I'm a Buddhist foster child

Detained in the military camp of the Northern Zhou Dynasty, the Qi people did not expect Bai Jian to go back, so this condition was a small one for them, and it was not a price increase at all. It was worrying, and he agreed with it.

Now that the two sides have reached an agreement, the only thing left is to exchange hostages. They sent Feng Xiaolian there, and the Northern Qi people sent back Yan Shi, the mother of Otsuka Zaiyu Wenhu. It was as simple as that.

Of course, there is one more thing, that is Bai Jian.

Yang Jian took so many troubles to return Bai Jian, in fact, he was planning to make a detour and give Bai Jian an "identity" so that he could justifiably become his own.

Now that Beiqi's contract of selling his life has been obtained, Yang Jian flicked the Yishu in his hand and said with a smile, "Let's go, let's go meet Bai Jian."

Yang Guang pushed Yang Jian to the stables, but after a few days of absence, the stables became much more orderly than before. One reason was that Yu Wenzhi's confidant had a broken rib, so he could no longer show off his might, so the stables were much more "harmonious".The second reason is that Bai Jian does have the talent in this area. These horses are meticulously tended by Bai Jian every day, and they all look strong and powerful, and their coat color is extremely shiny.

Bai Jian was wearing a rough coat with his sleeves rolled up, showing his strong arms. He was washing the horse under the sun. He didn't think it was dirty, and he took care of the horse's mane bit by bit.

When Yang Jian smiled: "General Bai."

Bai Jian didn't stop the movements of his subordinates, as if Yang Jian was not as noble as a horse, while washing the horse, he said: "General Zhen Jun showed up today, is he finally planning to let Yan Ju go back?"

"Put it back?" Yang Jian smiled faintly and said, "Where does General Bai want to go?"

Bai Jian said, "Naturally, it's going home."

Yang Jian shook his head, "tsk tsk" twice, and said, "Yes, General Bai may not know that the emperor of your Qi people has already sold you to Jian, and General Bai is... homeless."

Yang Jian handed over the envoy's transfer letter, Bai Jian finally put down the brush in his hand, took a straight look at Yang Jian, and then took the letter.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "This is General Bai's contract of selling himself. From now on, no matter whether General Bai is willing or not, you are all part-timers."