Unlimited Resources: Raising a Minister with a Space Supermarket

Chapter 573 - 505: He Doesn’t Want You—Maybe That’s Your Good Fortune

Jun Mobai saw Fu Qionglin getting angry and quickly tried to smooth things over. "Minister Fu, you’ve overthought it. I have no intention of restricting your freedom.

Since your niece is in Bohai City, which isn’t far from Li Yang City, why don’t I have someone bring her over for a visit? What do you think?"

Fu Qionglin felt anxious inside but maintained a calm facade. "If she can come, that would be wonderful. It’s been many years since I’ve seen Zhihan, and I miss her greatly."

Jun Mobai kept a close eye on Fu Qionglin’s expression. Seeing him calm, his doubts slightly eased.

"I’ll send someone to Bohai City right away to ensure your niece’s arrival here for a family reunion!" Jun Mobai said, beckoning Fu Dong over. After giving instructions, Fu Dong and his men set off for Bohai City.

Fu Qionglin secretly clenched his fists, smiling. "That girl of mine is quite stubborn; she might not be willing to come!"

Jun Mobai chuckled knowingly. "With you here, Minister Fu, I’m sure she’ll come."

Fu Qionglin secretly bit his back teeth and changed the subject. "A married daughter is like water poured out; perhaps she’s long stopped thinking about this father of hers.

Forget it, let’s not talk about her.

Minister Lv, how have you progressed with the task the Emperor assigned to us?"

Lv Maolin, experienced and shrewd, had long prepared words to deal with Fu Qionglin.

"Minister Fu, the Hu Kingdom is arrogant, and their demands are outrageous. Peace talks seem impossible. In my opinion, we should return and persuade the Emperor to send a large army north and eradicate the Hu Kingdom once and for all!"

"Oh, what outrageous demands did the Hu people make?" Fu Qionglin was happy to play along.

As long as he kept them appeased, once the Emperor received the news, he could unexpectedly deal with Prince Jin. Once Prince Jin was overthrown, the Linzhou Prince would be no threat at all.

"Last time, didn’t the Hu people trade their national treasures for women and grain? This time, they’ve gone even further..."

Lv Maolin lied effortlessly, stringing a series of falsehoods without even blinking.

Fu Qionglin, after listening, cursed, "The Hu people are really too much. They’re defying rules, provoking wars, and now have the audacity to make such excessive demands. Do they really think Great Liang is easy to bully?

It’s a pity I can’t walk now. Otherwise, I’d go and scold them face to face!"

Lv Maolin didn’t expect Fu Qionglin to believe his words so easily. He was suspicious — could it be that the old man hurt not only his leg but also his brain when he fell down the mountain?

In the past, whenever he said anything, the old man never believed him, always nitpicking. How come now he suddenly seems to be on his side?

Lv Maolin had many prepared words left unused, leaving him puzzled.

Having dealt with Lv Maolin for many years, Fu Qionglin naturally noticed his puzzlement and quickly said, "Wait a minute..."

Under Lv Maolin’s expectant gaze, Fu Qionglin voiced various doubts.

Lv Maolin breathed a sigh of relief.

This was the Fu Qionglin he was familiar with.

Lv Maolin then began to present his pre-prepared explanations one by one.

Eventually, Lv Maolin resolved Fu Qionglin’s doubts, putting in a tremendous effort to reluctantly convince him.

When Jun Mobai and Lv Maolin thought everything was foolproof and proposed to hurry back to the Capital, Fu Qionglin used the doctor’s advice against traveling by carriage due to his leg injury as a reason to remain in Yangcheng to recuperate.

Lv Maolin thought Fu Qionglin would, at most, recuperate for ten or so days then head back to the Capital. Plus, he had other matters to arrange in the Northern Land, so he wasn’t in a hurry.

Half a month later, when Lv Maolin suggested it was time to return to the Capital, Fu Qionglin looked at Jun Mobai and said, "The people Linzhou Prince sent to fetch my daughter haven’t returned. Could something have happened to my Zhihan? I’ve been worried lately, and without definite news of Zhihan, it’s hard for me to leave!"

Jun Mobai was taken aback. He mentioned sending someone to fetch Fu Zhihan only to intimidate Fu Qionglin and hadn’t truly sent anyone. Now, Fu Qionglin was using this to shut him up. How annoying!

Having no choice, Jun Mobai truly had to send someone to find Fu Zhihan, for Fu Qionglin insisted he needed to see a letter in her handwriting before he could leave in peace.

Once Jun Mobai’s men were sent to Bohai City, they found Fu Zhihan had long since left, forcing them to pursue her down the road.

In this manner, it took over a month for Fu Dong and his men to return with Fu Zhihan’s handwritten letter.

After reading Fu Zhihan’s letter, Fu Qionglin found no way to delay further and had to set off back to the Capital.

Before leaving, Fu Qionglin told Su Jingchen that he would definitely commend Su Jingchen to the Emperor, instructing him to prepare for transfer back to the Capital.

Su Jingchen calmly accepted Fu Qionglin’s words but then turned to throw a bombshell at Jun Mobai.

The bombshell from Su Jingchen left Jun Mobai feeling stunned, both inside and out, and he stumbled dazedly as he climbed into the carriage.

Sweating profusely, a dizzy Jun Mobai boarded the carriage. Jin Shourou, holding a fragrantly scented handkerchief, approached to wipe his sweat but was abruptly pushed away, hitting her forehead against the wooden siding of the carriage.

"Prince... what happened to you?" Jin Shourou was extremely surprised.

Recently, she believed that things between her and Jun Mobai had progressed greatly. They were no longer just a doctor-patient relationship. Though due to Jun Mobai’s health, they hadn’t taken the final step, everything else that should be done had been done.

With their physical intimacy, she considered herself his. How could he treat her like this?

"Get out... get out!" Jun Mobai angrily pointed at Jin Shourou. "Who gave you permission to share my carriage? You’re not worthy!"

Blood from her forehead blurred Jin Shourou’s left eye. She covered the wound with a handkerchief, incredulous. "Prince, what’s wrong? Why are you doing this to me?"

They had been going in and out together all this time, always sharing a carriage. Even Fu Qing and Fu Dong had silently assumed her to be the future mistress.

"A lowly doctor like you isn’t fit to be my woman, a noble Prince of Linzhou. If I bring you back to the Capital, wouldn’t it make me a laughing stock?

Someone, drag this woman out and let her continue running her medicine shop with her doctor father. I don’t want to see her!"

As soon as Jun Mobai finished speaking, Fu Qing lifted the curtain of the carriage, and Jin Shourou was dragged out. Even as Jun Mobai’s carriage receded into the distance, she remained sitting on the ground, dazed and motionless, as if in shock.

Yu Xiaolian sighed, dismissed the onlookers, and walked over to help Jin Shourou up.

"Him not wanting you might actually be your blessing!"