Nine dragons fight for the throne, I don't want to sit on this throne

Chu Ning looked at the prince who lowered his noble head in front of him, with a slight smile on his lips, revealing a hint of amusement.

"Brother Crown Prince, why do you say that? I'm not trying to make things difficult for you. I just have nothing left."

Chu Ning pretended to sigh: "Alas, it's my fault that my brother the Crown Prince went too far this time and offended those refugees. Now they are all on strike, and I am helpless."

After a pause, Chu Ning continued, "If we can recruit more refugees, maybe this problem can be solved."

After saying this, Chu Ning seemed to feel that he had said something he shouldn't have said, and immediately laughed awkwardly: "Forget it, these things shouldn't be said in front of the Crown Prince.

It’s getting late, and I have other things to do, so I’ll leave first. Bye!”

After he finished speaking, Chu Ning turned around and left without waiting for the prince to speak.

The prince stared at Chu Ning's departing back, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Damn it, he actually dared to threaten me.

It’s just refined salt. I don’t believe I can’t live without refined salt!

The furious prince returned to the East Palace and immediately ordered people to cook with coarse salt.

Half an hour later, East Palace.

"Pooh, pooh, pooh!"

The prince spat out all the food in his mouth, and roared with a gloomy face: "Where is the cook? Why is his food so unpalatable? Call him over here!"

The three cooks knelt on the ground, trembling slightly, their faces filled with fear.

"Your Highness, this is really not my fault. Without the refined salt, the dish is tasteless."

"Yes, Your Highness. It will be difficult to swallow coarse salt after eating refined salt."

"This matter has been confirmed, otherwise His Royal Highness the King of Chu's refined salt would not be able to sell so well."

The prince stared at the three people and asked, "Is there no other way? Do we have to use refined salt?"

The three of them lowered their heads and dared not speak.

At this time, footsteps were heard outside the palace, and the slim-looking Crown Princess Ling Feiyan, dressed in a purple palace dress, walked in.

She glanced at the cook kneeling on the ground, her delicate face showing no emotion at all, and said indifferently:

"You guys go down first. I have something to tell the prince."

"Thank you, Princess!" The three chefs breathed a sigh of relief and quickly bowed and retreated.

The prince glanced at Ling Feiyan and said unhappily, "What are you doing here?"

Ling Feiyan had a calm expression and said calmly, "Without refined salt, the food is hard to swallow. I wonder how you, the prince, are going to deal with it?"

There was no refined salt in the Eastern Palace, so not only the prince couldn’t eat it, but everyone else couldn’t eat it either.

If it wasn't related to herself, Ling Feiyan would never take the initiative to find the prince.

"Humph, now you remember me?"

The prince sneered: "If it weren't for this matter, would you have planned to avoid me forever?"

Ling Feiyan frowned: "I am talking about refined salt, please don't bring up other things, Your Highness."

The prince's face suddenly darkened: "Chu Ning deliberately refused to sell refined salt to me, and also wanted me to give him more refugees. How can I agree to such harsh conditions?"

"refugee?"

Ling Feiyan raised her eyebrows and said, "If he just wants some refugees, just give them to him. Anyway, these people will have nothing to do in your fiefdom, so it's better to give them to him."

"no!"

The prince was resolute and said in a cold voice: "In the past month, the number of refugees in Bingzhou has reached more than 60,000. If more refugees are given to him, the population of Bingzhou will only increase."

The prince felt uncomfortable when he thought about the huge increase in Bingzhou's population.

Seeing Chu Ning receiving a large amount of money every day, this is more painful than killing him!

Giving Bingzhou more refugees would only increase Bingzhou's labor force and allow Chu Ning to earn more money.

But Ling Feiyan looked at the prince coldly after hearing this: "Chu Ning has the ability to organize the refugees and let these people live a good life. Doesn't the prince think that this matter will not spread?

Once refugees from other places learn about this, they will definitely take the initiative to go to Bingzhou.

Instead of doing that, it would be better to use these people to make a deal with Chu Ning and get the benefits that can be obtained first. "

The prince was stunned.

Yes, once the refugees learn about the situation in Bingzhou, they will surely flock to Bingzhou and no one can stop them.

"What you said does make some sense!"

The prince hesitated for a moment, frowned and said, "But I have already rejected him. If I regret it now, wouldn't it be a slap in my face?"

I still can't let go of my pride!

Ling Feiyan was a little disappointed.

It's already this time, and the prince is still thinking about saving face?

You can't even swallow the food, and you still want to save face?

With a long sigh, Ling Feiyan volunteered: "I will go to the Prince Chu's Mansion to discuss this matter with the Princess Chu."

Come to think of it, she had reminded Shen Wanying last time that there was some affection between them and she believed that Shen Wanying would not make things difficult for her.

But the prince's face changed when he heard this: "You want to go to the Prince Chu's Mansion? No, what if Chu Ning sees you..."

Thinking that Chu Ning and Ling Feiyan might cheat on him, the prince's face suddenly turned ugly.

"Why, are you still doubting the relationship between me and Chu Ning?"

Ling Feiyan's face suddenly became a little ugly, and she said in a cold voice: "In that case, I will not be responsible for this matter, you handle it yourself."

After saying this, Ling Feiyan turned and left.

The prince's expression changed.

If I don't let Ling Feiyan go to see Princess Chu, and I can't bring myself to do it, then who should I let handle this matter?

Anyway, Ling Feiyan went to find Shen Wanying, not Chu Ning. Maybe I was overthinking it.

"and many more!"

The prince quickly caught up with her, stretched out his hand to block Ling Feiyan's way, and said unwillingly: "Now that things have come to this, I agree to let you have a try!"

But Ling Feiyan had a calm expression and said calmly: "I don't want to go anymore."

"you……"

The prince's face changed drastically: "How dare you tease me?"

Ling Feiyan said indifferently: "Looking at your attitude now, if I come back after the negotiation, you will probably suspect that there is something going on between me and Chu Ning. If that's the case, I'd better not go.

It's just refined salt, at worst I can just keep eating coarse salt, it's not like I haven't eaten it before."

The prince, who had been scolded, reacted immediately.

Ling Feiyan is negotiating terms.

The prince narrowed his eyes and said coldly: "If you can accomplish this, I will not pursue anything!"

It is impossible for me to eat coarse salt. I will never eat coarse salt again in my life.

I took a bite just now and almost vomited out my breakfast.

Anyway, Ling Feiyan is going to find Shen Wanying, not Chu Ning, so what is there to be afraid of!

Even if Ling Feiyan met Chu Ning, that was the Prince Chu's Mansion, and Shen Wanying was there. Would Chu Ning dare to do anything to Ling Feiyan?

While thinking, Ling Feiyan glanced at the prince coldly: "You said this yourself, I don't want to be questioned by you again after I come back!"

The prince was about to explain, but Ling Feiyan pushed his hand away and walked out of the hall.

The prince clenched his hands tightly, and a cruel look appeared on his face.

Just wait, wait until Chu Ning is dealt with, and your Ling family is of no use to you, then I will definitely torture you!

But now, it still depends on Ling Feiyan to persuade Shen Wanying to solve the current urgent problems of the Eastern Palace.