Chapter 870 - Chapter 870: Chapter 579
Chapter 870: Chapter 579
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“Thirty strokes of the cane?” Meng Wu was shocked to hear Deputy General Chen’s report.
Deputy General Chen replied, “Yes, I heard that he was even sent to join the cooks.”
Meng Wu fell into deep thought. “Could it be that I guessed wrongly? Song
Huan has nothing to do with the Bulwark Duke’s residence?”
“I don’t know, but after Song Huan fainted, she was taken away by the Bulwark Duke. The d.u.c.h.ess personally carried her into the carriage,” Deputy General Chen said.
Meng Wu was even more confused. “Taken away?
“Yes, they went to General Xiao’s residence. They should be preparing to stay there.”
Xiao Qirui had his own residence in Nanling Pa.s.s, but ever since the war with the Wu Kingdom, he had been living in the military camp and rarely returned to the residence.
The two of them came from Chang’an. With the relationship between the Duke’s Residence and the General’s residence, it was not strange for them to stay there, but why did they take Song Huan away?
“General, are we still investigating Song Huan?” Deputy General Chen asked.
Meng Wu thought for a moment. “Investigate. By the way, do you know what they did wrong and were punished for?” “It seems to be because they left the city on their own.”
“Got it. You can leave,” Meng Wu said.
As soon as Deputy General Chen left, Meng Shaoyuan and Meng Linyan lifted the curtain and entered. “Father, are you looking for us?”
“Yes.” Meng Wu gestured for the two of them to sit down. “The Bulwark Duke is here. Keep an eye on your subordinates these few days. Don’t let anyone catch you red-handed.”
He woke them up in the middle of the night just for this?
Meng Shaoyuan said indifferently, “He’s just a kid who is still wet behind the ears. Father, aren’t you too nervous?”
Unlike his dissatisfaction. Meng Linvan’s eves clearly flashed with joy when
she heard the words “Bulwark Duke”.
That person really came to Nanling Pa.s.s.
“What do you know?” Meng Wu mocked, “Why do you think he can sit in his current position today? Simply because of his bloodline?”
“Ignore the Wu Kingdom for now.”
“Father, do you think he can turn the tide alone?” Meng Shaoyuan could not figure out why his father was so confident in Song Jingchen. He frowned and said, “If we ignore him now, how can the Wu Kingdom give us a chance to live when the time comes?”
Meng Wu frowned. “You’re right, but the duke…’
Meng Shaoyuan interrupted him and sneered. “Father, why do you think General Xiao came to Nanling Pa.s.s?”
Meng Wu was stunned.
Knowing that he had understood, Meng Shaoyuan narrowed his eyes and leaned over to lower his voice. “Why don’t we…”
In the general’s residence, Shen Yijia helped Song Jinghuan apply the medicine and change into clean clothes. Seeing that she was still unconscious, she muttered, “Didn’t Xiao Qirui go easy on her? Could it be that Sister Huan’s body is too weak?”
She sighed and walked to the table to pour a cup of tea. Sensing something, she froze in place.
There was a knock on the door. Shen Yijia pinched her fingers and walked out to open the door.
“Hubby, why are you here?”
“I see that you haven’t returned to the house…” Song Jingchen looked around the house. “She’s still unconscious?”
Shen Yijia shook her head and said worriedly, “No, Hubby. Sister Huan…’
“Her skin is hard enough to withstand it. Don’t worry.” Song Jingchen comforted her.
The corners of Shen Yijia’s mouth twitched. How could he say that about a young lady?
“Alright, you’ve had a long day. Go back and rest first. I’ll go in and see her,” Song Jingchen said gently.
Shen Yijia tilted her head. She wanted to say that she was still unconscious, but she thought of something and came to a realization.
“Then don’t be fierce to her…” She pursed her lips and said, “1 have something to tell you when you come back.”
Song Jingchen rubbed her head. “Okay.”
It was too late today. They only had time to tidy up a courtyard, so the room they were staying in was not far away.
After watching Shen Yijia return to her room, Song Jingchen turned around and entered the house. He didn’t approach the bed and sat down at the table. He looked at the person lying motionless on the bed and said, “Stop acting.” Song Jinghuan’s body stiffened, but she didn’t open her eyes.
“Do you think I shouldn’t have punished you today?” Song Jingchen poured himself a cup of tea.
“Of course. I’m here to do something beneficial for Great Xia, not to play.” she thought.
As if guessing what she was thinking, Song Jingchen continued, “There’s nothing wrong with destroying the black gunpowder and delaying the siege plan of the Wu Kingdom’s army, but why didn’t you give advice to the higher-ups? You left the city with your subordinates without a word. Do you think that those generals are inferior to you?”
“It’s true that we don’t always obey military orders, but you seem to have forgotten to even report the situation!”
