The kitten Su Shang rubbed Chu Yao's fingers affectionately and begged some food from his hand by being cute. If Chu Yao didn't give it, it would keep looking at him with its innocent and moist eyes. Chu Yao had a hard time several times.
Even with all his heart failing, he reluctantly took out the dry food.
"It is said that 'everything resembles its owner', but you are more pleasing to people than Qi Yuanliang." Chu Yao muttered in a low voice. Su Shang couldn't understand human words. He only knew that he had to find a comfortable place after he was full.
It curls up in a certain place, and it is best to have a scrapper to scratch it.
It meowed and jumped into Chu Yao's arms, exposing its belly.
Chu Yao: "..."
He really doesn't like cats.
It happened that Gong Shuwu came back at this time, so he handed over this troublesome thing. Gong Shuwu also accepted it with good temper and said: "I'm afraid it won't be peaceful tonight. Sir, would you like to rest for a while and recuperate? Yes."
Do you need to wake up sir again?"
Chu Yao: "That's fine."
The literary heart he condensed for the second time is still unstable.
His literary spirit leaked from time to time, and his state was very unstable. It took a lot of time to cultivate and adjust, and to cultivate enough spirit to better display his strength. When Gong Shuwu said this, he followed the steps and agreed.
The two of them settled in an abandoned dwelling near the east gate of the city wall.
This place is deserted and close to the front line.
Chu Yao found a place to lean on, and after a while he started to snore slightly. Su Shang didn't like the smell of sweat on Gong Shuwu's body, and he couldn't feel at ease being held by him, meowing in grievance.
The cat's claws grabbed his sleeves and tried to crawl out.
Hearing Chu Yao's breathing calm down, Gong Shuwu whispered to Su Shang: "Su Shang, be good, be quiet, and don't disturb your husband's sleep."
Su Shang was unyielding and struggled to escape from the arms of the big man. Gong Shuwu didn't dare to let him run away.
If it gets lost, where can I catch an identical one and give it to Qishan?
There was a stalemate between one person and one cat for a quarter of an hour.
In the end, Su Shang was defeated due to lack of physical strength.
He lay in Gong Shuwu's arms and stretched out, opened his mouth and yawned. His eyelids were fighting up and down as if they were filled with lead water. His front paws stepped on the hard arm muscles, and finally his head tilted, his eyelids closed, and he slept soundly.
Shuwu finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It is indeed a cat raised by Mr. Qi, just like him.
Just as difficult as Mr. Qi.
There was no one around, and Gong Shuwu also began to close his eyes and rest.
But within a few breaths, he keenly noticed that the energy of heaven and earth around him changed from orderly to chaotic and violent, and then followed a certain order amidst the chaos. Gong Shuwu suddenly opened his eyes, and his gaze fell on the energy of heaven and earth.
The source of the strangeness—Chu Wuhui!
Could it be that he has gone crazy?
He stepped forward quickly, hesitating whether to wake up Chu Yao, and found that Chu Yao's forehead was covered with thin hot sweat. The sweat dripped down the fragmentary gray hair at the temples, across his cheeks and chin. His long eyebrows were tightly knitted.
Twist, leaving deep creases between the eyebrows.
At first glance it looks like you are trapped in some horrific nightmare.
Gong Shuwu raised his hand and nudged Chu Yao's shoulder, calling softly: "Sir! Sir! Wake up, sir, wake up... How could this happen?"
Shake it several times in a row.
For light sleepers, it is enough to wake up.
I don't know if Chu Yao was trapped in a nightmare and couldn't extricate himself, but there was no sign of waking up. Gong Shuwu was worried that something had happened, so he put his fingers on Chu Yao's wrist and sent out a ray of gentle martial energy into his meridians.
The moment of contact, it was forcefully bounced back.
Gong Shuwu: "!!!"
What should we do???
The two children were not found, and something went wrong with Chu Yao.
God seemed to hear his inner cry. Chu Yao's thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes softly. It took a while for his eyes to refocus. Gong Shuwu noticed it immediately, stepped forward and said with concern: "Sir - you
You’re finally awake!”
Chu Yao seemed to be still immersed in the afterglow of the nightmare and couldn't recover. After a few breaths, his five senses gradually returned to normal, and he shuddered suddenly. He raised his head to see the surrounding scene clearly, and asked Gong Shuwu: "Half step, how long have I been asleep just now?"
?Is there any movement among the rebels at the city gate?"
"For half an hour, the rebels still haven't made any movement."
Chu Yao stood up in a hurry and kept mumbling words that Gong Shuwu couldn't understand. The syllables sounded like the dialect of Chu State.
What kind of nightmare is it that scares the hell out of dialect?
Gong Shuwu had doubts in his heart.
"Sir, did you just have a nightmare?"
Chu Yao shook his head: "It's not a nightmare."
Gong Shuwu thought it was a trivial matter and stopped asking further questions.
Unexpectedly, Chu Yao said again: "It's 'a dark willow and a bright flower'."
Several question marks appeared on Gong Shuwu's face.
"What does it mean - a bright future?"
