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

"What a big mouth you have! A mere hostage of a defeated country dares to talk to Yu'an like that! Do you really think that you don't dare to fight another war?" A young man in a black robe stood up. From the delicate embroidery on his robe, it was clear that he was either rich or noble.

Qiao Shinian looked over and guessed that this person might be a prince or something like that.

Sure enough, when Yu An saw the people coming out, he immediately said arrogantly: "Fifteenth brother, let's kill them! Isn't it just a useless hostage? Let the emperor give him a random crime and then kill him."

When Qiao Shinian heard this, a chill rose from the soles of her feet. She looked at this lovely little princess and never thought that she would say such words so lightly.

The warm sunlight was shining on her back, but she could not feel any warmth at all. She could not help but pinch Wen Jiu's shoulders.

The fifteenth prince Mu Yanxu did not respond. He naturally knew what it meant for the two countries to go to war.

If a war really started over such a trivial matter, how would the generals and the people below view the royal family?

After two years of war, although the Zhou Kingdom won, its treasury was severely depleted, otherwise it would not have agreed to the peace talks with the Chu Wen Kingdom in exchange for ceding land and paying compensation.

Although the Zhou Kingdom won, they could not withstand another major war.

Wen Jiu didn't care: "She is a princess, and I am also a prince. I endured the humiliation in the school just now. How can you treat me as if I were dead and want to punish my maidservant instead of me?

If that's the case, why not just kill me?

When the time comes, Zhou and Chu will fight again. No matter who wins or loses, it has nothing to do with a dead man like me. No matter how many of you die or how many people are displaced, it has nothing to do with me!

Anyway, it's just a proton. I was ready to die before coming here.

A prince died at the hands of a prince from another country. If we don't fight this war, then it can only be said that our Chuwen country is cowardly. So, before I left, I spent a lot of money to leave some things behind. As long as I die, the shouts of the people will make the two countries fight!

Haha, I don’t care! It’s just a worthless life anyway!” Wen Jiu showed a rare look of despair on his face.

Qiao Shinian stood in front of Wen Jiu in a daze. She was a little confused. Wen Jiu was clearly fine before going to the school, so why did he suddenly seem like he was about to collapse?

No, nothing can happen to Wen Jiu, he must stay alive.

Wen Jiu is still a child, and his ease along the way was just pretending. So now Wen Jiu finally can't stand it anymore and has an emotional breakdown?

Qiao Shinian touched Wen Jiu's head lovingly and said softly, "How about we not learn it?"

"Of course, I will never step into this school again! There is nothing to learn from the etiquette and morality they talk about."

Wen Jiu waved his sleeves and looked at Princess Yu'an with contempt, her face flushed and humiliated. "Come anytime you want to kill me, I'll be waiting! If my worthless life can drag down noble people like you, it's worth it."

Qiao Shinian watched Wen Jiu walk away, and she tilted her head to look at the men and women present. These people were all people of noble status. They were born with a silver spoon in their mouths and were held in the palm of someone's hand.

Many people looked back at Qiao Shinian in confusion after being met with his curious gaze, some sizing him up, some showing interest in him.

"Wait for me!" Seeing Wen Jiu walking away, Qiao Shinian suddenly felt a little flustered and couldn't help but shout out, then secretly cursed himself for being so stupid.

Qiao Shinian jogged after Wen Jiu. He didn't say anything but just stared at Wen Jiu's head. It seemed like his hair needed washing as it was a little oily. The slightly curly hairstyle was really good and saved him the trouble of perming his hair.

The Zhou Dynasty's imperial palace has started operating. When the sun is at its highest point, the chill in the wind indicates that winter is approaching, forcing those who are obsessed with the coolness of autumn to prepare for winter.

Winter is coming

When Qiao Shinian returned to Jingqing Palace, he saw palace maids cleaning the palace and young eunuchs repairing the windows with glue.

There were fifteen people in the courtyard, eight young eunuchs and seven young palace maids. They all followed Wen Jiu from the State of Chu to the State of Zhou.

"Your Highness." Seeing Wen Jiu coming back, everyone put down their work, saluted together, and then continued to work.

Wen Jiu turned to look at Chun Xue and said, "Go clean up the kitchen. We may have to prepare our own meals from now on. I don't know how long the imperial kitchen can provide us with food."

After saying that, he took Qiao Shinian's hand and walked towards the bedroom.

As soon as they entered the bedroom, Qiao Shinian immediately pulled Wen Jiu to a corner and asked softly, "Are you really okay?"

"It's okay." Wen Jiu spread his hands, sat in front of the dressing table, picked up Qiao Shinian's hand cream and applied some on his hands, with a relaxed look on his face: "Sister, sometimes I really think that people of your generation are amazing, compared to this kind of mentality of giving up."

When Qiao Shinian thought about the modern things she had taught Wen Jiu, she felt that he was despising her when she heard his words. However, she had no evidence, after all, Wen Jiu spoke with a sincere look on his face.

“I felt something was wrong with the atmosphere when I entered the school. I observed it for a long time and thought about many things. It was not until the old man asked me to stand up and read the text that I decided to do it.

The essence of reading and learning is to learn other people's thoughts. The Four Books and Five Classics only talk about other people's feelings and insights, and then we can gain enlightenment from them and have our own thoughts. What the old man did was just to break down those texts and analyze them for us, mixed with his own thoughts. "

"But, for you at this age when you are just starting to think, it's just right." Qiao Shinian did not refute Wen Jiu's point of view, but seeing Wen Jiu pretending to be an adult, he couldn't help but think that there are so many things to learn at such a young age, why did he have to imitate others and act like an adult.

Wen Jiu did not deny what Qiao Shinian said, but just held her hand and explained in a gentle and patient tone: "So, as long as you can read, you can learn by yourself and think more. Find an opportunity to talk to others about your feelings, and then express your ideas to those knowledgeable people.

But, here, I have no chance. From the fact that Princess Yu'an humiliated me and those princes and children of noble families agreed, I was excluded by that old man. Why waste my energy to please him and let him recognize me before teaching me?

So, I will learn first, and then exchange ideas with others when I have the chance. After returning home, I can use my status as a prince to ask those scholars who are no less than this old man. "

Qiao Shinian felt that Wen Jiu's twisted logic made a lot of sense and nodded.

"If you offend the princess, what if she gets so angry that she sends people to kill us?" Qiao Shinian lay by the window and recalled the little princess's indifferent words about killing people. Her tone and expression were as calm as if she had stepped on a bug to death.

Wen Jiu walked to Qiao Shinian with a smile and gave her a reassuring look: "Don't worry, it won't happen. As long as I am in the palace, I will be safe. Although Zhou Kingdom has a strong military force, it has no money! Otherwise, it would not have compromised so easily. The reason for the compromise is that my father paid a large sum of money and three cities.

They haven't even warmed up their money yet, and the people and soldiers below haven't been appeased yet, so how can they be willing to fight again?"

"How do you know they have no money?" Qiao Shinian asked curiously.

Wen Jiu was puzzled: "Sister, didn't you pay attention to the people along the road? And those vendors, and the goods those vendors sell, the clothes of the rich, and the consumption level of that young marquis."

"It's normal." Qiao Shinian recalled the differences between the two countries.

She only remembered that she followed Wen Jiu home with difficulty, covered in dust and dirt. She didn't eat or sleep well along the way. It was a wilderness version of a survival journey.