Dragon's Origin

Chapter 289: Hanging the Sign (Part 1)

What game is the Imperial Guard playing? Why are they here for the opening of a small shop?

The Prince couldn't understand, racking his brains trying to figure it out. However, the current situation left him in a dilemma. Smash the sign? He didn't dare! Not smash it? Then he would not only gain nothing today, but also lose face.

So many people were watching, how could the news be suppressed? Even if he could silence the common people, could he silence these Imperial Guards and the ceremonial guard? He wouldn't dare, even if he had eighteen times the guts!

"Not now, wait until these people leave." The noble son was also dumbfounded, but he was, after all, the Prince's brain trust. He stepped forward and whispered in the Prince's ear.

The Prince immediately reacted. That's right! Smashing the sign was smashing the sign, but it wasn't specified when to smash it. It wouldn't be too late to smash it after these Imperial Guards left.

However, Chang Sheng Marquis's mansion was using every possible means to support his shop. They were almost finished themselves, yet they still wanted to use the Emperor's ceremonial guard to elevate themselves. They were really tired of living. After today, the commander and others who came today would definitely be made to suffer.

Using public resources for private gain, especially mobilizing the Imperial Guards, was simply slapping the Emperor's face! Daring to mobilize the Imperial Guards so blatantly, even if it was just a small team of a hundred or so people, was still treasonous and deserving of having their homes confiscated and their families exterminated.

Also, that priceless sword, who but the Emperor could use that color? But this Chang Sheng Marquis not only didn't offer the sword to the Emperor, but even took out the Emperor's sword and put a price on it for sale. What was this if not disrespect?

These two crimes alone were enough to turn the living Chang Sheng Marquis into a dead Chang Sheng Marquis. It was said that Chang Sheng Marquis's mansion was good, and the Seventh Prince had been planning it for a long time. As a result, he schemed against people while they were still alive, and the Emperor had to reluctantly chop off the Seventh Prince's head to maintain the imperial family's reputation and dignity. If Chang Sheng Marquis died, could they start thinking about the Marquis's mansion?

While the Prince was pondering, the plaque carried by the ceremonial guard had been delivered to the entrance of the shop. The wooden frame was placed on the ground, waiting to be placed on the two brackets on the door. However, the red cloth covering it was still not opened, maintaining the mystery.

Mei'er finally came out. When the crowd watching the excitement saw that only a veiled woman came out of the shop, some people immediately started to clamor, as if they felt that the excitement was enough to watch, or as if they felt that a woman was not respectful enough.

However, these noises were covered by the deafening sound of gongs and drums. People only heard a buzzing sound, but couldn't hear what they were saying. Mei'er stood in front of the plaque, waved her hand, and all the music stopped.

"The sign is here, does the Prince want to smash it first?" After the surrounding people quieted down, Mei'er asked the Prince with a contemptuous smile in her eyes.

Countless eyes focused on the Prince all at once. At this moment, the Prince was so ashamed that he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Among those gazes, the common people and merchants were originally just watching the excitement and gossip. Guang Yuan had previously clamored outside to smash Qian Sheng Yuan's sign. Now that people had sent the sign over, it was up to this Prince of Changshan to decide how to smash it.

Of course, the more exciting the excitement was, the more fun it was to watch. However, the Imperial Guards and the ceremonial guard who sent the plaque over, after hearing Mei'er's words, were all shocked and angry. Their angry eyes immediately stared at the Prince and his two followers.

What? You dare to smash the plaque and sign that the Imperial Guards personally delivered? Prince of Changshan, what do you want to do? Or is it that Changshan King wants to do something?

"Your sign hasn't been hung up yet, hang it up first!" Under the gaze of a group of people, even the Prince was a little guilty, but he still forced a dry laugh and found a step for himself.

Mei'er's extremely contemptuous gaze looked over from behind her veil, like a whip hitting the Prince and his two followers. That kind of contempt was even greater than the shame brought to them by so many people watching.

Just now, they were still arrogantly saying that they would smash people's signs, and they would buy 90% of people's shares at the price of a cup of tea and then take them back to the mansion to train them as maids. Now that people had put the sign in front of them, they didn't even have the courage to lift the covered red cloth, let alone smash it.

This huge contrast, not to mention that Mei'er wanted to despise them, even their guards wanted to despise them. However, as servants, they couldn't say anything wrong about the master's family. Moreover, the master's humiliation was the minister's death. How could they remain indifferent when their master was insulted like this?

"Bold!" A guard jumped out regardless, pointed at Mei'er and shouted: "Dare to disrespect the Prince, it's rebellious..."

Just after saying this sentence, before he could finish the following words, the two Imperial Guards closest to him had already pounced on him. Just kidding, daring to jump out like this under their noses, they swung their saber sheaths and slapped the guard's mouth.

With two slaps, the loyal guard was slapped back into his stomach before he could finish the second half of his sentence. Immediately afterwards, the sheaths of the two sabers slapped on the back of his knees, and the guard knelt on the ground with a thud.

It wasn't that the Imperial Guards had high cultivation. In terms of cultivation, this guard could kill these two Imperial Guards ten times. However, this was the capital city, under the feet of the Emperor. Daring to attack the Imperial Guards in the street, let alone a Prince's guard, even if the King of Changshan came in person, he wouldn't dare to do it so blatantly.

Therefore, when the guard saw the two Imperial Guards attacking, and then saw his Prince shaking his head, he knew that he had done something stupid. He obediently didn't resist, and let the Imperial Guards slap his mouth and knock on his knees.

"Does the Prince want to hang it up before smashing it?" Everyone could hear Mei'er's disdain: "Okay, Uncle Liu, has the time arrived?"

"The auspicious time has arrived, it's time to hang the sign!" Uncle Liu quickly replied behind Mei'er.

Mei'er nodded, and was about to order everyone to hang up the sign when the commander of the ceremonial guard, that is, the one who had been standing in front of the plaque, interrupted: "Master, please wait, Chief Steward Li said he wants to come over and hang this sign himself! He will be here soon!"

"Chief Steward Li? Then we'll wait for him." Mei'er's mind immediately showed the old eunuch who had ordered the beheading of hundreds of people at the gate of the Marquis's mansion. It seemed that Chief Steward Li and Wang Sheng had a good relationship. When the training room was bombed, Mei'er also saw Chief Steward Li at the scene. This person was a big shot, worth waiting for.

As soon as the commander of the ceremonial guard said Chief Steward Li, the Prince, Guang Yuan, and the noble son all trembled. Could the Chief Steward Li in their mouths be that one?