The old emperor had a scattered hair and was extremely powerful. His sharp eyes were staring at Teng Qianqiu, and his eyebrows were filled with a huge murderous intent, but Teng Qianqiu looked at the old emperor indifferently, calmly.

"Teng Qianqiu, don't look at us as playmates when we were young, and I would kill you as much as I would!" The old emperor seemed to be so angry that he actually turned into "I".

"Your Majesty, you're too worried. In fact, Caomin is just a businessman." Fujichiaki sighed and shook his head.

"Sorry, I have lost my composure. Zixin Bow is the relic of the late emperor. I can't do this transaction."

"Emperor, the purple core bow is just a weapon used by the Emperor and has no special significance. Cao Min thought that when the Emperor knew the current situation, he would not care about a bow. The bow was always just a bow. It will not protect the country and the people. Only when used properly can it play its role. Cao Min did not want the purple core bow to become someone else's spoil!"

"Are you suggesting that I will destroy the country?!" The old emperor held his hands tightly on the table, his knuckles turned white, and his body was trembling slightly.

"Emperor, Caomin has already said that you have been worried about it. Caomin is just a businessman, and the businessman is profitable. Now, Caomin is beneficial and will naturally do business with the emperor. Well, for years of relationships, Caomin will give the emperor ten thousand arrows. This is not a transaction!"

"I don't need to be pitiful yet. Besides, there are less than ten purple core bows in this world, and it is impossible to measure them with money." The old emperor took a deep breath on his face, stabilized his emotions and said, and the kingly wind was restored on his face.

"Well, the price of Caomin has reached its peak, Caomin will not hide it from the emperor. A ranger is willing to pay 50,000 gold coins to buy a purple-core bow. The purple-core bow may be a priceless treasure, but no matter what it is, there is a price. 50,000 gold coins, which can buy ten purple-core bows. If the emperor does not intend to transfer it, Caomin will find someone else. I believe that 100,000 arrow feathers and 10,000 long bows are enough to exchange for a purple-core bow. Emperor, take care of it, Caomin said goodbye!"

Fujichiaki stood up, gave a deep salute to the emperor, and then walked out with great strides.

"Qianqiu." When the old emperor saw the tall and thin back walking to the door, he finally shouted, his voice extremely melancholy.

"Here, the emperor!" Fuji Chiaki turned around and bent down, with a humble expression on his face, which was completely different from the calm expression at the beginning.

"Take the bow." The old emperor sighed.

"emperor!"

"emperor!"

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Immediately, there were shouts in the conference room, all of which were full of anxiety. You know, the purple core bow has a certain symbolic meaning. Now that the royal family has fallen to exchange for weapons with the bow of the emperor. I have to say that it is also a shame for them to be ministers.

"I have decided, needless to say, now the Galen Empire lacks weapons and food. These 100,000 sharp arrows and 10,000 long bows can solve the urgent problem. Oh, Qianqiu, you said you would send 10,000 arrow feathers!" The old emperor waved to the attendant beside him, and the attendant immediately walked out quickly. Obviously, the attendant had taken the purple core bow.

"Yes, the emperor!" Fujichiqiu responded with his head down.

"Qianqiu, I want to thank you again this time. I know that you still care about me in your heart, otherwise you wouldn't have spent such a big price to replace the Zixin Bow."

"Emperor, Caomin said that Caomin is just a respectful businessman, and the emperor is too worried."

"Haha, I know what I know. When this matter is over, I will be drunk with you until I finish it."

"The grass people are waiting for the emperor's summons." Fuji Chiaki stood with his head down, with a hint of melancholy on his face. He knew that the sharp arrows he provided were just a drop in the bucket and could not solve the fundamental problem at all. Now, the Gallon Empire is not only a problem of lacking bow and arrow weapons, but the Gallon Empire is like an old man who is in danger and cannot be cured by medicine.

There was a silence in the conference room. Obviously, everyone was not happy with this batch of weapons, but instead felt a little heavy. After all, this was exchanged for the purple core bow, and things continued to deteriorate. What should I exchange for in the future?

After a moment of silence, the attendant walked in with a dark long wooden box. His cautious expression made people feel the value of the items in the wooden box.

In fact, as long as you have a little knowledge, this box itself is priceless, because it is made of cannibal trees that have been more than 5,000 years old. It is dark in wood and luxurious in texture, and it is obviously not an ordinary product.

"Your Majesty, three days later, the 110,000 arrow feathers and 10,000 longbows will arrive. The grass people will leave first, take care of themselves!"

Fujiki held the bow box with both hands, and then bowed deeply to the old emperor and immediately turned around and left.

There was silence in the conference room again.

Even the General Zhao Lie looked gloomy, and the Grand Duke even looked solemn.

