Chapter 297 The money is not enough, I will collect it
Dongfang Muze strode to the bronze mirror. The person in the mirror was swollen all over, with a face as fat as a pig's head. The skin below the neck had been soaked in the potion for three days. The skin was wrinkled and dyed dark green by the potion, like
Awesome, toad!
"Clang!"
The bronze mirror was violently swept to the ground, and the attendant knelt down on the ground, shrinking back and trying to weaken his sense of presence.
Dongfang Muze closed his eyes, took a deep breath, gritted his teeth and roared:
"Jun! Ling! Yun!"
It's a pity that it has no lethal effect on Jun Lingyun.
"Has the money arrived?"
Dongfang Muze gritted his teeth, and his flesh still ached when he thought of the five hundred thousand taels of silver. He was determined to annex the Yunxiao Kingdom and destroy Jun Lingyun's family!
"Going back to Your Highness, over the years, we have sold off all our properties here that can be sold, and we have only managed to collect three hundred thousand taels. The money that Dongyi wants to send for support has been delayed, delayed."
Dongfang Muze frowned. What went wrong while he was away from Dongyi? The money was not enough. It seemed that he had no choice but to deal with Jun Lingyun.
"Notice it, we will take action at midnight tonight."
No matter what, the original plan cannot be changed. If anything happens to Dongyi, he will have to go back quickly.
"Yes, yes, Your Highness."
The attendant used his hands and feet to escape from this horrible room and horrible man.
Dongfang Muze touched his swollen face. People in Yunxiao Kingdom are really treacherous and cunning.
That old lady doctor looked so kind and amiable, a benevolent doctor, ah! He actually had the same virtues as Jun Lingyun.
Dongfang Muze, whose scar had healed and had forgotten the itching, no longer remembered how grateful he was to Dr. Zhang just now for giving him the medicine to cure his illness.
At this time, the "treacherous" Jun Lingyun was being fed by Xi'er in the East Palace.
"This is a drug, this is a lethal poison, this is an antidote, this is to stop bleeding, this is to prevent mosquitoes, here is some dried meat, you can eat it if you are hungry on the way..."
Jun Lingyun just looked at Chu Yunxi with a smile, and put out one thing after another.
"Xi'er, I want to hunt down Dongfang Muze, not be hunted by him."
"Despicable people like him won't trust you. What if he sets an ambush on the road? You can't be careless."
Chu Yunxi thought to herself while packing her baggage.
"We will get married in five days. If you can't come back in one piece by then, I won't want you anymore. Ugh..."
Chu Yunxi's mouth was blocked by Jun Lingyun.
"Xi'er, you are not allowed to say such things."
Chu Yunxi blinked her big round eyes to show that she understood. Jun Lingyun then let go of his hand and looked into her eyes.
"Xi'er, in this life, I will never let go of your hand no matter what, and I won't allow you to joke about this kind of thing. We will live a long life and grow old together."
Chu Yunxi's ears were slightly red. She just said love words. Do you need to be so serious? It made her little heart beat wildly.
"I know, I know. Then don't come back late."
"I promise!"
Jun Lingyun raised three fingers and showed a smile that captivated everyone. Naturally, he also captivated Chu Yunxi, who was looking at him seriously.
"Everything is almost ready. I, I will go to the academy to see those children."
Jun Lingyun just laughed, took Chu Yunxi into his arms, hugged her, and let her go.
The secret lines that Concubine Dan once planted in Yunxiao Kingdom have not been wiped out yet, which shows that she is very capable of concealment.
Jun Lingyun has been on the battlefield for several years and naturally knows that he must never underestimate the enemy at any time, otherwise, he may die at the hands of the enemy he despises the most.
Even for the sake of his subordinates, he had to make perfect preparations. Xi'er didn't need to know all this, she just had to wait in the capital for him to come back and marry her.
Speaking of which, he had said this when he went to Nanyan Country. Time flies, and time flies, but before their wedding, Dongfang Muze can actually get involved.
Jun Lingyun narrowed his eyes, worrying his Xi'er, but Dongfang Muze must enjoy the feast he prepared for him.
Bai Xiao came to report at this time.
"Master, Prince Dongfang wants to see you."
Jun Lingyun was not surprised at all. On Dongyi's side, as long as Zifeng progressed smoothly, Dongfang Muze's backup would be cut off.
Dongfang Muze, on the other hand, would not bring so much money with him. He had been soaking in the soup for several days and could not collect the agreed money, so it was reasonable for him to want to see him.
It’s still the elegant Zhuxuan Tea Room.
Jun Lingyun glanced at Dongfang Muze, who was wearing a hood. Presumably, the face under the hood was no longer visible to anyone.
"Prince Dongfang, did you invite me to say goodbye?"
He asked the question knowingly, and Dongfang Muze rolled his eyes angrily. Fortunately, Jun Lingyun couldn't see clearly.
"Xiao Wang only scraped together three hundred thousand taels of silver. For the rest, I will write a note to Prince Jun and pay it back later."
Dongfang Muze has already discovered that playing sloppy games with Jun Lingyun is of no use at all. In the end, he will only suffer the loss. It would be better to speak frankly, which would be more satisfying.
"Oh? But, Prince Dongfang, did you bring the crown prince's seal?"
Dongfang Muze gritted his teeth. Could it be that when Jun Lingyun traveled far away, he would carry the prince's seal with him?
"It's enough to have Xiao Wang's signature and seal!"
Jun Lingyun nodded,
"Yes, after all, now, you are still the crown prince of Dongyi, and you can represent the Dongyi Kingdom. Even if there are any changes in the future, the Dongyi royal family will not deny it."
"hehe!"
Dongfang Muze would really thank Jun Lingyun for caring so much about his future.
"The interest is one hundred thousand taels of silver."
Jun Lingyun seemed to be talking about tomorrow, whether it will be sunny or rainy, the lion opened his mouth.
Dongfang Muze...
He calmed down the urge to have a life-or-death showdown with Jun Lingyun.
"Two hundred thousand taels of silver, one hundred thousand taels of interest, Prince Jun, you don't even dare to calculate usury like this, right?"
"We don't dare to borrow money at high interest rates."
Jun Lingyun agreed very much. However, the conversation changed.
"That doesn't mean that I don't dare. Prince Dongfang, my patience is limited and my time is limited. If I delay my time any longer, it won't cost me one hundred thousand taels of silver."
Dongfang Muze clenched his fists loudly and shouted:
"Come here, bring me pen, ink, paper and inkstone!"
He always felt that he had perfected his control over his emotions, but he didn't know that with Jun Lingyun, he could break it at any time.
Jun Lingyun didn't care about Dongfang Muze's attitude and took a leisurely sip of tea. He watched him write the IOU in wild cursive.
"Prince Dongfang, please write clearly, one stroke at a time, so that you won't have to default on your debt later."
Dongfang Muze put down his brush with a bang, crumpled the paper in front of him with a few lines on it, and threw it away.
I picked up the brush again and patiently wrote a copy.
Jun Lingyun picked up the IOU he had written and shook it to let the ink on it dry before folding it up and putting it away.
"Prince Dongfang, please send the three hundred thousand taels to my palace's carriage. We will see you later."
Looking at Jun Lingyun's disappearing back, Dongfang Muze's hand on the table had veins popping out.
His trip to Yunxiao Kingdom went from being full of ambition to being in a state of embarrassment, which was something he had never expected.
Fortunately, tonight, the nightmare is over. When he returns to Dongyi, we will see how powerful Jun Lingyun is.
It's night, the bustle of the day has gradually faded away, and the lively streets have become quiet. Only the sound of the watchman echoes in the empty streets of Beijing.