Chapter 137 Because He Was the Crown Prince

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This scene, Li Chen didn't expect.

He could take the risk and kill Wang Tenghuan, but if the Ninth Prince died today, it would be a major disaster.

The Ninth Prince cannot meet with misfortune, at least not here and now.

And just as Jiang Zhou was about to pounce on the Ninth Prince with a single leap, suddenly Jiang Zhou's body froze.

A dagger pierced his chest.

Thick blood dripped slowly from the tip of the blade, landing on the Ninth Prince's nose as he sat on the ground.

The scorching blood jolted the Ninth Prince.

He widened his eyes, staring at the expression frozen on Jiang Zhou's face, and the blade that was only an inch away from his brow. He let out a third earth-shattering scream, his legs trembled, and a stream of yellow liquid flowed out, soaking the snow-white snow stained yellow on the ground. Then, the Ninth Prince directly rolled his eyes back, fainted from fright.

He drew his sword and kicked Jiang Zhou's corpse aside with his foot. Su Pingbei glanced disdainfully at the Ninth Prince, who had peed himself and fainted on the ground, and shook his head involuntarily.

He couldn't understand why, being both the emperor's sons, the Crown Prince and this Ninth Prince would have such a huge difference.

With such inferior wares, you dare to compete with the Crown Prince

"Bring Jiang Zhou's body here and hang it after twenty stakes are erected."

Su Pingbei finished his instructions and came to Li Chen's side, saying: "Your Highness, the Ninth Prince..."

"Return to the capital." Li Chen said calmly.

After another look, Li Chen said to someone, "Take Wang Tenghuan back too. Get someone to stop his bleeding so he doesn't die here." Whether it was because of excessive blood loss or fear, Wang Tenghuan still looked pale and wailed in pain with the same ferocity.

After giving his instructions, Li Chen turned to the disaster victims.

Looking at the disaster victims before him, each with different expressions but all their eyes shining with hope and gratitude, Li Chen took a deep breath and said, "My lords and ladies, regarding past events and the grievances you have suffered, this palace has already taken care of them. Right now, the most important thing is to ensure everyone has enough to eat. This palace immediately orders someone to open the Ministry of Revenue's granary and deliver grain to you."

"Although this winter is harsh, rest assured, Your Majesties, the court has never abandoned you."

There were no long speeches or obscure pronouncements, only these few simple words, but every one of them was what the disaster victims wanted to hear most.

From somewhere, a roar of "Prince Consort!" echoed once more across the land.

Li Chen immediately ordered Su Ping to send people from the North to return to the capital city to inform Xu Changqing to immediately open the granaries and transport grain over. As for himself, he would stay here and command the Imperial Guards to begin setting up camp on the spot.

As the weather grows increasingly colder, if we don't erect shelters for the disaster victims soon, many people are likely to freeze to death tonight.

Watching the crowd, Li Chen commanded things with an air of calm and order. Su Jinpa bit her lip.

"Sis, what are you thinking about"

Supingbei commanded a team of soldiers to carry tree trunks felled nearby to their designated positions. He turned his head to Su Jinping and said, “Your Highness is brilliant, ruthless against the enemy, and kind to the people. What more could you possibly want”

Su Jinpa glanced once more at Li Chen's figure, softly saying, "Though he is good, he is not my ideal choice."

"Why" Su Pingbei asked, puzzled. "What's wrong with the Crown Prince"

"That's because he's the crown prince," Su Jinpa said.

Su Pingbei laughed directly in anger, and said: "Fine, I'm too lazy to care about you as your brother. Dad is right, he spoils you too much, letting you live forever in your own ideal world. Look at those refugees, all they want is a full meal. When have you experienced it, then you'll know what you're pursuing is empty."A young man in his twenties, even if he were a government official, was most likely just a clerk or errand runner, not an actual high-ranking official.So he simply opened up and said, "Little one, you...