"Dear friends, now that the troops of the Seventeen Kingdoms are approaching, the defense line of the Galen Empire is getting smaller and smaller, and the strategic policy has never been determined. I need a solution that can completely solve the problem. Don't be scruples, just speak freely, I won't blame you!"

"Your Majesty, I always believe that resistance on the periphery has lost its meaning. The entire capital of the Gallon Empire has been besieged, and the reinforcements outside are fighting each other and cannot be contacted at all. We should use the tall and sturdy city of Dicheng to eliminate the enemy's vitality..." Zhao Lie said.

"General Zhao, although Dicheng is high and deep, if we give up the outer territory, we will inevitably be besieged by hundreds of thousands of troops. At that time, we will starve to death and there is no need to fight."

"Dude, now Dicheng is solid and has the most elite soldiers of the Gallon Empire. Although there are not many people, they can rely on the hardships of the city and the cannibal trees outside the city to eliminate the enemy's vitality. If we put our combat power into the defense of the periphery, our soldiers will only become fewer and fewer. At that time, if we want to defend Dicheng Emperor, there will be no soldiers..."

...

While arguing in the conference room, Fuji Chiaki rode a white horse and flew back to Fuji Jubaozhai on a white horse.

When Fuji Chiaki closed the door, he was stunned because, in the small hall, there were a few boxes of gold coins, which emitted dazzling light.

The old man and the other two young men looked at each other dazed, unaware of Fuji Chiaki's coming in. They were already blinded by the gold coins in front of them, while Opp squatted beside the metal box, constantly copying the gold coins with his hands, as if he didn't believe that it was true in front of him.

After Teng Qianqiu left, Zou Zichuan and Op immediately returned to the cottage. Zou Zichuan just entered the room and immediately piled up boxes of gold coins. Then, the two hired several people to drag the gold coins to Tengji Jubaozhai, and only opened the box when they arrived at Tengji Jubaozhai.

Opp kept asking, but looking at Zou Zichuan's cold expression, he still didn't dare to ask. Of course, the main reason was that the environment did not allow him to ask. No matter how stupid he was, he would not be so stupid that he asked in front of the people from Jubaozhai. Now, Zou Zichuan has become a land god in Opp's mind.

"Mr. Teng, I know you can do something well, so I have brought over 50,000 gold coins."

Looking at the black wooden box in Teng Qianqiu's hand, a smile appeared on Zou Zichuan's cold face. The boss of Jubaozhai was indeed related to the emperor of the Galen Empire. Reading history books these days is still of some use.

From some biography of characters, Zou Zichuan knew that Fuji Chiaki and the current emperor were once best friends when they were young. Although they were just mentioned in the book, Zou Zichuan found a place to start.

Even though Fuji Qianqiu was knowledgeable and wealthy, he had never seen so many gold coins before. His hands couldn't help but tremble and touched the gold coins in the box.

Just after touching, Fuji Chiaki was sure that these gold coins were all real.

"Okay, let's make the second transaction!" Zou Zichuan smiled faintly.

"The second transaction?" Fuji Chiaki was stunned.

"Yes, I want the armor of the corpse bird king, one hundred thousand gold coins!"

"Ahem..."

"If you think it's cheap, then just 150,000 gold coins."

"That..." Fuji Chiaki felt a little chest tightness.

"Two hundred thousand!"

"If there are more than a dozen purple core bows, then the entire continent of the Corpse Bird King's armor is only one, but I'd better try it." Fuji Qianqiu sighed. He knew that if he didn't say anything, the ranger would still bid, but even if it was him, he was really embarrassed to increase the price.

"I'm waiting for you for two hours. If you need it, I can bring the gold coins first."

"No, I believe you."

"Okay, I'll wait for good news."

Fujiki nodded, walked to the door and looked back at the boxes of gold coins again.

"Aren't you afraid that I will steal your gold coins?" Fuji Qianqiu asked suddenly.

"I know you don't know, because you are a businessman." Zou Zichuan's faint gaze gradually became sharp, like a sword unsheathed. He glanced at Fuji Qianqiu and said word by word.

"Well, I'm a businessman, that's right!"

Teng Qianqiu nodded, opened the door and walked out. For some reason, his back felt cold, and he felt like he wanted to escape. The young man was like a prehistoric beast lurking in the abyss, and would suddenly hurt people at any time.

...

In the lively conference room, a servant hurriedly ran to the old emperor and said a few words. Soon, Fuji Qianqiu walked in slowly again.

"I want to do business with me again?" the old emperor joked.

"Yes, 200,000 gold coins!"

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The entire conference room immediately became a sniff of needles. Everyone had a dementia expression on their faces, 200,000 gold coins, and even the treasury of the Gallon Empire did not have 200,000 gold coins.

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