Chapter 93
After the Sixth Prince was choked by Li Mo and couldn’t continue, he could only find a way out for himself. He soon found an excuse and left with the strategist.
If he couldn’t afford to provoke him, couldn’t he hide? Since he wouldn’t let him go south, he would just go back to the capital first. As long as he could gather the Third Prince’s old subordinates, he could still inherit the throne.
“Wen Shi, you’ve chosen me, right?” As soon as the Sixth Prince left, the excitement in Li Mo’s words could not be hidden.
Wen Shi gave a soft hum, his tone a little tired. “I choose to cooperate with you. I need your help.”
“Brother Wen Shi, what do you need my help with?” Li Mo controlled herself and tried to make herself look a little more natural and not too excited.
Wen Shi pursed his lips. If it weren’t for the fact that he really had no other way, he actually didn’t want to cooperate with Li Mo, but reality was so cruel…
When his father and brother had just passed away, to stabilize the situation of the Zhenbei army, he had very smoothly become Wen Shi and had also completed the inheritance of the title.
He had originally thought that after he had let his father and brother rest in peace, he would lead the Zhenbei army to repel the barbarians, and then kill his enemies with his own hands, but the cruel and real situation had poured a bucket of cold water on his head.
In these ten days, he had realized another problem. The few generals who knew his identity did not completely trust him. When he intervened in more core military affairs, his subordinates began to show signs of feigning compliance.
Especially when he proposed to train a heavy cavalry, three of the six generals were extremely opposed, feeling that his plan was too unrealistic.
They claimed that the Zhenbei army’s vitality had not yet recovered, and they simply could not spare too much manpower and material resources to build a heavy cavalry that required a lot of money to train. Compared to this, what was more needed at the current stage was to start recruiting new soldiers again, store enough grain, and prepare for a protracted war with the barbarians.
The wording of the three generals was actually very polite, but Wen Shi could hear that they felt that he did not have the strength to command the three hundred thousand Zhenbei army. Even if he had been on the battlefield before and had killed enemy soldiers, in their eyes, he was still not the real Wen Shi. He was more like an object, a puppet that could stabilize the Zhenbei army.
This was not the most devastating thing for Wen Shi. Wen Shi felt that it was understandable to have his ability doubted. He could use his own strength to dispel their doubts. All he needed was time.
What was most devastating to Wen Shi was that the general who had watched him grow up had actually hinted that he could start to choose the strictest husband. After the one-year period of mourning was over, he could consider having a child so that the bloodline of the Prince of Zhenbei could continue.
“I want to form a heavy cavalry, a cavalry that can face the enemy head-on, and also the kind that can win a crushing victory,” Wen Shi’s eyes were full of unwillingness. He did not feel that he was lacking in any way, and even more so, he was unwilling to become a tool to continue the bloodline.
He wanted to prove himself, to use his own strength to dispel their doubts, to defeat the barbarians with an absolute advantage, and then to use his real identity openly.
Wen Shi could be the Prince of Zhenbei, and Wen Runan could also be. Ascending to the throne did not depend on gender, but on ability.
“I hope you can lend me two hundred thousand taels of silver, Brother Jiang Ling. If possible, I want to use this money to customize a batch of heavy armor,” Wen Shi stated his request. The northern border was not short of people who wanted to be soldiers. What was lacking was supplies and money and grain.
“Only two hundred thousand taels?” Li Mo’s eyebrows rose slightly, and her eyes softened. “Building a heavy cavalry is very expensive. Not to mention the people, just the excellent horses alone are a big expense.”
Wen Shi: “The people can be chosen. The northern border is not short of horses.”
“I know the northern border is not short of horses, but the northern border should be short of good horses, right?” Li Mo said. “Have you considered buying a batch of high-quality ancient Mongolian horses, Brother Wen Shi?”
“Ancient Mongolian horses?” Wen Shi frowned. He was moved the moment he heard these three words, but he quickly calmed down. “Ancient Mongolian horses are a breed of horse raised by the barbarians. Under these circumstances, it is impossible for them to sell them to us.”
“The current barbarians are a tribal alliance. This kind of alliance looks very united, but in reality, it is very fragile. They may not be willing to sell at a normal price, but if the price is doubled, someone will be tempted. If it is doubled again, most of the tribes will be willing to sell us a few dozen ancient Mongolian horses,” Li Mo said with a smile.
