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

Finally, the barbarian envoy lost his patience and said in a tough manner: "General Mo, my barbarian prince is with you. Can we meet him? And it's time to let the prince go back."

Mo Yuan was very straightforward: "No problem, but you have to pay money first. Only by paying money can you see me and redeem me."

The envoy Wuhuan felt cold when he heard this, and when he came to his senses, there was anger on his face.

"Qi State has always been governed by culture, and General Mo is just like that. He has no literary character at all, and all he talks about is money. I am a barbarian prince with a noble status, not cattle and sheep to be traded, and cannot be measured with silver."

"Well, how about using gold? If you are willing, you can use gold to redeem me."

Upon hearing this, Gongzi Yu lost control and almost spit out a mouthful of tea. His eyes looked as if he had seen a ghost. Was this still the same arrogant young general from before? Could he have been led astray by Wang Xiaosan?

Mo Yuan glanced at him indifferently, narrowing his eyes slightly, revealing a hint of coldness.

The barbarian envoy suspected that he had heard it wrong, so he scratched his ears and said in surprise: "General Mo, what did you just say? You want gold?"

"Oh, didn't you say we shouldn't ask for silver? Then what's wrong with asking for gold?"

"Lord Wu, if you want to take the person back without paying any price, that is impossible. It is better to explain first what the eldest prince is doing in the Ghost Forest and what his intentions are, and then talk about other things."

Wu Wan turned away with a guilty look and changed the subject: "General Mo, are you sure you want to be so strong and be the enemy of our barbarians? You should know that with the military strength of your Qi Kingdom, you cannot compete with our barbarians."

Mo Yuan exuded a cold aura: "Oh, what exactly do you want to say, Lord Wu? If you withdraw your troops, everything will be fine, even letting the prince go back is fine. But if you don't withdraw your troops, then you are the enemy, and nothing you say will be of any use."

"Okay, here is the ransom list. The prices vary according to the strength of the person. Lord Wu, take a closer look. Once you've decided who you want to ransom, just bring the silver."

"I have something else to do, so I will leave now."

Wu Wan saw that the first person in line was none other than the eldest prince Yelu Ming, and the amount of one thousand taels was clearly written on his name card. His eyes widened unconsciously, and he hurriedly called out: "General Mo, wait a minute."

Mo Yuan turned and looked at him, his expression calm and indifferent: "What's the matter, Lord Wu?"

"...Isn't this one thousand taels a bit too much?"

"Oh, Lord Wu thinks that the Barbarian Prince is not worth the price. Well, this general originally thought that he is a prince of a country after all, and if the price is too low, he might lose face."

"But since Lord Wu has said so, I will tell the prince that Lord Wu thinks it is too expensive. As long as the prince agrees, it is not impossible to reduce the price."

As he said this, he prepared to walk outside.

Wuhuan thought of the cruelty of the eldest prince. If he knew about it, he would probably die soon, and he felt a chill on his back.

From now on, if anyone says that the general is simple-minded and straightforward, he will slap him to death. This guy is too difficult to deal with. It is better to confront the old general directly than to get entangled with this guy.

"General Mo, I have absolutely no such intention. It's just silver, I'll give it to you. But I didn't bring much this time. Except for the prince, I can only redeem half of the rest."

Mo Yuan's eyes flashed, and he hummed, "Yes, Gongzi Yu, collect the money and take Lord Wu to pick someone."

Gongzi Yu said proudly, "As you command, Major General, give me Lord Wu's list and the silver first, and I will take you to pick the people."

"...!!"

half an hour later

Wu Wan was about to leave with his men when they heard a cry from behind: "Master Wu, Grand Prince, you can't abandon us. These Qi people are not human. They give us endless work to do every day."

"If we continue like this, we will be exhausted to death. Please spend some money to redeem us. When we return, we will definitely find a way to return it to you."

The group stopped and their excitement to go home was gone, leaving only sadness. It was not that they did not want to redeem the person, but it was simply too expensive and they could not afford it.

The people of Qi are really too insidious and cunning.

Yelu Ming gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go..."

He took the lead and walked away quickly, as if he could pretend nothing had happened by not hearing the pleading voices behind him. There were two people standing in the dark.

Mo Yuan raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "Wang Xiaosan, you did a good job. This move not only got the silver as military pay, but also alienated the remaining captives from their loyalty to the barbarians."

"Tell me, how did you come up with this idea? I thought you would think of nothing else except eating."

Jiang Li stared at him with a gloomy look in his eyes: "Major General, you can be a little more tactful. I just don't like to use my brain because it will consume food quickly. I'm not stupid."

"People are like that. They usually like to stab their own people. They work together and there is no hatred between them even if they are dissatisfied. But once someone escapes from the sea of ​​suffering, the hatred will spread quickly."

"At this time, as long as you, Major General, treat them a little bit better, they will definitely be grateful. Even if you let them go to the battlefield and kill their own people, it will be no problem."

Jiang Li paused for a moment before continuing, "Of course, this will take time, especially if you need to control the degree. Let's leave it to the Major General. I have a headache and need to eat something to replenish my energy."

As he spoke, he took out an oil-paper bag from his cloth bag, which contained two cakes.

Mo Yuan turned his head to look over and saw that he was just carefully breaking off a small piece, putting it into his mouth and eating it in small bites. It was completely different from when he ate steamed buns.

There was a flash of interest in his eyes: "Where did this cake come from?"

After Jiang Li broke off a small piece, he quickly folded it up and put it away for fear that someone would snatch it away. He tilted his neck and said, "Mr. Yu gave it to me. He said he brought it from the city and bought it from an old lady. It's delicious."

"Yeah, there's sugar, sugar... so delicious."

Mo Yuan met his satisfied eyes and felt inexplicably sad.

"Didn't you eat candy when you were a child?"

Jiang Li was a little distracted, and muttered: "Yes, it is because I have eaten it before that I can't forget it. I have never eaten it again. I can't buy it even if I have money."

"Every time I think of it, I feel sad. Now I have so much food to eat. I am so happy."

"…War is coming, and you are still happy."

Mo Yuan pulled the corners of his mouth unconsciously, with a hint of bitterness on his lips. There were internal and external troubles, the court was corrupt, treacherous officials were in power, and His Majesty was on guard against the General's Mansion.

Externally, the barbarians are pressing forward step by step, and the General's Mansion is now in a precarious situation. If they win, it will arouse the suspicion of His Majesty, and they will probably not have a good ending. If they lose the war... the General's Mansion will have only one outcome.

All died on the battlefield!!

Otherwise they cannot retreat even a single step. There are old, weak, women and children waiting for them in the capital. If they are defeated, how can they survive? The prime minister will not let them go.

A dilemma.