After being demoted, my 300,000-strong army trampled the imperial city!

Inside the Prince's mansion, Chen Futu set up a separate table of delicious food and invited only Zhao Xier.

The maid was stopped by Dian Wei when she entered the palace.

"You black bastard, let me in!"

The maid was so angry she was about to hit him, but Dian Wei snorted, "I don't fight with women, so you'd better not throw a tantrum."

"Hong'er, how dare you be so rude!"

Zhao Xier scolded the maid and then entered the inner palace alone.

Chen Futu had been waiting for her arrival for a long time.

Zhao Xier removed her snow-white veil, revealing a face with a somewhat exotic look.

She was of mixed Central Plains and Western Regions descent, and was stunningly beautiful.

Chen Futu stared intently at her face and said teasingly, "King Zhao, I thought you had run off with another man."

"Your Highness, you are too kind. Since I am here as a guest, I will inform you, my host, even if I am about to leave."

"It seems you are quite satisfied with my work."

"If Your Highness gives me the glassmaking technology, I promise to provide you with 50,000 warhorses free of charge."

free?

Zhao Xier is very generous.

Chen Futu hadn't expected her to speak so easily. It seemed that she really liked the new glass. Once it hit the market, it would definitely be a highly sought-after item by dignitaries from all over the world, and the profits involved were considerable.

Thinking of this, Chen Futu lazily took out a nearly transparent glass from the side and placed it on the table.

Now, Zhao Xier couldn't take her eyes off it.

She swallowed hard, then bent down to serve the cup herself. Inadvertently, she revealed a deep, snow-white cleavage.

Chen Futu was very satisfied with her performance. He swirled the glass in his hand and said, "The glass industry is extremely profitable. I suddenly have a naive idea. How much do you think 50,000 warhorses would cost? Three million taels should be enough, right?"

Zhao Xier's pretty face immediately froze. "What do you mean?"

“I’ve inquired and found that your main customers for glass are the powerful and noble families of various countries. A single piece can easily sell for tens of thousands of taels of silver, and pieces of exceptional quality can fetch tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands. With such a lucrative business, I’d like to start my own.”

"Your Highness, how can you be so devoid of faith!"

Zhao Xier panicked, jumped up, and her pretty face turned pale.

She had just dismissed the two spies when Chen Futu reneged on his promise.

So shameless!

No wonder they were able to fabricate such bizarre anecdotes as the God of War of Gaoliang River.

"I know you're in a hurry, but don't worry yet."

"you……"

Chen Futu could make someone furious with just one sentence.

Zhao Xier gritted her teeth and sat down again, her eyes practically spitting fire. "Young Master, speak frankly, what do you want!"

Chen Futu leaned over the table, staring intently at her stunningly beautiful face, "I want you..."

"What!" Zhao Xier's beautiful eyes widened, and she stood up angrily. "Shameless!"

"I told you not to rush, but look at you, you're in a rush again."

"If the prince has no sincerity, what use is there for me to stay?"

"I haven't finished speaking. I want Xizhao to become Longcheng's horse ranch, and to supply Longcheng with the finest warhorses every year. What do you say?"

Chen Futu changed his tune, and his expression became more serious.

Zhao Xi'er thought for a moment and finally nodded, "Okay, but not too much. And I have a request: if the Longman send troops to attack, I hope the Crown Prince will lend a hand. After all, you made Xizhao your horse ranch, so you should provide protection."

“Naturally, I will not only provide protection, but I will also provide you with additional business.”

Chen Futu clapped his hands, and Dong Xian'er brought over a mirror.

Zhao Xier took it in her hand and looked at the extremely clear face, falling into deep self-doubt once again.

You should know that even the powerful and wealthy in various countries now use bronze mirrors. Such a clear and detailed mirror is probably the only one of its kind in the world. Once it is taken out, it will definitely be fought over by people all over the world.

"This is a real treasure. You pay for it, I'll buy it wholesale. Each mirror costs ten thousand, and whatever we sell, it's all yours. Does that show you sincerity?"