“You took away only nine people today. When you sit in a higher position in the future, are you prepared to let more people die with you?”
“If everyone had the same thoughts as you and fought for themselves, wouldn’t
Nanling Pa.s.s be in chaos?”
Song Jinghuan pursed his lips.
“There was a fierce general in the previous dynasty…” Song Jingchen paused and picked up his teacup to take a sip. He put it down and stood up. “Forget it, think about it carefully. ”
The door closed. Song Jinghuan opened her eyes and looked in the direction of the door, looking confused.
Song Jingchen returned to his room and saw Shen Yijia sitting cross-legged on the bed, staring at her fingers in a daze. He raised his eyebrows and asked, “What are you thinking about?”
Shen Yijia came back to her senses and asked, “Is Sister Huan awake?”
Song Jingchen took off his coat and sat down beside her. He said in amus.e.m.e.nt, “Didn’t you collude with Xiao Qirui to help her? Were you really deceived by that girl?” Shen Yijia puffed up her cheeks. “I’m just worried.”
She was definitely not stupid.
Song Jingchen chuckled. “Don’t you have something to tell me?”
“It’s just that…” Shen Yijia frowned.” My spiritual liquid seems to be gone. ”
The drop of spiritual liquid she had gathered last time cured her mother’s face the day before the wedding.
It had been more than twenty days since then. Normally, another drop should have gathered, but there was nothing in her body.
Because she had been traveling, she did not notice. If not for the fact that she wanted to use the spiritual liquid to treat Sister Huan’s injuries just now…
Song Jingchen was stunned. He grabbed Shen Yijia’s shoulders and asked nervously, “Are you feeling unwell?”
“No.” Shen Yijia shook her head. “I’m not feeling unwell.”
Weren’t they talking about the spiritual liquid now? Why was it related to her body again?
What went wrong that made her beautiful husband think that she was made of tofu?
She was a woman who wasn’t even affected by the plague!
“Really? I’ll get a doctor to take your pulse.” Song Jingchen was still worried.
Shen Yijia quickly pulled him back. “There’s no need to hire a doctor. I’m fine. I feel that I’m full of strength now. I can knock down a cow with a single punch.”
She waved her fist. Sensing something, her face fell again. “I’m just a little hungry.”
As soon as she finished speaking, her stomach rumbled.
The gurgling sound was especially obvious in the silent night.
Shen Yijia blushed.
Song Jingchen was vexed and said with heartache, “I’m sorry, I was negligent. What do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you now.”
Shen Yijia thought to herself, “How could you be negligent? You clearly fed me once before entering the military camp.”
Although she was embarra.s.sed, she could not treat her stomach badly.
“I want porridge.”
“Apart from porridge, is there any meat you want to eat?” Didn’t this girl like to eat meat?
Shen Yijia’s face darkened. “I just want to eat something light.”
Song Jingchen was amused by her expression. “Alright, rest for a while. I’ll make it for you.” Shen Yijia snorted. “I want to go with you.”
“Alright.” Shen Yijia continued, “Carry me.”
“Alright.”
“But the spiritual liquid.
“I’ll ask Mother when she comes.”
Shen Yijia thought that this was the only way, so she put this matter aside for the time being.
The general’s residence had an old man guarding the door and a kitchen maid. Even if Xiao Qirui didn’t come back, there were always ingredients in the kitchen.
After confirming repeatedly that Shen Yijia didn’t want to eat meat, Song Jingchen cooked a pot of porridge.
The cook was a woman in her forties. When she heard the commotion, she came out to check. She saw an extraordinary-looking man feeding his wife porridge in the small kitchen. The cook blushed and wanted to leave, but the two of them had already discovered her and turned around at the same time.
She rubbed her hands uncomfortably and smiled awkwardly. “You don’t have to do it yourself when you’re hungry. Just let me do it.”
“It’s just a bowl of porridge. Auntie, go back and rest,” Song Jingchen said.
The chef was stunned. She did not expect the n.o.ble from the capital to be so approachable. She hurriedly said, “I wouldn’t dare to receive an informal greeting like “Auntie”. My surname is Liao. You can call me Madam Liao.”
Song Jingchen nodded and didn’t say anything. He shook a spoonful of porridge and blew on it before bringing it to Shen Yijia’s mouth.
At this moment, Chef Liao should have left with a discerning eye, but when she saw the Heaven Immortal-like young lady eating a bowl of porridge with relish, she said, “I usually make some pickled vegetables. If you don’t mind…”
Song Jingchen didn’t refuse or accept it directly. Instead, he looked at Shen
Yijia. “Do you want to eat it?”
When she heard the word “pickled”, Shen Yijia’s mouth already secreted saliva.
She nodded repeatedly. “Yes..”