Chapter 182: Soy sauce bibimbap when Huang Liang woke up from his dream

When Qin Lei personally gave him the Yinyingsui, who represented the Weiwei, Chu Qianjun fell back straight and stood up. Fortunately, the black guard behind him had already seen that he had been supporting him until now with his spirit, so he had been on guard against him to fall.

Two black-clothed guards caught him and checked his breathing pulse. Then they reported to Qin Lei: "Report to Prince, he fainted because he lost too much blood and was exhausted."

Qin Lei nodded and said, "Send back to the camp and ask Zhang Sigou to accompany him to take care of him."

In this way, two white-robed generals under Qin Lei were both lying on the hospital bed. The secret contest between the two came to an end for the time being.

According to the official record on the credit book, Boshang Saiyang pursued the defeated army for hundreds of miles and beheaded hundreds of times, and he should record the best merit once; if he breaks the enemy and clears the Xiangyang Lake, he should record the best merit once; if he breaks the enemy's siege, he should record the best merit once; on the day of the general attack of the Maitreya Cult Army, he leads his troops to attack, and the entire army beheads more than a thousand, and he also has hundreds of achievements, so he can record the best merit once.

Chu Qianjun led the way, broke the enemy's blockade in Maicheng, and beheaded nearly a hundred times, and he could record his merit once. In the battle at Xiangyang Lake, he was the vanguard first, and was invincible. The defender was as stable as Mount Tai, which was the key to the battle formation. He should record his merit once. As for chasing more than 10,000 defeated enemies overnight and taking the enemy's heads, it was naturally a great achievement.

Both of them had a great achievement and a great achievement. From the senses of the soldiers, they saw Boshang Saiyang's ten thousand troops taking the enemy's heads, all of whom fell to his domineering aura; and when they saw Chu Qianjun returning in blood and holding up a pair of heads, they were all convinced that he was full of courage.

So whether it is the official record or the reputation among soldiers, both of them can be said to be evenly matched. No matter how good the emperor is, they can only wait for the next time to distinguish between the superiority and the inferiority.

Qin Lei chattered about these relaxed topics that he could have a meal when he was entertaining others and himself, but Gong Liangyu in Xiangyang Mansion could not eat.

That day, Prime Minister Hu finally borrowed the Shannan scholars and expelled the people surrounding the palace. It was a good thing, but the Shannan rioters used the excuse to prevent the rioters from causing trouble again, so they surrounded Gong Liangyu's "Imperial Palace" and even put him under house arrest.

Moreover, no one is allowed to enter and exit, and the truck that delivers rice and grain was detained by them. The palace has not had any supplies for ten days. On such a hot day, vegetables, meat, eggs, etc. naturally cannot stay overnight. So starting six days ago, his daily meals were white rice and pickles, and pickles were white rice.

After eating for four days, he finally couldn't eat it anymore. He put down his chopsticks and said depressedly: "I want to eat fried rice with eggs..."

The little palace maid who was serving him comforted Wen Yan: "Your Majesty, you will be transporting the food in two days. You have everything you want to eat. You can make do with it first."

Emperor Shenwu was unhappy and slapped the table hard and said sharply: "I am the emperor, and I am the emperor, and I am the world of my land! I am the richest person in the world, how can I eat... pickled vegetables?"

Recently, he often had intermittent attacks like this, and the little palace maid was used to it. He said calmly: "Your Majesty once said that real dragons are ever-changing, both dragons flying in the nine heavens and hidden dragons in the abyss. When the hidden dragons are in the abyss, they have to lie on firewood and taste galls before they can soar over the nine heavens again." As he said that, he gently picked up the jade chopsticks and coaxed the child, saying, "Your Majesty, lie on firewood and taste galls."

When Gong Liangyu heard this, hesitated to pick up the rice, but hesitantly couldn't get the pickled vegetables in the soy sauce. He chewed the rice in his mouth and said firmly: "Anyway, I don't eat pickled vegetables."