Chen Futu asked with a smile.

Zhao Xier tightened her snow-white fingers and finally reluctantly returned the mirror to Dong Xian'er.

"This is for you, just accept it."

Chen Futu waved his hand, and Dong Xian'er, sensing the awkward atmosphere, immediately retreated.

Zhao Xier smiled and said, "Your Highness is so generous. It's a pity I don't have that much money, but I want a batch of these amazing creations. How can I pay for them in cash?"

“If the King of Zhao doesn’t mind, paying with his own body isn’t out of the question,” Chen Futu said with a hint of sarcasm.

Zhao Xier did not get angry again. She cupped her fair and delicate chin and asked with a smile, "How many mirrors does the young master intend to offer to buy me?"

"While the glass of Western Zhao is precious, the real treasure is you. If you are willing to accompany this young master for a while, you can have as many of these things as you want."

After Chen Futu finished speaking, Zhao Xier swayed her waist and moved closer to him. She blinked her big eyes and said, "Your Highness is just as greedy as Long Nie. If you get me, Xi Zhao will be yours. No matter how you look at it, this deal is a win-win situation."

"What is Long Nie anyway? He dares to compare himself to me. But you even drugged me before? What, do you want to be my crown prince's wife and have my children?"

Chen Futu's smile held a hint of coldness, while Zhao Xier pursed her lips and giggled, her fragrant body swirling around her, mesmerizing all who beheld her.

"The young master is not only exceptionally talented in military affairs, but also unparalleled in the study of things. I have witnessed his talent, so I will make a reservation and send someone to deliver the money later."

After saying that, Zhao Xier lightly kissed Chen Futu's cheek with her red lips.

Chen Futu suddenly felt a jolt in his body.

This woman...

Chen Futu grabbed her soft, boneless hand. "I'll have those things prepared, but when will you pay the full amount?"

"Kill Long Nie, destroy Long Man, and I will be the crown prince."

Zhao Xier withdrew her smooth little hand and then drifted away like a fragrant breeze.

Chen Futu picked up the snow-white handkerchief she had dropped, held it to his nose and smelled its alluring fragrance, muttering, "How interesting. It wouldn't be bad to take her as a concubine in the future, just for some pleasure."

"Your Highness, she's gone?"

Qin Liangyu entered the room at some unknown time.

Chen Futu was taken aback, and subconsciously put the handkerchief aside. He said in a serious tone, "I plan to have you and Cao Zhen personally escort her back, and then fetch 50,000 warhorses. Without our people to pick them up, we simply can't deliver them all."

"What if the dragon barbarians object?"

"I didn't let you move two spies because I deliberately let Zhang Shouren and Da Qian know that we had reached a deal. They will then unite to stop us. I will then work with Lao Liu to figure things out and deflate their arrogance."

"Very well, the northern frontier's military might will not tolerate any provocation."

As she spoke, Qin Liangyu stepped forward, picked up the handkerchief in front of Chen Futu, and said with a half-smile, "Young Master, was this given to you by the King of Zhao, or was it lost by accident?"

"Would you believe me if I said she lost it?"

"Do not believe."

"All right……"

"Your Highness likes this? It just so happens that I have one as well."

Qin Liangyu coldly pulled out a rather plain handkerchief from her bosom.

Chen Futu's eyes lit up, and without saying a word, he snatched it away. "Wow, it's Shu embroidery, and it even features mandarin ducks!"

"Tomorrow, I will personally return the things that the King of Zhao lost. Also, Your Highness, you have had some wine, so please rest early."

Qin Liangyu left, taking the silk handkerchief with her.

Watching her heroic figure disappear into the distance, Chen Futu's smile stretched from ear to ear.

He was happy, but Zhang Shouren and the old emperor of the Great Qian Dynasty were furious. If Longcheng were to arm another 50,000 iron cavalry, how could they possibly fight?

All eyes in the world were focused on Zhao Xier, and before long another great battle was about to begin.