Jiang Wanfeng's house was ransacked as soon as he entered school. Her husband was a deposed prince who was seriously injured, and his best relatives wanted to add insult to injury.
In Chu, where imperial power reigned supreme, the Xiliang Desert was a life-forbidden zone barren of grass and overrun by bandits. Exile here was tantamount to a death sentence.
Along the way, the ruthless police officers cut off water and food and wanted to kill the whole family from thirst; in the desert, local snakes came to collect protection fees with knives, and the capital frequently sent imperial envoys to "collect corpses." But they don't know that Jiang Wanfeng can build a mansion and grow fairy vegetables in the desert with just a wave of his hand!
Many years later, the Dachu treasury was so hungry that rats ran away, and the Dog Emperor shamelessly came to Xiliang to ask for a loan.
Jiang Wanfeng straddled the Wolf King's back and rang the pure gold abacus in his hand: "Borrow money? Yes, use your throne as collateral!"
