Chapter 631: Our Own People

The Great King didn't care a bit—what relatives, what not—could he have a closer uncle? If he said he'd compensate for squid, he had to compensate for squid!

The Balanced Mountain King's line has passed down several generations to now, and his blood relation is so distant it's negligible. But… this Balanced Mountain King survived Gaozu's great princely purge and still stands, showing this family has foresight.

But having foresight back then doesn't mean the current holder does. Gaozu back then kept the realm peaceful and politics clear, but now…

In troubled times, the young lord—the Great King has the number.

"Lingyin, have Zhuti organize the information about Balanced Mountain; I'll want to see it when we get back."

Upon hearing, Liang Ben felt hopeful; he sniffed and sincerely said, "Young master, if you have business, why not stay here today? These books aren't easy to sell, and the weather's cold…"

The Great King disliked him, saying, "Wei Anding isn't cold; you've frozen like this—you should reflect on yourself, your body's too delicate."

Del…icate?

"Yes, he's a kid with plenty of energy, I'm already old." Liang Ben gave up.

This guy went all out to get home, even started putting himself down. The Great King also feared damaging this fragile spoiled youth—his father and elder brother are still working diligently down south for him.

"There are still too few literate people in Great Jin; the small audience makes this business tough! Fortunately, having you two counts as breaking even. Alright, call people over to tidy up, and we'll head out."

He spoke nonchalantly, Liang Ben felt a bit defensive, pointing at the few crates of books: "Just scamming me and Fan Three—does this whole stack break even?"

The Great King nodded bluntly, "Yeah!"

He announced happily, "We can sell the rest cheaply, just leave them at the art shop to sell casually~ Anding, when the weather's good, big brother will take you out to sell roasted small dried fish—our boat's coming back soon, who wouldn't eat roasted small dried fish? It'll definitely sell!"

"Hmm!"

Upon hearing, Wei Anding even booked the next round, happily jumping up and down—only Liang Ben, who paid the whole bill, got hurt.

Liang Ben: "……Can you tell me when you two will set up a stall again? I took the day off and won't go out that day!"

Sure enough, the stall wasn't packed up yet when news came from the Purple Forbidden Palace: the Balanced Mountain Crown Prince requested an audience.

The Great King was a bit surprised, "Really the Crown Prince?"

Tongchen affirmed, "The delivered note reads: Balanced Mountain Crown Prince Bai Li Meng."

He went all out—when he ascended, those who came to Balanced Mountain were all direct younger sons; the memorial pleading guilt cited severe drought and constant unrest, and both the Balanced Mountain King and Crown Prince were busy with prefectural defenses, unable to leave.

The Great King found this interesting—Wusun and Balanced Mountain factions blocked the palace gates; he circled around and returned via the east gate. Zhuti had already sent someone with a stack of organized news; the Great King thought, "Call both groups together."

Wei Shen heard those two were coming back to have a look; he had been about to leave, but hearing this, he sat down. He smelled the scent of melon.

Zhao Bao was like a hen protecting its chicks; Xie Yuan, not being there, feared the Great King would be taken advantage of, so he hurriedly asked if they were going to the former dynasty to receive guests who'd come from afar, after all, all the dignitaries were present.

The Great King sat steadily in the Orchid Terrace Hall, "People have come a thousand miles to see me—I must see them at once. Bai Li Meng is one of us; the Wusun also pay tribute to us, roughly speaking they're our own. If you're worried about insufficient presence, call today's on-duty officers in." This guy feared going to the former dynasty and not returning, so even tomorrow's day off he'd planned would go to waste.

Zhao Bao stared blankly, "Use, use it?"

Wei Shen, fearing the world would not be chaotic, had already rushed out of the hall to call…

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【Seeing fans' private messages, someone plagiarized the Great King—I checked, it's exactly the same! Disgusting! Rights protection is too hard; I also have to make a color palette—I'd rather spend that time posting two extra chapters.】

Anyone who sees this should directly complain about plagiarism! Here we won't hang it, won't give plagiarizing dogs traffic.

How can someone's worldview be so off? They say we plagiarized the Great King, yet others claim borrowing from liked books is understandable—have some shame! My hard work! Plagiarizers update fast—I could copy a day and post ten thousand chapters, speechless. I wish them eternal flopping, poverty and misery, okk!