Chu Yao: "That is my way of being a scribe - there is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is a bright willow and a bright future in every village. This way of being a scribe cannot be used until a desperate situation. Just when I fell asleep, it suddenly started, and I saw it.
Many chaotic scenes..."
Gong Shuwu looked solemn.
Is this a scribe's way that cannot be used until desperate situations?
In other words, they will soon face a desperate situation?
An inexplicable sense of crisis filled his heart, and he hurriedly asked: "What did you see in your dream, sir? If you had predicted it in advance, could you have avoided it?"
Chu Yao said cryptically: "I'm afraid I can't avoid it."
Gong Shuwu was shocked: "Is this a fatal situation?"
The two of them are both civilized and military, so they dare not say that they can move freely among thousands of troops, but escaping from Xiaocheng is still not a problem, unless they are unlucky enough to encounter a strong man whose level is much higher than them. But then again, Geng
How can there be such a troublesome and ruthless character in the country?
Chu Yao said: "It's not us."
Gong Shuwu reacted: "Is it Xiaocheng?"
Chu Yao nodded feebly: "Yes."
When his scribe's method was activated, he would draw out a large amount of literary energy. At this time, the elixir palace was empty, and the strong weakness accompanied by dizziness made him unable to stand firmly, and he fell back down unable to stand.
Then he gasped for air.
"I saw in my dream that the rebels 'only besieged but not attacked' and blocked Xiaocheng. Soon the city ran out of ammunition and food. The rebels also threw corpses of diseased people into the city. No one took care of the corpses, which became a huge problem in the city.
Rat delicacies...the disease spreads..."
He didn't need to describe the tragedy that followed in detail. Gong Shuwu could also imagine it. After hearing this, he smashed the low table at hand with his palm. The sound of the wooden table falling into pieces frightened Su Shang who was taking a nap in his arms, so he had to suppress his temper.
, appease one or two.
Lowering his voice: "Only siege but not attack? Are they crazy?"
The price of war is victory, but the price of war is not long.
It is clear that the enemy's city can be captured in a day and a half, but it is necessary to "only siege but not attack", stalling for time and fighting a protracted war!
Is this delaying the enemy's time?
This is obviously delaying our own food and fodder! Although Sibao County is located at the junction of Geng and Xin countries, it will not be very difficult for the rebels under King Shen's tent to supply food and fodder, but there will also be a lot of losses during transportation.
The soldiers on the front line eat one stone, and the rear has to transport more than ten stones!
Is King Sheng burning his hands because he has too much money?
Or is it moldy due to too much food?
Chu Yao closed his eyes with a heavy heart: "No, the rebels have good calculations, not stupid chess."
After saying that, he opened his eyes and met Gong Shuwu's gaze.
The latter felt uncomfortable being stared at by him and subconsciously looked away.
"Mr. Chu is saying... they have other plans, and they are willing to waste more than a month of food and grass for tens of thousands of troops???"
Chu Yao said: "Yes."
Gong Shuwu asked: "What is the purpose?"
Chu Yao sighed and said: "The national seal, the national seal of Xin State!"
The short six words fell in Gong Shuwu's ears like six thunders, or the kind that exploded directly in his ears. He was so shocked that he froze on the spot. He couldn't hear the outside sounds for a while, and he didn't know what Chu Yao said again. For a long time,
, his fists tightened and then tightened, and then tightened again.
Chu Yao: "I am sure that someone in the rebel camp knows the approximate location of the national seal, and for this reason, he would not hesitate to create a plague and massacre the city."
The national seal is related to the destiny of the country.
And the fate of the country is closely related to the people.
Although the Xin State was destroyed, the national seal of the Xin State has not been completely severed from the people of the Xin State, and the national seal still has a part of the national destiny. That person created the plague to massacre the city in order to use this method to quickly consume the national destiny. Once the national destiny is consumed, the national seal will be
will be completely exposed.
Chu Yao looked at Gong Shuwu solemnly.
Asked: "Actually, Qi Yuanliang and I have already guessed that 'Gong Shuwu' is a pseudonym, and your real identity is 'Gong Wen', right? Before the capital of the Xin Kingdom was destroyed, the whereabouts of 'Gong Wen' were unknown. After that, Zheng
Qiao ransacked the Gong family's house, and you were the only one missing. So..."
Gong Shuwu also knew that he had not been wearing his vest for a long time.
When Chu Yao exposed him to his face, he was not frightened and furious. Instead, he felt like "it's finally here" and let go of a certain burden.
He simply admitted: "Yes, I am Gong Wen."
Gong Shuwu happily confessed: "Before the capital was destroyed, the former king privately called me into the palace and entrusted me with the national seal, hoping that I could help the descendants of the Xin Kingdom to restore the country. Even if the country cannot be restored, this country
The seal cannot fall into the hands of Geng Kingdom Zheng Qiao..."
What was the urinary nature of the former leader of the Xin Kingdom?
Does Gong Shuwu know?
However, the Gong family received a salary from the Xin State and had to be loyal to the monarch. He fled the capital overnight with the imperial seal, wandering all the way, evading pursuit. Only by praying for good deeds did he gain a short period of peace, but never expected that he would still escape.
