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Chapter 505 Cannon Fodder Died in Exile (23)

Prince Jing, who was worried about Shi Jiang, was holding the bridge of his nose with one hand and a piece of paper with the other, sitting in the study with a frown.

Regarding the news brought by the spies, Prince Jing knew that it was a test given by the emperor's brother.

If he writes a letter demanding severe punishment for the King of Qin, the emperor's brother will surely send an angel to let him enter the capital after seeing the content of his letter.

Once he enters Beijing, he will definitely be put under house arrest.

It is completely different from the house arrest that the emperor brother showed to everyone now.

And if he wrote a letter to plead for King Qin, and the people involved said so, the emperor would definitely agree to it, and say that it was all a misunderstanding, and let King Qin go.

Taking things lightly and putting them away lightly, such a result is not what Prince Jing wants to see.

"Your Majesty, if the frame-up done by King Qin this time is successful, you won't be able to explain it even if you jump into the Yellow River. It is a big taboo to continue to suffer the consequences!"

Prince Jing sighed after hearing what his confidant Master said.

Rebellion is easy to say, but so simple to do.

The three armies have not moved, and the food and grass go first.

Not to mention other things, even if all the soldiers in Jingzhou City rebelled with him, the food grown here is simply not enough to provide food for the entire army.

If he had rebelled, the first thing the imperial court would do would be to cut off the food and grass supplies provided to them by Jiangnan.

And without food, no matter how loyal his soldiers are, it will be useless!

After all, he wanted to lead his men to survive, not to seek death.

Therefore, for the current plan, even if he knew that the emperor's brother was testing him, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only write a letter to plead for King Qin.

At the Shi family, Shi Jiang took several reservation orders, so after Shi's father bought the materials, he started making soybean paste again.

However, the weather is getting hotter and hotter, and the sales volume of pearl milk tea, which was very popular before, has gradually declined.

Shi Jiang thought for a while and realized that there was a kind of purple-red wild grape outside the pass, which was as big as an adult man's little finger.

It tastes sweet and delicious, but unfortunately there are too few places in Guan where you can pick this kind of grapes. Most of them still grow in some grasslands outside Guan.

Because there was no support, the grapevines crawled all over the ground, and most of the grapes they produced have not been found because they were too sweet and became food for ants.

Just because people like them inside the pass can't go outside the pass to look for wild grapes doesn't mean that those in Zahu Village can't go out.

Most of their faces are obviously different from the common people in Guan Nei, especially their eyes, which are rarely as black as Guan Nei.

Most are blue or green, but there are also brown ones, but not that many.

They were all born to women who were plundered during the war and to barbarians outside the customs.

Of course, there are also men in the pass who see beautiful orchids and are born to these orchids.

These children who were born were not loved by the people in the pass because their appearance and color were different from those in the pass.

More and more people were abandoned, but King Jing felt pity for them, so he designated a place for them, which was Zahu Village.

However, although they have a village, they have no land.

Their household registration is inherently lower than that of ordinary people in the pass. Even if they have money, they cannot buy land.

In this way, I relied entirely on what I grew in front of and behind my house to make every meal possible.

If you want to have enough to eat, you have to work for others or sell yourself into slavery.

However, because of their mixed race status and similar appearance to the barbarians outside the pass, even if they leave the pass, as long as they don't speak, the barbarians outside the pass will only treat them as fellow tribesmen and will not draw swords against them.

The place where those wild grapes grow is suitable for the people of Zahu Village to pick.

As long as you pick these grapes, Shi Jiang can make smoothie grapes.

I believe that the milk cap on top and the grapes in the smoothie below will win the hearts of many people.

Because there is not a lot of grape flesh needed to make smoothie grapes, as long as the people in Zahu Village can pick a pound of wild grapes, they can earn three cents.

If you pick ten kilograms of wild grapes, you will have thirty kilograms. This thirty kilograms can buy several kilograms of grains.

If this is the case, you only need to be careful, and with a little effort, the whole family will not be hungry for several days. Such conditions are really tempting.

There must be a brave man under the heavy reward. Shi's father found someone who was slightly related to Zahu Village to introduce him and tell them the news.

Within two days, two and a half-year-old boys came to Shi's house to poke their heads in.

It was Mrs. Shen who grabbed their slender arms one by one and carried them into the yard.

"Madam, Miss, these two should be from Zahu Village. I don't know why they are so sneaky and looking at our door."

Mrs. Shen is originally from Jingzhou and is no stranger to the people in Zahu Village.

One look at the blue eyes of these two brats, and one knew that they must have come from Zahu Village.

Before Shi Mu and Shi Jiang could speak, the two brats started struggling.

"No, you came to our village and asked people to pick those wild grapes for three cents a pound. We just want to ask if they are true?"

One of them, who was slightly older, glared at Mrs. Shen fiercely, and then said in a rough voice.

"Grandma Shen, please let go of them first. Dad did go to the people over there to help pick the wild grapes. Come and ask, did you pick them?"

Shi Jiang said to Mrs. Shen, then turned to look at the two brats.

The two brats looked at each other, and one of them shook off Mrs. Shen's hand, turned around and ran away.

"Hey... Miss, look at that kid, he ran away like that?"

After listening to Shi Jiang's words, Mrs. Shen just let go of her hand, but she didn't expect that the other party would run away, and she almost jumped in a hurry.

Shi Jiang burst out laughing, and then pointed at the slightly older boy who was still in the yard and spoke just now.

"Grandma Shen, this person is still here! He will definitely not leave him alone and run away. He must have gone to get wild grapes. We will just wait."

Hearing what Shi Jiang said, the older boy's eyes suddenly flashed, and he pursed his lips and said nothing.

Sure enough, after a while, the kid who ran away rushed in carrying a torn sack.

First, he glanced at the older boy nervously, and then he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that there were no signs of being beaten on his body.

The tied mouth of the sack was opened, revealing bunches of wild grapes inside that had obviously been carefully selected and washed without any trace of ant bites.

Shi Jiang stepped forward and asked Mrs. Shen to get a basin. Then she squatted down and carefully took out the grapes from the sack one by one and put them in the basin.
Chapter completed!
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