Cowardly Stepmother Dressed As the Hero

Changling.

At noon, Qi An shrank in the shadow of a corner and yawned.

After a while, Qi Rui came over on a pony that matched his size.

“Qian, it’s time to eat.” He got off the horse and greeted Qi An.

Qi An tilted his head, and immediately woke up.

The surrounding soldiers have already been rotated once, and the soldiers who have been on duty all morning have been replaced and rested.

Qi Rui took Qi An and went to eat together.

Qi An pouted: “Where’s father?”

“Father is very busy, we can only eat by ourselves today.” Qi Rui answered while taking the food out of the basket.

Putting a pair of clean chopsticks in Qi An’s hands, Qi Rui asked, “How is the morning? Are you busy?”

Qi An shook his head dejectedly.

He said: “It’s not busy at all, you can see how deserted the market is, and there are no Rong people here at all.”

It was already June 15th, the day when Changling Market opened for the first time.

But for some reason, the market was deserted, and it seemed that no Rong people were ready to come.

The merchants from the Sheng Dynasty who had gathered there after hearing the wind were still in high spirits in the early morning, thinking that they could make a fortune.

Qi Rui nodded without saying a word.

The dishes were all set, and the two brothers had a meal in tacit understanding.

After eating, Qi Rui put away the food again and prepared to send it back.

Qi An put her head on his shoulder and complained in a low voice: “These things are not delicious at all… The letter from Qi Ran said that my mother had cooked food for him again, I really want to go home… I’m good Miss my mother…”

Hearing this, Qi Rui touched his hair.

He remembered the letter he received recently, and comforted: “We will be able to go back next month. My mother also said that she will bring us delicious food, and it will arrive at the end of the month. You can bear it.”

Qi An shook his head, and hummed a few times in grievance.

Just when Qi Rui was about to say goodbye to Qi An, a team of soldiers from the north suddenly passed the inspection and came in.

The clothes on their bodies are highly similar, and they seem to be from the same tribe. There are cattle and horses and a small flock of white sheep behind them, which should be for trading.

Qi Rui frowned, gave up the idea of ​​leaving immediately, and returned to Qi An.

Soda walked at the front of the line, holding his back, trying to look as fearless as possible. Helpless, there were Sheng Dynasty troops holding long spears nearby. No matter what he did on the surface, he was still unavoidable.

Finally, he found two children among the well-equipped soldiers.

After consulting the leader’s opinion, Suoda left the team alone and walked to Qi Rui and Qi An.

He coughed, cleared his throat, and then asked in a somewhat lame Sheng Chao dialect: “Child, you know, where is the market?”

Qi An reluctantly cheered up and asked, “Are you guys from the Rong tribe who came to trade?”

Soda nodded.

Qi An then turned around, pointed to the market in front and said, “Over there.”

At noon, the merchants of the Sheng Dynasty all dispersed to eat, and the market built specifically for trading was deserted, and it didn’t look like it was possible to do business at all.

Soda was stunned for a while, a little hesitant.

Qi An also scratched his hair with a headache.

He looked at the other people behind Soda, patted the corner of his clothes and stood up, saying, “I’ll take you there.”

Soda nodded, then returned to the clan.

He asked his leader in a low voice in the Rong language: “Leader, those two children said they could take us there. … Do we really want to go there?”

The leader of the Aso clan choked his neck, gulped secretly, and forced a calm reply: “Well, follow them. I said it long ago, it will be alright.

“If there is any danger, the soldiers at the gate of the city just now will attack us!”

Soda frowned: “But…”

“Nothing wrong!” The leader stomped his foot: “Sangba, those cowardly tribes, are still hiding in the hills behind, waiting for us to confirm the market situation and send someone to report to them before they dare to come.

“If we delay any longer, those old people might think we’re dead here.”

Soda’s entire face was puckered together for a rare occasion.

But he quickly adjusted and nodded: “Yes, chief.”

Hearing the two soldiers muttering behind him, Qi An turned around and asked his elder brother, “Brother, what are they talking about?”

“…Well, it seems that we are going to kill them.” Qi Rui replied in a low voice.

One of Qi You’s army was composed of Rong people. During the period when he came to Fengping, Qi Rui could roughly distinguish some Rong languages.

“Kill them?” Qi An blinked: “Kill them for what?”

“Shh!” Qi Rui motioned for him to whisper, “They can understand us.”

Qi An nodded and glanced behind him.

Seeing that Suoda didn’t seem to notice the conversation between the two brothers, Qi An turned around and said, “They are poor at first sight, and it is useless to kill them… But those two horses look pretty good!”

Qi Rui squeezed his hand: “Okay, see the road!”

The four walked in tandem, and soon came to the market.

Qi An turned around and asked, “What do you want to buy?”

“Sugar.” Soda replied after hearing this.

“Sugar…I see!” After Qi An heard it, she wanted to turn left and take them to a place where they bought sugar cakes.

