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"Something's wrong! Something's wrong! Your Highness, the Heir, it's a big deal! The disaster victims outside the city are causing a ruckus!"
Jiang Jiang spoke urgently.
The Langya Prince was taken aback. Why would the disaster victims cause trouble for him? It was Jiang Han and Che Chengming who were responsible for the situation. Even if the victims were rioting, they would be looking for those two, not him.
"No, it's serious! It's really serious!" Jiang Jiang stammered, almost unable to articulate his words due to anxiety.
"What’s going on?" The Langya Prince furrowed his brows, a displeased expression crossing his face.
"Your Highness, the disaster victims have discovered the bodies we left at Luanzanggang!" Jiang Jiang exclaimed.
The Langya Prince was even more confused. So what if they found them? He had killed a few commoners; what was the big deal?
He scrutinized Jiang Jiang closely and said in an irritated tone, "You better explain clearly. If this isn't serious, then you’re finished!"
Hearing this, Jiang Jiang showed no signs of worry; instead, he continued, "Your Highness, we’ve used the women among the disaster victims as lanterns! Everyone knows about it now, and it was Jiang Han who personally exposed this matter!"
Jiang Han was currently facing tens of thousands of angry disaster victims, supposedly giving a speech! The crowd was already in an uproar and planned to storm the Langya Wangfu!
"You fool! Damn that Jiang Han! How could he let things escalate like this?" The Langya Prince was greatly alarmed, his eyes filled with fear.
Tens of thousands of disaster victims—if this continued to escalate, hundreds of thousands might come charging toward the Langya Wangfu! Even if he wielded a long knife, he couldn’t possibly kill that many people. Moreover, such a large-scale riot might not even be suppressed by sending troops!
If it were an inexperienced prince, he might not fear such matters, thinking that a bunch of beggars could do nothing but shout and scream. But the battle-hardened Langya Prince had encountered such situations before.
Ten years ago, during a time of natural disasters and man-made calamities, the local magistrate had become utterly corrupt. This led to half of the county's population starving to death while the other half, driven mad by despair during someone's speech, charged into the county office and killed everyone inside. The magistrate was even eaten alive by those enraged citizens.
At that time, the Langya Prince was in charge of disaster relief and foolishly sent five thousand infantry to the county town. Over ten thousand enraged disaster victims had no intention of negotiating; upon seeing the troops arrive, they charged forward without any rational thought.
It was like facing ten thousand ferocious demons—there was no reasoning with them at all. The five thousand infantry clashed with over ten thousand disaster victims; as a result, five hundred soldiers were killed on the spot while the remaining four thousand watched their comrades being torn apart and eaten by the victims, leading to a collapse in morale. All four thousand soldiers fled in panic.
It turned into a situation where rabbits chased wolves; all four thousand five hundred soldiers were ultimately slaughtered. It took mobilizing tens of thousands of troops to finally quell that incident.
This is the threat brought by the mob, far exceeding that of the army.
The Langya Prince recalled that moment, still feeling a chill run down his spine. He couldn't help but look at Jiang Jiang and urgently asked, "What’s the situation on the ground?"
Jiang Han was in the middle of a speech, and the disaster victims had already become agitated! The Five Cities Military Command stationed in the capital dared not intervene; it was likely a command from His Majesty.
Jiang Jiang anxiously said, "In less than half an hour, tens of thousands of disaster victims will turn into a mob. We’re about to face a major crisis."
"Should we go find Jiang Han now?" The Retainer suggested, "We need to calm him down as much as possible."
Who would have thought that Jiang Han would escalate things to this level? If tens of thousands of disaster victims were mobilized to storm the Langya Wangfu, even if the Langya Prince survived, it would still be disastrous.
However, in light of this situation, the Langya Prince felt he had been severely provoked!
"You, Jiang Han, a mere merchant, one of the lowest of the low, dare to threaten a prince and attempt to incite the mob against the Wangfu?"
Jiang Jiang and the Retainer fell silent. They were both thinking about one crucial point!
While it was indeed terrifying for disaster victims to turn into a mob, what was even more frightening was losing the authority of the Langya Wangfu. This authority absolutely could not be lost; once it was gone, anyone would dare to step forward and create trouble.
If that happened, the losses for the Langya Wangfu would be astronomical. In simple terms, their caravans across various regions would face disruptions, leading to significant problems everywhere.
This was a matter where pulling one thread could unravel the whole fabric!
Thus, Jiang Jiang and the Retainers remained silent. They all looked at the Langya Prince, waiting for him to make a decision.
Che Chengyun had just entered and realized how serious things had become but had no solutions at hand. He truly hadn’t expected Jiang Han to take it this far. Had he known earlier, he would have simply given Jiang Han what he wanted from Ten Treasures.
One Hundred Thousand Taels of Gold was nothing; the Wangfu could afford it; they just didn’t want to part with it.
It was all Che Chengming's fault; that fool insisted on gambling with Jiang Han, hoping to gain much from little but ended up suffering greatly.
Later on, hearing the commotion and rushing over, Che Chengming didn’t dare to breathe a word; it was all because of his own actions. If he had just held back, none of this would have happened.
Damn Wang Lao! You’re fine now—dead and your entire family wiped out!
But I can't take my own life.
No, Treasure, you mustn't give in!
I would rather face the mob!
The Langya Prince's gaze darkened; even when confronted by the mob again, he would not yield.
After making this decision, he couldn't help but feel anger rise within him, muttering, "Jiang Han, you are simply a bastard!"
The king merely wanted to avoid paying his debts, and yet you handle it this way!
The more the Langya Prince thought about it, the angrier he became. How dare a lowly merchant like you demand treasures from the king?
The king's son may have lost to you, but you should be on your knees begging him!
If the king is pleased, he will give to you! If not, then he won’t.
Besides, this isn't the first time. You've already pulled this trick on the king several times before.
This time, you've upset the king's mood; if he doesn't give you what you want, how dare you act like this? Do you want to turn the world upside down?
Ten Treasures!
One hundred thousand taels of gold!
You didn't receive it this time; it's already fortunate that the king didn't demand one hundred thousand taels from you.
Let's go take a look!
Bring all eight hundred guards and servants of my royal residence!
The Langya Prince issued a fierce order, intending to suppress this dangerous mob promptly.
King, why not just give it?
Ten Treasures—we at Langya Wangfu can afford it. Che Chengyun wanted to put an end to this matter.
It wasn't that he feared Jiang Han; rather, he thought it wise to give Jiang Han the treasures first and then find a way to retrieve them later!
Or perhaps take them from the tavern where Jiang Han was staying.
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