Money makes the world go round. This applied to anyone, and even the barbarians were no exception.
“You mean, to buy ancient Mongolian horses from different tribes? A small number of times, but many times?” Wen Shi was a little tempted. “Theoretically, it’s feasible, but in actual operation…”
Li Mo: “It’s almost winter. If they are not short of silver, they will definitely be short of grain.”
“Exchange grain for horses? Isn’t that providing the enemy army with grain in disguise?” Wen Shi’s volume instantly rose. “It’s fine to exchange money, but not grain! We are already short of grain!”
“Don’t be so excited, Brother Wen Shi. Let me explain,” Li Mo gently patted Wen Shi’s back, taking the opportunity to get a little closer, and even gently rubbing her nose against Wen Shi’s side face.
“We can selectively use grain or weapons and armor as an exchange. You have to know that it is very normal for there to be friction between the tribes. When everyone is short of grain, what will be the consequences if a weak tribe has a large amount of grain?”
“On the other hand, among the powerful tribes, the gap in their strength is not very large. If they get a batch of sufficiently excellent weapons and armor, do you think they will still be willing to be second?” Li Mo tempted him. To deal with the enemy, one had to be unscrupulous. If one could be insidious, then be insidious.
Wen Shi frowned at first. As Li Mo’s words entered his ears one by one, his heart began to waver.
This made a lot of sense. The barbarians had even learned to buy over traitors and cooperate with the current prince. They were just conducting some normal transactions. What was wrong with that?
“What do you think of my idea, Brother Wen Shi?” Li Mo licked her lower lip, trying her best to control her desire.
She couldn’t be in a hurry this time. She had to take it slow. To tease her simple-minded lover and watch her emotions be pulled by her was actually quite nice.
Wen Shi’s body leaned back. Li Mo was leaning too close. The distance between them was almost zero.
“I will remember this kindness. If you need anything in the future, just say the word, Brother Jiang Ling,” Wen Shi couldn’t help but slow his breathing. He found that he smelled a special fragrance, a fragrance that he couldn’t describe, but was very pleasant.
“Anything?” Li Mo did not continue to get closer, but maintained her current posture. “I might make some rather excessive requests—”
“As long as it doesn’t harm innocent people, anything is fine,” Wen Shi was asking for a favor now. Naturally, he would not make any requests. What he had to do was to show his sincerity as much as possible and let Li Mo trust him.
“Alright, I’ll remember that,” Wen Shi’s answer made Li Mo very satisfied. She extended her right hand and lightly supported the other person’s waist. “Be careful. Don’t fall.”
Wen Shi was originally very stable, but after being supported by Li Mo like this, his waist went soft, and he almost fell.
“Didn’t I tell you to be careful? Why are you still not paying attention?” This time, Li Mo held Wen Shi’s waist firmly, a hint of slyness flashing in her eyes.
Heaven could see that she didn’t do it on purpose just now. She was careless. It was an accident that she had touched the sensitive spot on the other person’s waist.
“I’m fine, I’m fine,” Wen Shi said, a little flustered, and pulled away Li Mo’s hand. The two of them had just reached a verbal agreement. At this time, he absolutely could not expose his identity.
“Do you have time recently, Brother Wen Shi? Why don’t we pick a time and have a long talk?” Li Mo withdrew her hand and put it behind her back.
“There are still some important matters in the military camp that have not been dealt with. I’m afraid I’ll be a little busy these few days,” Wen Shi used his usual excuse.
Li Mo twisted her eyebrows. “I already have a clue about the merchant who is going to buy the ancient Mongolian horses, but I’m still a little unclear about the specific procurement needs. I plan to pick a time and discuss it with you, Brother Wen Shi.”
“Sigh, military affairs are important after all. When you have time, Brother Wen Shi, we’ll talk in detail,” Li Mo pretended to sigh. “What a pity. If we can’t talk about the details, the procurement will have to be postponed.”
Wen Shi: “…” Was this really not deliberately said to him? What did she mean by having a suitable merchant, but the details of the procurement were not clear? This was forcing him…
“I suddenly remembered that Uncle Wang is dealing with those matters. If I go over early tomorrow morning, it will be in time,” Wen Shi could vaguely sense that Li Mo had some doubts about his identity.
