As the prime minister of the Great Khan, his power was immense. Apart from the imperial advisor and the emperor, no one in the court could defy him.
Looking at the mooncakes packed in a wooden box, the prime minister's lips curled into a disdainful smile.
"Yes, thank you for your kind visit, but please take this mooncake back with you. This prime minister never accepts gifts."
General Chen chuckled inwardly. How could the house be so big if he didn't accept gifts? And how could his belly be so big?
He's fat and greasy, and he told me he wouldn't accept gifts. Isn't that just because he doesn't like my gift?
If this were in my own world, I would execute this kind of corrupt official countless times.
However, General Chen had already made preparations, and the contents inside would definitely satisfy the prime minister.
With a slight exertion of the fingers, a small crack appeared in the wooden box containing the mooncakes.
A ray of golden light shone through the small crack, so dazzling it was almost blinding.
The prime minister's expression changed instantly. Based on his decades of experience as a corrupt official, he recognized it at a glance: it was the gleam of gold.
He then chuckled and said, "This mooncake does look quite delicious. I've never eaten a mooncake with this kind of filling before."
"You've come all this way to send mooncakes; to refuse them would be to betray your kindness, and that would be ungentlemanly."
"I'll accept this mooncake. Come on, let's go inside and talk. Serve some tea!"
The butler, who was waiting nearby, immediately signaled to the maids around him to serve tea.
The prime minister, seated in the main seat, took a sip of tea and asked, "Where are you from, Zhixing?"
General Chen had already prepared his background, and calmly said, "Your Excellency, I come from the deep mountains and forests. I once studied under a master and have only now completed my apprenticeship."
The prime minister nodded. He didn't care whether what he said was true or false. As long as the gift was given, it didn't matter as long as it didn't harm him.
"What official position do you desire for this journey?"
General Chen hesitated and said, "Sir, no matter what the official rank is, I will always respect you and leave everything to you."
The prime minister glanced at General Chen and was quite satisfied. The man before him was very shrewd and knew how to navigate social situations; he had potential for development.
Although he wielded immense power throughout the court, he was not without those who opposed him.
Take Fu Tianchou, for example. He's always going against me, and since he's the Minister of Rites, I can't really make a move against him.
Seeing General Chen now, an idea immediately came to mind.
"In that case, I'll send you to the Censorate as a Chief Censor, a sixth-rank official position. That's the best I can do for you."
"Once you arrive at the Censorate, you must find me some dirt on Fu Tianchou, the Minister of Rites, understand?"
General Chen sighed inwardly, "Damn, he's already a sixth-rank official. It seems this prime minister really wields immense power."
"It's a good idea to rely on this corrupt official. Those who oppose him will inevitably be honest officials, which will directly clarify the situation in the court."
So he clasped his hands and bowed, saying, "Please rest assured, sir, I will definitely find something to use against the other party."
The prime minister gestured for General Chen to leave, and after General Chen left, he sensed something with his divine sense.
Deep within the Prime Minister's residence, a wisp of demonic energy flashed by, indicating that the Prime Minister had likely become entangled with that powerful demon.
Inside the Prime Minister's residence, the steward asked in a low voice, "Master, is it really reliable to directly appoint him as the Chief Censor of the Censorate?"
The prime minister's gaze turned slightly cold as he said, "It's just a casual move. If it can be effective, that's fine. Even if it can't, it's no big deal. It's just a mere sixth-rank official."
"Go and inform the Imperial Advisor that I will visit him again later. That old bastard Fu Tianchou should be dismissed as well."
The prime minister sat alone in the main seat, his smile growing increasingly twisted and grotesque.
When General Chen returned to the inn, the old Celestial Master had already brought Wang Hu back with him.
The old master asked, "So, what kind of position did they assign you?"
General Chen pondered for a moment and said, "The Chief Censor of the Censorate is a sixth-rank official."
The old master smiled and said, "As expected, money can make the devil turn the millstone. We've actually gotten a sixth-rank official directly. That's good. Now our plan can be put into practice."
General Chen shook his head and said, "It's not that simple. When I came back, I sensed a demonic aura in the Prime Minister's residence as well."
"As the prime minister, I am second only to the emperor and above all others. My little bit of money is not something that others might even care about."
"Even if arrangements were to be made, it wouldn't be possible for the prime minister to personally intervene; he could simply find someone to deal with a commoner like me."
"The other party arranged this official position for me mainly to find something to do with the Minister of Rites and then kick him out. In this light, the Grand Preceptor is the one behind this prime minister."
"Old Zhang, you're under a lot of pressure. It won't be easy to replace the other party."
The old celestial master sat down without any worry and said, "What am I afraid of? Isn't there you here?"
"With your abilities, this situation is nothing to you. As for the other side's Grand Tutor, I'm not worried at all."
"Since the other party still chooses to cooperate with the prime minister, it means that he is still wary of the dynasty's fortune. There is still time to save everything."
General Chen nodded. The Grand Preceptor's strength was beyond doubt. Since the other party chose to develop in secret, it proved that the other party's strength had not yet reached its peak.
Looking at Wang Hu beside him, General Chen began to issue orders, saying, "Old Zhang, you need to make a name for yourself in the near future, so that you will have a foundation when you compete."
"Xiao Wang, you'll join the Embroidered Uniform Guard. I'll gradually promote you to a higher position."
"The Embroidered Uniform Guard is also a powerful force. As a weapon of the dynasty, we must also control it, as it will benefit our subsequent actions."
The old master's body transformed into a gentle breeze and disappeared from the room, beginning preparations for the next phase of the plan.
Wang Hu also began participating in the selection process for the Embroidered Uniform Guard, preparing to seize the opportunity to take control of this weapon.
A night later, General Chen arrived at the Inspectorate to report for duty.
Since they were arranged by the prime minister, their journey was quite easy, and not a single fool dared to cause trouble.
The Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate gave General Chen, who had been sent by the Prime Minister, a look that seemed to be on his mind.
General Chen quickly mastered his work without any rustiness.
Furthermore, I used my position to examine the situation of the various factions within the imperial court.
Currently, the court is divided into two factions: one is the prime minister who arranged for himself to enter the court; the other is represented by Fu Tianchou, the Minister of Rites, who is specifically targeting the prime minister.
However, the prime minister also has the imperial advisor behind him, so Fu Tianchou's current situation is not very good, and he has suffered repeated defeats in several clashes.
Looks like I'm in for some fun from now on!
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