Pick a Prince and Get Rich

The sweet potato leaves were eaten by animals. They were just caught by Ning Huai's plan. That's why they used the sweet potato leaves. Now, he wants to exchange the raw sweet potato leaves for the topographic map of the Western Liao Dynasty. It's just a fluke.

"No way!" Ji rurong immediately vetoed his request. If he really gave him the topographic map, it would be equivalent to giving it to the king and the fourth Prince of Peiping. At that time, they would raise their troops to attack the Western Liao Dynasty, but they could not resist.

"Oh, really, young master Ji, if you want to make it clear, even if there is no topographic map of the Western Liao Dynasty, as long as the king of Beiping asks the emperor to attack the Western Liao Dynasty, it's very easy to win the Western Liao Dynasty at this time." Ning huaisi didn't care at all. He just refused himself. Anyway, this topographic map is available, and he just wanted to make sure it was safe.

"You -" Ji rurong was speechless and silent for a long time.

The two attendants first heard that Ning Huai, a yellow mouthed child, asked for a topographic map. From anger to shock to silence, they were right. Now the Western Liao Dynasty is completely empty shell. If the king of Peiping really sent troops to attack, he was afraid that in a few days, he would take the Western Liao.

Time just goes away bit by bit.

Ning Huai sits opposite him like this, also don't urge, just talk with Yuan Heng occasionally.

"Yuanheng, it's not good for us to simply use some medicine powder. Let manager Chen destroy it in a moment." Ning Huai tells Yuan Heng that he deliberately tells them.

"Yes." Yuanheng immediately came forward to take away the bag of powder on the table, but Ji rurong grabbed it first and held it in his hand.

Yuan Heng saw this, took a look at Ning Huai, Ning Huai laughed, motioned him to step down, "so it seems, you agreed?"

Ji rurong held the bag and looked at Ning Huai: "this matter is very important. Can you give me half a day to write a letter to the emperor of Western Liao? If he agrees, I'll use the topographic map tomorrow afternoon."

"That's good. I'll be waiting for you tomorrow afternoon. If you don't come, don't blame me! " Ning Huai got up and left his seat. "Take this half bag of powder first."

He didn't care what he said. Instead, he felt that it had no effect on him.

After waiting for Ning Huai to leave, Chen Yuan sees off Ji rurong and his party.

In the dark long street, Ji rurong takes two attendants back to the inn. After entering the room, Ji rurong immediately hands the powder to one of them.

"You must go back to the palace tonight and give this powder to your majesty, as well as my letter."

"Young master Ji, do you really want to exchange the topographic map for this thing?" The man holding the bag, unbelievable looking at Ji rurong.

Ji rurong looks angry. Now he is not the second prince of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. He has no right. He can only write a letter to liaoxiaojin first. As for the others, he can't control much.

After walking to the desk, he took out all the ink, paper and inkstone, wrote two full pages and dried the ink. Then he put it in the envelope and gave it to one of the attendants

"Yes."

"Also, remember to come back before noon tomorrow, whether you have got the topographic map or not." Ji rurong explained.

"Yes, I understand." The man put the envelope and powder in the bag, carried it on his back and protected it firmly. He borrowed a horse from the innkeeper and rushed back to the West Liao.

And this scene, was hiding in the dark Department of research to see, a flash, then back to the house, told the matter Ning Huai.

"Well, it's late at night. You can rest too!" Ning Huai took off his boots and lay on the couch.