Chapter 39 The Only Way to Survive
The young eunuch stood up and said, "Yes."
The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, hitting the roof and forming a waterline.
Outside the palace gate, in the rain, four men were soaked to the skin, all with solemn and ugly expressions.
They just went to the home of the Minister of Revenue Qu Mingyuan, but were turned away and refused to even see him. Unwilling to give up, they went to the Ministry of Revenue again. This time, it was even more hateful. When the other party heard that they were soldiers from Lingxi, their attitude was extremely bad. They even mocked them and said that all the Lingxi soldiers deserved to die.
Qian Er and his two brothers almost got into a fight with the group of people on the spot, but the other party was not afraid of their trouble at all.
This kind of fearlessness actually shows that the other party has backing from behind, or even as the girl said, it is the people in the Ministry of Revenue who are bullying them.
In the end, the boss Zhao Mu was calm enough to stop the angry brothers and lead them to the only way out that the expert girl mentioned.
He knew that the person in charge of the military troubles in Lingxi was the current Jiuqiansui, and it was his subordinates who exposed the military pay corruption case and killed the corrupt officials.
However, the Director of the East Factory controlled the government, disrupted the imperial order, and harmed the world. He was the greatest evil for the Zhao court.
On ordinary days, civil and military officials are both afraid and disgusted with him, and anyone who associates with him will be cursed by all officials.
But they were already at their wit's end. He had come to Beijing once before when the military pay in Lingxi was embezzled. At that time, he begged everyone he could, speaking humbly and saying all the nice things he could, but his friends refused to see him and his colleagues avoided him like the plague. No one stood up for them.
Some people even reported that he had gone to the capital without permission and had evil intentions, so he was reprimanded by the emperor and sent back.
In the end, it was the people from the East Factory who took over the matter.
Killing corrupt officials allowed the distribution of money and grain.
No matter how I felt at the time, having food was a good thing.
Who would have thought that after the food had been distributed, something unexpected would happen.
After the grain-carrying team arrived in Beijing this time, he was worried, so he took his brothers to wait secretly outside the capital, intending to pick them up personally.
But something went wrong. Water was secretly added to the food delivered by the soldiers. He was very anxious and angry at the time, and he sternly asked the food transport officer what was going on.
The grain transport officer was even more confused. If the general hadn't said he wanted to check, he would have known nothing about it.
So everyone speculated that he was ambushed in the grain storage point in Beijing.
But how can one explain a secret plot to 100,000 hungry soldiers?
Zhao Mu didn't care about anything else, he secretly entered the capital again.
I originally thought that the Minister of Revenue Qu Mingyuan, after all, was an official from Lingxi, so I planned to go and talk to him and see if he could allocate some more grain, even if it was a little less.
However, he didn't expect that the other party didn't even meet him, and when he went to the Ministry of Revenue, he was humiliated and scolded.
General Zhao Mu has reached a dead end again. He has no other options, while his brothers are still waiting for him to return in Lingxi with empty stomachs!
He couldn't bear to watch one hundred thousand brothers starve to death, so he would do it even if it meant kneeling down to beg the most treacherous minister of the dynasty, or even bearing eternal infamy!
Qian Er stood in the rain, getting really impatient waiting. He wiped his face and said, "We've come here to pay our respects, and we've been doing all the proper etiquette. But apart from anything else, he won't even let us in. He's left us standing in the pouring rain, soaking us like drowned rats. What on earth does this Ninth Thousand Years Old Man mean by that?"
Zhao Mu immediately glared at him, "Shut up, don't forget our purpose this time!"
Sun Bing beside him also frowned and said, "Yes, second brother, we are here to ask for help, you must control your mouth. Remember what the expert said just now? She said, face, reputation, and backbone. If you bring any of them out today, things will fail."
The fourth brother, Li Fang, hung his head and said viciously, "If the Ninth Prince is willing to give me food today, I would not mind standing in front of the door in the rain, I would even kneel and kowtow in the rain."
As he was speaking, the door opened and the young eunuch said with a cold and sharp expression, "Please come in, everyone!"
Zhao Mu didn't care about the other party's attitude. He bowed and returned the greeting before leading his brothers through the gate.
As they walked in, the corridor was winding. After walking for a long time, they finally saw the person they wanted to meet.
The Grand Supervisor of the Imperial Household Department, who was all-powerful in the Jokhang Dynasty, was nine thousand years old.
The man sat casually in the corridor, his slender fingertips hooked on the white jade wine glass, his long legs relaxed, his body lazy, leaning against the carved fragrant wood, drinking the wine slightly tipsy.
His appearance was so magnificent that it was simply unbelievable, but the more so, the more fearful he was, so that everyone felt terrified every time they saw him.
Zhao Mu only took a glance, then led his three brothers to kneel on one knee and clench their fists:
"My subordinates are Zhao Mu, Qian Er, Sun Bing, and Li Ming.
Greetings, Master Chitose."
The man didn't react at all. His delicate, slightly smoky features were gazing at the rain and drinking his wine. His lazy voice, only heard when he had a moment, asked, "What do you want from me?"
Zhao Mu looked up at the man, then lowered his bent leg to his knees, bowed his head, and said, "I came here today to ask for help, Your Majesty."
When the three people behind him saw their eldest brother performing such a great ceremony, they looked at each other, then knelt down together and kowtowed.
"Ask me for help?" Ning Cuo smiled with his scarlet lips. He slowly turned his gorgeous and captivating face. His eyes were filled with unfathomable cruelty. "Did I hear correctly?"
He is quite experienced in killing people, but this is the first time someone asks him to save someone. Interesting!
Ning Cuo swirled the white jade wine glass with his fingertips and said with a playful smile, "Tell me about it!"
Zhao Mu's tightly tensed thoughts relaxed a bit. As long as he was interested, that was good. What he feared most was that his friends would just kick him out like they did.
"I beg Your Majesty to allocate food to rescue the 100,000 soldiers in Lingxi."
Ning Cuo glanced at him and said, "As far as I know, the Ministry of Revenue had already transferred the grain three days ago. Didn't your people take the grain back?"
"Yes, the grain has been shipped out of the city, but today I discovered that two-thirds of the grain has been soaked in water. Some has even sprouted and is completely inedible."
Xiao Lezi knew what was going on as soon as he heard it.
It must have been the work of the Ministry of Revenue, because the war in Lingxi was caused by officials' corruption of food and wages. The Ministry of Revenue was in charge of money and grain, so it was implicated and naturally suffered the consequences. Then someone took revenge for personal gain.
They must be using the old trick of replacing one thing with another, first letting the other party inspect and accept the grain, and then replacing it with inferior goods.
Sometimes you just can't believe how some people can be so stupid and vicious that they give out the food but deliberately spoil it. Just for a little personal grudge, they can want to kill 100,000 people.
But it can be said that these soldiers were too careless. They all knew that they had to escort the food themselves, so why didn't they be more careful when handing it over to the Ministry of Revenue?
The grain has left the Ministry of Revenue and the city. The other party will definitely not recognize it, and they can only swallow their anger!
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