The earth-shaking noise in the middle of the night naturally did not escape Fan Zeng, who was very close to the main tent.
He was extremely worried about Xiang Yu's willful behavior and his stupid move of killing the surrendered and massacring the city, but he also placed his hopes on Lu Bu, so when his personal soldiers did not return, he waited anxiously for news.
I tossed and turned all night, never really closing my eyes.
Unlike the heartless Long Qie, who was fast asleep and only waited until the next daybreak to attack the plain and slaughter all the civilians as ordered.
It was late at night and everyone was asleep when there was a sudden and terrible noise. Almost half of the people in the camp were woken up. Naturally, some officers who were unaware of the situation rushed over to check.
They were all stopped by the personal soldiers who were waiting outside the tent faithfully, but they were vague about the specific reasons.
When they heard that there were only General Lu and the king in the tent, even if the questioners had thousands of guesses, neither of them dared to offend. So they kept their questions to themselves and went back obediently.
Fan Zeng sent someone to inquire and was surprised to learn that Fengxian was so far-sighted and understood the king's behavior so well that he returned earlier than the personal soldiers he sent to deliver the message.
After the surprise, there was a sense of relief.
Although I don’t know how Fengxian wants to persuade the king to change his mind... But in this huge camp, only Fengxian, who has the king’s favor, can do this.
—Fan Zeng never dared to dream that there was a brave man in the world who would dare to raise his fist and curse the fool for his rude "Wu Jian" because the Overlord refused to listen to his advice.
At the main account office, Xiang Yu ordered someone to bring a doctor to treat the injuries on him and Fengxian.
Although the doctor was rudely awakened from his sleep by the soldiers, he was so frightened when he heard that it was the Overlord who summoned him that he broke out in a sweat and dared not say a word of complaint.
He did not dare to delay for a moment. He picked up the wooden box and was led to the main tent with great trepidation.
Because his mind was not yet clear, he missed the secretive expression on the soldier's face.
When he looked up after entering the tent, he was caught off guard to see that the usually majestic King of Chu had several shocking purple bruises on his face, but he looked unaware of it. He was so shocked that he almost lost his soul.
Oh my God!
How come the Overlord, who was unharmed in broad daylight, now looks so bruised and battered
He didn't dare to look at it any longer, but that scene had been deeply imprinted in his mind, filling him with fear. He couldn't help but curse those personal soldiers who had diverted the blame a thousand times.
Did he say it or not
However, he was in the main tent, so he had no choice but to cautiously treat the broken bones of the King of Chu who was lying there indifferently, and apply ointment on the bruises, while he glanced at the bed with the curtains drawn and there was obviously someone lying on it.
I wonder who is lying on the couch, and how he could beat the brave and unrivaled King of Chu into this state!
He was filled with panic, but couldn't control his wild speculations.
Fortunately, Xiang Yu was lost in thought at the time and did not notice his uncontrollable trembling expression.
In addition, he was in good health and had avoided vital parts during the fight based on his experience, so it was not too difficult for the doctor to treat him. He did not even take this minor injury seriously.
As soon as the doctor retreated, Xiang Yu came back to his senses, sat up, stretched his limbs a little, and felt that he could move freely. Then he signaled the doctor with his eyes to treat his beloved general on the bed.
The doctor's face was full of struggle, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.
What are you delaying
Xiang Yu frowned in displeasure and was about to give another order when the doctor responded first.
Even though he was worried, he was still worried that if he concealed the truth, he would be beheaded and silenced. So he gritted his teeth and reminded in a trembling voice: "Do you want to apply medicine to the wound on your face?"
Are there any injuries on his face
When Xiang Yu heard this, his brows furrowed even tighter and he rubbed his face subconsciously.
Because of the rough fingertips, he rubbed the injured area without knowing how much pressure, and a dull pain suddenly came.
"Wipe it off."
Xiang Yu said nonchalantly.
Although he values etiquette and appearance, it is mostly reflected in his attire, words and deeds, and he does not care much about his appearance.
—There was no mirror in the tent, so he had no way of knowing how noticeable the scar was.
After receiving the order from the King of Chu himself, the doctor felt relieved. He did not dare to be careless and applied the medicine carefully, suppressing his trembling hands.
Xiang Yu let him apply the medicine. His expression was stern, but his eyes were empty and his mind had flown away to who knows where.
After finally applying the medicine, the doctor felt as if he had walked on the tip of a knife countless times. He stepped back respectfully and went to treat the man lying on the couch as ordered.
Lu Bu was still sleeping soundly. Although he didn't know that the doctor was treating his wounds with fear and trepidation, he was used to being served.
He felt someone touching his body, which was tingling and numb. He frowned in dissatisfaction and groaned a few times, which frightened the doctor so much that he dared not move. However, he just smacked his lips a few times and turned over lazily.
The doctor was able to recognize him; this was General Lu, whom the king had valued the most.
