Chang'an, Qin Palace, side hall.
Liu Yu was dressed as a palace guard, sitting in front of a soft couch. Murong Lan's abdomen was still wrapped with a tight medicine belt. She was lying on the bed. The bowl of millet porridge in front of her was only a quarter of the bowl. At a glance,
, you can count the rice grains, a layer of sticky rice paste, floating on the soup surface, a few vegetable leaves, placed in a delicate small dish, placed next to the rice soup bowl.
Murong Lan frowned slightly and sighed: "Liu Yu, tell me the truth, is the city about to run out of food?"
Liu Yu's face didn't look good, even a little yellow. He took a breath and shook his head: "No, don't think about it too much. Just finish this bowl of rice soup properly. As long as you eat well and sleep well, you
Only by doing so can you recover from your injuries sooner."
Murong Lan looked at Liu Yu motionlessly: "Okay, don't lie to me. If I can only drink this little rice soup, the food of the people in the city will be ten times worse. Even you, your complexion is still good now."
It's better to be a sick and wounded person like me. Tell the truth, have you not eaten for a few days?"
Liu Yu just wanted to speak, but his stomach growled. At this time, all excuses were meaningless. He sighed softly: "Don't think so much, eat these well, you
Once you are well, I will find a way to take you out of the city."
Murong Lan sat up all of a sudden, with long dark cloud-like hair shawl, and looked at Liu Yu with eyes full of concern: "How could it be like this? You are the warrior that Fu Jian values who is missing?
The food rations cannot be short of yours."
Liu Yu nodded: "Fu Jian was very kind to me, but I didn't want to expose my identity, so I returned to the team guarding the city. This was my agreement with him. The daily rations have been reduced from six pastries.
It’s down to two, add another bowl of porridge and water, porridge water, porridge water, only water but no porridge, it’s still worse than your bowl.”
Murong Lan was silent for a long time and shook her head: "I didn't expect that Chang'an City's food would be consumed so quickly. I originally thought it would last at least half a year, but in less than two months, it..."
Speaking of this, Murong Lan suddenly thought of something and looked at Liu Yu: "Even if you only have two dumplings a day, you won't look so bad. Tell me the truth, did you give the dumplings to others?
"
Liu Yu smiled slightly: "I really can't hide anything from you. As you know, Uncle Pilik's daughter-in-law just gave birth to a baby. This is when they need milk. I can help them."
, there are only two cakes a day."
Murong Lan sighed faintly: "I didn't expect that Liu Yu, the God of War of the Beifu Army, was now reduced to the point where he could only drink one bowl of porridge a day. You can't do this. You can't do anything without physical strength. You'd better find someone
Fu Jian, let him do some cooking for you, and in return, you can go out of the city to help him fight a few battles."
Liu Yu said flatly: "No, I said that I will only help Fu defend the city and never help him go out to fight. Otherwise, I will really become the Qin army, and I will not be able to explain these things clearly in the future."
At this point, Liu Yu's eyes also became dim: "Actually, even if I ask Fu Jian, I'm afraid he won't be able to give me anything. Now the whole city is under military control and food control.
Even Fu Jian himself ate two cakes a day, while Mrs. Zhang and his young sons and daughters, who were unable to fight, just like the people in the city, only had one cake to eat. Maybe you eat one every day now
It’s the best and most numerous in the city.”
Murong Lan's eyes fell back on the bowl of millet porridge in front of her, and there were some tears in her eyes: "Is it possible that when I saw Mrs. Zhang these days, she looked so bad, but I really didn't expect that Fu Jian could really
To eat the same thing as the people in the city, I thought that fighting for world supremacy would be ruthless, but I never expected to see such a scene in Chang'an City under Fu Jian's rule."
Liu Yu also said with emotion: "Yes, there are some things that can only be believed if you see them with your own eyes. They say Fu Jian is so benevolent and righteous. I didn't believe it before. It's not like reducing taxes in peacetime and giving relief in disaster years."
It is difficult to do, but this time it was really a time of trouble. Fu Jian did not abandon any of the people who came to Chang'an to seek refuge with him in these troubled times, and shared the joys and sorrows with the people. This is what a benevolent king should look like. I have
At that time, I even thought, if he was not the Di emperor, but a Han, I would be willing to be driven by him."
Murong Lan sighed and turned his head: "Liu Yu, drink this bowl of porridge. You need it more than me now. If the situation in Chang'an reaches this level, it means that the city is almost surrounded.
In the past two months, the battle of the Qin army on the front line must have been very unsatisfactory."
Liu Yu's expression became solemn: "Yes, after Fu Hui committed suicide, the morale of the Qin army was low. In addition, such an incident occurred in Chang'an City, which can be said to be panic. In the past two months, the Qin army has attacked many times.
However, they all lost more and won less. Although Yang Ding was brave, he could not reverse the situation of the war. Former general Jiang Yu and Fu Jian's son Fu Wei were both killed in battle. The Qin army lost more than 40,000 people, and still could not defeat the Yan army.
Overcame Bashui. Now, with the reduction of military rations, even the attacking troops can only eat four cakes before going out to fight. If they fight against the Xiyan army with strong soldiers and horses, the chance of winning is even slimmer."
"And not only that, the two armies have already fought against each other. Almost all the prisoners after the war were killed without leaving any survivors. Human nature has been distorted to this point. Outside Chang'an City, there are already corpses everywhere. At night, corpses are everywhere
The green will-o’-the-wisp kept flashing, it was very scary.”
Murong Lan bit her lip tightly, and her body trembled unconsciously: "Is it really to this extent? Chong'er, Chong'er is so cruel, really he doesn't even take prisoners?"
Liu Yu sighed: "Murong Chong has lost his humanity now and vented all his hatred and anger on ordinary Qin soldiers. Almost all the soldiers and civilians in the city have family members who died at his hands, and they hate him to the bone, so Yang
The Yan army captured more than ten thousand people in the days before Ding, and they all were killed. This kind of retribution will probably last forever. However, the Yan army's tactics are very clever, and their military skills are very skillful. It seems that the Murong Yong you mentioned last time is really
He is a general."
Murong Lan sighed: "Eldest brother said that Murong Yong has great talents, but he will not stay under others for a long time. I'm afraid that he will take advantage of this military exploit to find an opportunity to stand on his own. But I can't care about these things now. Can Murong Wei let Murong Wei
How about leaving the city and leading the Xiyan army? If the result of the war is to destroy everyone in Chang'an, I would rather we lose this city. The imperial hegemony should not be piled up with the bones of so many innocent people."
This chapter has been completed!