After the villain was defeated, she still had power in the government

Fu Yutang didn’t know whether her original self would be angry if she encountered this situation, but she was not angry anyway.

She had been immune to this kind of low-level verbal attack since kindergarten, so she didn't feel any pain when she heard the King of Xiang's sarcasm and didn't take it to heart at all.

On the contrary, I feel quite regretful that the King of Xiang is so uncultured that even his vocabulary for cursing is so scarce and there is no originality at all.

But think about it, if someone can come up with a name like "Big Pile of Shit" or "Big Pile of Shit", what else can you ask of him? Just being able to speak is already amazing, okay!

Fu Yutang was complaining in his heart. The King of Xiang was not idle either. Seeing that Fu Yutang was deaf and silent, he could not help but curse in his heart: "I haven't seen you for a few days. Fu Yutang has become even more shameless!"

He had humiliated her like this, but this little bastard could still endure it! It was like punching cotton, extremely uncomfortable!

With a displeased snort, the King of Xiang took out a silver ingot and threw it at Fu Yutang's feet, saying arrogantly: "This King feels sorry for a little beggar like you, so this silver is a reward for you."

When Fu Yutang saw his outrageous actions, he almost laughed like a pig. What a little idiot. His way of humiliating others was to give them money!

She really wouldn't mind experiencing this kind of humiliation a few more times.

Fu Yutang bent down to pick up the silver, then said: "Thank you, Prince Xiang, for the reward. But, you are the prince..."

Fu Yutang raised his head, holding the silver tightly in his hand, with a smile on his face, looking like a money-grubber. "If I only give you this little, I'm afraid it's not worthy of your status, Your Majesty!"

Seeing this, Yan Zhen's eyes twitched involuntarily. It seems that even if a person loses his memory, his love for money will not change.

"Your Highness, is that what you said?" Fu Yutang looked at Prince Xiang with bright eyes and an expectant look on her face.

As a prince, you only spend ten taels. Is that reasonable? Don't you feel ashamed?

The Prince of Xiang had clashed with her many times, and he immediately saw the subtext in her eyes. The smug smile froze on his face, and almost subconsciously, he picked up the silver on the table, wanting to throw it all at her face and humiliate her severely. Fortunately, he was rational and knew that doing so would be what the little bastard wanted, so he could only forcibly suppress the impulse, clenched his fists, sat aside sullenly, trying to kill her with his eyes.

While talking, Fu Yutang quickly glanced at Prince Xiang in the carriage.

He was probably around forty years old, and because he had been pampered for many years, his skin looked fair and delicate, with an arrogance between his brows, a dignified expression, and narrow eyes that emitted a sharp light, while his proud nose and tightly-closed lips revealed his immense self-confidence.

Although he had a dignified and majestic demeanor, Fu Yutang could still vaguely sense a clear sense of...stupidity in his eyes.

No wonder it was caught as a black carp by its original form.

Just as he was thinking, the King of Xiang started to make trouble again. Seeing that neither words nor money could hurt Fu Yutang, he turned his eyes and fell on Yan Zhen beside her. As if she had just noticed him, he asked with a little surprise: "Minister Yan, why are you here?"

Upon hearing this, Yan Zhen cursed in his heart, "My master has always been here! You are just blind and can't see it!" However, the baby's face showed some respect, and he lowered his head and said, "I am here to assist Lord Fu in handling the case."