Don't go there...
Just as Chu Yao was about to say something, there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground outside the house. The two looked at each other, got up and opened the door.
Outside the door, on the ground.
A corpse that didn't even close its eyes in death.
The corpse was very skinny, with exposed arms, ankles, and calves. It was so skinny that the skin and flesh clung tightly to the bones. The cheeks were pale and thin, the cheeks were sunken, and the eye sockets were black. The body was wearing tattered clothes that could barely protect the body, exuding a strange smell.
stench.
Gong Shuwu squatted down and took a breath.
He said: "Already dead."
There was only a little residual warmth left in the body.
Gong Shuwu suddenly heard what Chu Yao had just said, "a bright light in the darkness", the prophetic way of the scribes. He raised his head and vaguely saw a humanoid object crossing the high city wall and falling into Xiaocheng. With a bang, it fell.
In the alley next door.
When this person landed, there was still heat.
He lay softly on the ground.
The sickly, twisted face with twitching muscles was covered with blood. He was a man in his forties. When he heard the noise, his eyes turned in the direction of Chu Yao and his lips with difficulty.
Judging from the shape of the lips and mouth, he should be asking for help.
He used the last strength of his body, thinking that the cry for help was loud, but in fact it was broken into pieces, so weak that even the night wind could blow it away. There was a gurgling sound in his throat, blood overflowed from his mouth, and soon his eyes were filled with tears.
It stopped moving.
Chu Yao closed his eyes heavily.
My eyes are not looking, but my mind is constantly replaying what I saw in my dream.
Epidemics spread everywhere, people exchanged their children for food, and Xiaocheng's ten houses were empty. The people were waiting for death in despair. It is not an exaggeration to say that there is a hell on earth.
"Unheard, unseen," he said softly.
When he was young, he was high-spirited and led troops to fight in the Northern Desert. When he was frustrated, he experienced the destruction of Chu State, experienced being exiled on foot in shackles, and worked as a handyman in the Yuehua Building in Xiaocheng, being called around and drank by others without dignity.
...In his short life of thirty-four years, he thought he had experienced enough, but - he had never seen the scene before him!
How ridiculous!
Is this really a scene that would happen in the Yang world?
The color in Chu Yao's eyes suddenly disappeared, and his body swayed slightly and fell to one side. If Gong Shuwu hadn't caught his shoulders quickly with his quick eyes and hands, he might have hit the wall. Gong Shuwu nervously called: "Sir!"
Chu Yao took a breath.
Swallowing the acid boiling in his throat, resisting the urge to vomit, he said in a weak voice: "Find some firewood and burn these corpses."
Gong Shuwu frowned: "Burned? Not buried?"
Chu Yao said: "It's useless to bury it."
The people in Xiaocheng don't have enough to eat, and the rats are even hungrier. They will rummage for any food they can find. Burying the corpses will leave hidden dangers. It is better to burn them all with fire to minimize the risk of harm to healthy people.
Contact with dead bodies.
They knew these corpses were sick.
But others don't know.
Especially the soldiers guarding the city walls of Xiaocheng.
"What are the rebels doing?"
"The stone was thrown incorrectly..."
"Bah! You really want someone to smash you into a pulp, right?" Pao Ze, who was guarding the city together, spat angrily.
It would be nice to be able to save a small life.
Another soldier said: "It seems that the one thrown in is a human being?"
Most of them are ordinary people. Even if there are brave warriors, the level of martial arts is not high. Their night vision is limited and they cannot clearly see the things thrown into the city. They can only judge what they are based on their rough shapes. After he finished speaking, he was laughed at by others.
Already.
"Vote? Hahaha, so vote?"
"You threw it in and it turned into a pulp, right?"
Are you sure that this is a divine weapon sent from heaven and not a sinister weapon sent from heaven?
With such great force and such a high altitude, even a brave warrior of seventh or eighth grade would lose half his life. The soldiers did not pay attention at first, but instead focused on the rebel catapult.
The catapults kept banging for more than half an hour.
The soldiers were preparing to accept the call, but as a result——
The rebels returned with their catapults.
gone back???
The soldiers all looked confused. The battle had been going on for so long just to throw dozens of people in???
this--
What kind of medicine is sold in the gourd?
Shen Tang and his party also paid close attention to the situation here.
They did see clearly who was thrown in.
Just a group of ordinary people in ragged clothes.
I have to say there's something special about it, but it's probably because he's too thin. The adult male inside doesn't even have a skin or bone in his body, weighing less than eighty pounds.
Shen Tang put down the hand covering his eyebrows.
Said: "What are the rebels doing?"
No matter how weird it looks.
Zhai Le folded his hands on his chest and tried to analyze: "Could this be used to frighten the people defending Xiaocheng and shake the morale of the army? But this doesn't make sense. With the current strength of the rebels, it would only take a day or two to capture Xiaocheng.
.Why use bloody methods to intimidate?"
Shen Tang said quickly: "I'm a little worried."
Zhai Le: "What are you worried about?"
Shen Tang: "These people who were thrown in..."
Doesn't look very healthy...
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