The Princess of Northern Land

Chapter 129 - 129 129 - New Plans (Part 4 (1))_1



Chapter 129 - 129 129 - New Plans (Part 4 (1))_1

?Chapter 129: Chapter 129 – New Plans (Part 4 (1))_1 Chapter 129: Chapter 129 – New Plans (Part 4 (1))_1 “Let me take a look first.” Lin Ziyin smiled and nodded, passing him some layered cakes and buns, “These are homemade, rustic folks like us don’t have much to offer, I hope the officer doesn’t mind.”

“Thank you, Miss Lin.” On an ordinary day, the officer wouldn’t even pay attention to these buns and cakes. However, as they were presented by Lin Ziyin, an individual associated with the third son known for his amiable demeanor, the gesture held extraordinary significance.

With a smile, he took the basket, exchanging a few cordial words.

The arrival of Lin Ziyin not only brought astonishment to the villagers but also agitation among the prisoners.

“Please, miss, I can do anything, please buy me.”

“That child eats little and works hard, please buy him.”

“Silence!” The officer, the first to grow impatient, cracked his whip into the crowd. The noise immediately subsided, but there were still remnants of subdued whimpering.

Yanzhi was frightened into silence in Guo Huiniang’s arms, while Guo Huiniang’s legs were trembling.

She hadn’t expected these people to have suffered far worse than she had been told.

“What can they do?” Seeing a few people in the corner quietly watching Yu Sha’ou, Lin Ziyin suddenly asked.

“They were all once the Darts Masters of the Brave Escort Agency.” Before Lin Ziyin, Yu Sha’ou dared not lie.

“Darts Masters?” Lin Ziyin muttered to herself, “Do they have families?”

“The one on the left does, the other two do not.”

Lin Ziyin nodded, cast him a deep look, and then addressed them, “You all step forward.”

At her command, these men stepped forward in astonishment.

“Bring your families as well.” Lin Ziyin ordered next.

A look of joy finally emerged on the face of the man on the left. His gaze at Lin Ziyin was filled with gratitude.

Indeed, his family stepped forward, a woman, three boys, and a girl. There was one more person in his family than in Yu Sha’ou’s, but the youngest child, who seemed to be only five or six years old, was so skinny that it was heartbreaking to lay eyes on him.

The family joyously stood by Lin Ziyin, respectfully abstaining from speaking out of turn.

“Which of you know how to farm?” Lin Ziyin asked again.

“I do.”

“My family used to be farmers.”

“I never dare to slack off when it comes to farming.”

Again, the chatter was deafening.

Lin Ziyin picked out a few people she found suitable, and then asked them to show their hands.

These individuals eagerly displayed their hands.

Lin Ziyin looked at each one without speaking, causing the people standing out to palpitate with anxiety.

“You, you … step forward.” She selected thirteen or fourteen of them, “Bring your families.”

Thus, another group of people came forward.

Seeing her selecting so many people, the villagers all looked at Lin Ziyin in shock, seeing her as a fool in their minds.

Just how much silver would all these people cost?

“Stretch out your hands.” Lin Ziyin addressed the women and children.

Once again, these individuals stretched out their hands, their hearts rate skyrocketing with fear.

“Can you do farm work too?” Lin Ziyin asked one of the women.

“This slave used to be a cook at the manor. I mostly cooked and seldom worked in the field. But, miss, I can do anything, really, I can do anything and I will not be lazy.” The woman started crying out of fear.

“Are you good at cooking?” Lin Ziyin asked again.


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