Back in his tent, Sancho quickly got busy. Wang Wenzuo sat by the fire, waiting for his dinner. A thought suddenly flashed in his mind, why didn't he share the roe deer with Fuyu Long?
In the largest and most gorgeous tent in the Tang Army camp, Fu Yulong plunged himself completely into darkness.
He was lying on the couch, feeling groggy. The servant had brought dinner, but he didn't eat it. He had no appetite at all. During the day, the laughter of the Tang people returned to his hometown in his ears. Fu Yulong didn't know why they were laughing, but he could guess a bit. Yes, Tang Ren was impeccable in his etiquette and treatment, but Fu Yulong could 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 understand it. Smell that stench.
Fu Yulong seemed to be asleep. He saw his father walking into the tent. He was tall, holding a royal staff, and his brocade robe was lying on 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 do you want me to drink this cup of bitter wine?
Fu Yuyi looked at Fu Yulong compassionately, as if he wanted to say something, but said nothing.
"Why me?" Fu Yulong asked for the second time, pain gripping his heart tightly: "You obviously have other sons, but I can't bear all this!"
A shadow enveloped Fuyu Yici's face. Fuyu Long stood up and took two steps closer. Only then did he realize that his father had no breath, his face was ashen, and black blood flowed from his eyes and slid down his cheeks. Terrible. Fu Yulong took a step back in horror, but felt that his feet were empty and he fell to the ground, suddenly waking up.
"Your Royal Highness! Your Highness!"
After waking up, Fu Yulong heard someone talking outside the tent. He took a deep breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead: "What's the matter?"
"The last general is Wang Wenzuo, a soldier in the governor's palace. By luck, my servant brought a roe deer. I wonder if your highness would be willing to honor him and dine with him!"
A figure appeared at the door of the tent, vaguely resembling Fu Yulong. Wang Wenzuo was about to bow down and bow, but he heard the man say: "I accept the good intention of joining the army! But I am a little tired today, let's wait for another day!"
When Wang Wenzuo saw Fu Yulong's polite refusal, he was about to leave. Suddenly a gust of cold wind blew, and the bonfire nearby flickered. The firelight shone on Fu Yulong's face, which was full of tears. Wang Wenzuo's heart moved and he said in a deep voice: "General, there are still some things. If you want to ask for advice, please ask His Highness to meet you!"
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 doing things. He was trusted by Liu Renyuan, Liu Rengui and others. He was regarded as a star of hope in the Tang army of Baekje. Such a person is something that a man like himself, who has subjugated his country, cannot afford to offend.
"That's it! Then please ask the king to join the army and wait for a moment while I go to clean up the tent!"
"Don't dare, the general will wait outside the tent!" Wang Wenzuo saw Fu Yu Long agreed, and bowed quickly, then stepped back a few steps and stood a little further away to wait. After a while, a person came out of the tent: "Xiao Wang is already well, please join the army!"
Wang Wenzuo quickly gathered his clothes and bowed down: "Your Highness, please!"
Wang Wenzuo led the way, Fu Yulong followed behind, and there was only a gray-headed man in his fifties or sixties accompanying him. When Wang Wenzuo saw this, he forced a smile and said: "Your Highness is quite frugal and self-sufficient, I will admire you!"
"What's the point of being frugal and self-sufficient!" Fu Yulong said with a bitter smile: "People who have subjugated their country are lucky to be able to survive. How can they dare to think of anything else?"
"Why did your Highness say this?" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "The emperor has decreed that you be the king of Baekje. The sage's golden words, once spoken, are like arrows leaving the string, and there is no reason to look back."
Fu Yulong said nothing, but silence itself was the answer. Yes, he is a smart person like me. Even if he is a fool, he will become smarter after experiencing everything. Suffering is a good medicine for increasing wisdom, but no one is willing to drink it! Wang Wenzuo sighed secretly and quickened his pace.
With his tent in sight, and the embarrassing journey over, Wang Wenzuo breathed a sigh of relief, hurriedly took two steps forward, and shouted loudly: "His Royal Highness is here, hurry up to greet him!"
There was a commotion in the tent. After a while, several men rushed out and stood beside the fire. Wang Wenzuo looked at Cui Hongdu and Yuan Aolie, who were full of oil, and finally decided to pretend not to see them.
"No need to be polite, everyone, please sit down!"
No matter what Fu Yulong thought in his heart, at least on the surface he maintained the dignity of the Tang Dynasty king. He smiled and nodded to Cui Hongdu and Yuan Aolie, praised Wang Wenzuo for the bravery of his men, and then repeatedly gave in to Wang Wenzuo. Only then did he sit in the main seat. After this process, Cui Hongdu and Yuan Aolie no longer dared to look down on each other, and sat down on both sides of them respectfully.
"You are not allowed to drink alcohol in the military camp today!" Wang Wenzuo carefully cut off the fattest piece from the roe deer, placed it on a wooden plate and presented it with both hands: "You are neglecting Your Highness!"
"The king is interested in joining the army!" Fu Yulong took the wooden plate but did not eat: "Tonight, we will no longer talk about the distinction between superior and inferior, everyone can do whatever they want!"
"Since His Highness has an order, I will obey it!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile. After hearing this, Cui Hongdu and Yuan Aolie breathed a sigh of relief and said in unison: "Thank you for your generosity, Your Highness!"
Sancho came to the fire, deftly decomposed the roasted roe deer, and then separated the people around the fire. At this time, everyone was already hungry. Seeing Wang Wenzuo move his hands, they also started to eat. For a moment the fire was filled with the sounds of chewing and the grinding of teeth and bones. Seeing the eating faces of everyone around the fire, Fu Yulong suddenly gained an appetite and ate quickly.
This roe deer only weighs twenty or thirty pounds. It only weighs more than ten pounds of meat without its fur, internal organs, and bones. However, there are seven or eight people around the fire, and they are all strong men. They can only eat half full of meat. After dividing the roe deer meat, , Sancho brought some dry biscuits, put them by the fire, and roasted them until they were soft enough to eat. Fu Yulong also got a piece. After taking two bites, he couldn't stop eating. Seeing that Wang Wenzuo and others were eating with gusto. , I had to force myself to stuff it into my mouth.
While everyone was eating, Sanqiu brought some more drinks. Fu Yulong couldn't see clearly what they were. He only felt sour in his mouth, but it was refreshing, so he asked casually: "Wang Canjun, what is in this?" ? It’s sour but also refreshing!”
"Oh, it's a soup made from willow bark, wild fruits and buds!" Wang Wenzuo said with a smile: "There are many diseases in the army. Drinking this soup can prevent diseases, so I asked the army cooks to cook some from time to time. Take it, sergeant!”
