Officials came and went in an endless stream, waiting for the funds to be approved.
The February wind was still biting, yet these officials lined up and none dared to leave.
Just then, a minor official stepped out of the door, and upon seeing this, the officials who were waiting at the door immediately gathered around.
"I have come to the Ministry of Revenue on the orders of the Vice Minister of the Court of Imperial Sacrifices. I hope you will make an exception for me."
"Don't you know the difference between first come, first served?"
"Don't block my way! I was here first!"
"Nonsense! I was the one who arrived first!"
For a time, the entrance to the household registration office was even more bustling than the vegetable market.
Upon seeing this, the junior official spoke with considerable impatience.
"Gentlemen, please do not argue. Today, the Ministry of Revenue is conducting an audit of the accounts and does not have time to receive you. Please come another day."
These words caused an uproar the moment they left the door.
"Outrageous! I have been braving the wind and snow for three days straight!"
"Three days is nothing! I've been here for seven days and haven't even stepped inside the Ministry of Revenue!"
"No! The Ministry of Revenue must give us an explanation today!"
"That's right! That's right!"
The minor official sneered upon seeing this.
"I advise you gentlemen not to make trouble, otherwise it will make everyone lose face."
Upon hearing this, the crowd, which had been filled with righteous indignation, instantly calmed down.
Since the money is in their hands, they have to be subservient to them if they want to get the money.
Seeing that no one else dared to step forward, the clerk couldn't help but raise a slight smile.
"That's right, then I'll trouble you all to come again tomorrow."
As he spoke, the clerk turned around and was about to close the Ministry of Revenue's gate.
Just as the door was about to close, a dark figure suddenly descended from the sky!
The next moment! The main gate of the Ministry of Revenue, made from a single piece of fine nanmu wood, was kicked and smashed to pieces.
Amidst the swirling dust and snowflakes, Mu Zi'an stood proudly.
The king descended from the heavens, his angry eyes terrifying.
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