Chapter 212
Chapter 212: Truth is Stranger Than Fiction
The practical ability of two hundred people is truly astonishing.
In half an hour, the originally run-down village was cleaned up neatly and orderly.
The guards arranged the best room for their delicate, troublesome yet fairly easy-to-feed His Highness to rest in.
Then His Highness went in.
His Highness, with two dark purple circles under his eyes, lay down contentedly.
Closing the door, the entire village instantly fell silent.
Fang Sheng stood by the door with arms crossed, expressionless.
Suddenly, someone jumped down from the roof. Yi Shisan glanced at the door and quietly asked Fang Sheng, “Sir, His Highness is asleep. What shall we do now?”
Fang Sheng: “Do whatever needs to be done.” Yi Shisan stroked his chin, “Well, how about I go around and hunt a few wild rabbits for His Highness?”
Fang Sheng: “Aren’t you tired?”
Yi Shisan put on a serious face, “Not tired. I can stay up for two more days.”
Previously reprimanded by His Highness, now that they had some free time, if he didn’t try to perform some merit in front of His Highness, he might lose his place in His Highness’s eyes to that Ding Facai fellow!
Fang Sheng shot him a sidelong glance, “Ding Facai has already taken people up the mountain.”
Yi Shisan’s face fell instantly.
Suck-up!
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Wei Yu slept until the sun was high in the sky.
Usually, someone so tired wouldn’t wake up so easily, but he was fortunate to have a group of diligent guards.
They had gone hunting on their own, made barbecue, sprinkled seasoning packets—everything to wake the deep-sleeping Wei Yu with the enticing aromas.
Even the other hundred elite soldiers were dazzled by the guards’ barbecue skills.
They thought: We’re all guards, so why are these guys so good at barbecue? When out in the wild, just hunting the game is hard enough. Usually, you just cook it roughly and eat, right?
The guards replied, if you can't mix in socially or cook in the kitchen, you simply can’t be one of His Highness’s “insiders”!
The “insiders” are so virtuous—they prepared the food and even brought water for His Highness to wipe his face and clean his hands.
All properly trained, of course.
Wei Yu was very pleased with their initiative.
However, just as he took the meat and hadn’t eaten two bites, some commotion erupted outside.
“Haha, Eldest Brother, come quickly! There’s someone in this village! Oh my god, there are horses! So many horses, Eldest Brother!”
“Whose cooking is this? It smells so damn good…”
“The smell of meat! It’s the smell of meat!”
Outside, some coarse people were shouting and making a ruckus, causing a weary, speechless feeling.
With the meat at his lips, Wei Yu stopped eating.
He sighed, glanced at Fang Sheng, and was about to speak when a deafening voice sounded outside.
“You people, be sensible and hand over all your valuables!”
Wei Yu: …?
Here we go again, being robbed right on our doorstep?
What a bizarre coincidence—it’s hard to avoid going back to old habits.
Wei Yu remained calm.
He stuffed a piece of meat in his mouth and gestured to those standing nearby, “Go ahead. You’ve all done this before and know the process well, so I won’t show myself. Just finish this quickly.”
Fang Sheng: ……