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Emperor Feng Xun was looking down from a high position, seemingly watching with cold eyes, but inside he was already getting restless.

He was unwilling to admit that Prince Yi was most like himself in terms of greed for money.

The only difference is that Prince Yi can be shameless, but he is the emperor, so he cannot.

Prince Duan was speechless, his hawk-like eyes glaring angrily.

"Your Highness Prince Yi, this is His Majesty's imperial study. You must be responsible for what you say." Duke Gu Yan of Xu State saw his nephew suffer a loss and could not just sit back and watch.

Zhou Chang was already confident and didn't care.

"You value money more than your life." Prince Duan could not say anything else.

"What's wrong with valuing money more than life?" Zhou Chang tilted his head and glanced at Emperor Lin, "Even if you have money, you can't save your life, let alone if you don't have money?"

Emperor Lin had no choice but to make a decision: "What do you think?"

No one dared to speak.

"What does Prince Rong think?" Emperor Lin asked Prince Rong.

Prince Rong's face was filled with worry. "War is an ominous thing. We should not start it lightly. We don't know what will happen to the people in those three cities. If we negotiate peace, we may be able to avoid suffering."

He has always wanted to be a gentleman who cares about the world and the people.

However, it is not the answer to the question.

Zhou Chang could see clearly that the emperor had wavered and he had to seize the opportunity to attack: "How about it? Father, do you want to make this bet with me?"

"Ming'er, are you really so sure that my Dalin will win?" Emperor Lin himself was unsure and he kept asking just to find more support.

He was nearly seventy years old and his health was failing. He thought that as an emperor, he should at least accomplish some achievements in his life so that there would be some records of his merits in history books after his death.

The three states of northern Vietnam were lost during his reign, and had been lost for more than ten years. The "Anbei Agreement" was in vain, and the people of the neighboring countries became foreign invaders. Everyone in the court was resentful.

If I could recover the three states before I die, and pacify Nanqing and recover northern Vietnam, I could at least write something down after my death, which would give an explanation to future generations.

That's why they were willing to spend a large sum of money to fight this war, but they didn't expect that the war would last for more than two years.

Now the money has been spent, but the results are not as expected.

"Of course, definitely, certainly and for sure." Zhou Chang experienced it personally in his previous life.

The Emperor thought of what Concubine Rui had mentioned before, that the two crowns were inexplicably taken away by God. Now that Prince Yi was so sure, his confidence inexplicably doubled.

Zhou Chang never forgot the character of Emperor Lin that he had learned from Concubine Rui: "Father, whether you win or lose, you will not lose."

To Emperor Lin, the two words "not at a disadvantage" are worth a thousand words.

But he has always been indecisive on state affairs, and he glanced at Fang She who was standing beside him.

Fang She understood, bent down and whispered in the emperor's ear, glancing at the golden tortoise: "Your Majesty, I don't know about the others, but that golden tortoise is definitely made of real gold."

If it were someone else, this would be the same as not saying anything, but to Emperor Lin, it was a reminder: "Okay, I'll make a bet with you."

"Your Majesty, please think twice. War is a matter of great importance to a country. We cannot easily make a bet on it." Unexpectedly, at the last moment, Prince Rong stood up to object.

Prince Duan is also a die-hard fan of Prince Yi, and he added, "Yes, Father, we have to be clear about this. If we win, it will be a blessing for the court. If we lose, Prince Yi said he is willing to bear the consequences. But what if we end up negotiating peace? How will that work? We can't let some people make excuses and get away with it."

"Negotiation? Why peace negotiation? We can definitely win." Zhou Chang was almost certain that as long as what she heard that day was correct, then as long as the war was dragged on, they would be able to win easily.

"Are you so sure? Negotiating peace is not without benefits." Prince Duan had just advocated sending troops to reinforce, but now he had no time to bother with Zhou Chang. "Whether to negotiate peace or not, it is ultimately up to the emperor to decide. You have no right to speak without thinking."

"I am sure that Lin will win." Zhou Chang's neck stiffened, and he was furious. "Father, please do not negotiate peace. If we are forced to negotiate peace in the end, I will lose. But father, you must ensure that Dalin cannot take the initiative to negotiate peace and insist on fighting."

"Okay." Emperor Lin was rarely straightforward.

No matter what the result is, he will not lose.

As for the innocence of a merchant, he doesn't care whether he is killed or not.

And, obviously, Prince Yi's bet can greatly boost people's morale.

He wanted to win no matter what.

Emperor Lin also knew that he always had the problem of "speaking and regretting", and was afraid that he would drag it on any longer. The next second he realized something was wrong: "I am tired after talking so much, my dear ministers, please go away."

After saying this, he stood up and returned to the harem at the eunuch's command of "Get up!"

Everyone knelt down in a hurry to see the emperor off.

When they stood up again, they all stared at Zhou Chang.

Zhou Chang didn't care at all, but scanned the crowd and asked in a bad tone: "Is the Minister of Justice here? Where is the Minister of Justice?"

Prince Yi has never participated in court affairs, so it is normal that he is not familiar with the ministers in the court.

Pei Li, the Minister of Justice, has been troubled by the three thefts in the Minister of War's mansion these days. Previously, he was forced to deal with various forces because of the case of the Minister of Revenue Minhang. He was exhausted and didn't want to stand out, so he has been hiding in the background today to keep a safe life.

Hearing Zhou Chang's question, he had no choice but to come out and bow, "I, the Minister of Justice Pei Li, pay my respects to His Royal Highness Prince Yi. What instructions does His Royal Highness have?"

"Did Lord Pei hear everything just now?" Zhou Chang's tone was full of majesty.

"Yes, I heard it." Pei Li was startled and became more cautious.

"Then please ask Lord Pei to postpone the execution of Yuan Yu indefinitely and ensure that Yuan Yu's life is safe in the Heavenly Prison until the war between my Lin Kingdom and the Mirage Kingdom is over." Zhou Chang put her hands behind her back. She had watched too many conspiracy theories in TV dramas in her previous life, so she had to think more carefully.

"Yes, I will ensure Yuan Yu's safety." Pei Li bent his body lower.

Zhou Chang looked down at Pei Li's head with a cold gaze: "I am not worried about Yuan Yu's safety, but if he gets into trouble beforehand, you should be prepared to risk your life."

"Yes, yes, I dare not." Pei Li agreed hurriedly, cold sweat already seeping out from under his official hat.

After all the trouble for today's situation, Zhou Chang breathed a sigh of relief.

In front of the palace gate, a skinny monkey was squatting under the wall next to the palace gate. He had some food in his hand. When he saw Zhou Chang coming out, he stuffed it all into his mouth.

The skinny monkey came up to him while chewing his food: "Your Highness, you are out. The carriage has been sent for repair. I wanted to hire a carriage but found that you didn't take the gift box you brought this morning. I hurried to send it here and there was no time to go back and find another carriage."

"Thanks to you for sending the golden tortoise in time, today I was able to accomplish something big." Zhou Chang saw the dried sweat stains on the skinny monkey's gray cloth clothes, "You must have run here with that big box in your arms, you must have worked so hard."

The skinny monkey didn't care at all, grinning with his big white teeth: "It's nothing, even if it's a whole roasted lamb, I can carry it and run."

"Okay, let's go eat roasted whole lamb." Zhou Chang was happy and wanted to celebrate.

The skinny monkey asked instead: "Prince, do we have spare money?" "Can a salted fish really turn over?

You can, but you’ll still be a worthless person after you turn things around.”