Neon Clothes and Iron Clothes

Chapter 250 Wake Up
"That's why you and I love each other!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile, "In this matter, we'll be even!"

"Don't dare, dare not!" Cao Sengnu dared to say twice, looked around: "Wang Canjun, although you are in the army, you are really poor, and the villain will send some utensils later. Come, let’s settle down!”

"That's all!" Wang Wenzuo quickly declined: "I only have Sancho by my side, he is a rough man, how can he use your delicate instruments? Wouldn't it be a pity if they were broken!"

"If it is broken, it will be broken. If the gentleman breaks a pair, the villain will make up a pair. What's the pity?" Cao Sengnu smiled sweeter: "Besides, the villain will naturally give a whole set of gifts, come with me." There is also a pair of boy servants who specialize in sweeping, and everything is left to them!"

"Cao She'er, I'm a border town here, and I'm still fighting!" Wang Wenzuo couldn't shirk, so he had to emphasize his tone: "It's not the time to talk about enjoyment, why don't you send it when I return to Datang?" , I will definitely accept it!"

"That's okay, the villain will store it for you for joining the army for a few days, and send it to you after you calm down Baekje!" Cao Sengnu saw that Wang Wenzuo's tone changed, and no longer insisted: "Wang Canjun, villain It’s been a long time since I’ve traveled all over the world, and I’ve seen at least a dozen military towns in various places, and it’s the first time you have such a low self-esteem!”

"Oh? Really?" Hearing this, Wang Wenzuo asked with great interest: "How about those military towns? Come and hear what you said?"

"Take this tent as an example!" Cao Sengnu pointed to the surroundings: "A soldier like you who joins the army in the Dudu's Mansion must have woolen blankets on the ground, copper stoves, vases, and wooden buckets for washing feet at the four corners. , washbasin, spit pot, weapon rack, bookshelf—”

"Wait!" Wang Wenzuo became more and more wrong the more he listened: "Are you talking about marching and fighting or home furnishing? If you say it, wouldn't it take several carts to drag my luggage by myself?"

"Six or seven cars are almost enough!"

"The luggage of a soldier of Yihuo is only a large cart. Doesn't it mean that I alone occupy the chariots and horses of 70 people? If Duke Wei was like this, how could he destroy the Turks in the snowy night?"

"Wang Canjun, now is not the time of Emperor Wen!" Cao Sengnu laughed and said, "Besides, where are the Turks to destroy now? When does the Tang Dynasty send troops without the Turkic people in front?"

"There are no Turks, but there are Tuyuhun, Tubo, Nanzhao, Goguryeo and other enemies, right?" Wang Wenzuo sneered: "At least it's not Ma Fang Nanshan right now, at least for us warriors !"

"What Wang Canjun said is true!" Cao Sengnu smiled, but judging from the flashing eyes, he was probably thinking the opposite: "But at least the battle of Baekje is almost over, right?"

"Finish?" Wang Wenzuo looked at Cao Sengnu, guessing the other party's thoughts: "How can it be so simple, the Japanese, Goguryeo, and Silla people, the trees want to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop! This battle is easy to start, I think It's hard to stop, it's too early to sit down and drink!"

"The tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop!" Cao Sengnu's eyes lit up, he clapped his palms and said with a smile: "If this is said at the Chang'an Luoyang High Meeting, Wang Canjun will definitely be famous all over the world!"

Wang Wenzuo smiled. The man in front of him kept hinting to himself about the beautiful life in Chang'an and Luoyang, but in his own eyes, although everything was beautiful, it was nothing compared to his previous life. A ceramic flush toilet can make the Supreme Emperor dumbfounded.

"Although Chang'an Luoyang is good! After all, it is thousands of miles away!" Wang Wenzuo paused for a while: "I still have other things to do right now!"

"Something else?"

"Yes! I'm going to do something that no one can think of!" Wang Wenzuo's voice became lower and lower, as if whispering: "For example... justice!"

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Ren Cun Mountain City.

The room was dark.

He dreamed of cracked walls, burning rivers, smells of blood and brimstone and steel.The air was filled with acrid smoke, and human heads floated up and down on the water, wailing from time to time.He wanted to beat the surface of the water to float himself, but his hands and feet didn't work, and his body continued to sink. The water covered his lips and nose, and tears flowed from the smoke.He cried out for help with the last of his strength, but he could only utter a strange groan.

I am Fuyu Fengzhang, an orthodox king, with noble blood, even if I die, I must die with dignity!
The man told himself that he gave up struggling and decided to die quietly.But a voice rang in his ears: "You are just a waste who was driven to the Japanese country as a hostage, what kind of orthodox king? If the Tang people did not break the capital, you can only be a hostage in the Japanese country for the rest of your life, waste!"

"I'm not a waste! When the country was ruined and the family was destroyed, I led the troops back to the country and fought hard against the Tang people to restore the country. I have proved with my actions that I am the real king!" The man tried his best to refute.

"It was Master Daochen who led the army to fight hard with the Tang people, it was the ghost family Fuxin, it was the black-toothed Changzhi, but it was not you! You can become the king because of people, and everyone in the royal family was taken away by the Tang people , You are the only one left! After Fukunobu Onimuro was killed by you, the situation took a turn for the worse, you are just a waste of people who make things happen, once Fukunobu Onimuro dies, you will be exposed!"

"I'm not trash, I'm not trash!"

The man ignored the water inlet and the trachea, screaming with the last bit of strength, but there were many dead faces around him, many, many, lifeless, dull, stiff, swollen, terrifying, beyond recognition.The voice sounded again: "Look at these faces, they all died because of you, you are trash, you killed them! Now they are coming to you!"

Following the sound, those faces surrounded the man, white teeth were exposed under the rotten lips, the man looked at the familiar and unfamiliar faces, terrified, he struggled with all his strength, but the faces were still getting closer, Sensenbai sharpened his teeth and made a piercing sound.

"Not me, not me!"

Fuyu Fengzhang suddenly opened his eyes, and the surroundings were in chaos. After a while, the outline of the bed slowly emerged around. bedroom.

The room was warm, even a little hot, and his body was covered with a pile of blankets and fur.Sweat underarms and back, I have a fever, he thought dizzily, so weak, he tried to raise his right hand, but a sharp pain made him give up the effort immediately.What's wrong with me?How am I here?He tried hard to recall, and the fragments flashed in his mind: the bumpy horse, the stone house by the road, the man who knocked on the door, the man who opened the door, the quarrel, the battle broke out, he fell from the horse's back, the constantly shaking pack sedan chair...

(End of this chapter)