The Unstoppable Sixth Prince

Chapter 43: Banbu Spits Blood

At night, Emperor Wen was in good spirits.

Having had an early dinner, Emperor Wen went to the palace of Consort Shu.

No matter what, the issue of Bei Huan seeking provisions has finally been resolved.

Although it was a bit frustrating, Da Qian still managed to gain some benefits, which was much better than giving away three million dan of grain to Bei Huan for nothing.

I've been troubled for so long; it's time to relax properly.

The noble consort gave birth to Yun Li for Emperor Wen at the age of seventeen, and now she is already forty-three.

But the noble consort took great care of herself; not only did she possess a natural charm, but she was also skilled in the arts of the bedroom, ensuring that Emperor Wen was always very comfortable, which made him shower her with favor.

The crown prince's rebellion has been quelled, and the empress has no other offspring; her downfall is only a matter of time.

The Consort had long coveted the position of Empress and spared no effort in winning the favor of Emperor Wen.

Under the teasing of the noble consort, Emperor Wen could no longer contain himself.

Just as Emperor Wen was preparing to have a showdown with Consort Shu, a panicked voice from outside suddenly called out for Mu Shun.

"Your Majesty, something has happened!"

Is something serious happening?

The Emperor Wen, in high spirits, asked irritably through the door, "What has happened again?"

Mu Shun said anxiously, "News has come from the residence of the Sixth Prince. The Sixth Prince has once again wagered his life against the Master of Beihuan and lost! The Sixth Prince's life is in grave danger!"

"What?"

The Emperor's expression changed dramatically, and in an instant, all his interest vanished.

Emperor Wen could no longer afford to be tender with Consort Shu; he didn't even want her to help him get dressed anymore and clumsily put on his clothes by himself.

Such an important matter, the Consort Shuh did not dare to delay Emperor Wen any longer. She quickly got up to help him tidy his clothes and thoughtfully said, "Your Majesty, please hurry and take a look! Don't let this important matter be delayed."

The Emperor's face was a deep shade of iron as he nodded slightly. Once his clothes were arranged, he immediately stepped outside.

"Quick! Head to the Sixth Prince's residence!"

The anxious voice of Emperor Wen came from outside.

After sending off Emperor Wen, the noble consort quickly summoned her maid, "Immediately inform His Highness the Third Prince that Yun Zheng's life is in imminent danger. He must hurry to discuss countermeasures with Duke Jingguo..."

"Yes!"

The maid hurriedly took her leave.

Leaving the palace of the virtuous consort, Emperor Wen hurriedly made his way to the residence of the sixth prince.

Before leaving the palace, a palace guard hurriedly caught up, "Your Majesty, urgent news!"

"I understand!"

Emperor Wen roared, "You immediately ride a fast horse to the Sixth Prince's residence and tell Ban Bu that if he dares to touch my son, I will ensure he remains in Da Qian forever!"

"Ah?"

The palace guard was momentarily taken aback, bewildered by Emperor Wen's words.

"What are you still dawdling for? Hurry up and go!"

The Emperor Wen lifted the curtain of the carriage, his face a deep shade of anger as he roared.

"Your Majesty, please calm your anger!"

The palace guard quickly bowed, "It is not Banbu who wants to move His Highness the Sixth, but His Highness the Sixth who is leading people to the inn where the Northern Huan envoy is staying, intending to take all the horses of the Northern Huan envoy!"

"What?"

Emperor Wen was greatly shocked and angrily said, "What on earth is going on? One moment it's Ban Bu wanting to kill Lao Liu, and the next it's Lao Liu wanting to lead the horses for the Northern Huan envoy?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, I am also unaware of the situation."

The palace guard said anxiously, "It was someone from the City Patrol who sent word; they have already dispatched someone to the post station..."

"This bastard! What on earth is he doing?"

The Emperor Wen roared, immediately ordering, "Quick, hurry to the post station!"

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"Your Highness the Sixth, you mustn't act recklessly!"

The small official at the inn pleaded with a face full of panic, "I've offended the Northern Huan envoy; I could lose my head over this! I beg Your Highness not to make things difficult for me!"

"What does it have to do with you?"

