General, Your Wife Is Requesting Your Return Home For Farming novel Chapter 612

Chapter 612: Winnings

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Su Xiaoxiao smiled. “Compared to empty promises, I like practical things that can be seen and touched. How much is your life worth? It’s not too much to buy it with silver, right?”

The Old Marquis slapped the table and glared at Su Xiaoxiao in expectation of better from someone. “Girl! How can you talk to the great general like that? Can you ask someone for money? Does the great general have no gold? Who are you looking down on?!”

“Calm down, calm down. You’re already so old, yet you keep talking about gold.

Have you lost sight of money? You’ve taught your children bad things!”

The Northern Yan diplomatic mission wiped their sweat. Fortunately, there was a reasonable person.

“Is General Helian’s life something those worldly possessions can measure? He can fight an army alone. He’s the National Godly General of Northern Yan. He has to exchange a few cities for it!”

Damn!

The diplomatic mission of Northern Yan vomited blood.

Damn it!

Each one was darker than the other!

Their family is full of bandits and bullies!

The Old Marquis nodded and sat back on the futon. “I was too narrow-minded.”

It was impossible for him to lose his life, but a loss was a loss. If he didn’t pay the price, it would make Northern Yan look like a sore loser.

Wei Ting suggested at the right time, “Then why don’t the Northern Yan pay up the remaining half of their tribute?”

That was not a small sum of money. It was almost tax for most of the cities.

But what could Northern Yan say? They could only bite the bullet and give it to him.

They wanted to write an IOU again, but Su Xiaoxiao did not fall for it. She plundered the Northern Yan diplomatic mission and Helian Ye even gave up his family heirloom.

If not for the fact that his clothes were not worth much, he seriously suspected that the little fat girl in front of him would have taken off his underwear. Su Xiaoxiao looked at the table that was filled with people. “This isn’t enough.”

Helian Ye, who had been robbed until he went bankrupt, said coldly, “What else do you want?”

Su Xiaoxiao raised her eyebrows and said, “Give me a token that allows me to enter and leave Northern Yan freely. Don’t say that you don’t want to give it to me. If your life isn’t as valuable as a lousy token, that’s really cheap!”

Helian Ye gritted his teeth and pulled out his General’s Estate token and threw it to her!

Su Xiaoxiao was satisfied.

She turned to look at Emperor Jing Xuan above the hall. “Since it’s a tribute, I’ll offer it to His Majesty!”

The Old Marquis said fiercely, “Fool! What do you think His Majesty is? His

Majesty is a wise ruler. How can he be greedy for what a little girl won?”

The pained Emperor Jing Xuan could only say, “…You, just keep it.”

Su Xiaoxiao smiled. “Thank you, Your Majesty!”

After crossing the bright road, it was finally all hers!

Outside the hall, Xiao Zhonghua and Jing Yi stood under the light.

The two of them were delayed by official business and came a little late. They happened to catch Su Xiaoxiao playing the zither with the Princess of Northern Yan. Su Xiaoxiao’s song was simply heavenly music. Jing Yi asked, “Cousin, do you regret it?”

Xiao Zhonghua said in a low voice, “Is it useful to regret?”

JingYi shook his head decisively. “It’s useless.”

Xiao Zhonghua glanced at him. “Then why are you still asking?”

Jing Yi said fearlessly, “Oh, to agitate you.”

Xiao Zhonghua was speechless.

With this immortal music, the later songs seemed to have less flavor. The more everyone reminisced, the more they felt that they had not had enough. They did not know if they would have the chance to witness that vocal banquet again in their lives.

At the end of the banquet, the young Princess of Western Jin handed Wuhu that was almost bald to Su Xiaoxiao. “I’ll return the Wuhu to you. Can you bring Wuhu to play with me tomorrow?”

Su Xiaoxiao said softly, “Princess, I’ll lend Wuhu to you for a few days. You don’t have to be so anxious to return it to me.”

The little Princess of Western Jin said with sparkling eyes, “Really? Can I bring the Wuhu back to the posthouse?”

Su Xiaoxiao nodded.

If she did not bring Wuhu back, how could Wuhu be a little spy?

The young Princess of the Western Jin carried Wuhu and went happily.

Su Xiaoxiao finally came to Princess Hui An. Princess Hui An turned her face away. “Hmph, you still know to come back?”