"The two oxen you've produced don't look like wild oxen at all, they're clearly domesticated. In a place like White Blind Mountain, where would he go to capture two domesticated oxen?
Isn't this just a trap for him?"
"Lady…"
"Choose one, either go back empty-handed and start gnawing on tree bark as the Sixth Prince said, or take these two oxen back with you and have a feast on their meat and soup."
Lin Caisang interrupted him before he could say anything, stretching out two fingers in front of him.
"Make a choice."
Jiang Zuo: "!!!"
This is coercion, what choice does he have? Of course, he'll choose the food. Otherwise, what? Is he supposed to choose to gnaw on tree bark?
"Then I'll 'capture' them and take them back," he said.
"That's more like it."
Lin Caisang smiled widely and, with a flick of her hand, produced two ducks, handing them over to Jiang Zuo.
"Here, take this. Today, I feel like having duck soup. Have Zhe Jue cook it," she said.