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

Sacrifice ceremony

Jiang Li hid in the corner and watched, listening with her ears pricked up. Her father had told her to keep a close eye on the charlatan. If he said anything he shouldn't, then... let him be struck by lightning.

Hehe, it’s such a fun thing, of course she wants to join in the fun.

An hour and a half passed

Seeing that the sacrifice was about to end, Emperor Ming glanced at the calm-looking man and breathed a sigh of relief. "Sorcerer, oh no, the master should not talk nonsense anymore, right?"

"Master, the sacrifice is over. Why don't you have a meal with me?"

Wuyou looked indifferent: "No need, I haven't finished what I want to say."

Emperor Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he curled his lips: "Master, do you have anything else to say? The ceremony is over. If you have anything to say, why not say it in private? Master, your eyes have only been healed for a short time, so don't let them... go blind again."

Frowning, he looked at him unhappily: "Your Majesty, be careful with your words. That was just a backlash, how could it be blind."

He turned his head to the side and winked. Someone came forward and handed over the letter: "Master, this is a letter from the host."

"Well, you go down."

Wuyou glanced at Emperor Ming and said meaningfully, "Your Majesty doesn't look very well, but you are not feeling well. Why don't you go aside first and wait until you have finished what you need to say. I will leave Kaiguo."

Emperor Ming smiled somewhat reluctantly and took two steps back. He watched him open the letter with a smile on his face. He felt more and more uneasy. What was this bald man trying to do? If he really said here that Li'er was a disaster star.

What should he do with Li'er's situation after that? No matter how much she quarreled, she was his biological daughter. How could he bear to watch her die? He closed his eyes to hide the cruelty in them.

Forget it. Since this bald man is so ignorant and the sacrifice is over, there is no point in asking him to do anything. I can just find a way to interrupt it. I hope the emperor will be careful and not kill him. It would be hard to explain.

He turned his head and nodded in one direction.

Jiang Li bared his teeth after receiving the hint, his eyes full of excitement, his fingertips crackling with lightning, he stared at the sky above the master's head and chuckled twice.

After Emperor Ming made a quiet hint, he took two steps back and held his head, "Deshan, I feel a little dizzy. Help me to rest aside. Wait for the master to finish speaking, and then we can go back together."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The two retreated to a corner, away from the man who was seeking his own death.

Wuyou straightened his face and said, "Everyone, I have something to say. I asked the princess for divination last month, and the divination showed that it was a very bad omen. If this girl doesn't die, she will definitely bring disaster to the world in the future."

The court officials discussed this, "What does this mean? Your Majesty has three princesses. Which one is the master talking about? It can't be that monster, but she is only a few years old and is imprisoned in the cold palace. How is it possible?"

"Yes, Master, you should be talking about the Third Princess, but she is not favored by His Majesty, so what can she do to harm the people?"

Wuyou knew they had misunderstood when he heard this, and said indifferently: "The disaster star I'm talking about is..."

Everyone in the audience stared at him closely, listening attentively to see who that person was. At this moment, something unexpected happened. The sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, blocking the originally clear sky.

Everyone looked at this sudden change and became a little flustered.

Emperor Ming raised his head and looked at the familiar scene. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, then he suppressed it in an instant. Then he stepped back away from Wuyou, fearing that he would be involved.

"Your Majesty, this, this dark cloud looks familiar."

"Yeah, I think it's pretty pleasing to the eye."

Deok Sun couldn't help but look at him with a confused look in her eyes. What was his majesty talking about? How could the dark clouds be pleasing to the eyes? What did this mean? It was strange. Where was the princess? She should have come to such a lively place.

He looked around and didn't see anyone. He then looked up at the dark clouds. He had a vague guess in his mind and couldn't help but widen his eyes and look at Master Wuyou, who was confused, with sympathy.

Wuyou looked up at the dark clouds with a puzzled look in his eyes. Until the thunderclouds gathered and faint flashes of light appeared through the clouds, his eyelids kept twitching and he began to feel uneasy.

Turning his head to look at Emperor Ming who was far away, his fearful look was really painful to the eyes. The corners of his mouth could not help but twitch: "Your Majesty, what's going on?"

Emperor Ming spread his hands and said innocently, "I don't know. Maybe it's just the weather that has changed. The weather in the capital is changeable, especially in summer. Just get used to it, Master."

Habit?

What the hell is his habit? He hasn't finished speaking the important words yet, and the damn dark cloud has come. What does this mean? He didn't doubt that there was anything wrong with it. Qi was just a small country and there was no Venerable.

Of course, it's impossible to come up with this, it must be a coincidence. He had better finish his words quickly. It would be better to go down early. The master said that it is easy to be struck by lightning if you stand on a high place.

Wuyou coughed lightly and said, "Don't you want to know which princess is the one who predicted the disaster? Who is this girl?"

There was a crackling sound, and several bolts of lightning struck directly, surrounding the people who were speaking. Everyone couldn't stand the dazzling light and couldn't help closing their eyes.

When the light faded, everyone looked over and saw that the person who was originally standing there had disappeared, and they were a little surprised.

"Where is the master? Was he killed by a lightning? Even if he was, there shouldn't be no trace of his body left. What happened? Someone go check it out. Where is the imperial physician?"

Emperor Ming stretched his neck to take a look. The man who originally wore white clothes and looked like an immortal was now in tattered clothes, his hair was burnt, and his whole body was black, so his appearance could not be seen clearly.

He is even more beggarly than a beggar.

"Oh, that's so miserable."

In comparison, the Emperor was relatively good to him. He was struck with a blow, but he wasn't seriously injured. But when it came to how he treated outsiders, it was obvious that he had no mercy at all.

He muttered silently: "Grandpa Emperor, I will burn more paper for you in the future. Please don't hit me. I am weak and can't stand being hit. If you feel itchy, you can hit someone else."

Emperor Ming came back to his senses and shouted, "Come on, hurry up and send the master to the Imperial Hospital. Saving lives is urgent. Hurry up."

Everyone looked at a dark shadow, still smoking, being carried away. They couldn't help but raise their hands and wipe the sweat from their foreheads: "Master, is he dead? If he is dead, Wuliang Temple will not blame Qiguo."

"I don't know. If I blame you, that would be bad."

Too Hospital

Emperor Ming was waiting outside. Soon the door was opened and the imperial physician came out and knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, the master is not dead, but...his brain was injured. It's hard to say when he will wake up."

"I see. That's really... great."

"Ok?"

"Ahem, what I mean is, that's really bad. Spare no effort to save the master. I will go back and write a letter to explain this matter to Wuliang Temple."

Emperor Ming left as soon as he said he would, and he couldn't suppress the upturned corners of his mouth.