Chapter 648 — Maddened by Poverty
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Emperor Yanfeng looked at it, and suddenly the pendant split into six true dragons that flew about the court, and when their dance ended, coiled themselves around the pillars. Emperor Yanfeng was overjoyed. Shen Mu tugged at his dragon robe, slipped him a sheet of paper, and whispered, "Your Majesty, that is but a hair from nine oxen! Your servant wrote out a list along the way; use this list to bargain with him.
" Emperor Yanfeng opened it quietly, his dragon eyes bulging: "Minister Shen, is this what you call poor? If my Jingping pawned everything down to the pots and pans, we could not raise so much wealth!
" Even as the emperor of Jingping, he could not help drawing a cold breath at that list. "The envoy has come from afar; let him first rest. " Emperor Yanfeng collected himself.
"The details of the alliance will be handled by Lord Yan Zhigui. Court dismissed. " He rose quickly and headed toward the rear of the hall, but after two steps turned back, waved earnestly at Shen Mu, and gave a jerk of his head.
Shen Mu followed; once they were behind the hall, Emperor Yanfeng lifted his dragon robe and stamped his foot. "So rich?
" Shen Mu said hastily, "He will soon be broke.
" Emperor Yanfeng danced with joy, nearly flying as he walked, laughing: "The imperial teacher of Jingping is warring in Taihuang Heaven and has drained my treasury dry—now at last there is money coming in!
" Shen Mu was astounded. "The emperor has already gone mad from poverty. .
. Hmph, I wonder if the Heavenly Sage Sect still has money.
Should I share a little with him?
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