"Who is your disciple, and what grievances have you suffered?"
The fisherman knelt down and cried to the old emperor, as if he had suffered a great injustice.
"Your Majesty, I live in a nearby village and make a living by fishing. But recently the fish I caught have disappeared. Isn't this cutting off my source of income? Your Majesty, please help me."
The old emperor choked while drinking water, but he didn't expect it to be such a small thing.
[Your fish is missing, and you don't know what's wrong with it. You gave it to the cats to eat. There are dozens of cats, and the fish you caught are not enough for them to eat.]
Shen Zhiyi quickly realized something else.
[Could it be that this fisherman heard from the old lady that he could get money from the old emperor, so he came here to beat the drum to report the incident?]
Shen Zhiyi immediately turned on his surveillance system and quickly locked onto what had happened to the old lady in the past few days. Then, through keyword searches, he directly locked onto the conversation between the old lady and the fisherman.
After reading it, Shen Zhiyi wanted to laugh out loud on the spot.
[Hahahaha, the old emperor must not know that he is about to become the God of Wealth in the eyes of the people. The lady told the public that if something is missing at home, they should go and beat the drum to report it, and after beating the drum, the God of Wealth will give silver.]
The emperor, who appears to be the God of Wealth but is actually a stingy old man, suddenly became gloomy.
The surrounding ministers were so frightened that they knelt down.
The fisherman was confused and looked left and right, wondering what these people meant.
[I seriously suspect that this fisherman thought we were all here to rob him of silver.]
The old emperor crushed the walnut in his hand.
Don't even think about taking a penny from him.
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