nashuaworldcup Chapter 115 Eating
Chapter 115 Eating
Faced with the king's sudden question, the generals who were watching the excitement with great interest could not help but be startled. They looked at each other and quickly lowered their heads. For a moment, no one dared to speak out in response. Seeing this scene, the king could not help but feel angry and shouted: "What? Are you all silent? Where is your excitement just now?"
After a fit of rage, his eyes fell on Ankar standing aside:
"General An, since everyone is silent, you should speak!" the king said in a deep voice.
When the king called his name, Ankar quickly responded, walked forward quickly, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, if you want to know which of the two princes' arguments is better, you can find out through actual practice."
The king frowned slightly and asked in confusion: "Drill? How exactly do we do it?"
Ankar thought for a moment and replied, "When I was ordered to go and meet the eldest prince, I witnessed the huge sandstorm that covered the sky. If it weren't for the advice of the people stationed in Peng at that time, I'm afraid it would be difficult for us to bring everyone back safely. Therefore, we only need to simulate the scene when the sandstorm comes and see if our soldiers can still maintain their combat effectiveness in this situation, and then we can judge the result."
The king nodded in agreement and then asked, "Then how should we simulate the sandstorm environment?"
Ankar pondered for a moment and replied: "First, we need a courtyard surrounded by high walls, and then set up several huge windmills in the courtyard. By driving these windmills with manpower, we can create an effect similar to sandstorms. Although this artificial sandstorm cannot be compared with what we experienced last time, its intensity may be only one-tenth of the real sandstorm, but it is enough to test our soldiers' combat capabilities under sandstorm conditions!"
Hearing this, everyone seemed to think that Ankar's method was quite reasonable. However, at this moment, Aidil seemed to suddenly remember something and asked, "But if the soldiers participating in the test are all our own soldiers, how can we judge whether they are strong or weak?"
Facing Aidil's sudden question, Keremu couldn't help but mutter in his heart: "Why is this second brother always so impatient!" But on the surface, he still patiently explained: "Second brother, please be patient. It is not difficult to figure out this problem. Just transfer a few people from the garrison sheds in the Gobi Desert and let the two sides fight. Everything will naturally reveal the answer!"
After hearing this, the king also approved of this method and added: "Well, it is indeed a good idea! In this case, General An, the relevant matters of the demonstration venue will be left to you!"
Upon hearing this, Ankar immediately raised his hands respectfully and said, "I obey your command!"
The king then turned his gaze to Keremu and said, "Mu'er, I'll leave the garrison tent to you. Send some people to summon them. The number of people does not need to be too many, fifty is enough!" Keremu also bowed respectfully and responded, "Your son obeys your command!"
The king then raised his voice and announced loudly: "Once everything is ready, we can start the drill. Only through this demonstration can we finally decide whether to go to war. Well, let's adjourn the court!"
Eunuch Aishan, who was standing by, immediately shouted at the top of his voice: "Withdraw from the court..." Upon hearing this order, all the civil and military officials in the court knelt down and saluted, shouting in unison: "Farewell, Your Majesty!"
When the king gradually walked away and completely disappeared from sight, the ministers stood up and slowly left the court. Aidil and Keremu looked at each other, then turned around and walked towards the harem. On the other side, the queen and the virtuous concubine had already carefully prepared the delicious food that the two princes loved.
However, the difference was that the queen went to the small kitchen herself and cooked two of Keremu's favorite dishes; on the other hand, Concubine Xian simply ordered Lian Zhi to supervise.
When Keremu entered Kunning Palace, he didn't even have time to pause, and hurried forward to greet her: "Mother, how are you these days? I was extremely worried when I learned that Madam Taji had met with misfortune, but I was unable to visit her immediately due to my busy schedule. I beg you to forgive me!"
The queen gazed at her beloved son with deep affection. How could she have any intention of blaming him? She knew that her son had just started out and had to follow the rules to establish his own family. It would take time for him to gradually take care of various matters. So, she gently held Keremu's hands and comforted him softly, "It's okay, it's okay. I know you are busy with things, so how could I blame you? Come here and let me take a closer look!"
The queen pulled Keremu up, and then stared at her son, who was now a head taller than her. She showed an extremely pleased smile on her face and said with deep emotion: "I haven't seen you for more than a month, and my son seems to have grown a little taller!"
She was so happy that Mu Lian beside her reminded her softly, "My Queen, the dishes you made so early in the morning are probably getting cold!"
Hearing Mu Lian's reminder, the queen realized as if she had just woken up from a dream that she had forgotten to let her son eat first. She couldn't help but look ashamed, but then she showed a hint of joking: "Oh, look at my memory, I am only concerned with joy. Come, Mu'er, come and taste the delicacies that your mother specially prepared for you!"
As she spoke, the queen took Keremu's hand with a smile on her face and walked towards the dining table together. After Keremu sat down, he looked across the table and saw that it was filled with his favorite dishes. At this time, he naturally moved his eyes to his mother's hand, and as expected, he found several small red spots on the back of her hand. Without thinking too much, he knew in his heart that it must be the mark left by his mother who was accidentally burned while cooking.
Keremu's heart tightened, and without hesitation, he tightly grasped the queen's hand, and turned to the waiter at the door and shouted loudly: "Go and get the burn ointment quickly!"
Then, he looked at the queen with a slightly complaining look and said softly, "Mother, from now on, you can let the servants take care of these small things like cooking. Don't do it yourself. If you get hurt, how can I rest assured?"
Soon after he finished speaking, a maid came in with a jar of burn ointment in her hand. He quickly reached out to take the jar, then gently unscrewed the lid, dipped some ointment with his index finger, and carefully applied it to the back of the queen's injured hand.
The queen looked at the filial and considerate child with a loving face, her heart filled with joy and emotion. She quietly stared at her son's focused and serious expression, and watched his gentle and delicate movements, as if time had stopped at this moment.
At the moment when Keremu finished applying the medicine, he suddenly raised his head and his eyes met the queen's. In an instant, he was surprised to find that the queen's eyes were slightly red, as if there were tears flashing in them.
Keremu's heart tightened and his brows furrowed. He asked anxiously with a concerned and self-blaming tone: "Mother, why are you crying? Did I accidentally hurt you just now?" After saying that, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of the queen's eyes.