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

"Ding~" After a pleasant sound of a copper bell, the originally casual and scattered banquet venue began to change. Everyone returned to their seats, ready to welcome the arrival of Emperor Zhou.

Qiao Shinian whispered in Wen Jiu's ear: "Oh, the Zhou Kingdom has a bell to signal the emperor's arrival."

Wen Jiu nodded slightly, then whispered, "Sister, pay attention, the banquet is about to begin."

Qiao Shinian nodded: "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing."

When the second bell rang, Emperor Zhou stepped into the banquet hall, and everyone bowed and saluted: "Long live our king~!"

"Get up!" The voice was not loud, but deep.

Qiao Shinian secretly looked up at the high seat and saw that Emperor Zhou was wearing a black robe embroidered with a gold dragon. He had a middle-aged face, thick eyebrows and big eyes. He was not a particularly handsome middle-aged uncle, but he was very charming.

He was holding a woman in pink clothes with his left hand. The woman had a charming face like an apricot blossom and a beautiful figure. She wore jade beads and agate on her head and jingling jade rings on her waist.

Qiao Shinian guessed that this might be the younger sister of Concubine Xian that Wen Jiu had just told her about, the current Imperial Noble Concubine.

Qiao Shinian caught a glimpse of the Imperial Concubine looking at the virtuous prince, with a complex and sad look in her eyes.

The virtuous prince seemed to sense something, looked up at the imperial concubine, and then looked away indifferently.

"Please sit down." Emperor Zhou said.

Everyone sat down, making a sound of rustling clothes.

"Today is the welcoming banquet for the Thirteenth Prince of Chuwen State. From now on, Chuwen State and our Zhou State will live in harmony. They lost, so they sent the Thirteenth Prince who just returned to the palace from the civilian population to prove their determination to coexist peacefully with our Zhou State." Emperor Zhou was in a good mood, and one could hear his joy from his tone.

Wen Jiu's eyes dimmed slightly, and he stood up and picked up the wine glass: "I wish our two countries to be brothers, advance and retreat together, and develop together. The people of the two countries will be free from the suffering of war and enjoy the happiness of a prosperous era."

Seeing Wen Jiu drink a glass of wine, Emperor Zhou sneered. The ministers below were all experts in observing words and expressions. Seeing this, they stood up and said, "We are brothers? Don't flatter yourself. It was your Chuwen country that first ignored the safety of the people and invaded my Zhou country. In the end, you were beaten up and had to settle down."

"Exactly. How dare you mention the people? And you still want to stand together? Pah! Are the people of Chuwen Country so shameless?"

"The Thirteenth Prince? Did they send a fake prince to fool our Zhou Kingdom?" Someone else stood up and looked at Wen Jiu. After saying that, he strode in front of Wen Jiu and pinched his face frivolously: "Tsk tsk, look at him, he really doesn't look like a prince! Did they just find a lowly person to pretend to be a prince?"

"King Zhou, is this how you treat your guests? The envoys from our Chuwen Kingdom haven't left yet!" Lu Ping slammed the table, stood up and glared at those who stood up to provoke him.

A red-robed general stood up and looked at Lu Ping, saying in a cold voice: "Guest? Isn't that the abandoned child of your Chuwen country! A useless prince, a country that lost the war and ceded land after killing tens of thousands of our soldiers. We are merciful not to kill him!"

As he said that, he walked up to Wen Jiu and stared at him with wide eyes: "He's just a hairless kid. I'm being generous of myself for holding back my hatred and not crushing him to death."

Wen Jiu looked up at the big guy in front of him and smiled fearlessly: "Thank you very much for not crushing me to death. I have no way to repay you. I will repay you when I become rich and powerful in the future."

"Hmph!" The general turned around and returned to his position.

Emperor Zhou watched this farce with great interest, and the smile on his face was not concealed at all: "Emissary of Chu Wenguo, our Zhou Kingdom has defeated you, and the soldiers are in high spirits. I have to obey the will of the people and not suppress them too much. Please forgive me, the Thirteenth Prince must be real, who would be willing to recognize a bastard as a son?"

