Mother, I have returned to the throne.

"Alright, alright, it's all written here in black and white, stop trying to stop me!"

"Wang Chao Ma Han, what are you still standing there for? Hold on tight and lead the horse. If anyone dares to stop me, I'll break his paws. You dare to steal Song Yuan's yard? You're courting death!"

On the second floor, bursts of wailing were heard as the high priest Bulma fell to the ground.

Song Yuan touched his nose, feeling somewhat guilty.

This old guy doesn't have much tolerance.

Isn’t it just a few words to you?

Are you still angry?

In fact, Song Yuan really wanted to squeeze in again.

What if it's just like water in a sponge, you squeeze it and it comes back?

Unfortunately, Bulma really has no energy left.

Otherwise, Song Yuan really wouldn't mind competing with him!

Isn’t it just a bet?

As a university graduate, how could you be afraid of a drifter who only has elementary school education?

Let’s not talk about anything advanced, just a random linear equation of two variables would probably make him blind!

But Bulma's family is too poor.

You said that when you visit someone's home, is it appropriate not to bring some gifts?

Seeing that there was no advantage to be gained by continuing, Song Yuan waved his hand and was about to return with his spoils.

As the saying goes, the longer the night, the more dreams you have.

There are many jealous people in this imperial city.

It is better to send it back to your own residence as soon as possible to avoid being robbed on the way.

The idea is good, but unfortunately, Cheng Yaojin shows up halfway through.

"Your Majesty is here!"

As Eunuch Qiu spoke in a loud voice, Song Yuan frowned slightly.

I am such a cheap old man, and I have really sharp ears.

I had just picked up a piece of meat when this old guy came over after smelling the scent!

"See Father!"

But no matter how much resentment you have in your heart, you still have to kneel.

Song Yuan suppressed his dissatisfaction and bowed to pay his respects immediately.

But then he saw a hand stretched out from the imperial sedan in front of him.

An angry voice followed.

"Boss, what are you still standing there for? Get over here!"

I knew it was bad news!

Song Yuan frowned secretly and walked forward respectfully.

"Father, you called me?"

"What could have disturbed you so late at night?"

"If I don't come again, can you tear down the roof of this post station?" Song Youji poked his head out with a frosty look on his face.

Can't you let me have some peace of mind?

Even if you really want to rob someone, at least do it behind their back.

At worst, you can wait until the barbarian leaves the city and cover your face. Who will know it was you who did it?

Do I want to scold you for making such a fuss now?

Shouldn't I have some respect for my reputation?

"I'm asking you what's going on?" Song Youji pointed at the chaotic post station and snorted coldly.

Song Yuan suddenly became excited and hurriedly took out the note that Bulma had signed and sealed.

"Look, Father, this is written in black and white. It's called a gamble and a loss. What did I do wrong?"

With just a quick glance, Song Youji understood the whole story.

So the two of them made another bet?

So we won again?

Next time something good happens, can you please call me?

We did this not for anything else but to encourage our son!

"According to what you said, not only can I not say anything bad about you, but I have to praise you?"

"I praise you for bringing glory to our country, I praise you for defeating the barbarians, I praise you for causing such a stir in the city that everyone is saying that the Great Qin is slacking off on its envoys, isn't that right?"

Song Youji raised his eyebrows and scolded.

Then, without waiting for Song Yuan's response, he waved his hand.

"Where is the commander of the Royal Guards?"

"I'm here!" Liu Ben, the commander of the Imperial Guards, stepped forward, looking breathless.

Song Youji's previous warhorse was snatched from him. The commander ran all the way and almost lost half his life.

"Go, take some men to count these war horses and temporarily place them in the Imperial Guards' camp!"

"Yes!"

Seeing that the two of them were singing the same tune, he was about to confiscate his property.

Song Yuan suddenly became anxious.

It is true that you are my father, but brothers should settle accounts clearly. Why are you blackmailing my warhorse?

Nope!

"Father, I won this warhorse by betting on it. It's all here in black and white. What can others say? As the saying goes, a man of integrity fears no slander!"

"Father, the High Priest has now given his approval. I don't think you need to bother with the rest of the matter, right?"

Damn, I didn’t see you when I was working hard before!

It's time to receive the goods now, are you here?

You want to snatch my spoils with just a few words?

These are hundreds of war horses, you’re dreaming!

"So, you want to bring all these war horses into the mansion? You are alone now, without any capable men under your command. What will you do with the war horses after you get them?"

"Is the next step to recruit soldiers and prepare cavalry, so that we can start a rebellion?"

I rely on!

If you were not the emperor, would I dare to slap you for saying this?

Seeing that Song Youji even said the word "rebellion", Song Yuan knew in his heart that his cheap father must have a piece of the pie!

It was fine, you could just take the horse and walk away.

It’s all Bulma’s fault for being so stingy. If he hadn’t stopped it before, how could this have happened?

As a workplace elite, Song Yuan naturally understands the principle of plucking feathers from passing geese.

I have made great contributions, so I will give you some of the rewards!

"Father, I have another great use for this warhorse. What do you think?"

"Take twenty or thirty of them home and study them carefully. Perhaps you can improve the empire's warhorses. I'll take the rest!"

"Don't worry, I promise I won't use this warhorse carelessly. I'm going to exchange it for silver so I can earn enough to marry a wife!"

The barbarian's warhorse is worth a fortune, and you're going to sell it with just a wave of your hand?

Hearing Song Yuan's arrangement, Song Youji felt furious.

Things that I treasure are only linked to money in your eyes. Aren't you telling me that you are of a higher class than me?

Let me take away twenty or thirty of them... I want them all today!

But seeing that you are quite attentive, I will give you a share today!

"I'm not saying this, but this barbarian warhorse is worth a fortune, and private transactions are strictly prohibited. As a prince, you must set an example!"

"With so many eyes watching us, even I find it hard to tolerate you for saying this! Liu Ben, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and take the war horses away. Oh, and leave twenty of them behind. They belong to the eldest prince!"

I rely on!

I'm thinking 30/70, and you're thinking 30/70 too.

In the end, you get 70% and I get 30%?

Faced with Song Youji's magical operation, Song Yuan was completely dumbfounded.

And also to refute it.

But he was blocked by the emperor's words: "Boss, you are getting married soon, can you please focus on your work?"

"Come, come, come, I'll go with you to your house later, and we'll discuss what to do on the wedding day!"

This is very meaningful.

It was clearly telling Song Yuan.

If you agree, I will arrange your marriage for you.

If you don’t agree, whatever you want!

Seeing that the old man took advantage of him and wanted him to thank him, Song Yuan suppressed his anger and had to accept reality.

Well, it’s all about money. As long as the wedding goes through, what does losing a few war horses matter?

The wedding is the big deal, and the gifts are the highlight.

Without Song Youji's support, who cares who you are, civil or military officials in the court?

I have to borrow this cheap dad’s face!

"Father, thank you for your concern. I suddenly feel that I really don't have enough use for all these war horses. I will do as you arrange!"