"Father, why don't you take advantage of the opportunity I've given you to capture Murong Qingyu directly?" Qian Yechen asked anxiously.
"Go down. Don't tell anyone about what happened today."
"Father!" Qian Yechen simply couldn't understand why Emperor Xin Dezheng could remain so calm after hearing such shocking news, and he felt extremely unwilling.
"I have said that I will make the decision myself!" Emperor De Zheng said again unhappily.
"Yes." Qian Yechen dragged his head like a defeated rooster.
"Then hurry down!"
"...Yes, I will take my leave!"
He originally thought that after he informed on the emperor, his father would return the money to him. He also thought that even if he didn't return the money to him, he would at least be furious and ask him to secretly deploy forces and capture Murong Qingyu and the prince as soon as the Five Nations Chamber of Commerce was over.
He had spent all his fortune to buy this information, but in the end, the result was that he was forced to withdraw. How could he accept this?
After Qian Yechen retreated, the more he thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more unwilling he felt.
But he never thought that the prince had already told Emperor Dezheng what he said, and the reason why Emperor Dezheng was keeping his troops in place was so that he could capture Murong Qingyu in one fell swoop and expel the Divine Cult from the territory.
Qian Yechen came out of the palace in a rage. As soon as he reached the gate, he saw Murong Qingyu, who was in high spirits. At this moment, he was smiling and bringing his son Murong Qingyun to receive envoys from various countries at the palace gate.
Qian Yechen was so angry that his veins were exposed. He wished he could rush up and fight Murong Qingyu to the death.
Murong Qingyu and Murong Qingyun were both considered masters. After sensing the unfriendly gazes coming towards them from behind, they turned their heads almost at the same time.
"Hey, isn't this His Royal Highness Prince Cheng? Why are you in the palace?" Murong Qingyu asked with a smile like an old fox.
At this moment, Qian Yechen wanted to rush up and tear Murong Qingyu's face apart. He couldn't even smile at this person who had made him lose almost everything.
"Your Highness Prince Cheng has come to the palace at this time. Aren't you afraid of problems outside the city? You should know that the Emperor can give you the job of guarding the outer perimeter of the capital. If bandits appear in the capital, Your Highness Prince Cheng won't be able to get away with it by simply handing over the small amount of money he uses to send beggars to suppress them."
Murong Qingyu also hated Qian Yechen to death. He had trained and hidden his 100,000 elite soldiers for years, but this young man found and annihilated them. Even now, his heart ached when he thought about it. How could he let go of such a verbal pleasure?
Murong Qingyu's words undoubtedly stimulated Qian Yechen again. He swore that even if his father did not intend to punish Murong Qingyu, he would make Murong Qingyu's rebellious heart public when the Five Nations Chamber of Commerce came.
He didn't want to wait any longer.
"Oh, could it be that Marshal Murong and Young Master Murong have come here specifically to welcome me?"
Just as Qian Yechen clenched his fists, ready to fight Murong Qingyu to the death, a burst of cheerful voices suddenly rang out from outside the palace gates. Following the source of the voices, he saw a short, thin man astride a sturdy horse, bowing and smiling broadly to Murong Qingyu and Murong Qingyun. He didn't even spare a glance at the Third Prince, Cheng Wang, who was glaring at Murong Qingyu from the side.
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