Up and down the sacrificial platform, whether common people or nobles, what they worship is balance.

But the problem is...

Poliboma and Oyer knew that the praises from others were "forced to have no choice", but only Tsipoche was dedicated and pious.

And now, there seems to be one more person in this balanced line of faith——

Princess Mondaya!

When she said the words "You should praise balance" in front of everyone, the two of them felt a sense of paralysis spread throughout their bodies, their heartbeats accelerated, and their heads became dizzy.

Just like when Lao Wang next door came to his home and drank and had fun with his neighbors, after three rounds of drinking...

The neighbor looked at his wife and said, "My wife is the most beautiful woman in the world."

Lao Wang next door agreed: "Yes, she is really beautiful!"

This is an extremely subtle feeling.

At first glance, there are no obvious clues.

But if you think about it deeply, it’s very scary.

Poliboma and Oyer looked shocked, their bodies were trembling involuntarily, and they were howling in their hearts——

Qiboche, how dare you, how dare you!

The high priest in front of them didn't feel anything was wrong.

A few businessmen who were as lowly as dogs had accidentally won the favor and favor of Her Royal Highness the Princess. Naturally, they were frightened and flattered.

"You two, didn't you hear what I said?"

With a scolding.

The two of them suddenly woke up, stumbled to Qi Boche's side, followed his example, and knelt down to the princess in front of them, "Praise you, Your Highness!"

Mundaya smiled at them again and said something.

However, their heads were buzzing and they couldn't hear the words clearly. Only Qi Boche was helping to deal with it.

I don't know how long it took.

Snap!

Snap!

Qi Boche slapped their cheeks and called their souls back.

But they still looked funny, "Your Highness, Princess..."

"The princess has left!" Qi Boche said angrily, "We should go back and prepare tomorrow's tribute."

The noble figure of the princess and the high priest was no longer visible around her.

There was an additional middle-aged man and the waiter who had led them the way before.

The middle-aged man is the director of the temple and is responsible for the logistics and sundries. Therefore, his family is single-handedly responsible for the tribute business.

For example, the young waiter is also a junior among his relatives.

But now, his face showed resentment, but he couldn't show it. He tried his best to restrain himself and took out the parchment he had prepared: "This is a contract. It is signed once every six months. There are three contracts a year. If you dare to use the gift as tribute,

Substantiating a good thing is a serious crime, and no one can protect you!"

The city-state alliance divided the year into 18 months, and a month had 20 days, which happened to be 360 ​​days.

Polypoma took the contract and took a look at it, his face suddenly turned red.

All the merchants in the city knew that offering tribute to the sacrificial temple was a lucrative business, but that was a business that ordinary people could not touch.

Now that I see the purchasing items, I realize how rich it is.

Even if Terkant had robbed him of the hoarded goods earlier, this contract could make up for all the losses as long as he worked hard for half a year.

After signing, the temple leader left.

Only the waiter sent them off with an ugly face, still complaining: "Your tribute is nothing special, how can it win the princess's favor?"

"I've been harmed so much by you. I shouldn't have agreed to let you come in the first place..."

His voice became softer and softer as he spoke, and he was no longer the arrogant person he was before.

Because the matter is a foregone conclusion, not even the director of the temple can be changed.

Who doesn’t know that Mundaya is Tzozomok’s favorite granddaughter?

Even the three princes would not interfere with the matters she decided.

Qiboche had already adjusted his mood, listened to the waiter's words, and gave Oyer a look to indicate.

Oyer acted cleverly and quickly took out another gem that was more expensive than when we met this morning. He gave it to the waiter and said respectfully: "Sir, we have this opportunity only because of your care!"

"Sir, please rest assured. We know that you have been wronged, and we will definitely compensate you! If you have any orders from now on, just give them, and we will do our best."

Get a palm-sized gemstone, which is very valuable.

The waiter was stunned, and the clouds in his mind seemed to disappear instantly.

He could only get some dregs of money from defrauding merchants of their money for the head of the temple, but today he received two pieces of valuable gemstones in a row, which was enough to cover his year's harvest.

So, what else is there to be dissatisfied with?

The waiter's face turned rosy again, and he patted Oyer on the shoulder: "No wonder you are favored by the princess, it's just that you are different from other merchants."

Oyer smiled naively and continued to compliment: "Sir, how about I invite you to have a drink later? I know a tequila specially made in a tavern. After one sip, the sweet taste will penetrate your heart."

The waiter was looking forward to it, "But I still have to be on duty, so why not wait until nightfall."

Oyer, Poliboma, and Qipoche looked at each other, and then obeyed: "Okay, I will arrange a sedan to pick you up under the tower after nightfall, and I will ensure that you are satisfied."

At this point, the waiter was completely overwhelmed by happiness.

sedan chair?

Isn't that a seat reserved only for nobles?

I can be considered a little noble now!

Went to the foot of the tower and said goodbye to the waiter.

The group of people hurriedly returned to the urban area.

On the way, the three of them said nothing, only suppressing their excitement and curiosity while speeding up their return.

He only waited to return to the house and drove away the accompanying servants.

Oyer couldn't bear it any longer: "We just took over the tribute business? We've made a fortune, we've made a fortune!"

"I just took a look at the contract. The purchase price of each tribute item is several times the market price!"

"And there is no need to run around here and there. If you send tribute every day, you will have money in your pocket."

Poliboma also looked sad, but when he returned all the way, he was already sober: "Oyer, don't forget our mission, we won't stay here long."

Oyer's face fell instantly.

Polypoma comforted him: "This business is not something that ordinary merchants like us can get involved in. It's just a short-term repayment. Over time, it will definitely arouse people's jealousy."

"A Telcante can humiliate us at will, but his brother is not even qualified to set foot in the sacrificial temple."

"If the nobles at the sacrificial temple want to attack us, who do you think can protect us?"

"The status of Her Royal Highness the Princess is too high. If you stand on a high tower, can you still see the faces of people on the ground clearly?"

Qi Boqie remained silent, asking them to give up this so-called way of making money.

Oyer smiled bitterly for a long time, and finally lost his temper: "I know these truths, but I just don't want to do it."

Seeing that his mood had calmed down, Poliboma returned to the subject: "Sir, how did you convince the princess?"

Qi Boqie smiled and said: "It wasn't me who convinced her, but my lord Jingliang..."

He told how the two met.

The coincidence here also amazed the two of them——

"Princess actually truly believes in balance?"

"But why, I don't understand!"

"She is also a member of the royal family. She has enjoyed everything in the world since she was born, but she truly loves Nakoa and wants to escape from the royal capital?"

In fact, more than two people can't understand it.

Qiboche was also thinking on the way back... The princess doesn't seem to be the kind of person who is naturally stupid and stupid, so why would she be willing to give up everything?

Finally he came to the answer——

"So, this is my Lord's balanced guidance!"

"Princess Mundaya may have been chosen by our lord Kung Fu, just like Mr. Quiztitco, she is favored by the gods!"

"As I said, the princess is the guidance given to us by Qing Dynasty, and we are the guidance given by Qing Dynasty to the princess!"
To be continued...