Yun Zheng looked at the little official with displeasure, "The North Huan national master hasn't said anything here, so who are you to block me? Step aside quickly, or I'll take you down myself!"

Saying this, Yun Zheng immediately signaled Gao He to pull the little official aside and led the group straight into the stable of the post station.

"Hurry, take all the horses away!"

"Your Highness, there are still horses on this side of the post station."

"Whoever it belongs to, let's take them all away first!"

In the stable, Yun Zheng didn't care whose horses they were; he just led them away first.

Better to mistakenly kill than to let go!

At worst, I can just return the horses to the inn afterwards.

As they watched their horses being led away, the Northern Huan people gritted their teeth in anger, each one wishing they could tear Yun Zheng to pieces.

"Don't look anymore!"

Banbu was in a fit of anger, scolding, "No one is allowed to stop them, let them pull! I, a man of Beihuan, am willing to gamble and accept defeat!"

Having said that, Banbu stormed back to his room.

What else can be said after losing?

The black and white words were written there: from the moment he lost the bet, these horses no longer belonged to Beihuan.

Out of sight, out of mind!

Looking at it here again will only make me angrier.

Back in the room, Banbu took out the feathered arrow that had delivered the letter earlier.

Previously, leaving this arrow and that letter was just a momentary whim.

Nowadays, that letter has come in handy.

This feathered arrow should come in handy now!

Before long, someone came to report that the city patrol had arrived.

Yun Zheng couldn't help but laugh.

Just in time, more people came to help him lead the horses.

Yun Zheng quickly walked out, and before the patrol officers could say anything, he eagerly called out, "Don't just stand there, hurry up and help this prince with the horse!"

"Your Highness, do not act recklessly!"

The leading general, with a dark expression, said, "Your Highness, this act is undoubtedly robbery! Please cease immediately; I have already sent someone to inform His Majesty. If Your Highness does not stop..."

Before the leading general could finish speaking, Yun Zheng slammed the betting contract he had signed with his attendant into his hand: "Look closely! These horses all belong to His Highness!"

The general was momentarily taken aback and quickly opened the betting contract, using the torchlight to examine it.

Seeing the contents of the gambling contract, the general's face suddenly twitched violently.

"Your Highness, did you... win the bet?"

The general looked at Yun Zheng in astonishment, cautiously returning the betting contract to him.

"Nonsense! If I hadn't won the bet, would the people from the Northern Huan envoy just stand by and watch as my men took their horses away?"

Yun Zheng looked at the general in silence, "Quickly call someone to help lead the horse!"

The general hesitated slightly, seeing that no one from the Northern Huan was stopping him, and only then did he grit his teeth and have his subordinates help him lead the horse.

With the addition of the city patrol officers, the speed suddenly picked up.

Before long, there wasn't a single horse left in the stable.

Watching helplessly as this group of Da Qian people led away all their horses, the Northern Huan people were all furious, their faces turning ashen.

Yun Zheng mounted a tall horse and cupped his hands towards the inn, saying, "This generous gift from the National Master, I shall accept it first! When the National Master departs tomorrow, I shall not see him off!"

Hearing Yun Zheng's words, Ban Bu in the inn trembled with anger.

After hesitating for a moment, Banbu quickly opened the door and walked out, saying with resentment, "Your Highness the Sixth, take care! My Northern Huan warhorses are fierce, and you are delicate; don't fall off the horse!"

"This need not trouble the national master."

Yun Zheng waved his hand and laughed mischievously, "I have a question here as well, National Master. Shall we bet again?"

"Alright!"

"Old man would like to hear what brilliant question Your Highness has!"

Yun Zheng smiled, "Listening is fine, but does the national master have anything else to wager? Surely you can't bet your tattered clothes, can you?"

"You..."

Bamboo paused slightly.

He knew he had been played by Yun Zheng!

Yun Zheng had no intention of gambling with him again; he was just deliberately rubbing salt into his wounds.

In an instant, Banbu's internal energy surged.

Banbu struggled to suppress the surging blood and energy within him, but he still couldn't hold it back.

"Poof..."

Bamboo suddenly shot out a blood arrow..