Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen-Chapter 340 - : Argument

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Chapter 340: Argument 𝒃𝙚𝙙𝙣𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙡.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

In this huge Capital city, those who had horses and carriages were all of high status. Who would punish these high-ranking officials just because they took the right path instead of the left path? Besides, no one had the courage to do so.

Therefore, this rule was just an empty promise. If Ming Zhiyan had brought it up, Wang Wei might not have thought of it.

Wang Wei was stunned for a while before he said hesitantly, “According to the management rules, there is a fine of 20 taels of silver for driving a fast horse or occupying a road in a busy street.”

Ming Zhiyan nodded. ‘Very well, then Lord Wang will act according to the rules.”

Wang Wei subconsciously looked at Princess Yanhe and saw that her face was livid. He turned his head to look at Princess Ding An, but Princess Ding An’s face was full of excitement.

Princess Yanhe’s expression changed a little. She looked at Ming Zhiyan and asked with a sullen face, “What do you mean?

Ming Zhiyan did not even look at her and said coldly, “Lord Wang, aren’t you going to make a move?

Wang Wei subconsciously said ‘yes’ and then looked at Princess Yanhe, feeling extremely troubled.

If he had known earlier, he would not have called this Demon God. Who would have thought that the relationship between the mother and son would be so bad? Crown Prince Ming did not give Princess Yanhe any face at all, causing Princess Yanhe to lose a lot of face. Can’t you see that Princess Yanhe’s face was as black as charcoal?

Although he had already offended Princess Yanhe once, it was different this time. This time, her son had personally embarrassed her. He felt that Princess Yanhe would definitely hold a grudge against everyone present.

However, since he had already offended her to this extent, it did not seem like it was a big deal to do it again. Wang Wei braced himself and went forward. He did not dare to speak to Princess Yanhe. He could only say to her servant girl, “20 taels of silver, please hand it over.”

The servant girl glanced at Princess Yanhe, but she did not dare to make the decision on her own. She could only pretend that she did not hear anything and lower her head.

Princess Yanhe glared at Ming Zhiyan, she cursed angrily, “Good for you! You crawled out from my belly, but you actually dared to help an outsider bully your mother! You’re really as heartless as your dead father! If I had known earlier, I would have strangled you to death when you were born! I thought you were here to judge me, but you’re so cold-blooded! You’re a monster! Which mother hasn’t made mistakes?! You’re the only cold-blooded monster who’s remembered for so long! All these years, no matter how much I tried to please you, you didn’t even look at me! Mother and son don’t have overnight feuds! Have you ever seen a son in the Capital treat his mother like this? Only you! If I had known you were like this, I wouldn’t have given birth to you in the first place!”

Princess Yanhe might have really gone mad from anger and used this opportunity to vent her dissatisfaction all these years.

The other people present all had terrified expressions. It’s over, it’s over. Why would the king of Hell’s quarrel implicate these little shrimps? They wouldn’t be silenced after hearing these things, right?

At this moment, Wang Wei regretted for the hundredth time why he had to be at the Yamen today. If he were to find a doctor and say that he was deaf today, would anyone believe him?

Even though Ming Zhiyan did not have any expression on his face, Jian Qingqing could tell that he was in a bad mood.

She looked at him worriedly and stepped forward to grab his tightly clenched fist. She exerted a little strength and tried to pry his fingers apart.

There were already faint traces of blood seeping out of his palm. If he did not let go, he would be injured.

Ming Zhiyan had struggled for quite a while before letting go of his fingers. Jian Qingqing comforted him with a smile and said in a low voice, “It’s okay..”

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