No matter how hard he racked his brains, he couldn't figure out why General Lu was so bold as to fight against the Overlord, resulting in both sides suffering losses.
What is even more incomprehensible is how the other party could sleep safely on the king's couch after committing such a heinous crime.
How dare he ask
He was extremely nervous and took great pains to finally treat all the injuries of the sleeping tiger. He then had time to wipe the sweat from his forehead, let down the curtain again, and bid farewell to the Overlord who had remained silent throughout.
Xiang Yu, who was brought back to his senses, raised his eyelids indifferently, said "hmm" lightly, and allowed him to leave.
Not long after the doctor escaped, Fan Zeng and Long Ju, who were summoned, arrived one after another. After being informed by the soldiers, they rushed into the tent together.
Fan Zeng walked with a brisk pace, with hidden expectations, while Long Qie was unaware of the situation and walked casually with a confused look on his face.
Although the two had their own thoughts, they were both shocked when they saw the once majestic and awe-inspiring King of Chu with two bruises on his face that were made more conspicuous by the white ointment, and they stopped in their tracks subconsciously.
Seeing the two people's inexplicable loss of composure, Xiang Yu was puzzled, but he did not think about the minor injuries on his face. He frowned and said, "Sit down."
He had changed into casual clothes, so none of his injuries were noticeable, except for his bruised face.
Long Ju's mouth was still wide open, almost enough to fit an egg in it, until Xiang Yu gave him a second warning glance, then he hurriedly looked away and sat down with a look of wanton concealment on his face.
After being shocked, Fan Zeng suddenly realized something. The first thought that came to his mind was worry about Fengxian's safety, and he was deeply touched.
—He never thought that Fengxian was so fierce that he dared to risk his life to make a military remonstration in order to persuade King Xiang!
Xiang Yu was slow to begin with, and he had important matters to discuss, so his mind was focused on changing his strategy, so he didn't notice the strange expressions of the two men.
He had made up his mind and would not hesitate. He said calmly, "Fengxian has advised me that it is indeed inappropriate to massacre the city and kill the prisoners. It will hurt the people's hearts and hurt justice. I asked you two to come here to humbly ask for the great plan of peace. Please give me some advice."
The tone sounded calm and light, but it stirred up a storm in Fan Zeng's heart!
Even though he had expected this, he was still excited and heartbroken when he actually heard that the king, who had always been stubborn and headstrong, had changed his mind overnight because of Fengxian's advice.
If we talk about someone who has such weight when giving advice to the king, apart from Fengxian, the only one is Xiang Bo.
But Xiang Bo was so cruel that he took advantage of this opportunity to betray the king and harm the Chu camp.
Unlike Fengxian, who was devoted to Chu, worked hard, and always planned for the king.
Moreover, considering the king's pride, since he was willing to accept Fengxian's advice, Fengxian should be able to carry out this daring act without any danger to his life.
Long Qie was confused by what he heard - why did it change again
However, he was not a river bandit like Ying Bu who was accustomed to killing people. Although he was warlike and greedy for merit by nature, he could not be said to be fond of killing civilians.
Apart from being surprised, I didn't really care.
After all, he had followed Xiang Yu for many years, and he was used to his king's sudden changes of mind and orders from one day to the next.
Long Qie yawned secretly.
—Anyway, he will just follow orders quietly, so don't ask him to come up with any advice.
It was also thanks to the fact that the entire Chu army regarded the unparalleled King Xiang as a god and remained loyal to him.
Even though King Xiang was moody and often changed his war plans, they just listened silently and never raised any objections.
Seeing that Xiang Yu was willing to change his mind and asked for advice in person, there was no reason for Fan Zeng not to be loyal and offer advice.
The more humbly Xiang Yu asked, the more Fan Zeng taught him.
When he heard Lu Bu's advice from the king, he felt that although the other party seemed to act in a rough and disorganized manner, he was actually very meticulous, had a long-term vision and was truly a rare loyal and wise general.
Long Qie was almost sleepy as he listened to the talk. He thought for a while that since there was no more war to fight, it seemed that he would not be needed in the future, whether it was to send lobbyists or to appease the people.
I simply used hunger as an excuse to grease my feet.
As soon as Long Ju ran away, Lu Bu woke up.
He was in a daze, but was annoyed by Fan Zeng's nagging that sounded like Chen Gongtai's in his ears.
His beautiful dream of 'stomping on Liu Haozi, chopping off big-eared Liu, making the snake-spear-eyed thief howl in anger while he laughed' suddenly changed into a weird nightmare in which the audacious Chen Gongtai grabbed his neck, yelled at him, and forced him to come up with some advice.
This Chen Gongtai really doesn't know what's good for him. He's becoming more and more arrogant. Does he really think that I won't dare to beat him just because I'm afraid of hurting him
Lu Bu snorted a few times in annoyance and opened his eyes with a ferocious look.