The palace maid smiled and said, "Let's do it." As she said that, she stretched out her white little hand, took the rice bowl from Gong Liangyu's hand and put it on the table, picked up the pickle plate, blocked the pickle with chopsticks, and then poured the soy sauce from the plate into Gong Liangyu's rice bowl.

After all the rice was dyed with sauce, the little palace maid put down the pickled vegetables and served the rice bowl pitifully in front of Gong Liangyu, and said humbly: "Please have a meal for your majesty."

Gong Liangyu took it, looked at it for a long time, and said with a slight smile: "I think it's soy sauce bibimbap..." But at least hesitated to satisfy his request to not eat pickles. He hesitated to suck it into his mouth, and found that it was not as unpalatable as he imagined, and he was very frightened to his appetite for meat. In addition, he was really hungry, so he started sucking big mouthfuls.

When the little palace maid saw that he was willing to eat, she was more sad when she breathed a sigh of relief. She was an old man who came from Chu State with Gong Liangyu, and knew everything about him. She thought that his status was so noble. Even if he traveled to various countries, he was always a guest of honor. She could be said to be riding a variety of horses, wearing gold furs, and eating a variety of treasures. She was endlessly romantic and elegant, and she could not tell the story of wealth and luxury. Who would have thought that in just a few months, she would have fallen into the soy sauce bibimbap...

The little palace maid was thinking about it, and the palace gate was in a blink of an eye. An old man in brown appeared in front of the two of them.

Gong Liangyu was eating, but the old man shook it a little and didn't swallow it. He choked in his throat, unable to cough or swallow it, and almost became the first emperor in history to choke to death.

The little palace maid quickly stepped forward, pinched the people and patted the back. It took a long time to rescue Emperor Shenwu. He wiped the snot and tears on his face with a towel. Gong Liangyu said angrily: "If you don't know if you knock on the door, at least you have to have footsteps, right?"

Uncle Chai had to report the most important thing, so he used the worldly light skills called "Flying on Grasshopper" and was proud that his sword was not old, but he didn't want to scare the little master. His old face was so embarrassed that he waved his hand and drove everyone, including the little palace maid, out.

After a while, only the master and servant were left in the hall. Gong Liangyu said depressedly: "This is very unconventional. I should repel them."

The old man in brown sighed, took out a whistle-like thing from his arms and placed it on his throat, and then hissed: "The matter in Xiangyang Lake was defeated, all three guardians were dead, and the 200,000 troops were gone." He had suffered severe trauma in his throat in his early years, and he had to use that whistle-like thing to push his throat to speak.

Gong Liangyu said 'ah' and said disbelief: "Twenty-hundred thousand people? Even a group of pigs can open the broken village. I don't believe it!"

The old man in brown explained: "There were two times when they almost hit him, but Qin Lei increased his troops twice, which made him ruined the situation again."

In addition to the words "man" and "meat", Gong Liangyu couldn't hear the most were the words "Qin Lei". He shouted angrily: "Qin Lei, I swear to be with you!" As he said that, he stood up and said anxiously: "If you can't even finish this errand, how can I have the attitude to go back! If you can't do it, I won't go back."

Uncle Chai, the old man in brown clothes, wanted to persuade him, but Gong Liangyu couldn't listen to anything. He walked around with his hands behind his back and muttered, "I won't go back anymore, why should I go back? I am the emperor of Dahua, I won't go anywhere." His emotions became more and more excited, his voice became higher and higher, and his movements became more and more exaggerated.

Lao Chai took a deep breath, stepped forward, grabbed Gongliang Yunci's clothes, stared at him with anger, and said with hissing: "Wake up! Even if it's a dream, there will always be a day when you wake up!"

Gong Liangyu seemed to have suffered a great insult and said annoyedly: "I don't know what you are talking about! Let me go!" As he said that, he stretched out his hands to pierce the dry hands like old iron-pliers, but he couldn't beat them at all.

