If ten taels of gold are exciting enough, then twenty taels of gold are enough to drive people crazy.

These hooligans now only have the word "yellow" in their eyes.

"I am a good fighter, but why do you need so many fighters? You can't be a security guard, right?"

A younger-looking man asked.

The prime minister originally just wanted to escape from the predicament, but he was also very clear that the people in front of him were not all fools. If he could not give a reasonable reason, these people would not believe that he could come up with twenty taels of gold.

So the Prime Minister showed a mysterious smile on his face, and then said to these people in an ambiguous way: "My master has some businesses in the capital, and these businesses naturally need some people with superb martial arts. It is said that the guards from ordinary decent families are too rigid and stubborn, and they are not as flexible as you heroes!"

After the Prime Minister said this, all the gangsters who came to block the way were no longer the same as before.

After all, the prime minister has been a veteran for many years and is very clear about the weaknesses of people like this.

For the prime minister, as long as he is willing to coax you, he will naturally be able to say a lot of things.

These ruffians now completely believe what the Prime Minister said.

Then they began to look at each other with hostility, because they now knew very well that they were each other's strongest competitors.

Seeing the current situation, the Prime Minister finally felt a little relieved.

At the same time, the prime minister's resentment towards Zhao Ji deepened.

If Zhao Ji hadn't been searching for me everywhere with great fanfare, how could I have been hiding until now?

"Then what can you, an old man, tell us about what it means to be able to fight? What kind of performance would be worthy of your master's money?"

The prime minister hadn't even begun to curse Zhao Ji in his heart when his attention was diverted by these people's words.

These people were still blocking the yard, and the prime minister had no choice but to cheer himself up and continue to deal with them.

"Since you are the only ones who have found this courtyard so far, let's pick the most powerful one among you!"

"I don't care about the process, I only care about the final result. That is to say, if there is only one person left standing, I will give the twenty taels of gold my master gave me to this hero. Then this hero can become my master's subordinate, and then naturally the monthly salary will be very generous!"

The prime minister knew very well that once he said this, there would be only one person left in the yard.

That's human nature.

Sure enough, after the prime minister said this, he pretended not to care and went back into the house. Soon, sounds of insults and fighting were heard in the courtyard.

Gradually, some screams began to be heard.

The prime minister took this opportunity to pack up all his things in the yard. He had to take this opportunity to escape.

The former prime minister was high and mighty, so he naturally had no shortage of the twenty taels of gold, and he naturally looked down on these street thugs in the village alleys.

But the current prime minister did not have that much silver on him because he had escaped suddenly, and what’s more, he was surrounded by these gangsters, which made things even more difficult for him.

If money is exposed, who can guarantee that these hooligans will not rob you directly?

So while they were fighting outside, the Prime Minister decided to slip away through the back door.

Today's prime minister is indeed like a rat hiding in the gutter, never able to see the sun.

But the Prime Minister never gave up. If he was going to live like this for the rest of his life, he would not have had to escape from Zhao Ji's hands in the first place.

On the other side, Zhao Ji was also in a state of panic, and his situation was not that relaxed either.

The emperor's health is getting worse and worse, and it seems that this will happen in the next two days.

But now in the court, the candidate for the crown prince has not been decided, the third prince has escaped again, and the youngest prince is silent all day long, immersed in his own world and unable to extricate himself.

The second reason is that although the situation on the southern Xinjiang battlefield has improved, it has not been completely reversed.

The two things were like heavy mountains, all weighing on Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji threw the pen on the table and rubbed his brows tiredly: "Really, I don't know if I am the emperor or someone else is the emperor? I am the one who is busy with all kinds of affairs every day!"

Although Zhao Ji said this, he did not just walk away. In fact, he kept reviewing memorials and discussing matters with the ministers during this period.

He also felt the flattery of these ministers and the respectful looks from others.

Zhao Ji was actually a little bit elated.

"So this is the taste of power, so this is the feeling of being the best. No wonder everyone wants to be the emperor. When the whole world belongs to you, what can't you do?"

Zhao Ji was thinking so that night, and for the first time, an unknown light ignited in his eyes.

Now Zhao Ji has placed the queen and other people under house arrest in the harem, and basically does not allow them to come out.

It would have been fine if it was just a short period of time, but now that it has been a long time, the Queen and the others are not as obedient as before.

That day, a eunuch hurried to Zhao Ji, and the ordinary girl knelt on the ground: "Report to the Lord, the Queen has hanged herself!"

When these words came out, Zhao Ji's eyes widened: "Why don't you send someone to rescue him!"

The young eunuch said quickly, "Fortunately, the eunuchs and guards found out in time and have asked the palace maids to rescue the person. But the Queen is not in a good condition now. She seems to be crazy. We servants cannot make the decision on this matter. I'm afraid it's up to you, Master Seal Holder, to make the decision!"

When Zhao Ji heard that the person had been rescued, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then began to wonder in his heart whether this was a play written and directed by the queen herself.

At the same time, Zhao Ji knew very well that it was impossible not to go to the Queen.

Fortunately, Zhao Ji had nothing to do at the moment, so he followed the eunuch to the palace where the queen and others were.

As soon as I entered the palace, I saw the crowded concubines, all of whom seemed to be peeking out from outside the main hall.

Zhao Ji originally drove all these people here for the convenience of centralized management.

But now I vaguely feel that something is not right.

At least why are there so many people coming to watch the fun at this time?

What if the queen didn't want to die, but was angered by the concubines' gossip when they were watching the fun, and then she couldn't get over it anymore? What should we do?