The abandoned concubine who transmigrated woke up shouting "Long live the widow!"

Before he could finish speaking, his hoverboard suddenly stopped, and the guy was thrown off balance by the inertia.

This time, Wanyan Junhao was quick-witted. He did a forward roll and stood up. He turned around and pointed at Jingxue, saying, "It's you, it's you again, you damned woman!"

Jingxue flashed in front of him, grabbed his wrist and twisted it backward. She probably used a little too much force, and Wanyan Junhao was pulled by the force and flipped in the air, crashing heavily to the ground.

With a loud "thump," Xiaoman, who was not far away, immediately closed her eyes.

"Ouch! My back!" Wanyan Junhao shouted loudly, and two Cangbei guards at the door ran over.

However, for some reason, the knife in the guard's hand ended up in Jingxue's hand.

Jingxue held the knife in both hands, one pointing at Wanyan Junhao and the other at the two guards.

"Wanyan Junhao, this is my last warning to you. If you ever dare to speak of my father again, I will make sure you rest here forever!"

Wanyan Junhao was about to get up, propping himself up on his elbows. Looking at the cold blade pointing at his neck, he exhaled and said, "Alright, I won't say it again. You're so stingy!"

"Get out!" Jingxue said, throwing the two knives away. They stuck into a tree trunk nearby, and then she went into the yard without looking back.

Wanyan Junhao stood up in a fit of rage, grabbed his Segway, glared at the two Cangbei guards who were drawing their swords, and walked away.

Runyue had wanted to rush up and dislocate Wanyan Junhao's arm for a long time, but was held down by Ying Si.

Enraged, she kicked Wanyan Junhao twice, yelling, "You big idiot, don't ever come play with me again! Look how angry you've made my young lady!"

Wanyan Junhao heard this but didn't turn around, and walked away angrily.

Xiaoman and the other two knew that Jingxue was angry, so none of them dared to persuade her. Yingwu and Liqiu also knew that their young lady was unhappy, and they all silently went about their own business.

Jingxue never expected that one day she would be ridiculed by someone from Cangbei. Although she was a little upset at the time, she quickly came to terms with it and spent the whole afternoon in her room drawing blueprints and writing plans.

The Emperor and the Emperor Emeritus soon learned of what had happened in front of Yichun Palace.

Both of them sent golden-armored guards to stand watch at the East Palace, so they would know immediately if there was any disturbance, let alone when the Princess Consort of War had a knife to the neck of the Second Prince of Cangbei.

After hearing this, the retired emperor waved for the golden-armored guards to leave, and he sat there silently.

It seems that Jing Zhiyuan really can't stay locked up any longer.

But if we let him go, won't this girl run away? That damn Baili Zhan, since he came back, he's been hiding in his room all day, I don't know what he's up to.

The Emperor Emeritus suddenly stood up, startling the eunuch beside him. "Oh dear! Your Majesty, didn't the imperial physician advise you not to stand up so suddenly?"

"Get out of my way!" The Emperor Emeritus angrily went to find Baili Zhan.

The Emperor wasn't as worried as the Retired Emperor. He said happily, "Serves them right! Let's see if the Cangbei people are still arrogant. Look at our Princess Consort disarming him with her bare hands. Isn't Wanyan Junhao stupid? Of all people to mess with, he had to mess with Princess Consort. Even I..."

"Okay, you go back!"

The golden-armored guard bowed and withdrew.

The Emperor stopped himself in time. What he wanted to say was that even he dared not offend that girl. She dared to glare at the Emperor Emeritus. She was like a donkey! She would kick up a fuss at the slightest displeasure. The Second Prince of Cangbei really didn't know what was good for him.

The next day, when the negotiations began, Jingxue spoke up without hesitation: "Esteemed envoys of Cangbei, in five days it will be our traditional New Year's Eve, one of the most important festivals in our country. According to the annual custom, the Emperor seals his office six days before New Year's Eve and stops working."

Wanyan Junhui said, "Does the Princess Consort mean that we have delayed your festival?"

"If you insist on interpreting it that way, there's nothing I can do. But what I mean is, we've looked at it, and we've given you enough time to discuss it. Let's stop beating around the bush and just state our conditions directly! No one will turn down money if they can agree to something, and if they can't, then it's not going to work out."

After Jingxue finished speaking, no one spoke for a moment. Qin Jing, who was standing to the side, raised an eyebrow. His cousin-in-law's words had completely silenced them.

“Princess Zhan is indeed a straightforward person, so we won’t stand on ceremony. We can agree to the price of twelve coins per catty and the quantity of 80,000 shi. But we also have conditions: we can only offer a maximum price of seven coins per catty for fine salt,” Wanyan Junhui said.

Jingxue knew he had more to say, so she didn't interrupt him. But then An Wenguang said, "The price of fine salt set by our Emperor is eight copper coins per catty. We can't make that decision!"

As soon as he said that, even Hu Yucheng wanted to slap him. What's the rush? He clearly had more to say!

"So, does Vice Minister An mean that the border trade negotiations are over?"

Jingxue turned to look at An Wenguang and asked.

"I, I didn't mean that. I was just telling the truth. Princess Consort Zhan, did you not finish reading the information?" An Wenguang did not expect Jingxue to put such a big accusation on him.

Jingxue ignored him and said to Hu Yucheng, "Minister Hu, keep your people in check. If this continues, I will report to the Emperor that I will no longer participate in these negotiations."

"Princess Consort Zhan is overthinking it. Lord An is only sincere!" Hu Yucheng said, forcing himself to speak.

Jingxue snorted coldly and turned her head. "Seventh Prince, please continue!"

Wanyan Junhui's lips curled into a mocking smile. "We also want the grain seeds and planting techniques from that estate the other day, as well as the materials to build that greenhouse!"

"Seven coins a pound for fine salt, that's fine, but the quality isn't as good as what you saw. Do you still want it?" Jingxue asked.

Wanyan Junhui immediately said, "How can that be?"

"To be honest, five coins was the previous price. The price of official salt will also increase a bit in the future because the quality of fine salt has improved, which has increased the cost. So, if you want to buy it for seven coins per catty, we can only provide you with the lower quality," Qin Jing said.

The Imperial Advisor whispered something to Wanyan Junhui, and then Wanyan Junhui said, "Alright then! We need the fine salt of the quality we're looking for, at eight coins per catty, and we'll start with 100,000 shi."

Qin Jing replied, "No problem!"

"Then tell me what kind of grain you want. It's 500 coins per catty. How much do you want?" After Jingxue finished speaking, not only did the Cangbei delegation gasp in surprise, but even the officials of Beiye felt that it was too expensive.

"Princess Consort Zhan, the price you've offered is outrageous! It's an outrageous offer!" the Imperial Advisor exclaimed.

“Grand Master Wulin, as you saw the other day, soybeans and corn, one seed can grow into one seedling. How many seeds are in a pound? Even potatoes and sweet potatoes, one can be broken into several pieces, one piece is one seedling, and one seedling can produce more than a dozen fruits. Is this expensive? Ordinary grain seeds are many times more expensive than the grain itself! Not to mention my high-yield and drought-resistant varieties!”

"Also, at this price, I can only sell you a maximum of one thousand catties of seeds for each type of crop, is that right, Prince Qin?"