Back and forth: I brought supplies to help the impoverished prince

The uneasiness in my heart reached its peak when the Zhou delegation arrived.

There was someone in the delegation who looked familiar to her. After she finally remembered what that person looked like, the banquet had reached a stage that Qiao Shinian could no longer accept.

"My son, General Thirteen, will go to the State of Zhou to show our determination to establish friendly relations with the State of Zhou. I hope there will be no more wars between the two countries, and I hope the people of the two countries will be spared from the disaster of war." Emperor Gao Wen stood up and announced the news loudly.

Qiao Shinian was in a daze, thinking about who that familiar-looking person was, and didn't hear what they said before.

What did they say next? When Qiao Shinian realized that Wen Jiu was being abandoned, his mind was confused.

It seemed as if everyone was praising Wen Jiu for his responsibility as a prince, and Wen Jiu seemed to be saying something calmly.

No wonder, no wonder no one has come to pick a fight with Wen Jiu even though it’s been so long since he came back.

No wonder, a prince who returned home halfway did not encounter any trouble from any princes or princesses.

No wonder, Wen Jiu was clearly the protagonist of the banquet, but no one wanted to make friends with him.

So this is what is happening.

Wen Jiu is going to be a hostage in another country. As the defeated party, Chu Wen State not only has to cede land and pay compensation, but also has to send a prince to Zhou State as a hostage. Once there is any conflict or friction between the two countries, Wen Jiu's safety will be an unknown.

Although she is not an old bookworm, she has read quite a few novels in the past two years and can imagine the life of a hostage in a defeated country.

The noises in his ears became very noisy, and Qiao Shinian looked at the person in a high position with complicated eyes.

He had the majesty of an emperor and a smile on his face as he watched the singing and dancing below.

But he is a father! How could he personally send this child who had just returned home after a narrow escape from death to the wolf's den! How could he have the heart to do that!

How could he be so cruel!

He is not worthy of being a father at all. He has not even given Wen Jiu any warmth, but he is pushing this poor child into the sea of ​​fire with his own hands.

Emperor Gao Wen noticed Qiao Shinian's gaze, turned his head slightly, and saw Qiao Shinian staring at him angrily.

Before he could speak, Qiao Shinian was pulled down by Wen Jiu. She half-sat on the ground, looking at Wen Jiu with tears in her eyes.

Wen Jiu whispered, "Sister, I'm fine."

Qiao Shinian really felt sorry for Wen Jiu and felt sorry for him.

She couldn't quite remember how the banquet ended. She only remembered that in the second half, Wen Jiu took her back to the bedroom.

She only remembered that she was sadder than Wen Jiu, the person involved, and she cried until she was out of breath.

She had never encountered such a thing, and had never met such an excessive father. She couldn't believe how such a young child could survive in the Zhou Kingdom.

Proton!

Wen Jiu is still so young, and has experienced so many hardships at such a young age, why can't we let him go!

Her disgust for this era deepened even more. She cried until she was out of breath, cried until she trembled in Wen Jiu's frail arms, cried until her whole body became limp and powerless.

Qiao Shinian wanted to rush up to the emperor and ask, "You want your son to be a hostage? ? You want your son who has suffered so much outside to be a hostage!"

How sad and upset Wen Jiu must be to be treated as a chess piece that can be abandoned at any time by his own father!

"How about, let's go talk to your father? After all, you are his biological son!" Qiao Shinian wiped away her tears, calmed herself down, pulled Wen Jiu and was about to walk out, but Wen Jiu just sat there motionless.

She almost forgot that the child in front of her was incredibly strong and could carry a 100-pound adult like her on his back for several months as if walking on flat ground.

Wen Jiu looked at Qiao Shinian and shook his head, then said calmly, "I am the best candidate because I have neither background nor power. Those princes and princesses are all supported by foreigners, and their mothers are all from famous families."

Qiao Shinian hugged him distressedly, "What are you going to do? Can you just accept your fate? But you are your father's son after all."

"He doesn't lack offspring." Wen Jiu clenched his hands tightly. Qiao Shinian knew that he was unwilling to accept this, but he was helpless.

She once again felt the importance of power in feudal society. If Wen Jiu was in power now, the emperor would have to consider the power in Wen Jiu's hands if he wanted to use him as cannon fodder.

A feeling of fragility and helplessness appeared in Qiao Shinian's heart again. She really wanted Wen Jiu to live the happy life that should have belonged to him. This child has always been so strong and helpless.

He is so good and so smart. If he were in her era, he would be a good student in the eyes of his teachers and a good child in the eyes of others.

"Or, we can take all our money and escape to the countryside, where we can live a stable life. It's better than going to another country where we might be abandoned or assassinated at any time." Qiao Shinian hugged Wen Jiu tightly, his voice filled with grievance and unwillingness.

Wen Jiu smiled when he heard what Qiao Shinian said. He didn't say anything, but just calmly let Qiao Shinian hug him, gently patting her shoulder to comfort her.

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"Wen Jiu, is there really no other way?" Qiao Shinian put his hand on Wen Jiu's shoulder, his tone very depressed.

The two of them strolled in the moonlight. There were fewer people in the palace at night. Apart from the patrolling guards with swords, it took a long time to meet a few palace maids and eunuchs.

Before they knew it, the two of them arrived at the Imperial Garden. Qiao Shinian randomly found a spot to squat down, trying to calm his messy head and think carefully.

Wen Jiu stood quietly beside Qiao Shinian and looked at her. He felt that the place where Qiao Shinian was was a magical place, so there would be such a naive person there.

His return this time should have been unwelcome and should have made people disgusted, but at this point in time, he was the most popular. Because of his return, both the favored and unfavored royal heirs had a feeling of being spared.

He is the best scapegoat and the best abandoned child.

"You said, your father's family is wealthy and powerful, why must he send his own child out as a hostage when negotiating peace?" Qiao Shinian didn't understand. She knew that the imperial family was ruthless, but no matter how ruthless they were, even a tiger would not eat its own cubs. Wouldn't he feel incompetent when he had to watch his own child living under someone else's roof?

Maybe, it's not that bad?

After all, Wen Jiu is a prince, and when he goes there, others cannot treat him harshly. After all, he is the prince of Chuwen State, and if something happens to him, it will definitely rise to the level of diplomacy between the two countries.

Qiao Shinian thought gloomily, wishing she could travel back in time to ask Mo Feibai whether Wen Jiu's trip was a blessing or a curse. After all, she was the least intelligent of the three of them, and Mo Feibai was the smartest of the three.

Even if Mo Feibai doesn't know, she can still offer a reward to ask netizens, and she will always get reliable answers and reliable suggestions.

"Sister, hide, someone is coming." When Qiao Shinian was dazed while pulling Wen Jiu's sleeve, Wen Jiu pulled her and hid in the rockery beside.