She Rebuilt Her Fallen Country With Storage Space-Chapter 195 King Yong Arrives: Lan’er Doesn’t Recognize Uncle Wang Anymore?

If audio player doesn't work, press Reset or reload the page.

Chapter 195: Chapter 195 King Yong Arrives: Lan’er Doesn’t Recognize Uncle Wang Anymore?

Vice General Jie furrowed his cold brows, "Either Lu Hong isn’t telling the truth, or the capital has deliberately delayed the news."

Xiang Ying pondered, "The granary has been emptied, Lu Hong has no need to lie. He, more than anyone else, wants to deceive and pass unnoticed."

Moreover, Xiang Ying speculated that Lu Hong, following the Sixth Prince’s intention, had Vice General Jie take over the responsibility of guarding the granary to pass the blame when the incident occurred.

Lu Hong knew that as Jie Chen was the Tenth Prince, the Emperor paid him a lot of attention and possibly even owed him.

Thus, even if the theft of the granary were to be exposed, Jie Chen would at most be punished, but there won’t be any severe penalty.

Jie Chen looked at Skinny Monkey and asked, "Did only King Yong come, or did the imperial envoy come as well?"

"The scout said only King Yong’s carriage is here; there’s no sight of the imperial envoy."

Jie Chen pondered for a moment, then pushed Xiang Ying out.

He ordered solemnly, "Stay in the tent these days, don’t go out causing trouble for no reason."

King Yong particularly despised the people of West Zhou.

Jie Chen knew that years ago, King Yong had a beautiful concubine who was pregnant and sold to a West Zhou merchant by the Princess Consort.

By the time King Yong got wind of it and tried to find her, the concubine had vanished without a trace.

This matter had caused King Yong to bear a grudge against West Zhou. He was not clear which West Zhou merchant was responsible, but he has never given up his investigation over the years.

Unaware of King’s deep dislike for the people of West Zhou, as Jie Chen pushed her outside, Xiang Ying kept turning her head back, "If King Yong wants to inspect the granary, let him."

She wasn’t afraid at all!

Jie Chen nodded at her, then took his men, ready to head to the Governor’s Mansion to welcome King Yong’s entourage.

Unexpectedly, just as Jie Chen and his men left the camp, King Yong’s carriage arrived.

King Yong had bypassed the Governor’s Mansion and came straight to him?

A deep turmoil churned within Jie Chen’s eyes.

He immediately stepped forward to greet him.

The stern guards stopped, a young eunuch lifted the curtain of the carriage, and a middle-aged man wearing a Double Dragon Gold Crown with a solemn expression stepped out.

His body was draped in a splendid brocade robe, the embroidered golden dragon patterns dazzling under the sunlight.

In Nanyue, princes wore python robes, princes wore four-claw dragons, and only the Emperor was entitled to wear the five-claw golden dragon.

King Yong, approaching forty, was rarely seen smiling.

Yet, as his piercing eyes swept over Jie Chen, they revealed a profound sentimentality.

"Vice General Jie, it has been a long time since we’ve seen each other."

Jie Chen bowed slightly, "Your Highness has worked hard. If I had known earlier of your arrival, I would have welcomed you at the city gate."

King Yong waved his hand, "My journey here was hastened, ahead of the imperial envoy. I wanted to discuss some urgent matters with you first."

Jie Chen made a welcoming gesture, "Then please, Your Highness, move to the tent. We can talk at leisure."

King Yong nodded.

He entered the tent where prisoners were held, and his peripheral vision caught that each prisoner had a small tent to rest in.

King Yong frowned subtly, dissatisfaction flickering in his eyes.

Aren cautiously lifted the curtain, trying to steal a glimpse.

Qi Fengyi pulled him back by the collar to Xiang Ying’s side.

Qi Fengyi whispered sternly, "Don’t cause trouble for the elder princess!"

Aren’s dark eyes looked somewhat innocent.

