Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 227 Night Talk 2
Back in his tent, Sancho got busy quickly. Wang Wenzuo sat by the fire, waiting for his dinner. A thought suddenly flashed in his mind, why didn't he share this roe deer with Fu Yulong?

In the most spacious and gorgeous tent in the Tang army camp, Fu Yulong plunged himself into the darkness.

He was lying on the couch, drowsy. The servant had brought the supper, but he hadn't eaten, and he had no appetite at all.During the day, the Tang people's laughter echoed in his ears, Fu Yulong didn't know why they were laughing, but he could guess to a certain extent.Yes, Tang Ren's etiquette and treatment are impeccable, but Fu Yulong can feel the contempt hidden under every smiling face, as if someone farted in the room, you don't know who farted, but you can clearly Smell that stink.

Fu Yulong seemed to be asleep, he saw his father walking into the tent, he was tall, holding a king's staff, and his brocade robe stretched to the floor, as if he was still alive.

"Why me?" Fu Yulong asked, he wanted to ask his father countless times, obviously you have many sons and younger brothers, why did you let me drink this cup of bitter wine?
Fu Yuyi looked at Fu Yulong compassionately, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything.

"Why me?" Fu Yulong asked for the second time, his heart tightly gripped by pain: "Obviously you have other sons, I don't have the ability to bear all this!"

The shadow covered Fuyu Yici's face, Fuyulong stood up and took two steps closer, only then did he realize that his father was no longer breathing, his face was livid, black blood flowed from his eyes, and slid down his cheeks, it was very painful. terrible.Fu Yulong took a step back in horror, but felt that his feet were empty, fell to the ground, and suddenly woke up.

"His Royal Highness! Your Highness!"

Fu Yulong who woke up heard someone talking outside the tent, he took a deep breath, wiped the sweat from his forehead: "What's the matter?"

"The last general is Cao Canjun Wang Wenzuo, a soldier of the Governor's Mansion. My servant got a roe deer by chance. I wonder if His Highness would like to honor him and have a meal together!"

A figure appeared at the door of the big tent, vaguely looking like Fu Yulong. Wang Wenzuo was about to bend his knees and bow down, but he heard the man say: "Joining the army is a kind intention, Xiao Wang accepts it! But I am a little tired today, let's go another day!"

Seeing Fu Yulong's polite refusal, Wang Wenzuo was about to leave when suddenly a gust of cold wind blew in, and the bonfire beside him flickered, and the light of the fire shone on Fu Yulong's face, which was covered with tears. If you want to ask for advice, Your Highness, please take the time to see me!"

Fu Yulong frowned, he was not used to such a strong invitation, but he calmed down immediately.He knew the name Wang Wenzuo. Although his official position was not high, he was capable and courageous in handling affairs. He won the trust of Liu Renyuan, Liu Rengui and others. He was regarded as a star of hope in the Tang army of Baekje.A person like this cannot be offended by a subjugated person like himself.

"That's it! Then please wait a while for Wang Canjun, and I will go to the tent to clean up!"

"Don't dare, the general will wait outside the tent!" Seeing Fuyu Longyun, Wang Wenzuo hurriedly bowed, then backed away a few steps, and stood a little far away to wait.After a while, a person came out from the tent: "Xiao Wang is ready, please join the army!"

Wang Wenzuo hurriedly bowed down and said, "Your Highness, please!"

Wang Wenzuo was leading the way, Fu Yulong was behind, and there was only a man in his fifties or sixties beside him. Seeing this, Wang Wenzuo forced a smile and said, "Your Highness is very frugal and self-confident, and I will admire you in the end!"

"There's no such thing as frugality and self-preservation!" Fu Yulong said with a wry smile, "It's a blessing for a subjugated person to survive, so why would he dare to think about anything else?"

"Your Highness, why did you say that!" Wang Wenzuo laughed and said, "The Son of Heaven has granted you the title of King of Baekje County. The sage speaks well, once a word is spoken, it is like an arrow leaving the string, and there is no reason to turn back."

Fu Yulong didn't speak, but the silence itself was an answer.Yes, he is as smart as I am. Even a fool will become wise after all that. Suffering is a good medicine for increasing wisdom, but no one wants to drink it!Wang Wenzuo sighed inwardly and quickened his pace.

His own tent was in sight, and the embarrassing journey was over, Wang Wenzuo heaved a sigh of relief, quickly took two steps forward, and said loudly, "Your Highness is here, hurry up and greet him!"

There was a commotion in the tent, and after a while, several men rushed out and stood beside the fire in two compartments. Wang Wenzuo looked at Cui Hongdu and Yuan Aolie, who were full of oil, and finally decided to pretend not to see them.

"You don't need to be too polite, just sit down!"

No matter what Fu Yulong thought in his heart, at least on the surface he maintained the dignity of the king of the Tang Dynasty. He smiled and nodded to Cui Hongdu and Yuan Aolie, and praised the bravery of the heroes under his command to Wang Wenzuo, and then repeatedly gave way to Wang Wenzuo. Only then did he take the main seat in the middle.After going through this process, Cui Hongdu and Yuan Aolie didn't dare to underestimate each other anymore, and sat down on both sides respectfully.

"In the barracks today, you are not allowed to drink alcohol!" Wang Wenzuo carefully cut off the fattest piece from the roe deer, put it on a wooden tray and presented it with both hands: "Your Highness has been neglected!"

"Wang Canjun has a heart!" Fu Yulong took the wooden plate, but didn't eat it: "I'm here tonight, so I won't talk about the difference between top and bottom, each can do whatever he wants!"

"Since Your Highness has an order, the last general will obey it!" Wang Wenzuo laughed, Cui Hongdu and Yuan Aolie were obviously relieved, and said in unison: "Thank you, Your Highness, for your generosity!"

Sangqiu came to the fire, skillfully disassembled the roasted roe deer, and then separated the people around the fire. At this time, everyone was already hungry. Seeing Wang Wenzuo moved his hands, they also started to eat.For a moment there was chewing and the grinding of teeth and bones all around the fire.Seeing the eating scenes of the people around the fire, Fu Yulong suddenly had an appetite and started to eat quickly.

This roe deer weighed only twenty or thirty catties, but the meat without the fur, internal organs, and bones weighed only a dozen catties. There were seven or eight people by the fire, and they were all strong men. They could only eat half full on meat alone. So Sancho brought up some dry biscuits, put them by the fire, roasted them till they softened, and Fu Yulong also got a piece of them. After he took two bites, he couldn't put his mouth down anymore. Seeing that Wang Wenzuo and others ate with gusto , I had to force myself to stuff it into my mouth.

While everyone was eating, Sanqiu brought up some drinks, Fu Yulong couldn't see what they were, he only felt sour in the mouth, but it was refreshing, so he asked casually: "Wang Canjun, what's in it?" ? Sour but also refreshing!"

"Oh, it's a soup made of willow bark, wild fruits, and young shoots!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "There are many diseases in the army. Drinking this soup can prevent diseases, so I ask the army chef to cook some from time to time. Take it, sergeant!"

(End of this chapter)