Liu Caiqing frowned slightly and shook her head.
Qin Yu laughed and said, "It is none other than Tan Qian, the father of the current Minister of Revenue! The one who is most worried about the news of Tan Qian's death spreading now is his good son, Tan Wu!"
Upon hearing this, Liu Caiqing's delicate face became even more bewildered. With his father dead, what did he, as a son, have to hide!
Seeing that she still didn't understand, Qin Yu sneered and uttered two words: "Ding You!"
...
Meanwhile, at the Tan residence.
The Tan family's wives, concubines, and all their children and grandchildren were gathered in front of the bed in the inner room, not daring to utter a sound, their eyes fixed nervously on the unconscious Tan Wu on the bed.
He personally sent his father to his death, his body separated from his body, and his head was kicked around like a ball. This immense grief crushed him!
"Uh...cough cough!"
Just then, Tan Wu suddenly coughed violently twice and began to struggle on the bed with a pained expression on his face.
Everyone was startled! They rushed over and cried out, "Master, what's wrong? Don't scare us!"
This whole family depends on Minister Tan's embezzlement of money from the Ministry of Revenue to survive. If something happens to this money tree, how will they survive?
After a burst of shouts, Tan Wu slowly opened his eyes.
Looking at the familiar surroundings and the circle of his wife and children kneeling on the ground, Tan Wu's withered old face was expressionless and extremely blank, as if he had not yet recovered from the heavy pain of losing his father.
After Tan Wu struggled to sit up, he felt a splitting headache, as if his head had been smashed.
At this moment, the memories before fainting finally surfaced.
"Father..."
Tan Wu's lips trembled, and a tear slowly rolled down his cheek.
Seeing his appearance, everyone's hearts were in their throats.
Tan Wu's eldest son, Tan Dan, rolled his eyes, quickly wiped away his tears, and put on a filial and indignant look, cursing fiercely: "Father! You can rest assured! Your son has already issued a warrant for your arrest and has spent a lot of money to gather heroes from all over the world. We will definitely be able to kill those bandits and avenge our grandfather!"
After a passionate and impassioned roar, Tan Dan sat and waited for his father's praise.
But to everyone's surprise, Tan Wu showed no relief upon hearing this. Instead, his old face suddenly turned furious, and he raised his hand to slap Tan Dan hard across the face.
Snap!
A loud slap, accompanied by Tan Dan's wail, instantly echoed throughout the room!
Tan Wu used all his strength in that slap, causing Tan Dan to stagger back three steps, half of his cheek swelling up like a pig's head.
Tan Dan was stunned by this, staring at Tan Wu in astonishment.
"Idiot!" Tan Wu pointed at Tan Dan and roared, "Who told you to go out and shout like that! And revenge, huh! If the news of the old man's death gets out, I'll break your legs!"
Upon hearing this, Tan Dan was even more bewildered, but before he could ask any questions, Tan Wu angrily launched into a tirade of curses!
"You idiot! According to the etiquette of the Great Xia Dynasty, officials whose parents have both died must observe a three-year mourning period at home!"
"At that time, your father will have to step down from his position as Minister of Revenue and return to his hometown in the countryside to observe mourning for his parents!"
At this point, a look of panic flashed across Tan Wu's old face; he was extremely unwilling!
This is absolutely unacceptable!
He spent a fortune to become the Minister of Revenue! He's only been in the position for two years and hasn't even recouped his investment yet!
The Tan family members were stunned upon hearing this, and then their expressions changed drastically.
Tan Dan was so frightened that his face turned ashen. His eyes widened and he shook his head repeatedly: "Father! Your son knows he was wrong. Your son will withdraw the kill order right away!"
"Hurry up! If you're even a step too late, I'll skin you alive!"
Tan Wu roared through gritted teeth, his eyes red.
Terrified, Tan Dan scrambled out of the room.
"Get out of here, all of you! Remember this: the news of the old man's death must not be leaked in the slightest! Otherwise, I, Tan Wu, will expel him from the Tan family and beat him to death with sticks!"
Upon hearing this, everyone looked terrified, nodded vigorously, bowed to Tan Wu, and left.
Not long after everyone left, someone came to inform Tan Wu.
One of Prime Minister Sima’s most trusted confidants, the old steward of the Prime Minister’s residence, has arrived, saying that he has important news to convey!
Upon hearing this, Tan Wu's expression immediately changed, and he quickly climbed off the bed and ran out to greet them.
"Lord Tan, to be honest, the Prime Minister did ask me to pass on a message to you when I came to see you this time."
The old steward took a sip of tea before lowering his voice and saying, "The Prime Minister said he will give you an explanation regarding the murder of Old Master Tan."
"I hope you can calm down and not impulsively leak the information, so as not to ruin the future of the big account."
The position of Minister of Revenue was very important, and Sima Lie did not want Tan Wu to go to observe the mourning period.
It would be terrible if this position were taken by other forces, after all, the Zhao family has recently bewitched the tyrant Zhao Lan!
Tan Wu took a deep breath and nodded quickly, saying, "Please convey to the Prime Minister that I understand!"
...
The next morning, the court session began.
Qin Yu sat on the dragon throne, looking like he had kidney deficiency, and kept yawning.
A moment later, he casually waved his hand.
"If there is nothing else to report, let's adjourn the court session."
Qin Yu waved his hand lazily, seemingly wanting to leave.
However, at that moment, Wang Ziru gritted his teeth and suddenly stood up.
"Your Majesty, I have something to report!"
"Spit it out!"
Qin Yu looked impatient and said wearily, "I'm tired."
Wang Ziru's lips twitched for a moment, and he could only bite the bullet and say, "Your Majesty, it is still about the national debt. My family is really so poor that we can't even afford to eat. Dozens of mouths are counting on the national debt to be repaid so that we can have a full meal. Your Majesty, the national debt cannot be left unpaid!"
As Wang Ziru spoke, he wept bitterly, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed, looking utterly grief-stricken.
With someone taking the lead, the restless civil and military officials immediately started chattering and clamoring.
Without exception, they all complained about being poor!
"Enough! All of you shut up! You're so noisy!"
Qin Yu slammed his hand on the table impatiently, looking annoyed, and said, "Fine! Just take the money from the national treasury under the Ministry of Revenue to pay off the national debt!"
"This matter is settled! Don't bother me with this again!"
As he shouted those words, a smile flashed across Qin Yu's lips!
This carefully prepared scapegoat has finally been pinned on Tan Wu!
Following Jia Renyi, Sima Lie's second loyal dog is about to be killed by him!
Upon hearing this, the entire room fell silent!
The ministers exchanged strange glances, their expressions all unusually odd.
Wang Ziru was so angry he almost vomited blood!
Asking for money from the national treasury controlled by the Ministry of Revenue?
What a joke! The national treasury is so poor it's practically bursting at the seams, where would we get the money to allocate funds to pay off the national debt?!
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