The so-called long talk would most likely develop into a candlelight night talk. To not turn into sleeping together, he had to find a reason in advance. At that time, even if the talk ended late at night, he could use military affairs as an excuse to leave the prince’s mansion overnight.
Li Mo raised an eyebrow slightly. After hearing Wen Shi’s words, she had a rough idea of what the other party was thinking.
“That’s just right. I’ll go and buy two jars of good wine. We’ll have a good talk and a good chat tonight,” Li Mo said with a smile, quickly cutting off his escape route.
The smile on Wen Shi’s lips became a little stiff, but to be able to form a heavy cavalry, he could only nod slowly in agreement and go along with Li Mo’s words.
Clearly, in this conversation, Li Mo had the absolute upper hand. She did not hide her intentions too much and directly set the time for the detailed talk after dinner.
Wen Shi naturally could not object and could only have someone quickly find some pills that could sober him up and took several of them in advance.
As long as he could remain rational, Wen Shi was confident that he could maintain his disguise. The other party wouldn’t directly strip him naked just to verify his so-called guess, right?
By the time Li Mo had dawdled and finished her dinner, the sun had long since set in the west, and the rising moon was hanging in the sky. The soft and bright moonlight spilled under the eaves, and then secretly slipped into the room through the unclosed window.
The moonlight had just drilled in when it was defeated by the bright candlelight in the room and soon disappeared.
“Brother Jiang Ling, let’s not drink anymore. It’s important to talk about serious business,” after talking for less than a quarter of an hour, Wen Shi had already been forced to drink half a jin of wine. His flushed face became even softer under the candlelight.
“There’s no hurry. It’s still early. Let’s have another drink, just one,” Li Mo said, filling the wine glass in front of Wen Shi, and then picked up her half-full wine glass. “Come, to our cooperation, cheers!”
Wen Shi’s brows furrowed slightly. He tried his best to blink to keep himself awake. “Alright, last one. To our smooth cooperation!”
After clinking glasses, Wen Shi directly downed it in one gulp. The smell of alcohol that came up soon made him even dizzier.
In comparison, Li Mo, who had originally only had half a glass of wine, just lightly touched it with her upper lip. She didn’t even drink a small sip before she put down the wine glass.
“Brother Wen Shi, in your plan, you only need two thousand heavy cavalry, right?” Li Mo lowered her voice, unconsciously rubbing the pad of her finger, the expression in her eyes perfectly hidden in the candlelight.
“Yes! I want to build a heavy cavalry! A heavy cavalry that can crush the barbarian cavalry!” Wen Shi said and couldn’t help but slam the table, staggering to his feet. “I want to use facts to tell them! I can! I’m not bad at all!”
“Alright, alright. You are the best, Brother Wen Shi,” Li Mo was stunned for a moment and quickly got up to support Wen Shi, lest he accidentally fall.
How could Wen Shi’s alcohol tolerance be so poor? She hadn’t even finished half a jar, and he was already drunk?
“Brother Jiang Ling, you will help me, right? You will definitely be able to help me buy two thousand ancient Mongolian horses before you leave, right?” Wen Shi held Jiang Ling’s hand with some excitement, his gaze very hot.
“Don’t worry. As long as you don’t see two thousand ancient Mongolian horses for a day, Brother Wen Shi, I won’t leave for a day!” Li Mo’s gaze was also very hot. She slid her fingers between Wen Shi’s, interlacing their hands.
Wen Shi’s eyebrows twitched slightly. He resisted the urge to shake his hand and continued, “Good, that’s great! With your help, Brother Jiang Ling, I will definitely be able to form a heavy cavalry! At that time, we brothers will be of one mind and directly kill our way to the barbarian’s royal tent, eliminating the future trouble once and for all!”
Li Mo nodded very hard. “Alright! Just for this ‘brothers of one mind,’ Brother Wen Shi! I am willing to mourn for my uncle for three years! If the barbarians are not pacified, I will not go back!”
Wen Shi: “…” The direction of this topic seemed a little off. The purpose of him pretending to be drunk was to find an excuse to drive the other party away, not to give the other party a reason to stay!
“Come, Brother Jiang Ling, let’s have a drink!” Wen Shi used this to pull his hand away. He was now seven parts pretending to be drunk, and only three parts were real.
This time, Wen Shi had learned his lesson when they clinked glasses. When he drank, he deliberately pretended not to hold it steady, letting most of the wine spill on the table. Only a quarter of it was drunk by her.
