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

Yuan Er lowered his head, licked the bowl clean, put away the dishes, walked to Yuan Yi, watched the man being beaten, listened to the wanton laughter, held Yuan Yi's hand tightly, and shrank his head in fear.

He didn't understand. They were all slaves, which was already pitiful enough, so why did they have to bully others? Just like before, the food given by the master was already little, and if it was taken away, it would be like forcing people to die.

"Brother, what should we do? Will Da Zhuang and the others come to bully us? What should we do in the future?"

Yuan Yi's hands clenched unconsciously. If he didn't intervene, they would be the ones to be bullied in the future. This was a good opportunity to test the master's intentions and why he was so good to them.

The rules that the steward talked about would really lead to... being beaten to death!

If it is true, then just get rid of the person and they will be safe. If it is not true, it doesn't matter. It will just be the same as before. They will just be beaten and have their food taken away, but they will not be beaten to death.

It's worth taking a risk for the future.

When Yuan thought of this, he squatted down and whispered a few words in his brother's ear: "Go find the manager and tell him that there are people fighting here and taking away food. Don't worry about the rest."

"Find a place to hide yourself, and don't follow the steward in. Remember, little boy, I want to teach you a lesson. If you are in a weak position, you will be bullied in the future."

"You must... strike first. Even if you can't win, it's okay. You can kill someone with someone else's knife and let others use you. Don't do something like hitting a rock with an egg."

Yuan Er nodded, not quite understanding: "Okay, brother, don't worry, I understand. We are just protecting ourselves, not trying to hurt anyone. It's okay, right?"

Yuan Yi touched his little head, with some sorrow in his eyes: "Well, we are not trying to hurt anyone, we just don't want to be bullied and want to live well, it's that simple, we are right."

"Well, brother, wait, I'll sneak out."

"Be careful."

Yuan Er smiled brightly, and his thin body slipped out and disappeared in a flash. Yuan Yi clenched his fists, his eyes full of worry. If he hadn't gone out, he would have been more likely to be targeted, so why would he let Xiao Er take the risk?

I hope... everything goes well. My heart is in a state of confusion.

A voice came from behind: "Heh, Yuan Yi didn't expect that you, who look so weak, would actually be so cruel. Pray, if your brother doesn't succeed, you will be beaten more and more in the future."

Ling Tian walked past with a strange look in his eyes, as if the person who had just spoken was not him.

He was not stupid. When Yuan Yi intervened, he did not think about the fact that the masters would not care about such things. They would rather the slaves kill each other and leave the most powerful slaves. In their opinion, that would be more fun.

Well, it’s nice to watch a good show, haha.

Not long after, the manager arrived, and I didn't expect him to follow.

And... the eldest princess?

Jiang Li knew that the lower the level, the more severe the bullying and oppression. He thought they would be more restrained on the first day, but he didn't expect that a piece of braised pork would make them so impatient.

Great, it's a good opportunity for them to see what it means to break the rules and what the consequences will be. Do they really think she is a good person? She is willing to lend a hand, essentially because of their value.

It's not for charity, to create a bunch of ancestors.

Those who can be used by her will stay, and those who cannot be used by her will be killed, no matter how pitiful they are. A soft-hearted saint will not be able to survive for a few years in the last days.

The man who was still beating and laughing wildly didn't know that his life was coming to an end. He laughed loudly and said, "Look at this bastard. Why didn't he just obey me earlier? Why did he have to beat him up?"

A cold female voice sounded behind him: "Oh, really!"

Li Zhuang turned around subconsciously, and after seeing who was coming, his pupils shrank, his face turned pale with fear, and he lowered his head quickly: "Master, Master, just now, actually, I was just playing a joke with him."

As he spoke, he pulled up the person lying on the ground, his eyes threatening.

"Xiao Sanzi, tell the master that we were just joking just now, don't you think so? Hurry up and speak."

Wang San felt severe pain all over his body. He trembled when he heard the words and stammered, "Yes, Master, I was just playing around. I didn't fight. Please believe me, Master."

Li Zhuang hurriedly said, "Master, you see he has said it is not true, so it is definitely not true. No matter how brave I am, I dare not fool you. Please don't listen to other people's nonsense."

He clapped his hands and a hint of sneer appeared on his expressionless face.

"Good job, you think I'm blind and can't fool you."

"Steward, take this man to the yard. All other slaves, come here and see what happens when you break the rules, so you don't make the same mistake again in the future."

As soon as Jiang Li finished speaking, he turned and walked out.

The steward lowered his head, came to Li Zhuang, and waved his hand: "Come here, take this man to the yard."

“…beaten to death.”

Upon hearing this, the slaves all raised their heads, their eyes filled with fear and disbelief. Li Zhuang was tall and strong, and most masters would choose to protect him, so why did the princess want to beat him to death?

Rules, yes, these are the rules that I told them before I took over.

A chill rose from the soles of his feet. His heart trembled, but he also felt a little relieved. He was relieved that he did not bully anyone. He also sympathized with Li Zhuang. How could he have bumped into the princess? He was afraid that he would really die this time.

Li Zhuang cried and begged for mercy, but it was of no use. He was dragged away into the yard and forced onto a bench. Servants stood on both sides with long sticks in their hands.

Jiang Li sat on the chair, legs crossed, with a lazy and somewhat comfortable look on his face. He listened to the begging and crying, but his face remained calm. He gently raised his hand and said, "Well, it's too noisy. Shut up his mouth."

"Yes, princess."

"Let's get started, and finish it soon. I still have things to deal with."

The steward said respectfully: "I understand."

"Hit~~~"

The man groaned as the sticks came down one after another. Not long after, he fainted. The steward clapped his hands and said, "Keep beating him until he dies. Throw his body into a mass grave if he dies. This disobedient guy deserves death."

Jiang Li's lips curled up slightly, his eyes cold and ruthless.

The slaves glanced at her out of the corner of their eyes and hurriedly lowered their heads, becoming even more afraid of her. The princess was so cruel, even crueler than her previous masters.

A deep mark was branded in everyone's heart: those who break the rules will die, and those who break the rules set by the princess will suffer a fate worse than death.

When it was over, the yard was filled with the strong smell of blood.

Jiang Li looked calm, as if he hadn't seen or heard anything. He had a smile on his face and looked at them gently: "You've seen it all. I don't like people who don't follow the rules. On the contrary, I won't treat those who follow the rules unfairly."

"Well, it's your first day here, everyone go back and rest, get along harmoniously and amicably, and whoever dares to fight privately should die."

The slaves knelt on the ground and said in unison: "Yes, we slaves will obey the orders of our master and will never bully others in private."