mtl008 Chapter 106 How come the general was drunk for a whole day?
Chapter 106 How come the general was drunk for a whole day?
Everyone outside the tent looked at Wen Nian in unison, all with nervous expressions, when they saw Wen Nian enter the tent.
Gongsun Pu couldn't help but say, "Although I know that the general treats Deputy General Wen very well, I never thought that he was so partial to him. If the general was injured, would he hide it from us?"
Pei Liang, Meng Qi and others all looked a little strange, especially Meng Qi, who scratched his head as if he didn't know what to do. Ever since he was in the same tent with Zong Yanli, he knew that Zong Yanli might have some unspeakable secrets.
Wen Nian was originally jokingly called Zong Yanli's "house slave". Zong Yanli had things that he couldn't talk about, so it was normal that only Wen Nian knew about it...
Although Monkey didn't know what was going on, he was probably forced to do so since the general had given the order.
"Let the military doctor prepare." Pei Liang was calm. He was used to the fact that every time Zong Yanli was injured, he would hide in the tent and lick his wounds like a lion or a lone wolf, never letting them see him.
Pei Liang didn't know whether Zong Yanli wanted to maintain the general's dignity, or wanted to show his bravery and fearlessness in front of the soldiers, or whether he still did not trust them?
He thought maybe they all did, or maybe everyone had their own secrets, and since the general didn't want them to know, they just obeyed, that's all.
The people outside the tent did not leave, and Gongsun Pu took this opportunity to ask about the details of General Pei Liang's visit to Jin.
At this time, Zong Yanli in the tent felt extremely uncomfortable.
She pulled at the armor on her body, her breathing became more and more rapid, her legs became weak and she fell on the couch, she clamped her legs together in unbearable pain, her back felt a little numb and the friction of her clothes made her want to scream out, but Zong Yanli had a very strong will, he gritted his teeth and said nothing.
"General!?" Wen Nian saw Zong Yanli lying on the couch when he entered the tent. He looked a little nervous. He strode forward and asked, "Are you injured?"
"Don't, don't come over..." Zong Yanli only heard Wen Nian's voice and felt her lower abdomen tighten. The unbearable feeling made her want to scream out loud. In the end, she bit her tongue fiercely and tasted the pain and the smell of blood before she could suppress it.
"That damned old bastard Wu Jian'an!" Zong Yanli couldn't hold back her voice. Normally, why would she speak in such a gentle tone? The tone of her voice was completely different...
“How dare you use such a poisonous drug to humiliate me…” Zong Yanli couldn’t help but burst into tears, but he still suppressed them tightly, and refused to even remove his helmet and visor. He was trembling with endurance, and said to Wen Nian: “You, go get me some water. I want cold water, the colder the better…”
Zong Yanli stopped talking, fearing that he would not be able to help but make a strange sound.
Wen Nian's pupils shrank slightly, and he suddenly thought of the last bowl of wine Zong Yanli drank. His face turned a little ugly and he said, "I will go and ask the military doctor to come."
Zong Yanli swallowed his saliva, his eyes were red with suppression: "Useless, go get some water!"
Wu Jian'an really chose a good opportunity. They stayed in the Jin army's tent for too long. Do you think the troops in the back mountain of the Jin army were really led by Zong Yanhongjing?
Of course not. Zong Yanli was just borrowing his father's military flag to create momentum. The soldiers and horses that seemed to stretch for miles in the mountains were actually only real soldiers around them, and there was no one in the middle, only torches stuck in the ground.
As long as the Jin army is given more time, the scouts will be exposed if they go to investigate again!
Zong Yanli knew very well that the longer she stayed, the more dangerous it would be. She knew that there was something different about the wine in the wine bag, but she could only guess that the wine was non-toxic after determining that it did not have any murderous intent. Then, when she saw the thin man who came to toast her and drank a pot of wine with her, Zong Yanli's guess was further confirmed.
In the enemy camp surrounded by thousands of soldiers, all she could do was to make the most favorable judgment for herself and seek benefits and avoid harm.
There seemed to be some ruthlessness in Zong Yanli's eyes. She gritted her teeth and drew out her long knife, then cut her thigh cleanly. The pain in her flesh and blood made her sober up a lot, and even the heat in her body subsided a lot.
"General!?" When Wen Nian entered with a bucket of water, he saw Zong Yanli sitting on the step with a long knife in his hand and a fierce look on his face. He raised his hand and cut another bloody mark on his arm.
Wen Nian walked forward and held Zong Yanli's hand. Zong Yanli, without taking off his mask, raised his eyes to look at Wen Nian. His usually cold and stern eyes were now struggling and confused, as if he was forcing himself to calm down.
Wen Nian opened his mouth and whispered, "I have already dismissed everyone outside the tent."
He stared at Zong Yanli and said, "General, I am willing to give you the antidote..."
