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

"The people will not like a prince who does not protect them, and will not like a prince who allows the enemy to trample on their dignity! Girl, please! For the future of His Highness!"

"What about me? Is my death not a pity?" Qiao Shinian asked blankly. She didn't know whether Chunxue heard Jiu's hint and asked her to come here. After all, Chunxue had always been well-behaved and didn't have any demands on her.

Now Haruyuki had a request for her, and it was a request that could be fatal.

"When one prospers, all prosper; when one suffers, all suffer. Your Highness has done so much for you, why can't you do something for Your Highness? Your Highness is the king, and we are the subjects. A subject should die for the king, and it is a worthy death!"

"I'm not his subject." Qiao Shinian said softly, looking at Chunxue crawling on the ground, his mind was in a mess, and he almost lost the ability to think. "I don't know if Wen Jiu instructed you to come here. I don't believe you, so I will go and ask him myself."

Chunxue's body froze. She was silent for a moment and continued, "Even if you let His Highness kill me, I won't complain. His Highness will eventually return to Chu Wen. If he loses the support of the people, he will never succeed. If killing me can make you help His Highness this time, I won't regret it."

"You are right. I neglected to teach him some things. So, starting today, I will not be negligent. I will ask him about what happened tonight, but I will not let him punish you. You go now. I need to take a nap and prepare my dance clothes for tonight, just in case."

Qiao Shinian fell on the bed and closed his eyes.

She was reacting, thinking about Haruyuki's words.

She was negligent. In ancient times, reputation was the most important thing. People without backbone would be written into history books and despised.

Wen Jiu wants to be emperor and unify the world, so he cannot do that if he has a bad reputation.

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After everyone returned to the stands, Wen Jiu slowly walked back with Qiao Shinian, who had just woken up.

"No wonder this place was chosen as the hunting ground! There is a river not far from the hunting ground, so it is convenient to fetch water." Qiao Shinian sighed as he watched the eunuchs and palace maids coming back with water.

Wen Jiu turned to look at Qiao Shinian with a serious expression: "Sister, are you worried about something?"

"A little bit." Qiao Shinian looked away, "What do you think of my singing?"

"It sounds nice." Wen Jiu blurted out.

Qiao Shinian nodded and turned Wen Jiu around, "Let's go, I heard that almost everyone is here."

Wen Jiu walked on, still worried and looking back, "Tell me, what's wrong?"

Qiao Shinian looked at the stands getting closer and closer, "Nothing much, school starts in a few days, and I have a performance in ten days or so. I have to practice in advance."

"Let me do the math. Sister, you can train with us for at least three or four years." Wen Jiu looked relaxed, not doubting Qiao Shinian's words at all.

I returned to the stands and sat there for about half an hour. Then I heard the sound of horse hooves in the distance. Someone was walking back.

There were a lot of prey of all sizes piled up in the venue. When the first person appeared, the women were whispering to each other.

It was the wise king, still dressed in white, riding his horse towards the venue.

Stop at the entrance and hand the horse over to your subordinates.

"Wow, what a handsome dismount. Wen Jiu, when you come back later, we will find someone to teach us how to ride a horse. I want to be as handsome as you!" Qiao Shinian was a little excited.

Wen Jiu nodded, "Okay, I'll find someone who can dismount more handsomely to teach you."

Mu Qingchen walked into the venue, bowed to Emperor Zhou, and then returned to his seat in silence.

As the sun sets, more and more people return, and the empty seat next to Wen Jiu is gradually filled.

All officials above the seventh rank can bring their own children to this banquet, and this is one of the few banquets where concubines' daughters can be attended.

As everyone came back, Eunuch Fu beside the emperor began to announce the rankings for today's hunting.

“First day hunting ranking:

His Royal Highness the Wise King ranked first, hunting a total of 51 large and small prey.

The second of the fifteenth princes hunted a total of 42 large and small prey.

Mo Lin, son of General Xuanwu, came in third, hunting a total of 41 large and small prey.

The twelfth prince and Marquis Zhongjing ranked fourth, with a total of thirty-five prey of varying sizes.

Wei Chao, son of General Xuanwei, and Yu Han, son of the Minister of Personnel, ranked fifth, and together they hunted thirty-three large and small prey.

Mo Cheng, son of General Xuanwu, came in sixth, hunting a total of 32 large and small prey.

Tian Li, the son of the Minister of War, was ranked seventh. He hunted a total of thirty large and small prey.

The son of Marquis Mingyi was ranked eighth, and hunted a total of 24 large and small prey.

The Blue Wolf Prince Wuhan was ranked ninth, hunting a total of 22 large and small prey.

Zhang Yu, the son of the Minister of War, ranked tenth, hunting a total of twenty large and small prey.

As soon as the words came out, many people looked towards the field. Those who ranked below ten could ignore the competition tomorrow. After tomorrow, those who ranked below five could give up the competition.

"Alas, this prince has worked so hard, but there are only ten? It's really not comparable! The Zhou Kingdom is indeed full of talents." Lan Sheng bowed to the Emperor Zhou who was sitting high, then waved his sleeves elegantly and returned to his seat.

His seat was next to Wen Jiu, and the seats of the three kingdoms' hostages were close together, with Wen Jiu sitting in the middle. On the other side, Nanjiang Gu Ahua was looking at the boastful Lan Sheng from a distance on the female side, revealing a hint of contempt.

Emperor Zhou waved his hand, and the people below carried the prey out.

Wu Han looked at the eunuchs, walked up to one of them and said, "Put my prey in my tent and I will deal with it myself."

The eunuch looked at Wu Han in surprise, then nodded.

"Prince Chu Wen, you said you are not good at riding horses or shooting arrows, but you can always dance with swords to entertain everyone later, right?" One of the young masters looked at Wen Jiu arrogantly and said provocatively.

Qiao Shinian's highly tense nerves suddenly relaxed at this moment. This was truly an indescribable coincidence.

"Don't look for me, I can't!" Wen Jiu picked up the wine glass, drank it all, and put it down heavily.

With the appearance of lanterns and braziers, it announced that night was approaching. Everyone looked at the person standing in the audience. He was the son of the Minister of Rites, who had always disliked Wen Jiu.

"Then there must be someone who can play the drums and sing music, right? You can't be a prince and not know how to play any music, right?"

"No! Stop talking nonsense! If you really want me to do something, you might as well stand there and take two punches from me. I don't know any etiquette or music, but I do know some boxing skills for a weakling like you who can't even lift a hand! Do you want to try?!" Wen Jiu stood up, pointed at him, and sneered.

"Enough, Prince of Chuwen Kingdom, your words and actions only show that Chuwen Kingdom is as despicable as you. Don't bring shame to your country again." Emperor Zhou spoke and looked at the people below.

"I remember that you are the son of Zuo Rong, the Minister of Rites. Don't embarrass a useless person. It will be disgraceful to our great country."

"Your Majesty is right." Zuo Hong bowed and then disdainfully looked at Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu was still standing, slowly extending his right hand and raising the middle finger in a gesture of modern international friendship.

Qiao Shinian wanted to cover her face. Why did she teach Wen Jiu so many useless things? !

shameful!

However, watching Zuo Hong leave, Qiao Shinian felt that it was too much of a coincidence. She turned to look at Chunxue, who was standing at the end, in the light and darkness. Was all this a coincidence? Or some kind of coincidence?

She had thousands of thoughts running through her mind, trying to grasp the chaotic thoughts, trying to sort them out.

It can't be that the Zuo family is betraying the country? Are they going to surrender to Chu Wenguo?