The minor official finished speaking in a trembling voice, and the next second, his head fell to the ground, his eyes wide open in death.
Seeing this, the others no longer dared to pretend to be ignorant. Even though they knew nothing, they still managed to say a few words.
"Your Majesty, I have learned that there is a band of bandits on Longhu Mountain..."
"Your Majesty, I have my suspicions..."
After they had all talked until their throats were dry and analyzed all the pros and cons, Yin Changling was finally somewhat satisfied. He didn't want to keep some incompetent fools around.
"I will give you fifteen days to find the grain. If you fail, you may bring me your head."
"Here you go."
The crowd had no choice but to agree. They looked at the tyrant's blade and the heads rolling on the ground; what could they possibly refuse?
After they left the palace, they finally breathed a sigh of relief. Their legs were weak. They looked at each other and saw the relief in each other's eyes.
They had just left the palace gates and hadn't even taken a few more steps when a gentle male voice rang out, indicating that he had been waiting there for a long time.
"My lords, I have something to discuss with you. I wonder if any of you have the time?"
Yin Yi, also known as Gongzi Yi, is the son of Yin Changling's uncle, making him his cousin.
Compared to Yin Changling's reputation as a tyrant, his reputation was much better, and he could be said to be widely known for his virtue.
He always appeared indifferent to fame and fortune, and when Yin Changling succeeded to the throne, he did not show the slightest opposition, but instead strongly supported him, which is why he was able to survive under Yin Changling.
Now, what don't these officials understand? Prince Yi's reputation for virtue is probably all an act; in his heart, he longs to seize the throne.
However, considering the situation today, because of a mere grain official, Yin Changling almost executed them all, and their heads were always hanging on their belts.
They didn't become officials because they wanted to lose their lives; they wanted to dominate the officialdom for generations, passing the position down through the generations. Therefore—
Resisting Yin Changling's "tyranny" was an unspoken secret between them.
Having figured this out, they looked at Yin Yi, who was smiling kindly. Their goals were the same: to bring Yin Changling down from his position. So they nodded in agreement.
"Thank you for your kindness to us old ministers, Young Master Yi. We will respectfully accept your offer."
"Not at all, in that case, please come in."
The group disappeared into the night. Under the moonlight, they were like rats in a sewer, only able to act under the cover of darkness.
...
After they left, in the Yin Palace, Yin Changling was still pondering the war situation and the fact that the Yin Kingdom was now surrounded by various tribes on all sides.
The man's brows were furrowed, and his luscious lips were tightly pursed. His skin was sickly pale, intertwined with his dark hair, creating an extremely alluring effect that could take one's breath away.
Unfortunately, because of his unpredictable temper, the palace servants dared not look at him too closely, for fear of angering Yin Changling and having their heads chopped off by that big knife.
Didn't you see that they all went in vertically and came out horizontally? If officials are like this, what about these servants who are slaves?
Therefore, these slaves were exceptionally quick and efficient, especially when cleaning up bloodstains and corpses.
Yin Changling ignored them and let them tidy up while he wrote and drew on the table. Before long, he had drawn the entire territory of the Yin Kingdom.
Looking at the various tribes scattered around, Yin Changling couldn't help but feel a headache. The Yin Kingdom was still not strong enough. Otherwise, if they could just crush them with their military force, no one would dare to invade again.
What's most infuriating is that every time they invade, they fail to truly damage the foundation of the Yin state, but they still deplete their own military and financial resources, causing endless trouble.
Therefore, it's time to visit the Imperial Advisor and see if he has any way to solve the problem once and for all.
Ever since Yin Changling was rescued from the wolf pack by the Grand Preceptor, Wan Qijin, he has always regarded him as his father.
After all, he had never felt a trace of warmth from the previous ruler of Yin.
Yin Changling had heard that man insult him quite a bit, saying that he was a beast raised with wolves, ignorant of etiquette and manners, and deserved to die in a wolf den.
Later, he threw the man into the wolf den, but he didn't know if the man could survive in his own wolf cubs' territory as luckily as he had.
As Yin Changling recalled this, a bloodthirsty smile curled at the corner of his mouth, making him even more frightening with his crimson lips!
However, thinking about his upcoming meeting with the Grand Preceptor the next day, he suppressed his smile, turned around, and went to the national treasury to carefully select two treasures.
Yin Changling never imagined that this trip would lead him to meet an adorable little guy, someone he would never be able to part with for the rest of his life.
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