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Chapter 879 Prologue(2/2)

Many people are ready to move, waiting for the opportunity to seek great contributions to protect the world.

At this time, the Sixteenth Prince was punished. Could it be that he had been involved in the storm of capturing the stock market?

After thinking about it, Cao Yong was finally worried and asked someone to call Wu Sheng over and asked him to travel to Haidian to see if he could find out...

Inside Andingmen, Prince Yong’s mansion, study room.

Looking at the brown and black opium on the white paper in front of him, the fourth prince sat behind the desk and looked like Chen Rushui.

The Thirteenth Prince stood in front of the desk, picked up a piece, looked carefully in front of him, and said, "I heard Cao Yong say he was addicted to opium, but he didn't expect that this was so harmful to others. It's a pity that the world is ignorant. Many powerful families think this is a good thing, thinking of using this to extend their fortune and longevity and make the world's ridiculous jokes!"

Hearing Cao Yong's name, the fourth prince raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't it mean that the sixteenth brother had sucked this in his early years, and later it took a lot of time to quit drug addiction? Why is there anything else about Cao Yong?"

"The fourth brother forgot that I mentioned it with the fourth brother in the early years. Cao Yong talked about the harm of opium many years ago. He is more familiar with the market and I don't know how to pay attention to it. This year, because I was busy raising funds, I didn't have time to mention it with the fourth brother." The Thirteenth Prince said: "I thought that this thing is a matter of customs coming in every year. It's all in the pharmacy and it's not harmful to the people. I didn't expect someone to use this to plot against the one in Xian'an Palace..."

"It's really crazy, or fake crazy?" The Fourth Prince seemed to ask the Thirteenth Prince, and seemed to be talking to himself.

"Who knew that the surroundings were tight. Except for Hongxi who could pay tribute to him once a month, only those sent by Emperor Ama could see it... If he was really crazy, it would be his blessing..." At the end of the day, the Thirteenth Prince's voice was a little cold.
Chapter completed!
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