Traveling through ancient times to escape famine, the prince led me to rebel

Chapter 219 The Strange King of Yan

Outside the outskirts of Yizhou city, the Northern Border Army is stationed.

After getting Luo Xiaoran's promise, Yun Hu rode back to the military camp contentedly.

Although Yun Hu was the leader of the Dongfeng Caravan, only a few senior members of the caravan knew his identity, and he did not often inquire about the caravan's affairs.

Yunhu spent most of his time on standby in the military camp, eating and living with the King of Yan and the soldiers in the army, and only went out occasionally when he received a mission.

"Master Yun is back?"

As soon as he entered the military camp, Yun Hu was stopped by someone. The person was the soldier guarding the tent of Prince Yan.

The soldier guarding the tent took Yun Hu's horse and said, "His Highness has been looking for you and has been waiting for you for a long time. Lord Yun, go now!"

"it is good."

Yun Hu handed the reins to the soldier guarding the tent. After taking two steps, he seemed to remember something, turned around, took the two jars of soybean oil from the saddle, and took them away.

Inside the tent, Prince Yan was sitting behind his desk, his back straight, like a pine or cypress.

He rested his left hand on his left leg, held the scroll in his right hand, and studied it carefully, with no expression on his handsome face.

After Yun Hu came in, before he had time to salute, King Yan's eyes did not leave the military book in his hand, but he seemed to have known who the visitor was, so he asked directly:

"Have you seen the chili pepper you've been longing for?"

Yun Hu clasped his right hand in a fist, holding the hemp rope that tied two jars of soybean oil in his fist. He stretched out his left hand, put his palm close to his right fist in salute, and then stood still:

"My Lord, chili peppers are indeed as Luo Xiaoran described before. They have a strange taste and unique flavor. Eating them will make you sweat all over and can drive away the cold."

Seeing that the King of Yan did not express any opinion after hearing this, Yun Hu had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue:

"It seems that the sweet potatoes mentioned by Luo Xiaoran must really have a huge yield. If they are found one day and introduced to the northern border, it can alleviate the problem of the people in the northern border not having enough food during famine years."

After hearing this, the King of Yan raised his head and saw Yun Hu wearing clothes of a completely different style from before. He looked like a naive young man and appeared to be particularly gentle as jade.

Prince Yan's face turned dark in an instant, his right hand squeezed a wrinkle on the military book, and a storm brewed in his dark eyes.

Yunhu has followed Prince Yan for many years and should be able to sense his master's mood at the moment.

Unfortunately, his mind was now completely occupied with Qiu Niang, so he tragically overlooked this detail.

Not only that, Yun Hu's mouth corners unconsciously curled up at this moment. In his mind, he imagined that Luo Xiaoran delivered the message for him, and Qiu Niang agreed with a shy face, and he was just waiting for him to win the beauty.

When King Yan saw the silly smile on Yun Hu's face, the wrinkles on the military book in his hand deepened, but his voice remained calm: "Is the gift in your hand Luo Xiaoran gave you?"

"Yes, Master. Luo Xiaoran said that this thing is called soybean oil, which is a vegetable oil squeezed from soybeans. It is much cheaper than rapeseed oil. Luo Xiaoran also said..."

"Oh? What else did she say?"

Before Yun Hu could finish his words, the King of Yan interrupted him. Such rash behavior was something the King of Yan would never do.

His abnormal behavior finally woke Yun Hu up from his beautiful fantasy of finding a wife.

Yun Hu was surprised to find that his master's face was as cold as ice, but there seemed to be flames in his eyes, and the object of burning was himself.

Yun Hu's heart, which was filled with pink bubbles, immediately calmed down. A chill instantly ran up from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and he was a little at a loss.

Although he didn't know what he had done to make his master unhappy, Yun Hu still had the awareness that if his master was unhappy, he would be the one who would be in trouble.

Thinking of this, Yun Hu swallowed his saliva, and his tone revealed extreme caution:

"Luo Xiaoran said that soybeans are cheap, and it would be a great thing if soybean oil made from soybeans became popular in the North."

"Anything else?" Prince Yan looked at Yunhu steadily and said with a forced smile.

Yun Hu was shocked. He went out with the selfish intention of finding a wife. Could it be that his master knew about this?

On second thought, Yun Hu felt something was wrong again.

My master is very strict in disciplining his army, but he has always encouraged them to get married. He shouldn't blame me for this, right?

Thinking of this, Yun Hu made up his mind, closed his eyes, opened and closed his mouth, and was about to express what was in his mind clearly.

"I did have some selfish motives when I went to see Luo Xiaoran this time. I..."

"boom!"

The crumpled military book was thrown suddenly on the desk. Prince Yan stood up quickly, scaring Yun Hu back the remaining words.

"Selfish? What selfishness? Didn't you go to Luo Xiaoran's house just to see Chili?"

There was a creepy sneer on King Yan's lips, as if he would beat Yun Hu up if he said something he didn't want to hear in the next second.

"Master," Yun Hu breathed hard, and suddenly remembered the tragic scene of those who violated military discipline being punished by military law, and his voice trembled:

"Master, don't be angry!

I want to test Miss Qiu Niang's feelings. If we are in love with each other, I hope to marry her home as soon as possible.

I had selfish motives in this matter, but I did not behave in a frivolous way towards Meng Lang, and Luo Xiaoran can testify for me."

After listening to Yunhu's explanation, the anger in King Yan's heart was like being poured with a large basin of cold water. It was extinguished in an instant and disappeared without a trace, without even a wisp of white smoke left.

King Yan was silent.

There was silence in the tent, and there was even a hint of awkwardness in the silence.

After a long while, the King of Yan's deep voice finally rang out:

"If you are pursuing your sweetheart, you should be open and honest. Why should you be so secretive?"

Yun Hu was sensitive to the change in King Yan's tone and immediately breathed a sigh of relief. Then he replied sheepishly, "This is not the first time that I have been attracted to a woman. Am I shy?"

"Besides that, is there anything else you are hiding?"

After figuring out the whole thing, King Yan sat down slowly again, picked up the military book he had just thrown away, and asked casually.

"No, I dare not deceive my master."

"Then you go down first!"

"Yes!"

"Wait a moment!"

"Master, is there anything else you want me to do?"

“Leave the soybean oil.”

"……Yes."

After a thrilling experience, Yun Hu came out empty-handed.

He looked back at King Yan's tent and felt that something was wrong.

Why did the master get so angry just now?

Why do we calm down quickly after getting angry?

In the end, he still wanted to take away the soybean oil that Luo Xiaoran gave him?

Yun Hu was puzzled. Although the two jars of soybean oil made by Luo Xiaoran were novel, there was no need for the master to ask him for them in person.

This behavior is totally inconsistent with his identity and his character!

His previous anger made Yun Hu confused and he didn't know what he had done wrong.