"Sorry sister, I was just curious what the prince looks like. They say those of the Heavenly Family’s lineage are noble; do they have an extra eye, or an extra mouth?"

Xiang Ying couldn’t help laughing.

She retaliated Aren’s question, "You’ve seen the Sixth Prince. Do you think he has anything extra compared to others?"

Aren thought carefully and honestly shook his head.

"No different from ordinary people."

"Exactly, the prince is pretty much like ordinary people too, it’s just that their power is greater."

Aren glanced through a gap in the curtains; many guards had already passed by.

He muttered, "Power is seized by people. When I grow up, I will seize power for my sister!"

In Jie Chen’s tent.

Only he and King Yong were present.

Seeing Jie Chen standing respectfully and silently, with his face down,

King Yong showed an affectionate expression: "Lan’er, you can sit. There are no outsiders here; we, as uncle and nephew, need not be so distant."

Jie Chen bowed: "Please forgive me, Your Highness, but as I am currently the Vice General in charge of transporting prisoners, I dare not address Your Highness as a relative."

King Yong’s expression changed, and he eventually sighed.

"You are too cautious. Actually, your Father the Emperor he..."

"What matter does Your Highness wish to discuss with Jie Chen this time?" Jie Chen interrupted King Yong’s attempt to intercede on behalf of the Emperor.

King Yong paused, his face becoming slightly stern.

"I want you to help me find someone."

"Who?" freewebnøvel.com

"A Xizhou merchant woman, her surname is Yin, named Yin Feihua."

Jie Chen hesitated, why did that name sound somewhat familiar?

Only to hear King Yong say in a deep voice, "The people I sent finally found the whereabouts of my child. I heard that after my concubine was sold to this woman, she gave birth to a male child."

"But when trying to further investigate, there were no further clues, and I suspect she was taken to Xizhou by this Yin Feihua. I heard she is a somewhat famous merchant there. You must have heard about her on your journey."

Jie Chen nodded slightly: "The name does sound familiar, but I haven’t specifically looked into it. I’ll inquire about it and report back to Your Highness."

King Yong nodded: "Good, remember, if you find out about her, don’t startle her; I need her alive to find out my son’s whereabouts."

King Yong did not stay long and soon left.

Lu Hong and the Sixth Prince personally came to welcome him and escorted King Yong to stay at the Governor’s Mansion.

After King Yong left, Jie Chen instructed Skinny Monkey and Acid Scholar.

"Arrange for the reconnaissance soldiers to ride swiftly back, to track down Yin Feihua’s whereabouts."

"Yes."

After four days.

The Imperial Envoy arrived in Mei City with a large number of government officers.

This Imperial Envoy, Mr. Liang, was even more stern than King Yong, said to be Nanyue’s Judge Bao.

Meaning, wherever he found even a slight irregularity, he would not show leniency and would lawfully handle the issue.

No wonder the Sixth Prince was in such a rush to pass the blame onto Jie Chen.

Through drone surveillance, Xiang Ying saw that after the Sixth Prince and others welcomed this envoy, Mr. Liang immediately demanded to inspect the granary.

Catching them off guard.

Xiang Ying, holding a bag of chips, sat calmly in front of the screen.

Keep searching! She had secretly returned the grain using the drone last night.

Jie Chen and others walked towards the granary.

The Sixth Prince deliberately lagged behind and said to Jie Chen: "These past few days, has Vice General Jie checked the granary? What if there are problems, wouldn’t that give the Imperial Envoy reason to find faults?"

Jie Chen’s expression was cold and his dark eyes composed.

He glanced at the Sixth Prince.

"The granary was handed over to me by Your Highness, it surely has no issues, so I didn’t check."

The Sixth Prince silently sneered.

Is Jie Chen truly foolish or pretending to be?

Either way, let him be publicly punished later. Mr. Liang would not indulge him.

The Sixth Prince vowed to seize this opportunity to make Jie Chen a prisoner before the steps.

Embezzling official grain, await death!