Fortunately, Qi Rui stopped him in time and continued to walk forward with the team, then stopped in front of a stall selling groceries.

The stall owner was eating. When he saw the business, he put down his bowls and chopsticks and greeted, “Oh, hey, someone is finally here.”

He seemed to have dealt with the Rong people long ago, and he waved his hand into the Rong language and greeted: “Look, look, what do you want to buy?”

Soda looked at his booth with joy at a whole sack of pale yellow sugar cubes.

“How do you sell this candy?” he asked.

Behind Soda, the older chief kicked him and motioned him to go away, not to act like he had never seen the world.

Then, he stepped forward, trying his best to look like he didn’t care about the business, and said with a blank face, “We need some sugar, what’s the price?”

The vendor looked at the livestock behind them and slowly gestured with three fingers.

“Three sheep?” The leader patiently pressed the excitement in his heart.

The vendor nodded: “Yes!”

Soda excitedly whispered to the leader: “The people of the Ale tribe didn’t lie to us, a pound of sugar really only needs three sheep!”

“Go and chase the three heads out, go.” The leader instructed Soda.

Then, he turned his head and said to the vendor, “Well…you, you can weigh it.”

The vendor scratched his head: “What do you call it, three sheep, you can take all the bags, and I’ll give them to you.”

The quality of the sugar cubes in the bag is not high, and the weight is about two to three kilograms. In Liaozhou, the price of an adult sheep cannot be sold.

And the Asuo people brought the flock of fat spirits, the eyes are clear and bright, even if they want to pay 50% of the profits to the guards in Changling, the vendors feel that they have made a lot of money this time!

The leader of the Aso clan was stunned on the spot, and after regaining his senses, he tightly clenched the bag of sugar cubes into his hands.

Seeing that they successfully completed the transaction, Qi An nodded, said goodbye to Suoda, and left.

The people of the Aso tribe began to buy indiscriminately in the market.

After half an hour, Suoda, who was not surprised, was able to be alone, without changing his face, and he followed the Shengchao vendor opposite him to bargain: “Five sheep! Five sheep! There can’t be more, if you don’t sell it, I’m going to the opposite house!”

The stall owner jumped with anger: “I told you, my tea is better than the one across the street, better than his, do you understand? It should be more expensive than him! Six heads!”

Suoda pretended not to understand at all, and gestured with both hands: “Five heads, five!”

After a stalemate, the stall owner finally gave up.

He waved his hand: “Okay, take it, take it! I can’t stand it, I have been talking to you here for so long with a little tea!”

The two handed the sheep and the other tea. After seeing a few live fat sheep, the tea stall owner finally smiled.

Soda carried the tea back to the leader.

Putting the tea in the car, he complained, “I think five sheep are still expensive… You didn’t see the leader. The stall owner was so happy when he saw the sheep last.”

The leader looked at the car full of things excitedly, and didn’t hear what he said at all: “Okay, okay, that’s it, go ahead and see, what kind of spice is that, let’s buy some more!”

Soda nodded.

He was about to walk back when his heart skipped a beat. He turned his head and asked, “Boss… I always feel like I’ve forgotten something. Do we have anything important to do when we enter the city?”

The leader of the Asuo tribe tied the sack in his hand tightly and glared at him: “It’s getting late, you don’t hurry up and go shopping, what are you thinking about here?”

He pointed to the cattle and sheep brought by the tribe and said, “Everything here has to be exchanged today, don’t be lazy, go and go!”

Suoda nodded quickly and trotted away.

North of Changling.

A group of Rong people hid behind a small hill, nibbling on the grass roots boredly.

“Leader, why hasn’t the Asuo tribe sent someone back to report us?” One of the Rong men turned around and asked, “They weren’t really killed, were they?”

Sang Ba shook his head: “The old immortal body of the leader Aso is strong, and it is unlikely that he will be annihilated by the entire army.”

“However, they entered Changling directly!” The man who spoke gritted his teeth: “How about I bring a few more people to check the situation and rescue them?”

Sang Ba frowned and stopped: “There are only so many of us, and we can’t save it if something goes wrong.”

He snorted coldly: “It’s also that arrogant guy from Aso who swore that there’s nothing wrong, he wants to go in, and he can’t blame us!”

The man was stunned: “What should we do? Shall we just wait?”

Sang Ba pondered for a moment, and exhaled softly: “Wait until it’s dark! If the people of the Aso clan still don’t come out after dark, then they are really killed. At that time, let’s go!”

Hearing the words, the man nodded.

The surroundings became quiet again, Sangba closed his eyes, and recited a prayer in his heart for the men of the Aso tribe.

At this time, he never thought that two hours later, he would see the Aso people who returned with a full reward and excitedly showed off their “victory results” to them.

At that time, Sang Ba really wished they would die directly in the city.

The author has something to say: here we come!

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