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

Jiang Li shook his head, his expression somewhat certain: "I won't kill him. He is my only son left. If I really kill him, what will happen to the Yun Kingdom? Wouldn't it be waiting to be divided up? The Yun Emperor is not that stupid."

"This commotion can delay a little longer. Let's hurry to the borders of several countries and look for what I want. If not, let's go back to Qi Country directly."

"Okay, I understand."

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Border City

After entering the city, the few people went straight to the big market. Along the way, they saw people walking in a hurry, as well as some people dressed in exotic clothes, who were obviously from the Western Regions. They were pulling donkey carts and looking around vigilantly.

Xiuhua took a look, a little scared, and shivered: "Master..."

Jiang Li waved his hand, his expression gentle: "Follow me, we will leave the city after we finish shopping, we can't stay here any longer."

No matter which dynasty, as long as it is on the border, there are many good and bad people, and it is the most unsafe. He glanced and looked at the person who was kicked away calmly, as if he didn't see it.

His expression was slightly restrained, the atmosphere here was quite violent.

Several people came to the big market. Jiang Li looked at each stall one by one. After half an hour, he didn't see what he wanted. He was a little disappointed. If he couldn't find sweet potato seeds here, he would never find them anywhere else.

Potala was sitting on a stool, holding a dogtail grass in his mouth, looking around boredly. His eyes followed the people around. When he saw them coming to his stall, he just glanced at them and prepared to leave.

He stood up and shouted in broken Central Plains dialect: "Wait, don't leave yet. If you need anything, you can tell me. I know this place best."

"Don't just look at the stalls. Some good things are not easily taken out. If you want to find more, you need someone to help you find them, so that it will be easier to find them."

Jiang Li turned around and looked at the spirited young man in front of him. His eyes lit up. He took out the portrait from his arms and handed it to him: "I want this thing. Can you see if you have seen it before?"

"Before they are ripe, the vines are outside and the fruits grow in the soil. When they are ripe, you peel the skin and eat them. They are crispy, sweet and delicious, but they can cause you to fart. Have you ever seen something like this?"

After listening to her description, Potala burst out laughing: "Haha, this is the first time I hear someone describe it this way. You people from the Central Plains are really interesting. I wonder which country you are from."

"…Oh, it's just a small country, not worth mentioning."

After hearing what he said, Potala stopped asking questions and looked at the things in the painting carefully. The more he looked, the more familiar they seemed to him. He stared at one spot in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jiang Li did not rush and waited quietly, determined to find the place even if there was only a little hope. Corn and potatoes were good, but who would complain about having too many high-yield crops? One more sweet potato could feed many people.

After an unknown amount of time, Potala slapped his thigh and said excitedly, "I remember now. I have seen this thing before, but I didn't sell it. I saw it at an old man's place. I don't know if he sold it or not."

"Oh, then can you take us to ask?"

Jiang Li took out a few taels of silver and handed it over, saying with a smile: "Brother, this is your errand fee. If you can really find this thing, I will take over all the stalls at your stall. What do you think?"

Potala's eyes widened in surprise, "You, you said you want to rent my stall, these things cost a lot of money, you better think about it, these are all specialties from the Western Regions, some of them are not accustomed to by you people from the Central Plains, it would be a waste if you buy them."

"Haha, you are so honest, it's okay, whether you are used to it or not, take it back for your family to try, it's okay."

"Look, can we go now?"

Seeing that he looked serious and didn't seem to be joking, Potala tried to test him, "Of course, you can, but you people in the Central Plains are cunning. I warn you first, if you lie, I will call my family."

Jiang Li's smile deepened, and he pointed at himself: "Don't worry, I'm a special case. Not only am I not cunning, I'm actually a simple-minded person. I'm a very down-to-earth person. It would be great if we could benefit each other."

"Take me to find something and I'll buy your stuff. But I'm really in a hurry. Can you go find it earlier?"

"Yes, sure. I'll go tell my eldest brother and let him watch over the stall first. I'll take you to find the old man."

After saying this, Potala ran away. Not long after, he came back with a resolute-looking man following behind him. He glanced at them, as if he was confirming something.

A deep voice sounded: "Brother, you take them there, and come back early, okay? I'll watch over the stall. When you come back, don't forget to buy the things."

Jiang Li nodded: "Of course, thank you both very much."

"...You're welcome, go ahead, don't delay."

"Okay big brother."

Potala led the way, walking towards the outskirts. There were fewer and fewer people coming and going. He looked back from time to time and said, "Don't be afraid. I'm not a bad person. It's just that the old man likes quietness."

"He doesn't come out very often. He built a little house in the woods. It's a bit out of the way, so you'll have to walk a little to get there."

Jiang Li took out an oil-paper bag and handed it over: "It's okay, little brother, come and try the hairy chestnuts. You can eat while you walk. It's also good for killing time."

"Okay, thank you. You are an interesting person from the Central Plains."

"Ha, really."

The two chatted and laughed until they reached the bamboo house. Potala made a megaphone out of his hands and shouted, "Grandpa, are you home?"

An old man with silver hair walked out slowly, opened the fence door, and looked at them with cloudy eyes: "Who are you?"

"Hello old man, we are here to buy something from you."

"Buying things? What do you want to buy?"

Potala smiled and said, "Grandpa, that's the lumps of earth you gave me to eat before. They want to buy some to take back. Do you have any more?"

The silver-haired old man nodded and said, "Yes, there are, but it makes your stomach bloated. If you are sure you want to buy it, walk along this side for about an incense stick of time, and you will see a lot of seedlings. If you dig them up, you will find them all inside."

"Since it's not grown by the old man, it can't be sold. You can go dig it up by yourselves. Dig up half at most, and leave the other half to the old man. Even though it makes you bloated, it's still good to eat."

Jiang Li took out a silver note and handed it over, saying with a smile: "No, we have to pay you for taking your things. Don't worry, we won't dig too much, just one bag will be enough."

"Old man, please keep it. To exchange it for silver, just go to the bank. We will leave first."

"Poduoluo, lead the way. We will get there in a moment."

"Okay, come with me."

The silver-haired old man took a look at the silver bill in his hand, folded it and put it away, then turned around and went back to the house. As he was old, his eyesight was not very good, and he didn't know how much the silver bill was worth. He would wait for the child to come back and let him take a look first.