Seeing his crazy look, Lao Chai finally couldn't help but feel angry that had been holding back for two months, and raised his hand and said, "Pang! Pa!" Two crisp sounds, slapped Gong Liangyu twice in the face.

Gong Liangyu was stunned for a moment, and a hot feeling came from his cheeks. Is that numb and piercing feeling painful? Maybe, after living for twenty-three years, I finally know what pain is.

The feeling of being offended and being hurt was really uncomfortable. It reminded him of the past. When the disgusting third emperor brother pressed on him, when his mother was raped by the second emperor brother and committed suicide by jumping into the well, when Qin Lei viciously insulted him by the Yudai River, it turned out that this hurt! He felt that his head was about to crack, and he shook his head hysterically and shouted: "I am the true dragon emperor, and those who touch it will die! Come on, drag this old eunuch down and tear it down to pieces..."

‘Papa’, two more loud slaps in the face, hitting his cheeks blood red. Lao Chai’s hoarse voice rang in his ear: “Wake up, this emperor has been enjoying enough, it’s time to wake up, you still have a lot of things to do? You can’t waste yourself here like this!”

Gong Liangyu said without any permission: "No, no one can be enough to be an emperor. I will never be satisfied with it in my life. I will continue to be an emperor in the next life!"

Lao Chai seemed to have a good time, and "slap" made two more slaps in the face. Gong Liangyu's once handsome face gradually became swollen.

Now Gong Liangyu became honest completely, covered his cheeks with both hands, and murmured: "You dare to hit me... You dare to hit me..."

Lao Chai was a person who was stubborn and stretched out his iron hand like an eagle claw, grabbed the Emperor Chaotian Crown on Gong Liangyu's head, and pulled the Crown off with force. Without the restraint of the Crown, Gong Liangyu's hair suddenly spread out, and with his thin and pale face, it was as terrifying as a hanged ghost.

But he had no time to be his image, so he reached out to snatch the jewel-like Chaotian Crown. If Lao Chai didn't give it, he used his sharp long nails to dig blood marks from Lao Chai's arm. Lao Chai gritted his teeth and said hatefully: "I smashed this harmful thing!" As he said that, he threw the valuable imperial crown to the ground with his hands.

The thing is carved with gold and jade. Although it looks extremely delicate, it is really fragile. When Lao Chai Hanhen fell, it immediately split into pieces and the beads inlaid on it rolled everywhere.

Gong Liangyu screamed, and quickly lay down to pick up the larger pieces, gathering them together. Several holes were made by the sharp pieces, and blood flowed, but he didn't care at all. He was like a devil, and he trembled and trembled.

"It's done..." He finally put a few broken jade pieces together, and he said ecstatically. Before he could finish his happiness, a big foot stepped into the air and was stomping on the pieces made of Gong Liangyu. The jade chips splashed everywhere and completely crushed, and there was no possibility of putting them together again.

Gong Liangyu looked at this scene blankly, forgot to breathe for a moment... only tears fell down and could not stop.

Lao Chai also squatted down, picked up Gong Liangyu's bloody hands, carefully picked out the debris that had been pierced into the flesh for him, then took out an exquisite small porcelain bottle from his arms, pulled out the bottle plug, and sprinkled it on Gong Liangyu's hands for no money. After applying the medicine, Lao Chai tore his robe into strips and bandaged Gong Liangyu's hands.

Gong Liangyu watched Lao Chai do all this. Whether it was picking on him or bandaging him, his expression did not change at all, as if his hands were someone else's.

It was not until Uncle Chai finished all this and leaned over and knelt in front of him that Gong Liangyu let out a "wow" and hugged Uncle Chai's neck hard, burst into tears...

Gong Liangyu cried for half an hour, and the sea was gone, and the earth was shaken. Even the bandits in Shannan outside the palace could hear it clearly. But when he finished crying, the clear thought that he had not had for a long time finally returned to his mind.

