"Oh? In such a hurry, my beloved, is there something urgent you need to attend to?"
Qin Yu spoke casually, but Yu Zhu was inwardly alarmed, fearing that her identity would be exposed.
Still reeling from the shock, she knew she couldn't escape the tyrant's torment this time. To dispel his doubts, Yuzhu gave a charming smile and completely let loose.
"Your Majesty, if you dare to defy the law, I dare to stand up for you in this chaotic world!"
After a moment, Qin Yu began to breathe heavily.
ah!
Warm as spring!
While one side indulged in debauchery during the day, another side, Wang Ziru's residence, was ablaze with passion.
Of course, this refers to scorching heat in a physical sense.
As planned, Wang Ziru cut his hand with a rusty knife and is currently suffering from tetanus with a persistent high fever.
The servants in the mansion hurriedly closed the door, covered him with a thick quilt, and tried to make him sweat.
Lady Wang was sweating profusely with anxiety and urgently inquired about the physician who had come to treat her.
"How is the master doing now?"
"Alas, I am sorry that I am incompetent. Madam Wang, please seek another doctor!"
Lady Wang's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died.
This is the eighteenth renowned doctor from Beijing that I have invited today!
From early morning until now, renowned doctors have been coming and going from the Prince's residence in an endless stream.
But after the diagnosis, they could only shake their heads and sigh, unable to find any cause for the illness.
The butler rushed in to report.
“Madam Wang, court officials are waiting in front of the mansion for a long time. They are anxious to see Master Wang.”
"See me? See me? Can't you see the master is burning up and unconscious? No guests are welcome!"
In an instant, the officials who were owed money wailed in front of the Prince's Mansion.
The position of Minister of Revenue remains vacant, and now even Wang Ziru, who led them in collecting the debts, is seriously ill and unable to get out of bed. The matter of recovering the national debt is like a leaderless group, and the group is as anxious as ants on a hot pan.
But what can we do?
The officials could only sigh helplessly, temporarily cease their activities, and head back to their residences.
Not far away, a vendor wearing a straw hat watched this scene coldly, his busy work suddenly stopping.
He was none other than the tiger disguised as someone else, and he kept clicking his tongue in amazement.
"Your Majesty is truly skillful! You've resolved the national debt issue in the blink of an eye, and left no room for criticism!"
Thinking of Qin Yu's meticulous plan, Da Hu could only feel admiration.
Anyway, with my current mindset, I definitely can't figure it out.
Sun Jiachen is truly blessed. He is over forty years old and his career seems hopeless, but he has just met a wise ruler. He will have plenty of time to make his mark in the future!
With a sigh in my heart, I figured it was about time, so I quickly tidied up the stroller and left...
at the same time.
He Fang had been tormented for a whole morning and should have been exhausted, but he ordered someone to take a carriage and quickly headed towards the Jingzhao Yi Yamen!
From afar, one could see the carriage that represented power, and a group of officials and magistrates came out to greet it.
The magistrate bowed and scraped, trying to curry favor.
"Minister He! What brings you here today?"
Looking at the bulging flesh on his face, He Fang immediately recalled the terrifying image of himself kneeling on the ground, and his anger flared up, making him unable to contain himself any longer.
Snap!
A powerful slap landed directly on the old face of the prefect of the yamen.
"I'll blow your mother's head!"
The latter covered his face, feeling extremely aggrieved. "Minister He, what do you mean by this? I have completed all the tasks you assigned to me!"
"Appropriate?" He Fang was so angry that he glared and raised his hand to slap him again, but when he remembered that this was in front of the gate of the Jingzhao Prefecture, he held back and just cursed loudly.
"I ask you, what about the families of those fallen soldiers? What about that vile woman you were ordered to arrest? And you call this proper?"
The Prefect of Jingzhao looked puzzled.
"Those troublemakers have all been driven away, and that wretched woman has been arrested too?"
"Hahaha!" He Fang laughed angrily. "Do you know that that bitch wrote a letter framing me, and that letter even ended up on my desk!"
"Luckily, the Ministry of Revenue is now staffed by my people. Otherwise, if Prime Minister Sima found out, how could I possibly survive?"
At this point, the Prefect of Jingzhao could guess what was going on. His lips twitched, and he turned to question the officials.
"Who was it that arrested that vile woman last time?"
Several of the officers looked terrified.
They knew they couldn't hide it anymore.
He immediately knelt down, kowtowed, and begged for forgiveness and explanation.
"Don't blame the little guy. Just when we were ordered to capture him, a group of tourists with considerable fighting ability suddenly appeared."
"They even brazenly shouted that they had connections in the imperial court and were going to deal with us!"
Upon hearing this, He Fang immediately frowned and realized what was going on.
He had thought before that there might be some surprise involved, but now it seems very likely that someone is trying to frame him!
Moreover, the fact that the petition was so openly displayed on his desk must have meant that it belonged to an official from the Ministry of Revenue!
Vicious!
That's so vicious!
He Fang didn't even need to think; that person definitely wanted to compete with him for the position of Minister of Revenue!
"You're government officials! How could you possibly mess up such a small matter?"
"I'm giving you a chance to redeem yourselves. Take more men and go capture that mother-in-law and daughter-in-law again!"
"If they resist the officials, you will immediately kill them by mistake with sticks. Do you understand?"
The group of officials immediately nodded and agreed in unison.
"yes!"
They immediately grabbed their weapons and charged toward the dilapidated thatched hut in a large group.
Just like last time, they kicked open the already crumbling door once again.
However, this time no one dared to covet Ah Feng's body. They raised their sticks and were about to beat her without saying a word.
Just as screams erupted inside the house, the Blood Droplets, disguised as tourists, reappeared just in time.
One of the Blood Droplets stared at them and sneered in a low voice.
"You guessed right, they really did come."
Big Tiger did not respond.
Because all of this was the emperor's consideration.
Enemies meeting are bound to be filled with hatred.
Last time, the officials only felt they had brought too few men, which is why they suffered a great loss.
But this time, they had the advantage of numbers, and they charged straight at the Blood Droplets with howling shouts.
However, it was obvious that in matters of fighting and brawling, the officials, with their rudimentary skills, were no match for the Flying Guillotine fighters.
The latter simply used stones and sticks picked up from the roadside to beat the officials to a pulp.
In less than half an incense stick's time, the group of officials knelt down again and begged for mercy.
Big Tiger chuckled coldly.
"roll!"
After driving away the officials who were about to commit violence, Da Hu stepped forward.
"Sister-in-law! They didn't hurt you, did they?"
No. Is this the only reason you came here this time?
While feeling grateful and fortunate, Ah Feng was also somewhat puzzled.
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