The First National Preceptor of the Tang Dynasty

Chapter 1252

"Your Highness, there's no need to rush. Just tell me what's on your mind. I'll listen carefully." Cheng Wubin had already made up his mind.

Not noticing anything amiss, King Yinglan roared angrily, "What time is it now? Do you still expect me to speak slowly?"

Seeing this, Cheng Wubin's expression did not change. "What is it that is so urgent, Your Highness? Please tell me."

Things might be more urgent than you think.

"You don't need to know anything else. All you need to do now is end Shen Qing's life." King Yinglan no longer cared about many things.

He blinked, and a brilliant light instantly flashed in Cheng Wubin's eyes.

Moving a little closer, Cheng Wubin extended his hand directly, "Your Highness should be well aware of the rules here. I wonder what kind of sincerity Your Highness intends to show today? Let me know."

He'll agree to anything as long as the money is right.

Knowing exactly what Cheng Wubin wanted, King Yinglan directly stated a number.

However, Cheng Wubin was not particularly satisfied with the amount proposed by Prince Yinglan. His expression changed: "Your Highness, were you joking with me just now? I am not particularly satisfied with the amount of silver you gave me. I feel it is far too little."

He felt utterly insulted by such a small amount.

If it weren't for the fact that the person in front of him was a prince, Cheng Wubin felt he might have left immediately.

"I'll add a little more." Biting his lower lip tightly, King Yinglan's eyes were full of anger, but he could only endure it.

With the strength of his subordinates, he was not capable of taking Shen Qing's life; otherwise, why would he have come all this way to find King Yinglan today?

"I wonder how much Your Highness plans to add." Cheng Wubin was extremely satisfied.

He's determined to make things difficult for King Yinglan today.

Suppressing his anger, King Yinglan spoke his mind directly.

Before he could continue speaking, he heard Cheng Wubin's voice: "Although the amount of silver you've offered is indeed much more, I still think it's not enough. I hope Your Highness can add some more."

"You..." King Yinglan was so angry that he didn't know what to say.

He had guessed that something like this might happen, but he never expected Cheng Wubin to go so far.

"Your Highness, please don't be angry. If you are not satisfied, you are free to find someone else. I believe that others can also complete the task perfectly." With a slight smile, Cheng Wubin deliberately said this to Prince Yinglan.

To be honest, no one else can replace me.

He was convinced that King Yinglan would not leave no matter how much he asked for.

"How much do you want? As long as it's acceptable to me, I will give it to you." In order to kill Shen Qing, King Yinglan could only continue to endure.

It's just a matter of money; with a little more effort, he can easily get it.

Finally somewhat satisfied, Cheng Wubin directly stated the amount in silver taels.

King Yinglan's face darkened: "This is not the kind of price you're asking for. Do you not respect me at all?"

King Yinglan was considering taking direct action, after all, Cheng Wubin had gone too far.

Meeting Prince Yinglan's gaze, Cheng Wubin showed no fear whatsoever. "This is the price I deserve. If Your Highness is still unwilling, I will reiterate my previous statement and hope Your Highness will leave immediately."

King Yinglan thought it was too expensive, and he wasn't particularly keen on taking action.