Looking at the golden fragments on the ground, Gong Liangyu felt like he was a different world. He stood up in despair, looked down at the golden dragon robe on his body, and the dragon on his chest was wide open, as if silently mocking him for being overestimated, pitiful and ridiculous.

His Majesty Shenwu Emperor, who used to be unable to sleep without wearing a dragon robe, felt that the clothes looked so annoying and awkward to wear. He reached out to take them off, but he couldn't find a way to untie the complicated buckles. After trying a few times, he couldn't help but feel the karma in his heart. He grabbed the front of the dragon robe, pulled it with all his strength, and pulled it with a squeak, and tore the dragon on his chest that had laughed at him in half, and the clothes were naturally untied.

Taking off the dragon robe that was torn into pieces and throwing it on the ground, I felt a sense of ease. Looking at the old clothes that had become ragged on the ground, Gong Liangyu murmured: "Life is a dream, and you will know that everything is empty when you wake up..."

After saying that, he laughed three times, and then said casually: "Just treat it as Nan Ke's dream."

After saying that, he looked at Lao Chai who looked happy on the ground and said lightly: "Open your mouth for a hundred times, just get up. I won't blame you this time."

As if Lao Chai had known this, he nodded and stretched out his right hand, and repeatedly tugged on his left and right cheeks without reservation. Within a few strokes, his face became purple and purple. After a while, bleeding from the corners of his nostrils and mouths was flowing. But Lao Chai still slapped himself in the face with a fixed frequency and fixed force, as if the face was not on his neck, but a big winter melon, and he had no intention of stopping.

Gong Liangyu looked at it for a while and lost interest. He said to the outside of the room with a clear voice: "Change clothes."

The little palace maid ran in after hearing this. Seeing the two of them, she didn't dare to ask more questions. After Fu Fu, she went to the inner room to get clothes. As she was walking, she heard Gong Liangyu's long-lost cold voice sound in her ears: "Fei Fan Lun Scarf."

When the little palace maid heard this, she turned around tremblingly, and finally found that the pair of eyes on Gong Liangyu's blue and swollen pig's head was shining for a long time. His highness finally woke up. The little palace maid nodded vigorously with tears in her eyes, then went to the bottom of the wardrobe, and whipped out the same long-lost outfit. She carried it out and carefully changed it to Gong Liangyu.

When Gong Liangyu wore a turban with a black silk ribbon and took a feather fan made of nine kinds of bird feathers, Lao Chai also finished his own trauma and stood up as if nothing had happened. If it weren't for his swollen cheeks, it would be like nothing happened.

The two pig heads stood there and spoke. Gong Liangyu gently shook the feather fan and said in a deep voice: "We have basically achieved our original goal. Although we failed to affect the entire Western Qin territory as we wish, the southern part of Western Qin has not recovered for more than ten years, but the vitality has come." After a pause, he chuckled and said: "I can still stand up to my back with the peace of the border for more than ten years."

Seeing that he returned to normal, Uncle Chai also returned to his previous style of cherishing words and standing there without saying a word.

Gong Liangyu didn't care, so he fanned the feather and asked the little palace maid: "Is that woman still alive?" The little palace maid nodded and said softly: "Life is fine."

After hearing this, Gong Liangyu nodded and gritted his teeth and said, "Send a letter to Wen Yanbo and tell him that the person he has been looking for is in our hands, so let him consider it yourself." This was indeed what he said to Uncle Chai, the old man in brown clothes.

Lao Chai nodded, and Gong Liangyu said again: "Send another message to Li Hun, Gu has done his best to be kind and righteous. Now is the time for him to fulfill his promise."

After a pause, he clenched the feather fan and said coldly: "The slurry ship and Qin Lei must not be left behind, otherwise I will expose the evidence of his communication with our secret spies in Chu. No one will have good results at that time!"
Chapter completed!