Traveling through troubled times: Princess disguises herself as a man and becomes a soldier to earn

in dungeon

Screams were heard from time to time. Mo Yuan walked in and saw two people hung up, their naked upper bodies covered with whip marks, and blood oozing and flowing down their bodies.

Gongzi Yu covered his nose with a feather fan, with a look of disgust on his face: "What's going on? I just went to the Marshal's place, and when I came back, there were two more people. Where did they come from?"

"Wang Xiaosan dragged him back. He ran into him while he was cutting firewood and was caught."

"...I understand each word, but why is it so hard to understand when they are put together?"

Mo Yuan glanced at him calmly and said, "You can't blame others for being stupid. You can focus more on studying and not be like your second brother, who is so confused that you can't understand."

Gongzi Yu froze. This man was so vicious. In front of the dwarf Wang Xiaosan, he pretended to be a decent person, but behind his back, he just knew how to exploit an honest man like him.

"Come in, you are just standing there as a door god."

"Oh, I'm coming right over."

Mo Yuan raised his hand: "Okay, let's stop fighting for now. Have you found any clues as to why they appeared in the Ghost Forest?"

The jailer who was carrying out the execution lowered his head and hesitated: "Reporting to the Major General, for now... we haven't found out anything from the interrogation. They are too stubborn and unwilling to say anything. We really can't get any information out of them."

Even when I lowered my head, I could feel the chill from above, crawling up from the soles of my feet, and I couldn't help but shiver.

Mo Yuan retracted his gaze, walked towards the unconscious person, and said expressionlessly: "Throw water, this general wants to question him, and also, have someone check near the Ghost Forest to see if they have any conspiracy."

"Especially in the next few days, the imperial court's food and fodder will soon arrive, and we can't make any mistakes. Otherwise, how will we fight when the war starts next month?"

"Yes, Major General."

Half an hour passed

Mo Yuan threw down the whip, glanced at the unconscious man, and walked out of the cell. Gongzi Yu followed him, muttering, "Young General, it seems that they have also set their sights on the imperial court's grain."

"Barbarians are barbarians. They are so shameless."

"They want to set up an ambush and burn our food supplies. When the war starts next month, we will naturally be unable to resist. Then they will break through Beihuang City in one fell swoop and move all the way south..."

Mo Yuan stared at him and said, "Your people are in the capital. How are they doing? Did the Prime Minister tamper with this batch of grain? Did he replace it with inferior grain? And how did the barbarians know that the grain arrived in the past few days?"

"The tone turned cold: "You know, if Wang Xiaosan hadn't caught the man this time, we would still be in the dark. If the food and grass were burned, how many people would we lose in the war."

"Ok?"

Gongzi Yu lowered his head. It was indeed his dereliction of duty for not letting the spies keep an eye on the prime minister and the people who had contact with the prime minister.

Mo Yuan said dimly, "Go and get the ten military sticks. Within three days, this general will know whether there is any contact between the barbarians and the prime minister. If there is, then get the evidence."

"It won't be difficult to trip up the Prime Minister. Also, have spies keep a close eye on the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Minister of Revenue. They are all birds of a feather."

"...Yes, I understand."

Gongzi Yu put away his nonchalant look, turned back to the tent and started writing a letter.

Mo Yuan went to the Ghost Forest in person, found the place Wang Xiaosan mentioned, checked the surroundings, and found nothing unusual, so he flew back to the military camp.

Deep in the ghost forest, after the man in black and others left, he walked out of the ghost forest and said in a deep voice: "It seems that the Mohist army has become suspicious. The original plan needs to be changed and action should be taken in advance."

"Yes, Prince, why don't you go back first? This place is too close to the Mohist army camp. If you stay here, if you are discovered, wouldn't it be..."

"Hmph, don't think I'm like those two idiots. We were caught when we came out to investigate. Damn it, go back. I want to see who that dwarf is."

"...Yes, I obey your command."

Jiayuguan

The leading officer was strolling slowly, and Si An, who came to pick him up, was extremely anxious. The Major General had given an order that it must be done within seven days. It was obvious that Lord Wu was making things difficult for him.

Helplessly, Si An stepped forward and said respectfully, "Sir Wu, the Major General ordered his subordinates to come to meet us because he was worried that the barbarians would ambush us. I wonder if we can speed up the journey and get to the military camp earlier so that we can feel more at ease."

Wu Yong snorted coldly: "Oh, you are just a centurion, how dare you come to urge me, stay aside."

"We are in the Mo family's territory. Could there be someone who is blind? I have to wonder how useless the Mo family army is. They can't even protect the grain transporters. Humph."

Si An was so angry that he gritted his teeth and was about to say something, but was pulled back by someone beside him: "Centurion, calm down. In the past, every time the imperial court transported grain, it was difficult for us. Be patient and don't cause trouble for the general."

"It's already low-quality food. If they do something wrong, how will so many soldiers survive? When you live under someone's roof, you have to bow your head."

"…I can't believe that no one will deal with these audacious people."

Wu Yong looked very proud when he saw this, so what if it was the Mohist Army? His life was still in the hands of the Prime Minister. He was just a general with a stupid mind and no other ability except fighting.

If you annoy him, he will send them sprouted food next time.

Hehe, the worst that can happen is that he gets wet because of the rain. Anyway, Mohist will endure the humiliation for the sake of those soldiers. As long as he bullies them a little more, the prime minister will promote him more after he returns.

His Majesty is obsessed with alchemy, and the government is basically controlled by the Prime Minister. So what about the Crown Prince? He is weak and can only live for a few years. In the end, the Third Prince will ascend the throne.

By then, the world will still be ruled by the Xue family. How can the Mohist school have a good ending? He was right to curry favor with the prime minister. The prime minister couldn't stand the Mohist school. As long as he dealt with the Mohist school, the prime minister would be very happy.

Si An gritted his teeth and endured it, and soon the team stopped.

Wu Yong shouted, "I am so tired. Let's stop and rest before we go on. Captain Si, you should have no objection. It's only half an hour. It won't cause any trouble."

Si An took the opportunity to go around to the back, opened the grain bag, and saw that it was filled with a lot of gravel and sand. He was so angry that he was shaking all over.

This is not second-rate grain at all, it is clearly worse than second-rate grain. To transport this kind of grain back, it would take a lot of effort just to sift out the good grain, let alone eat it. If half of a bag can be eaten, it is considered good.

It's too much, they really are too much. How can they bully the General's Mansion like this? With treacherous ministers in power, they risked their lives to fight, but in the end they eat worse than pigs.

Si An couldn't suppress his anger. He stepped forward with the grain mixed with gravel and sand in his hand and questioned: "Master Wu, this is the grain you transported. There is so much sand. Tell me how to eat it."

"We risked our lives to fight, but you want us to starve. Isn't that too much? Where is the good food? Your Majesty will never allocate this kind of food."