Zong Yanli's body trembled slightly, and he stared at Wen Nian with a hoarse voice and said, "Do you know what you are doing?"
"General, do you think hurting yourself is the solution?" Wen Nian said as he stepped back half a step and knelt in front of Zong Yanli, "Please allow me, General!"
"..."
Zong Yanli suddenly raised the long sword in her hand and placed it on Wen Nian's neck. Her hand holding the long sword was a little unstable, and the lust in her eyes became more and more intense. She sneered and put the long sword against Wen Nian's neck and said, "Give me the antidote? It's the way to death, you want to come too?"
Wen Nian knelt on the ground motionless, his eyes seemed to be stained with ink, staring deeply at Zong Yanli without saying a word.
The atmosphere in the tent seemed to suddenly become stagnant. Zong Yanli seemed to be unable to bear it any longer and threw the long sword in his hand, but because of his unstable breathing and limited strength, he knocked over the candle next to him and extinguished it.
The light in the tent suddenly dimmed. Zong Yanli reached out with trembling hands to take off the armor covering his head, and said to Wen Nian in a hoarse voice: "Take off my armor for me."
The back of Zong Yanli, who had taken off her armor, was already covered in sweat. She had never been a shy person, and she grabbed Wen Nian's arm fiercely and pressed him down on the bed, then sat astride his chest.
There was no extreme ambiguity, nor any close yet distant pulling, she really just regarded it as an antidote.
"General..." Wen Nian wanted to reach out and hold her waist.
"Shut up." Zong Yanli's face was tense. He put his hands around Wen Nian's neck and held him down without giving him a chance to speak.
The pain and pleasure at that moment almost made Zong Yanli lose his voice. The red at the corners of his eyes was so charming. Wen Nian felt Zong Yanli trembling, and against the light he saw Zong Yanli with his head tilted back and eyes closed. His black hair was disheveled and his messy underwear revealed the thin muscles on his arms so obviously.
The white bandage inside the inner garment was wrapped around his bulging chest, his waist and abdominal muscles were so beautiful, and the scars visible everywhere on his shoulders and back made Wen Nian's eyes gradually darken.
He reached out and touched the scar on Zong Yanli's waist. She had too many scars on her body that he had never seen before...
"Don't move..." Zong Yanli was extremely unbearable, breathing rapidly and gasping, as if he hated the tone of his own voice. Zong Yanli pulled off his underwear and stuffed it into his mouth and bit it.
"If I don't move, how can the general be rescued?" Wen Nian pulled Zong Yanli's hand and sat up. His rough and hot palm supported Zong Yanli's lower back. His eyes fell on the wound on her shoulder. This wound was so familiar.
I was hurt by him at the beginning...
Wen Nian's breath was hot, and for the first time he came so close to her and kissed the scar on her shoulder.
Zong Yanli was frightened and seemed to want to retreat, but Wen Nian tightened his arms and turned the passive situation into active one.
It is the beginning of the antidote, but after the indulgence, how much of it is due to the temptation of desire?
The sound in the tent was quiet until the afterglow of sunset spread all over the earth. Zong Yanli sat on the bed and tied her hair, put on her armor again, reached out to take the helmet and put it on, bent down to pick up the long sword and stood up again. She once again became the commander Zong Yanli.
"Clean up the tent." Zong Yanli turned and looked at Wen Nian. Zong Yanli, who had regained his usual calm demeanor, spoke in a cold tone, as if the person he had spent a day with was someone else. There was not a single extra emotion in his dark eyes.
"What happened today can be treated as if it never happened." Zong Yanli tightly grasped the long sword at his waist, turned around calmly and walked out of the tent.
Wen Nian stood beside the couch, staring at Zong Yanli's departing figure in military armor. He clenched his hands at his sides, turned his head to see the messy and dirty bed and bedding. He lowered his eyes to hide the complicated emotions in them, bent down to pick up the bedding, and squatted beside the bucket to wash it.
After Zong Yanli left the tent, Meng Qi and the others who were waiting outside the camp breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly came up to him and asked, "General!?"
Zong Yanli paused. No one could see her face, which was completely covered by the mask. All that could be seen were her pair of black pupils, and her expression was as cold and stern as ever.
"Wen Nian said you were drunk!" Monkie asked loudly, "Did they put some kind of drug in the wine? How come the general was drunk for a whole day?"
"..." Zong Yanli's breath stagnated slightly, and he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Well, there is indeed something strange in the wine."
"I told you so!" Monk's expression showed that it was just as he expected. Others might not know, but he must know that his own general could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk. How could he get drunk with just a few glasses of wine and not leave the tent for a whole day?
Zong Yanli tilted his head with a deep look in his eyes and said, "Go to the meeting camp and ask Gongsun Pu and Pei Liang to come over."
