SEC Chapter 332 Xue Rengao's Wrath
Chapter 332 Xue Rengao's Wrath
After cooking for a while, Lü Xiao picked up a piece of tofu and put it in his mouth. It was so hot that he kept panting, but he couldn't bear to spit it out.
To be honest, there's definitely some truth to this.
The salty and savory flavors of the pickled vegetables, the tender and smooth texture of the tofu, and the deliciousness of the broth blend together to create a unique taste.
Especially now that I'm so relaxed, I'm enjoying my food even more, eating one bite after another without being able to stop.
"I can't stand that kind of hardship, this stuff tastes much better."
Yuwen Chenglong grabbed a leg of lamb and said as he ate it.
If he wasn't mistaken, Yang You might be eating worse than Lü Xiao right now; he might not even be able to get a hot meal.
"Eating pickled vegetables and tofu... even the emperor..."
Lu Xiao swallowed his words halfway through, almost biting his tongue.
It was somewhat treasonous, and although Yang Guang couldn't hear it, it wouldn't be good if it got out.
"Your Highness, please allow this humble general to have a taste."
Pei Yuanqing sat to the side, but it did not affect his enthusiasm for eating at all.
He picked up his chopsticks and put them in the pot, then stuffed a piece of tofu into his mouth. He grimaced from the heat, but nodded repeatedly.
Lu Xiao did not stop them; wounded soldiers should be treated well, and they could eat whatever they wanted.
Just then, cavalry from the foreign lands outside the pass rushed towards them, their hooves thundering and dust billowing.
The speed is increasing, and it's getting closer and closer.
A dark mass of riders, numbering at least a thousand.
Once they reached the range of the arrows, the cavalry halted their advance.
One by one, they pulled on the reins, the warhorses neighed, and their front hooves rose high.
"Lu Xiao, come out!"
Xue Rengao raised his riding whip and shouted at the gate, his voice full of anger and impatience.
Damn it, Lu Xiao has been holding Yumen Pass for half a month, but he has no intention of advancing and hasn't even sent out a scout.
As a result, Yang You, that glutton, gained about ten pounds since they caught him, and his face became much rounder.
Especially these days, Yang You's taste has become picky again.
They only eat lambs, one a day.
Is this a prisoner-of-war or a father-in-law?
"Um?"
Lu Xiao stood up, holding his bowl, and while eating tofu, he looked at Xue Rengao below the door, quite puzzled.
What's the point of bringing such a small group? It doesn't seem like they're here to tackle a challenge.
"Are you actually a subject of the Sui Dynasty? Are you Yang You's uncle?"
When Xue Rengao saw Lü Xiao, he asked the question that had been on everyone's mind, his voice full of accusation and resentment.
Could their intelligence be wrong?
Is Lü Xiao not Yang You's uncle-in-law?
But who is Yang Ruyi, whom Lü Xiao married?
Wasn't Yang Ruyi Yang Guang's daughter?
Isn't she Yang You's aunt?
Why doesn't this relationship make sense?
"How is His Highness the Prince of Dai?"
Lu Xiao asked calmly, as if he were chatting with a neighbor.
Sure enough, these enemies couldn't sit still.
"Good, very good. We've already removed both of his arms! He's a cripple!"
Xue Rengao cursed and brandished his whip, wishing he could rush up and lash Lü Xiao a few times.
"The Prince of Dai is no longer a complete person and is no longer able to inherit the throne."
"In that case, I must defend Yumen Pass even more firmly."
After finishing his sentence, Lü Xiao turned around, sat back down, and continued eating his pickled vegetables and tofu, not even bothering to glance at Xue Rengao again.
"..."
Xue Rengao's lips twitched slightly, his face turned ashen, and veins bulged on his forehead.
He felt something was off, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.
It felt like punching cotton; you couldn't get any power in.
He quickly realized what was happening.
If Lü Xiao truly doesn't want to save Yang You, and truly doesn't take Yang You seriously.
Then weren't they just withdrawing from Jincheng and other places for nothing, handing over the territory to the imperial court?
Even if they implemented a scorched-earth policy, burning all the grain and killing all the people, they still wouldn't gain any advantage.
Yuwen Chenglong, holding a bowl of tofu, shouted towards the area beyond the pass, his voice full of smugness and mockery:
"Xue Rengao, you're already crying!"
Now he understands how he faced Cheng Yaojin back then.
At that time, he was even more anxious than Xue Rengao, so anxious that he jumped up and down and cursed.
"No, where's my porcelain pot?"
As Lü Xiao sat down, he suddenly realized that not only was the tofu gone, but the porcelain pot was also missing.
All I saw was Pei Yuanqing holding a porcelain cauldron, burying his head in it and drinking wildly.
He gulped down the soup, his mouth full of it, looking like a starving ghost reincarnated.
"Is it really necessary?"
Seeing this, Lü Xiao felt relieved, shook his head, and sighed.
He ate from the porcelain pot, so what else did he say?
"After eating so many delicacies, it's nice to change things up. Your Highness's salted vegetable and tofu stew is even more delicious than the imperial dishes in the palace."
Yuwen Chenglong turned around, put down his bowl, wiped his mouth, and was very satisfied with today's meal.
He used to feel like he couldn't eat without meat, but today was an exception.
"Burp~"
Pei Yuanqing put the porcelain pot down; it had been completely emptied, not even a drop of soup remained.
"Are you a pig? Haven't you eaten in eight hundred years?"
Yuwen Chenglong wanted to eat some more, but it was all gone, not even a scrap of tofu was left for him.
He glared at Pei Yuanqing, wishing he could throw the glutton off the city wall.
"It's human nature to eat more if it tastes good, what's the problem?"
Pei Yuanqing wiped his mouth and said nonchalantly, completely unconcerned about Yuwen Chenglong's complaints.
"I'm going to rest for a bit. Tell the brothers that we'll be advancing in a couple of days."
After Lü Xiao finished speaking, he went down from the city wall.
The Sui army had already captured Wuwei, and grain began to be transported here from Daxing in a steady stream.
These foreigners are getting impatient and anxious, so we can catch them off guard and wipe them out.
"good!"
Yuwen Chenglong was extremely excited, clenching his fists and his eyes gleaming with excitement.
Is it finally time to strike?
He waited and longed for half a month, and finally this day came.
Then he, the White Dragon of the Waves, can also display his divine power in the desert.
"I want to join the war too!"
Pei Yuanqing's injuries healed for a while, and although he was not completely cured, he recovered to some extent and could run and jump again.
Not to mention being the first to charge into battle and slay generals, but rather engaging in one-on-one duels on the battlefield
In the chaos of battle, it's no problem to fight back and forth a few times, and it's also possible to kill a few soldiers.
"Your injuries haven't fully healed yet, have they? Don't die on the way, and then we'll have to collect your body."
Yuwen Chenglong pursed his lips, his eyes filled with inquiry.
"Don't worry, that's enough."
Pei Yuanqing was deeply moved, even though Yuwen Chenglong and he were always bickering and sabotaging each other, and they would fight whenever they met.
But he still cared about him, and he remembered this kindness.
"I'm not worried about you at all. I'm afraid you'll die in the west and drag me down with you."
Yuwen Chenglong said with a loud laugh.
"Tsk, you should worry about yourself."
"Don't let yourself get surrounded after charging into enemy lines; then I'll have to come rescue you."
Pei Yuanqing chuckled. He could tell that Yuwen Chenglong genuinely cared about him, but was just being stubborn.
That's just how people are; they can be sharp-tongued, but they're warm-hearted than anyone else.