The Princess of Northern Land
Chapter 535: The Terrifying Aspect of the Underdog (7)_1

Chapter 535: Chapter 535: The Terrifying Aspect of the Underdog (7)_1

Lin Ziyin immediately understood what he meant, realizing that he had been intimidated. Nevertheless, hearing him say this, Lin Ziyin’s mood rose as well. It was always a happy thing to have someone willing to consider your needs.

She obediently allowed Chu Suifeng to hug her and lead her forward. The servants, with their keen sense of hearing, had heard what Chu Suifeng had said. They were all secretly grinning in the darkness, amused by the sight of the prince speaking sweet words.

Ma Zhicai had some difficulties after entering the city. He roamed around the city for half a day, yet he did not find the contact person he was supposed to meet.

He had signaled his arrival according to the designated plan, waiting for someone to connect with him.

After wandering around for one day, he decided to stay put and booked a room in the same lodge.

He waited for three days. He did not have much silver with him, definitely not enough to cover his expenses in the Capital City. With each passing day during those three days, his impatience mounted. His uncle, Uncle Ma Erlang, and those disguised Tartars seemed to have vanished, and he couldn’t find a single soul.

Just when he was about to give up hope, Ma Erlang and his group finally appeared.

"What’s the matter? Speak." Ma Erlang led him into a Tianzi Room and carefully closed the door.

"I don’t have any silver." Instead of reporting important information, Ma Zhicai said something perplexing.

"You’re asking for death." The burly Tartar stretched out his hand and grabbed Ma Zhicai’s neck.

Ma Erlang was taken aback, but he could not avoid saving his nephew, "Sir, please forgive him, he is delirious and speaking nonsense."

The big-bearded man looked fierce, and the grip on his hand did not loosen at all. The expressions on the other Tartars’ faces were also very grim. Over the years, they had never been threatened by anyone, and now this skinny man dared to threaten them.

Did he really think that without him, they couldn’t accomplish anything?

"Zhicai, quickly apologize to the sir." On the other hand, Ma Erlang reprimanded Ma Zhicai anxiously, making discreet eye signals at him.

Ma Zhicai’s face was blue from lack of oxygen, but he remained stubborn, "Without money, I’m walking a dead-end road anyway."

What a brave kid! The faces of the Tartars became even grimmer.

Ma Erlang wished he could slap him awake. He was about to lose his life, and all this fool could think about was silver.

"Let him go." A young man ordered.

The big-bearded man glared fiercely at Ma Zhicai, then released his grip.

Once he was free, Ma Zhicai breathed in the fresh air strenuously.

They frowned at the sight of Ma Zhicai gasping for air like a dying fish.

"As long as the information you provide is valuable, silver isn’t a problem," said the young man, looking at him with a stern face and speaking slowly and deliberately.

Secretly delighted, Ma Zhicai had bet correctly. "The information is, of course, useful. Sir, please don’t blame me for being greedy. If I had other options, I wouldn’t have spoken so bluntly. I’ve offended the future princess of the Northern Land, how will I live in the future without silver?"

A princess in the Northern Land? The Tartars were surprised, as there hadn’t been any information about such a person in the past. Who could the princess consort of the Prince be?

They speculated and mentally sorted through all the daughters of aristocratic families of marrying age within Feng City.

Yet, this information did not concern them too much.

Ma Zhicai internally sneered. It was better that they weren’t interested. When they heard what he had to say, they would be shocked.

"Enough nonsense," the big-bearded man was short-tempered and reprimanded Ma Zhicai. He clearly didn’t want to hear any irrelevant talk.

"The princess whom the Prince intends to marry is a village girl from Shili Village." Ma Zhicai answered with a smile, his face visibly calmer. He was well aware of how important the information he was about to divulge would be.

"A village girl?" The young Tartar was indeed curious.

"Sir, this kid is dishonest, always bringing up irrelevant matters." The Tartars revered power, the big-bearded man was thoroughly disgusted by weak Ma Zhicai.

"Continue." The young Tartar was the leader of the group and had quickly realized that Ma Zhicai was about to reveal some crucial information.

"That village girl’s name is Lin Ziyin," Ma Zhicai licked his lips and spoke slowly, showing no sign of hurry.

"What? Lin Ziyin is to become the princess?" The surprised voice was from Ma Erlang.

The Tartars gave a glare at the surprised Ma Erlang. He immediately fell silent.

"Lin Ziyin is very capable, she has started many workshops in Shili Village." Ma Zhicai was indeed crafty, refusing to disclose all the critical information at once, but rather slowly revealing it instead.

"Sir, this kid is dishonest." The big-bearded man was irritated. They were scientists spying on the military deployment of the Prince, not here to listen to this pale-faced fool’s gossip.

"Keep talking." The young Tartar was getting impatient too.

Ma Zhicai seized the opportunity, "Sirs, do not underestimate that woman. She has successfully grown wheat, rice, and corn on the farms. Corn is a new type of grain, high yield and delicious, even more critical than wheat. Under her leadership, the Prince and Ding’an Temple have jointly managed to cultivate a few thousand acres of rice and corn. Even wheat was being grown on around a thousand acres. Apart from that, soybeans were also being grown. I hear that by the coming year, all the farms in the Northern Land will be growing rice and corn."