Chapter 239 - The Missing Painter
“Look, there's smoke and fire!” In the valley outside Chuzhou City, the soldiers on night watch exclaimed.
For a moment, the entire camp was awakened. Crown Prince Zhao put on his coat and walked out of the tent. He was about to ask someone when Wang Dingjun ran to him. His helmet was covered with a layer of frost.
“Your Highness, it's done.” In the dark night, Wang Dingjun's bright eyes revealed a smile.
Crown Prince Zhao looked at the smoke and fire in the distance and raised his eyebrows. “Did they find out?”
“No, but could they really lure the enemy out like this?”
“That depends on their patience and curiosity.” Crown Prince Zhao turned the ring on his left ring finger and said calmly, “Chuzhou City is easy to defend and hard to attack. The enemy took down Chuzhou without any losses. It will be very difficult for us to get back to the city.”
Wang Dingjun spat, “This damn Wei Chi!”
Wei Chi was the spy planted in North Yue. No one thought that he could endure for more than 30 years just to open the city gates of Chu State on this day.
“This person deserves to die.” Crown Prince Zhao's eyes turned cold, and a faint killing intent flowed out.
The corner of Wang Dingjun's mouth curled into a mocking smile. “But it's also State Duke Lu's fault for being useless. In such a situation, an old man could actually open the gate and open it. He didn't even have the ability to resist. He couldn't even catch Wei Chi. I really don't know what use that one hundred thousand strong army is in his hands. “
Crown Prince Zhao turned his head and glanced at the tent next door. Ever since he came to the camp, State Duke Lu had fallen ill. Military power naturally fell into his hands. No one dared to question whether there was something fishy about this.
“This valley is not bad. It is easy to defend and hard to attack. It is just that it is not the only way to go down south. If the enemy does not pass through here, we have no way at all.”
“Don't worry, I will send people to keep an eye on Chu Province. As long as they make a move, we can immediately catch up. The other path to the south isn't that easy to walk on.”
“This is the only way. From tomorrow onwards, we will train the entire army. Even if we run into such a weak soldier, we will not be able to withstand a single blow. “It is also a word of death.”
“Yes, that Black Armored Guard…” Wang Dingjun licked his lips. He really wanted to see the prestige of the Black Armored Guard again.
“They will naturally appear when it's time to leave.” Since it was his trump card, Crown Prince Zhao did not intend to use it at any time. The death of the ten thousand men meant one less person, and it wasn't something that could be replenished at any time.
The two of them chatted for a while. Suddenly, a fast horse rushed into the camp. The cavalry that could appear at this point must be the scouts at the front.
Sure enough, the soldier jumped off the horse ten steps away from them and ran over to report. “Your Highness, Chuzhou City has an army leaving the city. There are about ten thousand people. The target seems to be the place where the fire is going.”
“Alright, let General Hu prepare to catch the turtle in the jar!”
This cold night was destined to not be peaceful. The place where Crown Prince Zhao was burning was the camp that was stationed in North Yue. Although the army was stationed in Chuzhou City, their grain and large machinery were still there, and they had yet to be transported into the city.
Perhaps, they did not treat the Chuzhou City as a permanent base, but used it as a springboard to attack their next destination.
Since Crown Prince Zhao had come here, he would not allow the enemy to take another step forward. Not only that, he would also bury the 120 thousand enemies here forever!
In the Crown Prince's Palace of Ye City, Tang Yue woke up early in the morning in a nightmare. He was covered in cold sweat as he stared at the top of the bed.
He heard some noise and pushed the door open. He lifted the tent and said, “young master, do you want to get up?”
“What time is it? Does the Crown Prince have a book to send back?”
This was what Tang Yue asked every day. He was used to it. “No. This servant just asked before he came.”
He lowered his head and saw the sweat on Tang Yue's forehead. He put down his work and twisted a cloth towel. “Have you had a nightmare again?”
“Yes. This time, I dreamt that the Crown Prince was captured by the enemy. He was tortured and hung on the city wall to show the public how miserable he was. Sigh…” Tang Yue also knew that this was not right. He could not hold back the worry in his heart. Thinking too much in the day and night naturally became a nightmare. He could not control it.
However, he was used to it now. He knew that this was just a dream. When he woke up, he would just laugh. Sometimes when he woke up, he would even forget what he saw in his dreams.
