close to the cat, not only did the rash appear on the back of his hand, but it also became itchy.
He said, "There's no way you could keep so many cats."
There are no images of cat hair stuck to clothes in the fragmented memories.
Before his attendants returned, he disposed of the remaining food and disposed of the body. He laboriously moved back to his bed, lay down, and let his thoughts wander.
Gui Long lied to him, but he didn't know if the other party had only told one lie, or many lies, or how much of what he said was true and how much was false. What was Gui Long's motive for lying?
The boy felt lost.
In a daze, I don't know when I fell into a chaotic and familiar dream.
The surroundings were a bit noisy, and he could hear patrolling footsteps from not far away from time to time. In his drowsy state, he heard someone exclaim, "Strange, I practically searched the carpet last night, but I couldn't find the lower half. How did it suddenly reappear?"
Someone nearby asked, "What? The bottom half isn't found?"
"I lost half of this character last night."
The latter said, "Don't they just fight and dismantle characters all day long when they have nothing better to do? Maybe someone dismantled half of it and hid it."
"That's also possible..."
The sound became increasingly blurry and gradually indistinct.
Shen Tang scratched her head and complained, "I couldn't sleep at all last night. As soon as I closed my eyes, all I could think about was where the words went..."
Qi Shan chuckled and said, "Your Majesty is losing sleep over this?"
Shen Tang said listlessly, "Can't we?"
She was almost driven mad by this scroll.
I can't sleep well day after day.
Unfortunately, there are always those who don't understand the nuances and end up getting caught in the crossfire.
"Who's so clueless?"
Shen Tang chuckled: "Why don't you look in the mirror and see?"
Su Shiyilu realized he had been scolded and almost jumped up on the spot, looking like he was about to sit on the ground and throw a tantrum.
"This humble general and the lads of Wuzhou have fought several bloody battles against formidable enemies. Even if we have not achieved great merit, we have certainly put in the hard work. Instead of rewarding us, the lord is making baseless accusations. Doesn't this discourage the soldiers from striving for merit?" Su Shiyilu, relying on his military achievements, became quite arrogant.
Shen Tang winked at Chu Jie, who was standing next to her.
Did Su Shiyilu get brain damage from that trip?
Has the gloomy old man actually learned the tantrums and tantrums of Wei Shou and Qian Yong? Or is he trying to charm her?
This thought made Shen Tang's skin crawl with disgust.
Chu Jie: "..."
How should I put it...
This is a classic case of striking first and then turning the tables!
Taking advantage of their lord's recent bad luck, they made full use of this mechanism, repeatedly intercepting the spoils that should have belonged to the main army. Su Shiyilu really had a good time on this trip, and the Wuzhou army gained a lot of military merits without much effort.
This is also related to Shen Tang's bad luck.
The more prosperous Kang Shi was, the more well-fed the Wuzhou army was, which meant a more miserable and unfortunate situation for their lord. Su Shiyilu felt guilty, and the more guilty he felt, the more he tried to shift the blame and seize the moral high ground. The lord, not wanting his soldiers to lose heart, couldn't say anything to Su Shiyilu.
So, Shen Tang smiled insincerely and comforted Su Shiyilu.
In addition to rewarding those who have made contributions, they also treated him with extra generosity.
The generals under his command in Wuzhou stood even straighter.
Everything is subject to comparison.
After their troops split up, how many enemy forces did they intercept and kill? Although there were losses, they were all within expectations. On the other hand, the main force was still besieging the stone fortress and hadn't taken it yet. It had dragged on for too long, so long that Su Shiyilu couldn't help but suspect that Shen Tang was too incompetent.
Shen Tang: "..."
Is Su Shiyilu getting too arrogant?
If the main force hadn't been constantly keeping the Central Allied forces on tenterhooks by surrounding the stone fortress, how could Chu Jie have accumulated so many military achievements along the way?
She even suspected that Su Shiyi Lu Laodeng had been possessed.
Chu Jie: "I didn't possess anyone."
It's simply because they've been feeling stifled for so long and finally got a chance to vent their frustrations. If they don't get cocky now, when will they? Su Shiyilu has also completely reconciled with Chu Jie, which is like removing the golden headband from Sun Wukong's head. The situation of the Wuzhou Army in Kangguo can be greatly improved.
In the past, whenever the Wuzhou military faction made any move, such as being impeached by the Censorate, Chu Jie's side would always kick them while they were down, even if it meant getting them killed. Su Shiyilu was furious but couldn't confront Chu Jie's side directly. From now on, in similar situations, Chu Jie's side wouldn't be so relentless; there would be room for negotiation.
We can also share any opportunities to make contributions.
Shen Tang: "...They've reconciled?"
"It's just me and him; I can't decide about anyone else."
As fellow officials in the same court, they were bound to run into each other frequently, not to mention their shared history of life-or-death experiences. As long as Su Shiyilu didn't violate his principles, Chu Jie probably wouldn't go to such lengths to destroy him in the future.
Chu Jie spoke tactfully, but Shen Tang still sighed.
"Life is unpredictable, truly unpredictable."
Back then, Chu Jie had a deep-seated hatred for Su Shiyilu and the Ten Crows. The two sides were hostile to each other. Chu Jie and others even made things difficult for Shen Tang by making him sign a military order to take 30,000 Ten Crow heads. Only after Shen Tang actually completed the task did they agree to let him join their ranks.
More than a decade has passed in the blink of an eye, and the two groups of people have actually turned from enemies to friends.
Chu Jie: "Does the Lord not want to see this?"
The Wuzhou Army holds a special position in Kang State. If Chu Jie were to fight against the Wuzhou Army, there would only be one possibility—Kang State would be destroyed.
Shen Tang waved her hand: "How could that be?"
More than anyone else, she wanted the entire Kang Kingdom to be united.
Knowing that Chu Jie's troops were exhausted from fighting, Shen Tang told them to rest and recuperate, eat and drink their fill, and get some sleep. Chu Jie wasn't in a hurry to leave; he accompanied Shen Tang as they gazed at the dilapidated stone fortress beyond the military defenses: "When does Your Majesty plan to take this place?"
The Allied forces in the central region continuously sent reinforcements in an attempt to recapture Stone Castle, only to find it a bottomless pit. They not only failed to save the strategic location but also suffered heavy losses. After much deliberation, they were filled with regret.
Chu Jie led his troops back because they hadn't gained much in the past two days.
In other words, the stone fortress lost its greatest value.
Shen Tang placed her hand on her brow bone.
He uttered a chilling statement: "According to accurate intelligence, the Stone Fortress ran out of food eleven days ago. Do you want to guess how many ordinary soldiers are still alive inside?"
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This year's tomb-sweeping season is over; I climbed mountains and waded through rivers, and my WeChat steps totaled over 20,000.
I need to take a break; this chapter is a bit short.
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