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

"You're smart enough to come out on your own." As he said this, he was about to reach out to embrace Qiao Shinian, but his hand was empty.

Qiao Shinian looked up at Fu Mingcheng, smiling like a flower, and his tone was indeed very respectful, "You know, my prince has just arrived and has a lot of money to spend. Does the price you just mentioned still count?"

Fu Mingcheng was stunned, and his disdain for Wen Jiu deepened. He said disdainfully: "Follow me, you can just eat and drink. When I get tired of playing, I won't stop you if you want to go back."

"But you just said you would give me money. A gentleman's word is as good as gold. You can't break it. We have been spending a lot recently, and the money we brought is running out. Whether we can survive until next year is another matter.

As long as you give me money, you can let me work like a cow or a horse, or play some exciting games with you." Qiao Shinian lowered his head, his tone was a little tearful.

Many people looked at Qiao Shinian with contempt and sympathy. They despised her for being so shameless as to say such dirty words in front of everyone, and they sympathized with her for being so humble in order to hear the news.

Fu Mingcheng looked at Qiao Shinian, and suddenly remembered Qiao Shinian's soft waist and seductive tone the night before, and said proudly, "Name a price."

When Qiao Shinian heard this, he looked at Fu Mingcheng with sparkling eyes, which made Fu Mingcheng feel comfortable.

Wen Jiu stood beside Qiao Shinian and watched her performance with a smile.

"Then don't pay more. Master Fu is so kind and willing to help my prince. I should be grateful to you." She bowed to Fu Mingcheng Yingying and then smiled brightly: "Then 10 billion gold! Do you want to pay with gold notes or gold? Or find a credible person to write an IOU to my prince?"

Qiao Shinian smiled, and his tone was the same as before.

Everyone present who heard Qiao Shinian's words was stunned. Fu Mingcheng took a long time to reply, "A lot, how much?"

"Dear, you need to pay 1 billion gold!" Qiao Shinian smiled so warmly and kindly, and his eyes towards Ming Cheng were so full of admiration.

"You're kidding me!" Fu Mingcheng was furious and reached out to hit Qiao Shinian.

Wen Jiu raised his hand and grasped Fu Mingcheng's wrist, saying in a cold voice: "If you don't want to have your hand broken, kneel down and apologize. You can't even come up with 1 billion gold, and you still dare to ask for a random price. You are simply shameless! You are wasting my and my sister's mood! I thought you were someone important!"

"Ah! Ah! Let me go!" Fu Mingcheng almost squatted down in pain, but he couldn't embarrass himself in front of so many people.

Being teased just now was embarrassing enough for him. If he kneeled down and begged for mercy now, he would have no chance of staying in the capital.

"Let go! Wen Jiu, I order you to let go!" Princess Yu'an stepped forward and shouted.

Wen Jiuweiwei blocked Qiao Shinian behind him, his eyes showing murderous intent, "Don't meddle in our affairs! Don't forget how the maidservant beside your mother had her hands cut off."

"You! How dare you threaten this princess!" Princess Yu'an was angry. From childhood to adulthood, no one dared to disobey her.

As he said that, he raised his hand and slapped Wen Jiu.

Wen Jiu glared at her fiercely, and when he exerted force with his hand, a crisp sound of broken bones was heard, followed by Fu Mingcheng's scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"You! How dare you cut off his hand? His father is the Imperial Censor. When his father comes after you, you will be in trouble!" Princess Yu'an was anxious.

"How many sections do you want your hand to be broken into?" Wen Jiu ignored Princess Yu'an and asked calmly, "I'm a soft persimmon, so you all want to pinch me, right? Okay, pinch me!"

"I, I won't let you go!" Fu Mingcheng stared at Wen Jiu fiercely, the pain made him almost unable to breathe.

Qiao Shinian frowned. It seemed that Wen Jiu had been impulsive and things were going to be difficult to deal with.

"Stop it, let this matter pass. He was rude just now. But you also started it, so let's make it even." Mu Qingchen walked to Wen Jiu's side, looked at the man half-kneeling on the ground, and said coldly: "Shame! Is this how you bring shame to our Zhou Kingdom? You rely on your father being the Imperial Censor to act tyrannically on weekdays, but today it's your fault."

"Your Highness the Wise King! How can you stand on his side? He is just a hostage." Fu Mingcheng looked at Mu Qingchen, who was looking down at him, in disbelief.

Mu Qingchen frowned, "My brother and the prime minister didn't touch him, so what qualifications do you have to touch him? From today on, you have to take good care of his safety. Today, everyone knows that you had a conflict with him. If anything happens to him, you will be the most suspected. Chu Wenguo is responsible, and the Fu family is responsible. Do you understand what I said?"

Fu Mingcheng's eyes suddenly widened.

Wen Jiu threw down his hand and said in a cold voice: "It's fine if you're looking for trouble with me, but you're also coveting my people. It's like a toad wanting to eat swan meat!" Then he used his other hand to pull Qiao Shinian away.

Looking at Fu Mingcheng who was holding his severed hand tightly, Mu Qingchen sighed and said to the people behind him: "Go find the imperial physician and see if he can be cured."

"Yes! Your Majesty!"

"No matter how useless he is, he is still a prince. He has shown that he is ready to die at any time. Who among you is willing to exchange the lives of an entire family for his life? If there is anyone who is willing to use the lives of an entire family to appease the Emperor Chu Wen's accountability, then it is okay to kill him now." Mu Qingchen looked at Fu Mingcheng who was slumped on the ground. His tone was very light, but almost everyone heard what he said.

"We can fight again, but who will be responsible for the people? Zhou suffered a snowstorm this year, and many people and livestock died." Mu Qingchen said as he walked, "Listen to your father and stay quiet for the time being. If he really dies, and Chu Wen goes to war with Zhou, how many troops will Zhou have left after winning to deal with those countries that are eyeing Zhou covetously?"

"So, it's a good thing for young people to be passionate, but we must also think about the consequences. Marching and fighting require military rations. How much military rations can we take out now?" Mu Qingchen's voice was very gentle. As he walked away, Fu Mingcheng returned to his tent with the help of his servants.

Princess Yu'an looked at Mu Qingchen's back as he walked away and snorted with disgust in her tone: "Pretending!"

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"Wen Jiu, you should refrain from doing things like breaking people's hands in the future. Although it feels good and relieves your anger, the person's face turned pale with pain." Qiao Shinian advised, and then turned to look at Chunxue who had been pretending to be a wooden man, "Chunxue, don't you agree?"

Chunxue was silent. When she looked at Qiao Shinian, she still had no expression. She lowered her head and said, "Your Highness is impulsive. Just because Zhou Kingdom won't touch you now doesn't mean it won't touch you forever. Making too many enemies will bring you unnecessary trouble. The Fu Family won't touch you openly now, but they can still trip you up in secret."

Wen Jiu remained silent. He frowned and thought about something.

Such troubles had already occurred a long time ago. Because he had plenty of money and because he had always shown arrogance, pride and a fearless attitude, it was no big deal for him to tamper with his meals and clothes.

He wanted to return to the tent as soon as possible. No, he wanted to return to the dilapidated palace as soon as possible.