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

three days later

"More than half of the shops under Shengping Commercial Bank have closed down." In the mansion, Cao Ming looked at Qiao Shinian, only to see her picking up the teacup and taking a sip, with no panic on her face.

Cao Jinhua was wearing a light pink dress today. She and Cao Yue sat on Qiao Shinian's left and right. Unlike Cao Yue's concise and capable style, she wore colorful pearl flowers on her head, looking very lively.

Cao Yu looked at Qiao Shinian and asked, "Miss Qiao, do you have any countermeasures?"

"Yeah." Qiao Shinian nodded, and in her heart she looked at Cao Ming who was worried: "Now it's just a game between us, the Imperial Concubine, and the Virtuous Princess. Although the Imperial Concubine is the Emperor's concubine, the royal family is not involved now.

All we have to deal with are the Imperial Concubine and the Virtuous Princess, so whoever lasts till the end wins!

The people in the mansions of Duke Liu and Duke Su should be feeling anxious now. As long as we can hold on through these few days, the outcome will be clear immediately.

In addition, we have other allies. The imperial concubine has been domineering in the palace during the years when she was favored by the emperor. Her short-lived daughter has caused a lot of trouble. The concubines in the palace dared not speak out, and now many people stand on our side.

In addition, some of the connections that Mu Qingchen left for us are also helping us now. So let's just give the employees a holiday and let them rest with pay."

Upon hearing this, Cao Ming looked up at Qiao Shinian. At this moment, Qiao Shinian's eyes were terribly cold, as if he had become a different person.

The corners of Qiao Shinian's mouth curled up slightly. In all her memories from childhood to adulthood, she didn't seem to be very focused on anything. She was only enthusiastic about things for a short time, and her parents would never let her do one thing from beginning to end.

Now, it feels really good to concentrate on causing trouble for Concubine Liu and the others.

Thinking of this, Qiao Shinian's eyes curved. She wanted to collect some items containing the virus and put them in the mansions of Duke Liu and Duke Su. She wondered if all the people in this mansion would die.

I heard that modern viruses were basically unsolvable in ancient times, so can these people still be alive?

Or will all the noble families in the capital be wiped out?

The more he thought about it, the more Qiao Shinian felt that this matter was very feasible.

"Sister, you are in a meeting!" Wen Jiu walked in with a smile on his face. He said to Qiao Shinian, "Sister? I saw you were smiling happily just now. What's the good news?"

Qiao Shinian came back to her senses from her thoughts. She blinked her innocent eyes and looked at Wen Jiu. The excitement she had just felt disappeared completely. "It's okay. What did the Queen say?"

"No problem." Wen Jiu nodded at Qiao Shinian. He saw clearly just now that Qiao Shinian's eyes were full of murderous intent, a chilling murderous intent.

That look was so excited and thrilled that it seemed as if it wanted to destroy the world.

Seeing that Qiao Shinian didn't want to talk, Wen Jiu didn't ask.

"Queen?" Cao Yue was stunned. She blinked and looked at Cao Jinhua, "Aunt, what is this? How could the Queen help us!"

Since ancient times, merchants have always been ranked at the bottom and are the most despised.

She thought Qiao Shinian had found other connections to smooth over the matter, but she never expected Wen Jiu to come out and say that the Queen would help them.

Just as Qiao Shinian was about to speak, he saw Wen Jiu walk up behind Cao Yue, grab her clothes and ask her to stand up and move aside.

After he sat down, he looked at Cao Yue who was making a fuss with disdain: "You must be stupid from practicing martial arts! The person in front of you is the prince!"

"Oh, I'm too familiar with you, and you don't look like a prince, so I forgot." Cao Yue scratched his head.

"At a time like this, only power can fight power." Qiao Shinian patted Wen Jiu's head in annoyance, "Since the emperor hasn't gotten involved yet, then let's drag him in. He'll probably get tired of eating the dishes from the imperial kitchen every day. Our folk food should taste different to him."

Seeing that Qiao Shinian was venting her anger, Cao Yue looked at Wen Jiu with a smug look on her face.

Wen Jiu ignored Cao Yue's pride and looked at Qiao Shinian: "Sister, come have dinner with me tonight. Yu Changming is leaving, let's go to give him a farewell party."

"Okay." Qiao Shinian responded, then looked at Cao Ming: "Don't worry, I said before that you can't put all your eggs in one basket. Now we can implement another plan."

"Open a new business?" Cao Yu asked.

"Yes, Shengping is the one in the open. Now we need a secret one." Qiao Shinian thought for a moment and said, "A business that opposes Shengping."

The discussion here ended quickly, and in the afternoon Qiao Shinian met Yu Changming, who was dressed in cloth.

This time they met, the positions between the two were still different from before.

She still remembered the intimidation Yu Changming gave her when they first met. She was scared and helpless at that time, and even felt disgusted and terrified towards him.

"Your eyes are different from before." Yu Changming said.

Qiao Shinian smiled and said, "You are no longer as careless as before, right? Because I started to work seriously!"

"No." Yu Changming shook his head. He turned his head to look at Yue Yu and Chun Xue who were standing in the distance. "They are my most proud disciples. I have handed over the power I have built in Chu Wen Capital to them. You can use them with confidence."

"Hey, hey, what you said is so ridiculous." Qiao Shinian frowned and thought about what he said next: "It's like setting up a fiag. Usually, the supporting characters who say this kind of thing will die."

"It doesn't matter." Yu Changming looked at Qiao Shinian seriously again and said, "The murderous intent in your eyes is very strong and crazy. You look more dangerous than that kid. I advise you to hide well and let people despise you like before. Only then can you leave safely."

"Murderous intent? Crazy?" Qiao Shinian twitched his lips: "What are you talking about? Do you want to think about it carefully?"

Yu Changming stopped talking to Qiao Shinian because Wen Zhengzheng came over with a hot pot pot.

"Sister, let's get ready for dinner." Wen Jiu called out.

"Oh." Qiao Shinian nodded and invited Yu Changming with a smile: "Thank you for going to Qinglang this time. Please say hello to Wuhan for me."

"Yeah." Yu Changming didn't say anything else. He just walked quietly to Wen Jiu and sat down.

During the meal, the children were eating happily, but the main table was unusually silent.

As the night deepened, Yu Changming, who had drunk, looked at Qiao Shinian: "His Highness treats you sincerely, I hope you will not let him down."

"Oh, to be honest, if you keep talking, I'm really afraid you won't be able to come back. Every word you say sounds like you're telling me what to do after your death." Qiao Shi laughed, then looked at Wen Jiu who was looking down and snapping his fingers, "He has taken care of you for such a long time. Although I heard that he was quite cruel, you should still be grateful and pay your respects to him."

Wen Jiu paused his clasping of hands, then stood up, straightened his clothes, and saluted Yu Changming solemnly: "Thank you for your teachings, Wen Jiu will never forget them. Now that I have brought you back, you can rest assured and take care of your old age. Leave the rest to me."

"You kid!" Yu Changming saw his mother's appearance in Wen Jiu in that instant. The serious expression was very similar to his mother's.

Yu Changming looked at Wen Jiu and tears blurred his eyes. If they had not been separated back then, their child would have been older than Wen Jiu and perhaps would have been more lively.

"I'm leaving. You guys should be more careful!" Yu Changming stood up, picked up his sword and walked out the door.

He did not look back until he was lost in the night.