Li Mo used the same trick again. After lightly touching it with her lips, she put down the wine glass.
“Brother Wen Shi, why didn’t you finish it? Don’t you want to acknowledge me as your brother?” Wen Shi held Li Mo’s wrist, his face full of displeasure. “If you are so insincere, if you don’t punish yourself with three glasses, I won’t forgive you.”
Oh ho, she had been caught.
“Hmm? What did you say, Brother Wen Shi?” Li Mo played dumb, with a look of not having reacted, and replied a little slowly, “What didn’t I finish? Didn’t I finish?”
“The wine! You didn’t finish this glass of wine!” Wen Shi raised his volume. Was he going to pretend to be drunk with him?
“Oh, that…” Li Mo looked down at her wine glass. “It seems… I really… didn’t finish it.”
“Brother Jiang Ling, you… you have to punish yourself with three glasses!” Wen Shi said and used his other hand to pick up the wine jar, filling it up with two “thuds.” “Come, this is the first one!”
“Alright! First one!” Li Mo simply went along with the act, held Wen Shi’s wrist with her other hand, and then drank the wine in one gulp.
Wen Shi was pulled a step forward. After the distance was shortened, he could clearly see the wine sliding down Li Mo’s jawline, passing through her long and fair neck, and finally disappearing into her collar.
“Come, another one!” After one gulp, a blush also appeared on Li Mo’s face, and her gaze towards Wen Shi was even hotter.
“The, the second one,” Wen Shi was burned by the gaze and lowered his head to continue to pour the wine.
After three glasses of strong wine, the corners of Li Mo’s eyes began to turn slightly red. Although she looked like Jiang Ling now, she was still using her own body.
As a princess who had always lived in the imperial palace, her body had never touched strong wine. Even if her willpower was high enough, she couldn’t help but start to feel a little dizzy.
“I’ve drunk three glasses. Brother Wen Shi, do you want to also have a go?” Li Mo let go of the wine glass, with a look of being drunk. She directly rested her forehead on Wen Shi’s shoulder. “I have three, you have three. That’s what good brothers are!”
Wen Shi couldn’t help but retreat, but for every step he took, Li Mo took a step forward, forcing him to lean against a pillar before she stopped.
“Brother Jiang Ling, are you drunk?” Wen Shi felt the alcohol kicking in again. Because his legs were starting to feel a little weak, he felt that he was a little unsteady.
“Is that so? I feel like I’m drunk, but I also feel like I’m not drunk,” Li Mo rested her head in the crook of Wen Shi’s neck, and a distinctly female fragrance kept entering his nostrils.
“Wen Shi, what do you think? Am I drunk?” Li Mo murmured softly, one hand intertwined with Wen Shi’s, and the other wrapped around his slender waist.
Wen Shi felt that his reaction was starting to become slow. He actually didn’t push Li Mo away in the first instance, but let her hug him for a long while before he struggled to push her away.
“Brother Jiang Ling, I seem to be a little drunk. Why don’t we just call it a night for tonight’s talk?” Wen Shi felt that he couldn’t hold on anymore. If it weren’t for the pillar, he would probably have been so weak in the legs that he would have sat on the ground.
“Hmm? What did you say, Brother Wen Shi? You want to go to bed with me?” Li Mo raised her head. Her eyes were still red, but her gaze was very clear. It didn’t look like she was drunk at all.
“Huh?” Wen Shi was stunned for a moment, his head a little unable to process it. “What did I say?”
“I see. You want to sleep with me, Brother Wen Shi,” Li Mo smiled. After standing up straight, she used a little strength in her arm and very easily pulled Wen Shi into her arms.
“Brother Wen Shi, can you still walk? Do you want me to carry you to bed?” Li Mo was close to Wen Shi’s ear. Seeing that the back of his ears were red, she couldn’t help but lick his earlobe.
Hiss— Wen Shi’s legs were really weak now. After losing the pillar he could rely on, he could only give most of his body weight to Li Mo.
What was going on? Why was he getting dizzier and dizzier? Had the sobering medicine he had taken before been for nothing?
Hearing Wen Shi’s breathing grow heavier, the corners of Li Mo’s lips curled up slightly.
This wine was really good. As expected of a good wine that was famous for its strong aftertaste. It had really gotten Wen Shi drunk.