His mind was still not clear, and he suddenly thought he was in the trap camp tent. When he was about to sit up quickly, the force pulled on his injuries and he cried out in pain on the spot!
Xiang Yu looked at him expressionlessly, his brows slightly furrowed.
Fan Zeng, who had no idea that there was someone lying behind the curtain, was shocked on the spot.
When Lu Bu recovered from his breath, his face twitching with pain, he lifted the curtain and got off the bed very slowly. He immediately met the eyes of Xiang Yu and Fan Zeng who were in formal attire discussing matters.
For some reason, he always felt that the face of old man Fan with white hair and beard seemed to have a bit more... a kind of kindness that made his scalp tingle
Just when Lu Bu suspected that he was seeing things, Fan Zeng had already stood up with a dexterity that did not match his age.
Although Fan Zeng is old, he is by no means blind.
On the contrary, he seemed to have a pair of sharp eyes, so he could see clearly at a glance that Lu Bu was wrapped in white cloth and his Overlord-style pajamas.
And considering that he was lying calmly on the Overlord's couch... in a flash, he had roughly pictured the scene of Wu Jian's attack last night in his mind.
Since there was no problem with Fengxian, he felt relieved.
In his mind, Fan Zeng's evaluation of Lu Bu's martial arts was as good as that of the Overlord, but he did not show any of it on his face. He just smiled slightly, said he would go and arrange some matters first, and then slowly withdrew.
Lü Bu, who had just woken up in the tent, and Xiang Yu, who had a sullen look on his face, stared at each other for a while. Finally, Xiang Yu spoke first, saying something that seemed to come out of nowhere: "Breakfast is ready."
Lu Bu hesitated for a moment, then said slowly: "Then... let's eat first?"
Xiang Yu nodded modestly.
The two of them finished their breakfast in silence, and Xiang Yu suddenly said, "Fengxian has made great contributions this time, and he deserves a generous reward."
Lu Bu's neck stiffened, and he didn't even bother to wipe the oil from the corners of his mouth. He looked up in disbelief, as if he was looking at an unprecedented fool.
He couldn't help but suspect that this calm and composed fool king with a colorful face might have been beaten silly by the beating he had given him earlier.
If he were to throw a punch at his subordinate, he wouldn't care why they were loyal to him. He would just be upset that his handsome face was beaten into a state he couldn't face in public...
He did not give the other party a beating with a military stick, which was considered as atonement for his crime.
How could he be so stupid—would you be so generous as to make him a king
Because of the ups and downs of the previous night and the rare opportunity to have a satisfying battle, Xiang Yu accidentally forgot the word "foolish man". Little did he know that his beloved general, although seemingly flattered, actually had such treasonous thoughts in his heart.
He stared at Fengxian, and said in a rare friendly manner: "Once the war is over, Fengxian, are you willing to go to the King of Yan?"
In Xiang Yu's view, Fengxian first killed Ziying, then beheaded four Han generals, then killed Xiong Xin, then eliminated the traitor, and then quickly pacified the rebellious king of Yan, and finally stopped him from making the big mistake of massacring the city... With such great achievements, he should have been made king long ago.
Since it was Fengxian who personally put down the rebellion in Yan, it was also legitimate for him to ascend the throne.
Fengxian was both intelligent and brave. Although he was not a Yan person, he had ways to win over the Yan people.
Xiang Yu thought this arrangement was appropriate, but unexpectedly, Lu Bu, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes wide as if he had seen a ghost, and did not appreciate it at all!
Lu Bu had just finished his meal and had no time to rest for a while when he was unexpectedly hit by this stupid king's stupid move again.
If he hadn't been injured, he would have jumped up on the spot, but his reaction was also fierce enough: "This cannot be done!!!"
How come no matter how much he tried to persuade her, this reckless man just wanted to leave the good fruit of unifying the world unpicked and had to cut it into small pieces and scatter them one by one? !
If King Mang was really determined not to take over the world, then how long would he have to wait before he could lead his troops to conquer the corners of Bashu? !
Lu Bu was so angry that his head hurt, and he felt that all the wounds on his body began to ache, causing his face to twist and grimaced.
After the pain subsided, he lay listlessly on the coffee table, sighing.
-After his injuries are healed, he will try to get back the muscular body and calluses from his previous life. Then he will find a flaw and push this foolish king who relies on brute force to the ground again, and beat him until he cries and begs for mercy!
Lu Bu reacted violently, and Xiang Yu was puzzled.
All the men in the world fight bravely, all hoping to be promoted to higher positions and become kings one day.
Only Fengxian was willing to give him advice at the risk of his life to prevent him from making mistakes, and was willing to travel thousands of miles to fight for the sake of the State of Chu. However, when faced with the throne bestowed by him personally, he absolutely refused to accept it.
Xiang Yu quietly stared at Fengxian, who was dejected for some reason, with a myriad of confusion lingering in his heart, but his eyes... were unknowingly gentle.