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

Jiang Li looked up at the moon and said softly, "A Yuan, don't you think that big brother's idea is really great? Letting my father suffer as a beggar is more effective than saying a thousand words. Otherwise, why is he the smartest?"

"Only when you're really hungry can you understand how hard it is to get food. There's no such thing as empathy."

"Only by letting him be in the game can he understand it deeply."

Mo Yuan's eyes flickered. What he didn't say was that this was not all out of his brother's good intentions. There might also be a plot against His Majesty to avenge the previous wrongful accusation against the Mo family.

My brother has always been protective of his people. Before, His Majesty imprisoned the entire Mo family. My brother must have remembered this grudge, but he just had no chance to take revenge before. Now that this opportunity is so good, how could he let it go?

I wonder if the princess will blame her brother after she finds out.

Jiang Li touched his stomach and felt a little hungry, so a midnight snack would be just right.

He opened the cloth bag, took out two pork elbows, and handed one over, his eyes full of satisfaction: "Come, eat the pork elbow. Let's celebrate in front of my father's miserable state. Don't tell me, this comparison is quite appetizing."

"Happiness is indeed created by comparison."

Mo Yuan's mouth twitched when he heard this: ... Very good, he was worrying too much. Xiao Li was not thinking about Your Majesty, he just came to watch the fun. If Your Majesty knew, he would probably be furious.

The two of them sat on the roof, gnawing on pork elbows in their hands, and looking up they could see the moon and stars, which was a unique experience.

"A Yuan, the moon outside the city looks better than the one inside. We can go out more often and enjoy the night view. It's so nice to eat pork elbow like this."

Jiang Li ate an elbow in a few bites and started to eat other things. In less than an incense stick of time, he had finished several oil paper packages. Only after he finished eating did he come back to his senses.

"It's over. I said I would save some food for Dad, but now it's all eaten. What should I do?"

Mo Yuan was silent for a moment, and then he said seriously, "No, His Majesty has always loved you. Even if he doesn't want to eat, he will give it to you. Besides, it's only two days, His Majesty hasn't suffered enough."

"If he eats meat now, he will immediately forget the suffering. When he returns to the palace in the future, I'm afraid he will become like before."

Jiang Li tilted his head, stared at him, and nodded in agreement: "Yes, my father hasn't suffered enough, which is not good for his growth. Seeing that I almost did something bad, we have finished it, and it is a good thing."

"Well, that's a good thing."

"If you put it that way, I'll feel much better."

Mo Yuan suppressed his laughter and said, "Yes, if your majesty really becomes a wise ruler in the future, he will definitely be grateful to us. Without suffering, there will be no sweetness. Xiao Li is so powerful, isn't it because he suffered a lot in the past?"

"It will be better for your majesty if you suffer first and then enjoy the sweetness."

Jiang Li patted his shoulder and said, "That makes sense. As long as my father is alive, I can rest assured. Let's go back. I should also go back to the palace to sleep. If I don't sleep well at night, it will affect my growth."

After saying that, he stood up and pulled Mo Yuan up as well. He gestured and saw that he was not even as tall as the other man's shoulder, and he instantly became dejected.

"A Yuan, do you dislike my shortness? Compared to you, I am like a dwarf."

Seeing her hanging her head and looking dejected, Mo Yuan touched her head and almost laughed out loud in his heart. How could Xiao Li be so cute? He was a military commander and a man, so it was normal for him to be tall.

She is short and cute, and can be held in one hand, how nice.

"How can I be short? Xiaoli is of normal height compared to other people. I am tall because I am a military commander and have been practicing martial arts since I was a child, so I am taller."

"Let's go back. If you sleep well at night, you will grow taller."

Jiang Li nodded, looked back at the person in the corner, and said softly: "When this is over, if that little beggar has good character, it will be better for him to take me to the manor than to suffer here."

"You're so young, I'm afraid you won't be able to survive in this dilapidated temple."

Mo Yuan flew up to the roof and jumped, leaning close to her ear and whispering, "Don't worry, that child is very good. I will bring him here to train him. When he is capable, it won't be too late to give him to you."

"Well, I can stay with you, but not with my dad. As the saying goes, those who are close to vermilion will be red, and those who are close to ink will be black. My dad has a bad character, and he will corrupt other children."

Emperor Ming: ...a leaky little cotton jacket!!

Jiang Li returned to Chaoyang Palace quietly, glanced at the spy guarding outside the door, climbed in through the window, washed up simply, took off his coat, lay on the bed, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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At daybreak, the beggars in the dilapidated temple got up and boiled some hot water.

After Xiao Mu finished boiling the water, he came in with a clay pot and poured him a bowl of water: "Grandpa, drink it. What happened yesterday is over. In the future, you are not allowed to say hurtful words. Let's depend on each other, okay?"

"You see, the weather is getting colder and colder. We have to think of a way to save a steamed bun each time and go to the mountain to find fruit and dry firewood when we come back. Otherwise, when it rains, we will freeze to death."

Emperor Ming was silent. He looked outside and didn't respond. After a while, he lowered his voice and said, "Little Wood, take me to the General's Mansion. I promise that you will live well this winter."

"...No, I won't take you there. Who knows if you are a bad person? What if you are harmful to the General's Mansion? They are my and Grandpa's saviors. I will never do such things."

"Just give up on this idea. Stay here with me and don't think about doing anything bad."

After saying this angrily, Xiao Mutou ran away with the clay jar. Humph, he was the one who found the clay jar, and since the old man was not obedient, he would not let him use it. They had agreed to depend on each other, so how could he cause trouble for the General's Mansion.

Emperor Ming looked at his departing back and rolled his eyes. This little kid was really unlovable. He should first recuperate, at least until his face felt better.

Otherwise, these were all scars and his face couldn't be seen at all. He went to find the Mohists, saying that he was the emperor and asked them to help him return to the palace and capture the traitors.

I guess they won't believe it. There's no point in rushing.

He stood up with the help of the pillar, walked to the side of the little wooden man outside, and said in a much softer voice: "Okay, you are still angry, why are you so angry, I will just not go to the general's mansion."

"I originally just wanted to find a relative, but since you don't want to, then I won't go. I'll just stay with you in the dilapidated temple. That's fine, right? Don't be angry."

Little Mu turned around and looked at him doubtfully.

"You said it, so I will believe you for now. If you dare to harm the people in the general's mansion, I will not care about you anymore. You deserve to starve to death."

Emperor Ming pursed his lips, looked at him dissatisfiedly, and finally compromised: "Okay, isn't it enough that I promised you? Let's wash up quickly so that we can line up for food."