Chapter 784

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"Passersby, don't miss out～The Emperor's Majesty's four-hundred-year dynasty imperial weapons clearance sale～For home protection, collecting, killing and looting—no second choice～"

Qiao Yi heard Da Wang's small voice from afar, he sped over in a rush. "Where? Where? You want to sell the Taia Sword?!" Da Wang's Taia is a treasure, a divine artifact that brings authority and prestige—rare goods in our place.

Da Wang pointed to a straight sword tossed on the stall, "There, that's it."

Qiao Yi took a look—just an ordinary straight sword, material not bad, but this definitely isn't Da Wang's sword.

"Your Majesty, isn't this fraud?!"

"Who said so. I just used this sword to charge straight into the Southern Great Camp—it felt very smooth. A hot-off-the-press new sword～"

Bai Yang sauntered over, picked it up, and took a look—found it was just the John Pu product from the shop area.

"How many yuanbao?"

"Just one thousand."

The two big brothers collectively gave him a thumbs-up—Your Majesty knows how to set up a stall. If you don't open, fine; once you open, you eat your fill.

Da Wang was utterly innocent, "Isn't the Jin Dynasty four hundred years? Am I not the Emperor? Haven't I used it for two days—isn't that imperial use? A little markup isn't unreasonable, right～"

His older brother sighed in admiration, "Those marketing tactics from the Washing Crab can teach you a thing or two～"

"What's a Washing Crab?" came the eager-to-learn voice from the cultivation world.

"It's just this lake-produced crab—first in taste, so of course it sells dear. Merchants put crabs from other places into this lake to wash them, then fish them out, selling them as lake crabs at high prices. The key is, I didn't teach this trick to Your Majesty—he figured it out all on his own."

"No wonder he's a black-hearted ruling class～" Qiao Yi admired.

Black-hearted or whatever, Da Wang felt no problem with this kind of 'praise'—his tail almost perked up. "With the expedition imminent, I'd love to strip off my dragon robe and sell it. On the way here, inspiration struck and I brought it along."

He also had a few of his father's treasures on display—this sword was just an add-on. Bai and Qiao both thought this imperial sword had no chance, after all, John Pu was right next door, already poor from staring longingly at Da Wang every day. Who knew this little place was a melting pot of fish and dragons, spanning myriad realms—truly, all kinds of people show up. After a few idle words, Da Wang bumped into a dead rat.

That person wore a black, splendid Daoist robe, sized up Da Wang on the street for a moment, then rushed straight to this sword.

Da Wang saw this person's gaze fall on the sword—instantly he assumed imperial airs, a lofty demeanor treating money like dirt.

"Imperial sword—one thousand yuanbao."

The Daoist saw the purple aura pillar above Da Wang's head, thicker than purple lightning, and that sword he held in hand, his whole body wrapped in a thread of purple. He suppressed his excitement, took a deep breath, and asked: "Is this sword yours to use?"

Da Wang continued to hold his head high, imperial airs intact—"Exactly."

"I'll take it!"

Ah?!

Da Wang nearly choked on his own saliva! Don't you haggle? He still had a whole stack of introductions he hadn't said yet～

This sword was bought by him on the next street over for fifty-eight yuanbao—and it wasn't even from the Imperial Armory……

"Deal!" No matter what, selling before they regret it is the right way.

After the gullible fool left, Bai Yang and Qiao Yi's mouths wouldn't close.

Bai Yang: "……In a myriad realms, nothing is strange."

Qiao Yi: "Congratulations, Your Majesty, on meeting a dead rat."

Da Wang proudly flared up, "You're just jealous! I haven't opened for several days—conservation of energy, it's my turn now."

Bai Yang: ……You know too much.

Money came easily, and Da Wang spent it without much pain—this guy spent the thousand he just earned right there on the spot. "Bai Ge, change it into meat buns for me! Hot ones!"

"Sure, and there's a new batch of compressed biscuits arriving soon—come get them in two days."

Bai Yang made a trip to pick up a big order from the supermarket's cooked food section. Originally he didn't think one thousand yuanbao was much, but when he calculated—one thousand yuanbao equals ten thousand in cash, enough to buy thirty to forty thousand buns—he instantly realized Da Wang's 'washing sword' profit was enormous.