"If the common people are unwilling, then Emperor Gao Wen naturally is unwilling too. So, this prince is really... pitiful that he left his hometown at such a young age and came to our Zhou Kingdom when he should be loved by his father." After Emperor Zhou finished speaking, he looked at Wen Jiu.

Jianwen Jiu was not moved by this, and his desire to see others make a fool of themselves diminished, and he suddenly felt that it was less interesting: "We in Zhou have always treated people with courtesy. You envoys should go back and tell your emperor to rest assured that the Thirteenth Prince will definitely have everything he needs in our Zhou.

Whatever a prince should learn, he will learn in our Zhou Kingdom, and the responsibilities a prince should bear, he will also experience in our Zhou Kingdom. "

"Wen Jiu, thank you for your generosity." Wen Jiu bowed to express his gratitude, as if the humiliation he had suffered from his subjects had never happened before.

Emperor Zhou waved his hand and asked with a smile: "I heard that you wandered all the way back to the capital. I think you are a hard-working person. The national spirit of my Zhou country has always been thrifty. I don't know how you feel about it. If there is anything wrong, you must tell me and I will buy the best for you. I will not let you suffer in my Zhou country. You should also treat this as your own home. If you need anything, just tell me and someone will buy it for you."

"Everything is fine, there is no need to add anything." Wen Jiu still answered respectfully.

"Father, the Thirteenth Prince has been a beggar all the way back to the capital. He must be used to the life of a beggar. Now that we are so attentive to him, he may feel that he is in heaven. I guess he hasn't seen many good things. With such a big house, he will have food and drink every day, and he won't have to fight with beggars for food. I'm afraid he will be so happy that he may not want to go back."

A young man stood up and said with a smile.

Qiao Shinian clenched her fists tightly. She felt sorry for Wen Jiu, but was also angry at the envoys from Chu Wen Kingdom, as no one spoke out!

To humiliate Wen Jiu is to humiliate Chu Wenguo, yet they are so indifferent!

Lu Ping, who had just jumped out, had also sat down at this time. Although he looked humiliated, he did not actually take any action.

The banquet had just begun and the humiliations were already happening.

"Miss, if you are disrespectful, it will implicate His Highness." Chunxue looked at Qiao Shinian's flushed face and reminded him in a low voice.

Qiao Shinian nodded. She knew. So she didn't move. She just sulked and let the anger burn in her heart.

Wen Jiu has to deal with this group of people. The saddest Wen Jiu is still enduring it. She can't always hold him back.

The banquet ended, and so did the humiliation of Wen Jiu.

Qiao Shinian could imagine Wen Jiu's future situation in Zhou State. Even the emperor spoke out his contempt for Chu Wenguo, so who would be afraid of Chu Wenguo, an unpopular prince?

"Ms. Qiao, are you really not going to consider going back to Chuwen Kingdom with me?" After the banquet, Qiao Shinian met Lu Ping who was waiting for him.

She raised her eyes to look at Lu Ping. She wanted to get angry and ask him why he didn't help Wen Jiu, why he watched Wen Jiu being humiliated, why he watched the prince of their Chu Wen Kingdom being humiliated.

"Do you have money?" Qiao Shinian finally said in a low voice, "Wen Jiu will pay you back when he returns. We don't have much money, and I'm afraid we won't have a good life in the future. Can you lend us some money?"

"Yes." Lu Ping took out all the money he had and gave it to Qiao Shinian.

Qiao Shinian's words had already answered him.

"Wen Jiu, count the money and remember to return it to him when we go back." Qiao Shinian handed the banknote to Wen Jiu.

"Ms. Qiao, take care." Lu Ping moved his lips, and finally said this in a low voice.

"Your Highness, take care. We will return to Qichen the day after tomorrow." Lu Ping saluted to Wen Jiu, then turned around and walked into the night.

Chunxue was standing not far away holding a lantern. When she saw Wen Jiu and Qiao Shinian coming back, she walked forward slowly to light the way back.