Qin Yao noticed Mu Ling's anger and asked, "General, why do you want to see me?"
Mu Ling turned his back and took a deep breath, so as not to be angered by her counter-routine and lose his mind. After calming down a little, he knew that the woman in front of him was not so easy to deal with, so he directly invited her:
"You have a lot of power, but you are wasting it in this rural village. I'm sure you are unwilling to do so. Are you interested in serving Her Royal Highness the Princess?"
Qin Yao's breathing became noticeably faster. It would be a lie to say she wasn't excited. The opportunity to rise to fame overnight suddenly appeared before her and was indeed very attractive.
But after the secret joy in her heart, Qin Yao calmed down again and asked curiously:
"I am a rough man, I don't like to eat flatbread, I only believe in things I can see and touch, so I would like to ask, what kind of identity does the general plan to arrange for me to serve your highness?"
Mu Ling curled his lips and smiled confidently, saying, "Normally, newcomers must go through two years of trials and pass them before they can join His Highness's guards, but I can make an exception for you. As long as you come, you will be a member of the guards and enjoy the treatment of a seventh-rank sergeant."
"Your Highness has always been kind to his subordinates. As long as you work hard, it won't be difficult to be promoted to the sixth rank within three years."
Mu Ling felt that with such generous conditions in front of him, a commoner would be so happy that he would not know what to do.
He looked at Qin Yao expectantly, waiting for her to say something like "I am willing to serve Your Highness."
However, Qin Yao laughed and said somewhat unexpectedly: "I didn't expect that I could be worthy of a seventh-rank sergeant, but that is only the same treatment as a seventh-rank sergeant after all, not a real seventh-rank sergeant."
"In other words, I am actually just a servant who receives a monthly salary in the princess's mansion and has to risk his life for Her Highness at any time."
"I'm sorry, General." Qin Yao bowed again, then stood up and said with a smile: "The conditions you offer are not enough for me to be willing to sacrifice my life for them."
After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.
The female soldiers looked at her in shock, unable to believe how anyone could be willing to give up such an opportunity.
Just as the general said, these female soldiers who were able to join the Guards had all undergone two years of training in the barracks and then passed through layers of selection before they could come before the eldest princess.
What a great honor this is! And yet there are still people who despise it!
Mu Ling was stunned for a moment, then looked at the figure leaving in a leisurely manner, feeling unwilling. He took two quick steps to catch up with the man and stopped him.
"Qin Yao!"
Qin Yao stopped, turned around and looked at her with a smile.
Mu Ling glanced at her hatefully and reminded her again: "Do you know how many women would beg for such an opportunity but cannot get it?"
She raised her hand and pointed at the handsome man in the corner in front of her who shrank his neck in fear at her glance, "Are you planning to live your whole life with such a cowardly man, bear children for him, and be trapped in a kitchen with a pot you can see the end of?!"
"Are you willing?" Mu Ling didn't wait for her to answer, and immediately answered with certainty: "I absolutely don't believe it!"
Qin Yao raised her eyebrows in surprise. She really didn't expect Mu Ling to say such a thing.
You have to know that since she traveled through time, all she has heard are words of persuasion from good wives and loving mothers. If she didn't have such abilities, the people in Liujia Village would have pointed fingers at her as an "evil woman who refused to obey her husband."
She looked at her quietly, and in a trance she seemed to see the era she lived in, those young girls, who buried their heads in study in the university study room, waiting for the completion of their studies, and then with full ambition to build the motherland, resolutely threw themselves into all walks of life and made great contributions!
Mu Ling didn't know what Qin Yao was thinking about. He just saw Qin Yao looking at him without saying a word, feeling really disappointed in him.
She wished she could press her head and pour all her thoughts into her brain, and wash away all the ideas of "good wife and loving mother" and "giving birth to children for her husband" in her mind.
Qin Yao looked at Mu Ling's chest rising and falling violently, and a sincere smile bloomed on her face. "I think the general may have misunderstood something. Thank you for your kindness. Please leave this opportunity to the next woman. She will need it more than I do."
Qin Yao clenched her fist towards Mu Ling and the five female soldiers, "You must work hard and fight for a place for women in this world."
"You really are!" Mu Ling held her forehead with her hand. She didn't know what to say for a moment.
If she knew that, why did she refuse to join them?
"Are you really not coming?" Mu Ling asked again, not giving up.
Qin Yao shook her head. "No, I have the ability to choose the life I want."
Of course, I dare not say too much, "If one day I get tired of my current life and miss the days of the exciting and happy world, maybe I will come to you on my own initiative."
But not now.
Now she just wants to live a peaceful life, planting seeds in the spring, harvesting fruits in the autumn, sitting leisurely and watching the clouds roll by, feeling fulfilled and contented.
There are thousands of women in this world, and she is one of them.
Qin Yao shrugged. She would not be subject to any moral kidnapping. She was only loyal to her own heart.
She just doesn't want to go. If Mu Ling puts the sword to her neck, the result will be that she will die and she will live!
Dangerous murderous intent shone from Qin Yao's black eyes, without any concealment, and struck directly into Mu Ling's eyes. The powerful aura completely enveloped her.
Mu Ling got goose bumps on her back. She clenched her fists tightly to prevent herself from shaking uncontrollably, and took one step back.
But she was unwilling to give in. She gritted her teeth and took off the jade pendant she had worn on her waist for ten years and handed it to him. "If you regret it, you can always come to the princess's mansion to find me."
Qin Yao reached out to take it and looked at it for a few times. It was a white square jade pendant with the word "wood" engraved on it. Apart from that, there were no other patterns. It was very simple.
"Don't worry, I won't sell it. It would be nice to keep it as a family heirloom for my children." Qin Yao joked.
Mu Ling felt the pressure on her body suddenly disappear. Her shoulders slumped slightly and she let out a long sigh. She was almost suffocated to death just now!
When I heard her say that she wanted to leave it to her children as a family heirloom, the corners of my mouth twitched and a sense of regret rose in my heart.
But Qin Yao had already put the jade pendant in her arms and patted her clothes to press it down, cutting off the possibility of her asking for it back.
Before Qin Yao turned around and left, Mu Ling suddenly asked, "Do you have money to go to the capital?"
She glanced up and down at her cotton jacket and skirt. It had no patterns on it and she didn't even have a silver hairpin on her head. She looked so shabby.
Qin Yao was quite calm and directly extended her hand, "Then General, please give me some money for the trip."
If it wasn't strange to slap a woman whom he had just met twice and was actually a stranger to him, Mu Ling would have given her a loud slap in the face.
You deserve it for being in such a bad condition and refusing to join the Guards!
Qin Yao: "You scolded me?"
Mu Ling was shocked, but she didn't even say a word!
"Forget it, goodbye." Qin Yao clasped her fists, hooked her finger at the man in the corner, and left leisurely, looking in a good mood.
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