Chapter 21 The Tyrant Does Not Want to Bow

In fact, Junlin's purpose in coming to him was very simple. He just wanted to have a stable economic relationship with the State of Yue.

She needs money, lots of money to improve people's livelihood.

Food money, crop money, medicine money, etc. can only be supplied by the state. The people are starving and cold, and have to live on the streets. What a shame.

Jin Ge saw her frowning and thinking, and asked curiously, "What are you thinking about?"

Jun Lin said calmly: "I'm thinking about how to quickly obtain a large amount of funds."

The man in green shirt, who had a garden full of valuable exotic flowers and plants, and even gemstone powder for painting, suddenly said kindly, "I'll give it to you."

Jun Lin felt that it seemed like red rain was falling from the sky.

Or the sun rises from the west.

She couldn't believe this statement more than a science fiction movie.

But Emperor Jing, who was anxiously waiting for funds, still turned his gaze towards him. His sparkling eyes turned soft and gentle, as if they contained a piece of Jiangnan misty rain: "Conditions."

It's comforting to talk to smart people.

Jin Ge lay on the table with his arms folded. He, who was sitting on the other side, leaned forward to close the distance between them. His voice was soft and warm: "If you can catch your breath at night, how about I give you a hundred taels of gold?"

Like the gentle moans of pleasure under someone's body.

He used money to humiliate the dignity of the young emperor and did things like a prostitute.

Jun Lin slowly grinned, raised his hand and pressed it against his chin, and with his index finger and thumb, he pinched his face to make it plump, and the man's pale and beautiful lips were forced to pout.

He seemed not to have expected her to be so bold. Before the anger could dissipate in his deep eyes, they were already filled with surprise.

Pulled by Jun Lin's strength, the man's graceful neck stretched out, and his delicate collarbone could be vaguely seen through his untidy collar. His fair cheeks also had more red marks, which showed how much force she was using.

But his happy smile turned away, and a sinister murderous aura emanated from the corners of his eyes and brows.

"Why, are you angry?"

He blinked at her in confusion, then slowly reached out his hands to cup her cheeks.

The overly delicate and soft touch distracted him for a moment, and then he began to caress it with his fingertips.

I really want to peel off this skin.

"Didn't you humiliate me in return for money? How come you can do it but I can't?"

The tyrant's expression did not waver at the gentle tone of voice.

Although she was already scrolling through the screen like crazy in her heart.

What rubbish.

I really want to punch myself twice.

Why bother with this guy if there is nothing to do?

She said in a serious tone: "I did something wrong, but since you are a member of the harem, you have no right to blame me. Can't you see the difference in status?"

And it was consensual on our part. Didn't you take the money with a smile when I paid it?

I'm not forcing you.

Although what she said seemed to be rude, overbearing and inhumane, this is the reality.

Jin Ge was puzzled: "Why am I not qualified? Are the people in the harem not human beings?"

Jun Lin was also angry at this moment, so he simply released his hand and argued with him: "Qualifications? Your father took women from the common people into the palace, played with their bodies and discarded them everywhere. Their parents reported to the authorities but to no avail, so they came to assassinate him. Why didn't you let your father put the sword across his neck?"

"That woman could be tortured to death, but your father couldn't. Why are the people in the harem not human?"

She was questioning him using his own words.

Tragic, cruel, royal hierarchy and feudal ethics.

Jin Ge stared at her eyes that were like burning sparks in a daze without saying a word.

"You should understand the rules of survival in this world better than I do. We both live at the top of the world. Don't we know the darkness and corruption better than anyone else?"

So she wanted to unify and try her best to change the corruption bit by bit.

The topic had somehow veered off topic, but no one pointed it out.

The arrogant emperor took on a superior attitude again. She stood up and looked at him sideways, her tone cold: "You should govern your position. You must understand your current status. Jingguo is my territory, and I have the right to kill anyone."

"Jin Ge, don't be so presumptuous."

The man who was sitting there in a daze suddenly had eyes that brightened up surprisingly. For the first time, the mask that always had a smile in his eyes was broken, revealing the dark mist underneath. He laughed so hard that tears came out of the corners of his eyes. His face, as clear as the autumn moon, was so beautiful that it was captivating.

"Then let me see how capable you are."

Jin Ge also stood up. The man was much taller than her. At this moment, he lowered his head and looked down at her tenderly.

"No one will help Jingguo in the current situation. I have Yueguo behind me, so it is impossible for me to establish business relations with you to help you ease the economy. This is how wars between countries work."

He lifted her hair with his fingertips, the fragrance swayed, and the hair fell smoothly through his fingers.

The voice was gentle yet almost cruel as he said this fact: "My king, Jingguo has long been isolated from the world."

The four countries are lurking in the dark, ready to deliver a fatal blow to Jingguo, who is on his last day of strength.

The undercurrents are the ambitions of the kings of various countries.

Jun Lin frowned imperceptibly, put his hands behind his back and said sternly: "As long as there are people, goods can be exchanged and trade can develop."

She and Jin Ge parted ways unhappily. She walked away without showing any weakness, her voice gradually fading away: "Benefits will drive merchants to trade with me. It depends on whether your economic blockade is strong or the bargaining chip I offer is better."

Not until the black skirt of Menri's robe embroidered with gold dragon patterns completely disappeared did he pick up the teacup and sip it.

There was an unshakable cunning and smile in his eyes.

"Obviously, if you just beg me, I'll consider giving in."

The man was as slender as a bamboo, and he said helplessly, "You refuse to bow your head. This is really a headache."

But his eyes were gleaming with excitement as if he had seen prey.

He is more of a gambler than a businessman.

A crazy, terrible, gambler who does whatever it takes just for the pleasure of it.

The man rolled his eyes lazily.

He originally wanted to bet on Southern Xinjiang, but now he has changed his mind.

"Let me think, which of these five countries should I bet on?"

The tone was sick and distressed.

Everyone knows that he is the crown prince of Yue State, and that he has endured humiliation and served Emperor Jing for five years for the benefit of Yue State. But in fact, it is not like that. He stays here only because he hasn't had enough fun and doesn't want to leave.

He is a madman. He has no concept of country, let alone the country of Yue. Everything he does is just for a moment of pleasure.

If you can keep him interested at all times, then you win.

Otherwise, there must be a skeleton to comfort his unhappiness.