The sickly prince is pretending to be weak again

Chapter 474 People die for wealth, birds die for food!
"Then we can't let them go! Think about the fourteen little girls in our village, how can we let them sacrifice in vain? They were not accepted by Lord River God, and they will become lonely ghosts in the future!"

"My poor daughter, she is only eight months old. If she becomes a wild ghost, she will never be able to reincarnate again. Maybe she will be sent to the eighteenth floor of hell!"

The villagers talked to each other, and in the end everyone was successfully brainwashed, and rushed towards Feng Qingcheng and his group again.

"Stop them! Don't let them escape!"

Feng Qingcheng and the others were already preparing to get in the car and leave. When they saw the villagers rushing towards them fiercely, the guards drew out their long swords in unison.

Seeing this, Feng Qingcheng said to them, "There is no need to use a knife to deal with these stupid people. Do you have any broken silver and copper coins?"

The guards didn't understand why she suddenly asked such an irrelevant question, they were stunned for a moment before nodding, "Yes!"

"Take them all out and lend them to me." Feng Qingcheng stretched out her hand as she spoke, thought for a while, and then added, "It's best to give them all copper plates, broken silver seems too extravagant!"

"Yes." The guards took out their purses one after another, and managed to scrape together a handful of copper coins, "Princess, are these enough?"

They are all personal guards from South Vietnam, and most of them carry silver notes. This kind of copper coins is too heavy to have many.

Feng Qingcheng held the copper coins in both hands, looked up at the villagers who were rushing towards them, nodded and said, "That's enough! Get in the car first, and leave the rest to me!"

"But, this..." The guards suddenly showed embarrassing expressions, "Princess, if you make any mistakes, the subordinates can't bear it!"

"Don't worry, they can't hurt me with their abilities." Feng Qingcheng smiled confidently, and urged again, "Hurry up and get on the carriage! You standing here will actually affect my performance."

"Okay, princess, you have to be careful, call us if you have something to do."

After the guards got into the carriage, they were still not at ease, and opened the curtain to watch the movement outside.

The group of villagers had already rushed to the vicinity. Seeing that Feng Qingcheng was standing there alone, they even raised their weapons in their hands, wanting to teach her a lesson.

However, Feng Qingcheng did not dodge or dodge, but threw the copper coins in his hands towards them, "It is not easy for you to come all the way to carry sickles and hoes, so I will give you these copper coins!"

The villagers looked at the crackling copper coins falling from mid-air, and they paused. They threw away the weapons in their hands and started picking up money.

It's a pity that there are more people and less money. In the end, half of the people didn't get any money.

When they saw the people rushing to the front holding several copper coins, they couldn't calm down immediately, and simply grabbed them, "Give it to me! Give it to me!"

"This is my money! Don't give it! It's mine!"

"Fuck you! Hand over all the money!"

"You dare to hit me! I'll kill you!"

Immediately, those villagers started to turn against each other for a few copper coins, one by two fighting together.

Feng Qingcheng glanced at them, and the corners of her lips curved into a cold arc. The next moment, she withdrew her gaze, turned around and walked towards the carriage without hesitation.

Seeing her coming, Nan Linghan stretched out a hand, "Come up."

Feng Qingcheng hesitated for a moment, then passed her hand over, and then felt her body lighten, as she had been pulled into the carriage by him.

He hooked his thin lips, and said with a smile, "Your method is not bad. You can let them beat each other without a single soldier."

Feng Qingcheng pursed her lips, "Since ancient times, people have died for wealth, and birds have died for food. Is it strange that they would do this?"

Not surprisingly, these villagers dared to abandon the lives of their own children for the sake of a good harvest in the coming year, and they would naturally turn their faces and deny people for money.

Therefore, their actions are self-inflicted, they are not saviors, they cannot be saved...

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