“It's still early. Do you want to sleep for a while? I only laid down yesterday at midnight.” He looked at Tang Yue's thin face with some worry. His heart ached for his master.
“I don't want to sleep anymore. All the things inside and outside can be piled up into a truck. How can I be idle?”
“What is a truck?” He blinked and asked.
Tang Yue choked and shook his head. “It's nothing. It's just something to store things.”
He didn't understand, but he knew there was no need to ask. young master had a lot of secrets. He could always say some strange words.
Tang Yue got up and ate his breakfast, then went straight into the study room. He first went through the accounts of yesterday's day. War was the most expensive thing to burn. He could not sustain it for long just by relying on the national treasury.
That was why Tang Yue started to care about his family's treasury. He could save up a little more. Yes, a little less money was a penny less.
According to Crown Prince Zhao's plan, they were going to attack the enemy's lair this time. Without sufficient financial support, it would be difficult for them to continue.
Therefore, in those five years, not only did they work hard to enrich the national treasury, but their own treasury was also increasing bit by bit.
To Crown Prince Zhao, the country and his own could not be separated at all. To Tang Yue, apart from food and clothing, he did not care how much money was left.
Even if he didn't have a single cent left, wouldn't he still be able to make money? He did not need to worry about starving to death.
Putting down his account book, Tang Yue was stunned for a while. In his previous life, he was just a healthy person. After he earned enough money to buy a house and a car, he didn't have much left. In this life, he suddenly became a rich second generation official, and even married a super rich person. He had so much wealth that he couldn't even count it.
But even so, he did not have the habit of spending large amounts of money. Perhaps it was because here, he already had what he wanted and there were so many servants serving him. He basically had everything he could buy with money, and there was nothing he could do about things that money couldn't buy.
“young master, a letter from the army.” The butler handed him a letter with the seal of Huian Hall.
He had received a lot of such letters. Sometimes they would ask him if he could solve some difficult problems. Sometimes it would be from his disciple, Xiang Ann. But this time, it was a letter asking for reinforcements.
However, the reinforcements were not people, but medicinal herbs and items. Tang Yue estimated the amount of medicinal herbs used in the expedition with the army and the average number of wounded soldiers. He could roughly estimate the number of injured people.
“It seems that the number of battles between the two armies is not many. State Duke Lu's army has already set off for less than half a year. Not only did they not gain any advantage, they even seized the Chuzhou City. This efficiency, don't really need to fight for ten years!”
Tang Yue felt upset when he thought about how long it would take. Although it was important for a man to make contributions, after a long time, their relationship would naturally fade. No matter how deep their relationship was, they wouldn't be able to withstand the butcher knife of time.
He didn't want to see Crown Prince Zhao in a state of white hair and wrinkled face when he saw him again.
With this thought in mind, Tang Yue asked the butler to find a painter for him. He planned to send a portrait of him to Crown Prince Zhao every day. It would be good for him to see the portrait and reminisce about the person. In short, he would constantly remind the other party of his existence.
This was probably the so-called refreshing feeling of his existence.
“Call the manager of Huian Hall over again. I have something to tell him.”
The butler smiled, “Manager Liu is waiting outside right now.”
“Hmm? How did he know I was looking for him?” Tang Yue wondered why the man he knew had become an old man.
He found Manager Liu later. He used to help people unload goods. When Tang Yue met him, he was so poor that he could not even eat. He did not know what was wrong with him and brought him back.
Later on, he found out that he had also tried to get stronger and had a heart of ambition. It was a pity that he did not encounter talent and did not have the financial resources to make him drunk and die. He could only do the lowest level of work.
In this era, there were many people who did not get anything in return for their efforts. Tang Yue was not moved by his experience at the time. He felt that this person was not bad. He knew how to back out and worked hard to survive. Plus, he had tested his talent and put him in Huian Hall. A year later, he was promoted to the manager.
“You forgot that today is the monthly payment day. Manager Liu has brought the original account with him.”
“That's good. Quick, invite him in.”
“That painter…?” The butler did not understand why Tang Yue was looking for an artist. Generally speaking, people with this kind of skill did not have a high status. It was not as popular as the painters later on.
“Come back in the afternoon.”
The butler nodded and left with doubts.
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