Da Wang got a taste of success, immediately pulled out a few of his backup weapons from the warehouse—unfortunately, at the scattered stall, he didn't wait for another leek. This didn't affect his mood, after all, gullible fools aren't common.

The good mood from fleecing a big fish lasted straight into the next morning—this guy hummed a tune all the way to court.

Zhao Baocou fun: "Looks like Your Majesty is in a good mood today—must be something good, huh?"

"If you made thirty thousand buns in one night, you'd be in a good mood too～"

Zhao Baocou: ……?

Da Wang, with a mysterious smile, went to early court. After it ended, Changli blocked him, saying he wanted to borrow the Eagle Riders for a bit.

"……The Eagle Riders haven't had a change of personnel in a long time—already nearing stability. Subordinates feel it's time to let the Xiongnu experience the gap between them and Jin's top combat power."

Da Wang pondered it all, and wanted to shout along: "Still the old one, or the spicy one!"

Before the expedition, giving the Wolf Riders a tight skin rub is nice—this bustle he loves to watch. "Come on, I'll go take a look too!"

After mixing in the military camp for a day, the front-row crowd watched the Xiongnu get beaten in eight hundred poses. Da Wang and Wei Shen returned home satisfied, topside with the sunset and covered in dust. Who knew—just as they entered Nanhua Gate, they were immediately blocked by Xie Yuan.

"Paying respects to Your Majesty. Where has Your Majesty been?"

Da Wang saw him and his first reaction was to wonder if recent coursework had any unpaid dues—but he couldn't think of it at all. He also hadn't been to the Lan Tai Dian in a long time. That… isn't coursework, so he has nothing to feel guilty about!

This guy calmly greeted Xie Yuan. "I don't know why Minister Xie is waiting for Your Majesty—what's the matter?"

"Yan Hao, the great scholar—does Your Majesty still remember him?"

"I remember—he still refuses to take office, right?"

"Today, Mr. Yan has come for the third time to resign from Youzhou—he's firm in his resolve, insisting on returning home."

"The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of every commoner. This simple truth even illiterates understand—he, this great scholar, doesn't? Jin has fallen into such chaos, the court is precisely in need of talent—he came all this way, and now he dares to just walk away?! Besides, the northern army is set to march south at month's end—what is he going home for at this time?!" Da Wang stood with his claws behind him, righteous and solemn.

Xie Yuan: ……Is that illiterate you?

Of course, he didn't dare ask.

"Mr. Yan says precisely because the south is about to descend into chaos, he's uneasy and wants to return home."

Da Wang wouldn't believe it, "He's an old man—returning home in wartime chaos, what help could he be? Each to their duty—the court is where he can serve. Let's do this: I'll personally go persuade him—this face is big enough, right!"

Xie Yuan twitched the corner of his mouth—Da Wang is good at persuading people, and no one knows that better than him.

He boarded the pirate ship just like that.

But, "These few months of interaction, I also have some understanding of Mr. Yan. The first time he left the city, he was stopped by the Youzhou Garrison, then he came to the Xie residence twice in a row to resign, and he has clearly stated his duty to inform. Things don't go beyond three, today being refused by me again, he might just leave without a word. Mr. Yan is not the kind of old scholar who just reads books to death, and his attendants are not ordinary people, so..."

"... would he directly escape from Youzhou?" He hadn't finished speaking when the Da Wang interrupted.

Escaping what... the words are unpleasant to hear, but the meaning is like this.

"Mr. Yan, rest assured, the person I want to keep cannot fly out of Youzhou even with wings grown! This matter is on me, you go attend to your own affairs!"

This Guy thought, with the expedition imminent, the chancellor has a basket full of matters...

"Mr. Yan, you handle myriad affairs daily, such trivial matters need not trouble you. I, idle with just one person, have taken care of it." The Da Wang patted his chest with a resounding bang.

Xie Yuan hurriedly bade farewell, walked two steps, then suddenly realized, how come you're just idling?

Is this right?!

Da Wang beautysmile·JPG: Who said being the emperor is busy? I feel it's still fine, duck~

Xie Yuan coldface·JPG: That's because someone is shouldering the burden for you.