Chapter-198: prince of Jim and fifth prince were punished
"Small Tommy, do you like the eldest lady of the Lark family so much?" When Prince Jim heard the King calling him by his full name, he was startled, knowing that the King was really angry. He didn't show it on his face, and sighed in distress.
"She is so beautiful, and she offered herself to me. Your Majesty, I am a normal man, how could I resist such temptation? I just made a mistake that all men in the world make."
Adam Smith: ...Speechless…
(My goodness, are you implying something about him?) He thought in his heart.
He refused to accept it. "Hahaha, she is obviously lustful. Maybe you forced her. You are the Prince of Jim. Robbery is what you are best at."
What the hell is good at? The Prince of Jim was so angry. Why did this guy have to get involved? "You are slandering me. I am the Prince of Jim. How can I be short of women?"
"We are not short of ordinary women." Adam Smith calmly retorted, "Miss Lark is not an ordinary woman. She is a scarce resource that can satisfy your perverted psychology. You look like a pervert."
The fifth prince responded cheerfully, "Yes, yes, you can tell at first glance that he is not a good person."
The two childish ghosts made the Prince of Jim so angry that he didn't want to pay attention to them. "Your Majesty, you watched me grow up, you know best what kind of person I am. How you want to punish me is up to you."
The King had no intention of judging the case for them. "I will fine you one year's salary and send you to the Imperial Academy to study the Book of Rites."
The prince and the crown prince both have salaries, but of course, they can only live on poverty if they rely on salaries. "...Yes."
The Prince of Jim's face turned green. A salary deduction was not a big deal and it didn't hurt, but at his age, asking him to return to the Imperial Academy to study the Book of Rites was too much of a slap in the face.
It is also equivalent to telling others that his rules and character are not good. This is the most terrible thing. The fifth prince chuckled secretly, earning a glare from the King, "And you, can also go with him."
The fifth prince was horrified and hugged the King's thigh, begging, "Father, father, I was wrong, please forgive me this time."
A prince without moral integrity is destined to never reach that position and no one would be foolish enough to follow him. This invisibly interrupted his possibility of competing for the throne.
Just because of a fight?! The consequences are too serious! He refuses to accept it! The King was getting annoyed. "Shut up and get out."
The fifth prince wanted to beg again but was dragged out by the palace guards. The Prince of Jim received the same treatment. The fifth prince stared blankly at the closed door. He was distraught and extremely shocked.
His attendant cautiously advised, "Master, the King is in a bad mood right now. Please go back first and ask for mercy when the King calms down."
The fifth prince turned his head suddenly, his face was so gloomy that water was dripping from it, and his eyes were full of burning hatred. "Small Tommy, you've hurt me so badly, I will never let you go."
After saying these harsh words, he left with hatred. Before, they just fought to vent their anger, but maybe after a few fights, if they have common interests, they will shake hands and make peace.
But now, a feud has been formed between them, a feud that will last until one side is dead. The Prince of Jim looked extremely ugly and he didn't know why the King was so angry? The fifth prince has no future, does he have one? No, we have to check what happened.
The King drank cup after cup of hot tea, but his anger did not subside. The prince remained silent and just sat there quietly. The atmosphere in the room was a little depressing, so Adam Smith had to use his ultimate move.
"Your Majesty, don't be angry, try my treasured beef cubes, there is only this small bag." His painful expression made the King both angry and amused.
"It's just beef cubes, is it necessary to be like this? I'll ask the imperial chef to make some more for you, and you can take it with you on the road." However, when the beef cubes entered his mouth, his expression changed instantly.
Adam Smith handed it to the prince again, "Is it delicious? I can't bear to eat more." The prince did not care much for food, but this piece of beef was so crispy, fragrant and refreshing that he could not help but pick up another one.
"Where did you buy it?" Adam Smith looked at the dwindling beef cubes and felt distressed. "Wendy Lark made this." The King choked, "Ahem, what did you say?"
Why is this name here again? It seems to be everywhere. How could a daughter of a mistress from an exiled family have such charm? How did she come into contact with all these people? He was so suspicious that he couldn't help but imagine it.
Adam Smith said with a smile, "It was Wendy Lark who made the beef cubes. Those recipes and beef sauce were all made by her."
"The Lark family's ancestral recipe…?" The King hesitated for a moment and denied it himself, "That's impossible."
"I don't know about that. I asked her for it and she gave it to me." Adam Smith spoke of that past event very naturally, and every fragment was still vivid and lively. He especially misses beef noodles, beef balls, and braised beef, each of which is delicious.
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