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

In the blink of an eye, it was afternoon. Jiang Li leaned against the pillar and watched them fighting fiercely. There was only a vacuum zone two meters around her, as if it was left there intentionally.

His eyes were filled with melancholy. "Hey, you guys won't fight with me, so I'll just win without doing anything. Don't do that, I'll feel guilty if I win. Come on, fight with me, please."

Su Xuemei spat out a mouthful of blood, flew to her side, and let out a long breath: "Mom, I can finally take a break. They are too cruel and have no mercy on women. You don't have to be besieged, why not just win directly."

"What a lovely little girl. What a pity! Why isn't she a mute?"

Jiang Li turned his head and looked at her. Her hair was messy, her clothes were torn, and the blood at the corner of her mouth was not wiped clean. She looked very embarrassed. She said helplessly, "Sister Su, if you want to team up with me, just stay here with me."

Su Xuemei glared at her and said unhappily, "No, I was just teasing you before. If I really win like this, how can I face people? In terms of being thick-skinned, I definitely can't compare to you."

"Hoo, hoo, all right, I'm going to fight. You stay put and don't bother us. After we eliminate those minions, we'll have a good fight to see who wins."

"Ah, this is just a win without any effort. It's really depressing."

The people in the audience looked over there at the fierce fight where people were being kicked away from time to time and screaming in agony. Then they looked over here where a little girl was squatting and eating melon seeds, looking so relaxed and contented.

The contrast between the two styles was so obvious that it hurt their eyes.

This farce ended quickly. Jiang Li looked at the three people approaching and stretched out his hand to greet them: "Hello, you eliminated the people so quickly, so there are only four of us left now."

"You can surround me or attack me one by one. I can do both."

Three people: ... Could you please not use such a casual tone and say such words that ask for a beating? It's really mean and makes me want to do it.

Su Xuemei sighed, "Forget it, I admit defeat. It's fine if I rank fourth. I don't have the energy to fight anymore. If I continue, my clothes will fall off. There are so many people here. I don't want to run around naked."

"Goodbye, you three go fight."

With that, he jumped down without any hesitation.

Jiang Li stood up and was about to say that she wanted to dance too. She only wanted to get third place so that she could give an explanation to Qi State and make other countries pay a little more attention to Qi State in the future.

The two men looked at each other, turned around and flew down tacitly. Jiang Li was dumbfounded watching this scene. What was going on? She hadn't said anything yet, why were those two running away?

She doesn't want to be number one. Everyone knows that being number one means having a great reputation. She just wants to stay alive. What the hell are those two doing? Can she please let them finish their words?

The person in charge, upon seeing this, struck the gong and announced the rankings. Seeing that she was still standing there motionless, he kindly reminded her, "Venerable Jiang, the competition is over, you may leave..."

Jiang Li jumped down, his back looking somewhat aggrieved.

inside the temple

Jiang Li and Mo Yuan were called over right after they entered. They looked at Yu Shu in confusion, "What's going on? It's all over. It's time to divide the annual tribute. How much can I get?"

Yu Shu: ...My head hurts so much. Can you please not let him deliver messages to me in the future?

"No, I don't know. The Lord asked you two to go over, saying that there is something important to discuss. I don't know what it is specifically."

"Oh, got it. I'll go right away."

Yu Shu brought the person to the place, turned around and left quickly. His back looked like there was a ghost chasing him.

Jiang Li pushed the door open and walked in. Everyone looked at her. There were some malicious gazes inside. She followed his gaze and met Wu Chen's fiery eyes. She raised her eyebrows, a little surprised.

"Hey, Master, why are you here? Long time no see."

Wu Chen was so angry when he heard her words that nothing happened that he stood up and pointed his finger at me, accusing me: "You, you are so bold that you dare to write that kind of thing. You deserve to die."

"Hmm? Master, can you please explain what you are talking about? I don't understand."

He pulled Mo Yuan to sit down, looked at the people sitting around, blinked his eyes, it seemed like this was a criticism meeting, the damn bald donkey should have been killed last time, to stop him from jumping around every day.

Su Xuemei looked curious: "Little girl, what did you do again? Why did you offend Wuliang Temple? Come and tell your sister. You are too capable to make the monks so angry."

Jiang Li stood up and squeezed next to her, muttering softly: "It's nothing, it's just that a new storybook and picture album were published recently, and they suspected that I did it."

"There are some grudges. They said I was a disaster star and wanted to kill me. Sister Su, think about it, everyone is a baby born by their parents. How can I let others kill me? I resisted a little, but who knew they had an exhibitionist fetish?"

"Especially Master Wuchen, his butt is exposed, and there is a red crescent birthmark. It might be because of that birthmark, which is the same as in the picture album, that he suspected that I did it."

After these words were spoken, Si Ling and Wen Ruosheng could not help but spit out a mouthful of tea, looking at Master Wuchen with a somewhat weird look in their eyes.

Wu Chen met their gazes, feeling extremely ashamed and angry, and roared, "You little beast, I'm going to kill you!!"

Jiang Li dodged, his face full of grievance: "Woo woo, you see, he is angry out of shame, and he won't tolerate people like you. We are all monks with pure minds, how can we beat and kill people at will?"

"A Yuan, go get some storybooks and picture albums and give them one to each of them and ask them to judge. I can't even read, so how can I write? If you don't believe me, I can write and draw in front of you."

"A person's handwriting will never change, right? Master, you can't wrongly accuse people, especially monks. If they commit sins, they will not be able to enter the reincarnation after death."

Mo Yuan's eyes flickered, and he stood up and went out to get a stack of books. He handed one to everyone one by one and said softly, "Everyone can take a look. I found these on the road and bought some more. I want to take them back to read."

"I didn't expect that the master would misunderstand me."

An hour passed

After everyone finished watching, the look they gave Master Wuchen became increasingly strange.

Si Ling was silent for a long time, and asked someone to bring pen, ink, paper and inkstone. After verifying it, he said: "Master, you can come and take a look. The handwriting is indeed different. It is really not made by the princess. As for this album, the painting method is very special..."

Wu Chen felt upset. If she didn't do this, who else could it be?

"Master, now you understand Si Ling's situation, it really has nothing to do with me. But I don't know who wrote this storybook, but it's really exciting. Master, how do you solve it when you need it?"