The emperor was still waiting for Han Zeyu's further action, but he couldn't help but mutter.
Eunuch Wang came to ask for instructions. General Tie and Lord Zhou were waiting outside the palace, requesting an audience with His Majesty.
The appearance of these two people together indicates that the female spy stationed in Qingshan County has returned to Beijing.
"Let them in."
After a while, Tie Dongming and Zhou Yi stood with their heads bowed, waiting for His Majesty's instructions.
The emperor had no intention of blaming him. He just wanted to know Han Zeyu's intentions and what conditions he had put forward.
Tie Dongming said stubbornly, "He wants compensation for the delayed trip, compensation for the medical treatment and medicine, and compensation for the shock he suffered."
His Majesty the Emperor felt a pang of pain in his heart. This was purely a request for money!
After a moment's silence, the Emperor finally spoke: "Of course we have to talk, but isn't it a bit vulgar to only talk about money?"
If not interests, what else can we talk about? Is it the relationship between the ruler and his subjects?
But he is not a minister who receives a salary.
"How about you, Lord Tie, talk to them about family and country?"
Tie Dongming was shocked. You want the horse to run but don’t want it to eat grass!
Zhou Yi was also dumbfounded. They thought Han Zeyu's request was weird enough, but they didn't expect that there are always people better than you, and there are always higher demons than you.
He is worthy of being the king of a country. No wonder he has a good relationship with the Minister of Revenue. He is really stingy and is definitely not pretending.
His Majesty the Emperor's inner treasury is as important as his underwear, don't even think about moving it.
My duty as a minister is to help His Majesty the Emperor solve his problems.
At this time, a memorial slipped onto the imperial desk. The emperor glanced at it casually and found that it was a memorial from the Censorate, impeaching corrupt officials.
The emperor suddenly had an idea, and it was like someone offering him a pillow when he was sleepy.
He opened the memorial excitedly, and saw the seal of the Chief Censor at the end. He didn't expect that this old man, besides being annoying, was actually useful.
When talking about Censor Ding, one will think of the fat boy in his family, and then think of the new star in the Dali Temple who is also known as the "pillar of grain" with him.
A stone was lifted from his chest, and the emperor finally had the leisure to gossip about his ministers' family affairs.
"My dear Tie, I heard that you were the one who sent that child to the Dali Temple?"
"Your Majesty, all procedures are in compliance with the law."
"It's okay. It's just a ninth-rank official position. I'm just curious. Is that young man named Tiezhu your..."
"I dare not lie to your majesty. Tiezhu is my eldest brother's child."
His Majesty the Emperor nodded. It was a close call. He almost guessed that Tiezhu was Tie Dongming's illegitimate son.
Fortunately, the dignity of the emperor was preserved.
Su Shien went home and recounted to Yuger what he had seen and heard today.
Han Zeyu pondered for a moment and thought that this compensation plan was feasible.
"My husband, you said Zhou Yi's boss is General Tie. Who is General Tie's boss?"
Su Shien also fell silent. There was no doubt that the person who could order a third-rank official around must be the current emperor.
"If that's who he is, isn't he being too lenient with us? What do you think he wants from us?"
The couple looked at each other and came up with the same answer.
Su Shien's storybook, the information in the storybook, and then extended to Han Zeyu's special abilities.
Han Zeyu was melancholy. If a person is too outstanding, he will attract people's attention.
Su Shien spoke up, interrupting Han Zeyu's wild thoughts.
"I have an idea. Why don't you take out some of the stolen goods and sell them together with Ao Ye. That way, the person who takes over from him will also be caught with the stolen goods."
Han Zeyu was a little moved, but more heartbroken.
"Come on, let's go to the basement and check. You can help me check and see if there's anything that's hard to get rid of. We can give it to them as evidence."
Su Shien felt very relieved that Yuger's miserly nature had faded, which was a cause for celebration.
When faced with the choice between food and money, Han Zeyu's decision-making difficulties will be cured because he wants to have them all for himself.
"A gold chain definitely won't do. Xiao Hei has to look at it every now and then, otherwise he'll go crazy in front of you."
"This little incense burner is so pretty. It has no special markings, so it should be easy to sell."
"This bracelet is crystal clear. I'll keep it for Tiezhu as his wife."
…
Su Shien acted decisively. He knew Yu Ge'er, and if he continued to choose, he would definitely not be willing to hand it over in the end.
"It's not like they don't want to pay. Giving things to them is convenient for both them and yourself."
Han Zeyu pouted. He was feeling very uncomfortable right now.
"You say that as if I'm in dire need of money. Do I look like someone who's only interested in profit?"
Su Shien really wanted to nod and say, don’t doubt it, please be brave and be yourself.
As expected, Han Zeyu added, "How much compensation can he give me?"
Su Shien was speechless. This person was a typical example of someone who would sacrifice himself for money.
Watching Su Shien sorting through his collection, Han Zeyu held his heart and said weakly, "Take your time to pick, but be gentle. Just pick a few pieces just for your own good."
I can't watch it anymore. The more I watch, the more reluctant I am to let it go.
Han Zeyu leaned against the wall and walked out. Goodbye, my beloved babies. It’s my incompetence and uselessness that I can’t keep all of you here!
After some self-contempt, Han Zeyu struggled to get to the next room.
Ao Ye had been locked up for more than half a month, and except for his sense of smell, he felt that his other senses were degenerating.
Can't hear, can't see, can't touch, can't feel...
Although he was not physically tortured, he felt that life was worse than death.
His former pride had been completely worn away, and now he just wanted to shout out loud, even if no one responded, just to hear his own voice.
Han Zeyu guessed that even if Ao Ye had a will of steel, reality would still smooth his edges.
Ao Ye was like a pile of mud, allowing the cloth in his mouth to be taken away. He knew that the man had come.
He shouted, yelled, and cursed, but no matter how he vented his emotions, the man didn't respond at all.
Han Zeyu looked at Aoye, who was like a trapped beast, and wondered whether to let him go.
He first pulled out the earplugs. Seeing that the other party didn't react, Han Zeyu reached out again, but retracted his hand.
The eye patch cannot be taken off. If he persists a little longer, he will be able to see the light again. These few days won't be a big deal.
Aoye can hear and speak now, but why is he not making any sound?
You were cursing quite profanely just a few days ago! Now you're at a loss for words? Your vocabulary is truly limited.
Han Zeyu mercifully kicked out, but unexpectedly, this neither light nor heavy kick seemed to turn on some kind of switch.
Ao Ye burst into tears, admitted his mistakes and confessed everything like beans pouring out of a bamboo tube. He had only one wish, which was to die quickly.
Han Zeyu raised his hands high and swore that he only kicked once. This doesn't count as torture, right?
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