Meng Qi quickly agreed and turned to look at Zong Yanli. He felt that the general didn't look very happy today...
In the meeting camp, Gongsun Pu and Pei Liang, who had heard the news, came and saw Zong Yanli sitting in the tent. They were relieved. After the two of them came forward to greet him, Zong Yanli waved his hand and said, "Sit down."
Gongsun Pu stared at Zong Yanli and asked, "Is the general okay?"
"Nothing, maybe I just slept for a while because I didn't get enough rest for a long time." Zong Yanli raised his head and looked at Gongsun Pu and the others and said, "Prince Shou is dead. This time, the State of Jin has set us up, so we won't be able to fight any more wars."
"It was my mistake. I never expected that the State of Jin would dare to kill King Shou right under my nose." Pei Liang said with his head lowered in shame.
Zong Yanli waved his hand, intending to appease Pei Liang, and then looked at the two and said, "The letter from Jin to the world has a far-reaching impact on Wu State. What good ideas do you have?"
Pei Liang frowned in deep thought. His original idea was to rescue Prince Shou and then have him write...
Gongsun Pu stood up and said with a smile: "General, didn't Prince Shou already write the letter?"
Zong Yanli was startled and looked up at him, then he saw Gongsun Pu take out a scroll that he had prepared long ago from his arms. The bloodstained scroll looked particularly real. Gongsun Pu held it up with both hands and presented it to him, saying, "Prince Shou entrusted this to you before his death. Reveal the evil plot of the Jin army!"
"Pu was very angry after reading it, and he announced this book to the world!" Gongsun Pu said it with great righteousness.
Zong Yanli raised his hand and let Gao Feilin take the scroll from Gongsun Pu's hand. He unfolded it and took a look at it. A smile suddenly appeared in his eyes. When he looked up again, he couldn't help but smiled and said, "Yes, it is indeed written by the Prince Shou himself."
Zong Yanli clenched the scroll in his hand and said, "Prince Shou was murdered by the State of Jin for the sake of the State of Wu. We cannot tolerate their evil deeds!"
Zong Yanli stood up and said in a cold voice: "This general will immediately report this to His Majesty, and I will ask to be the vanguard to avenge the Third Prince, the warrior of Wu State!"
"General, you are wise!" Gongsun Pu and other generals in the tent stood up and bowed loudly.
This letter, written by He Xingliang himself, was sent back to the capital along with He Xingliang's body.
At that time, in front of the two armies, under the gaze of tens of thousands of soldiers, they saw with their own eyes that He Xingliang walked away from the Jin army camp on his own, and saw with their own eyes that He Xingliang fell down only after he arrived at the Wu army camp. So it is reasonable for He Xingliang to take out this "handwritten" letter before he fell down, right?
In the bloodstained handwriting, every word was about the hardships he had experienced being robbed and imprisoned by the State of Jin, and about the evil deeds of the Jin army...
He Xingliang, a descendant of the royal family, was murdered by the Jin army. The king of Wu was heartbroken over the loss of his beloved son and angrily scolded the Jin State for being immoral, slandering the Wu State and harming his son. He immediately declared war on the Jin State.
Zong Yanli risked his life to go deep into the enemy to rescue the emperor, and he was meritorious. I specially promoted him to General Pingxi and ordered him to behead the head of the Jin army! To comfort my son's soul in heaven!
At the same time, he specially ordered the generals defending the three cities of Wunan, Xiuyang and Beian to lead troops to provide assistance.
"General Fang Haocang!"
"General Tian Xingchao!"
"General Peng Hai!"
"Greetings to the General!"
When the troops from the three cities arrived at the military camp, the Mid-Autumn Festival had passed, and our military strength had increased to more than 30,000!
Zong Yanli sat in the general's seat, wrapped in heavy military armor. She leaned on her long sword and raised her hand to call out, "Generals, there is no need to be polite. I should welcome you all, but the war is imminent and I have to excuse you."
Fang Haocang bowed and said, "General, you are too polite! Why don't we wait until we win your first victory before celebrating!"
"Jin State is too bullying! We have been waiting for a long time to vent our anger!" Peng Hai, who looked a bit rough, shouted: "When will the general prepare to go to battle? I will be the vanguard!"
"The Jin State has many cavalrymen, so I should be the vanguard in terms of military strength!" Tian Xingchao said immediately, "General, all the cavalrymen under my command are brave and fierce!"
"Why are you trying to steal the credit before the fight even starts, old man?" Peng Hai got anxious and turned to glare at Tian Xingchao.
Zong Yanli looked at the three men with amusement, raised his hand to stop them from arguing, and then stood up and said, "The three generals have been stationed in the border town for many years. I believe in your bravery, but the commander of the army you and I are facing this time is not an unknown person, but Wu Jian'an, the Grand Tutor Wu."
Zong Yanli said in a serious tone: "Don't be careless."