Reborn in the Water Margin as emperor, built tanks to level the world

As soon as Zhao Ji finished speaking, that kind of Jin suddenly stopped and stopped moving forward.

A pair of pretty eyes were fixed on Zhao Ji.

He only looked at Zhao Ji, and his heart went crazy:

"Oh, it's just a joke or two, is that all?"

"Oh, by the way, our bet will end soon."

"When Coach Lin returns, don't forget what we agreed before."

At this moment, Zhong Sijin was really anxious, angry, ashamed, and annoyed.

As she clenched her silver teeth, she just wanted to go forward and bite the evil-smiling Zhao Ji in front of her a few times to relieve her anger.

At the end, she stomped her feet lightly, turned around and walked towards Zhongfu, not intending to return to the palace with him.

Zhao Ji looked at his sister-in-law's angrily leaving figure with both helplessness and expectation in her heart.

……

In Taiwei's mansion.

Inside the library.

At this time, Gao Qiu was sitting upright on the Taishi chair, sipping tea leisurely.

The generals under his command responsible for capturing Lu Zhishen have been sent out for nearly half an hour, but until now, there is no news of their return.

Gradually, I became a little anxious.

But after a while, the arrival of a messenger made the anxiety and helplessness in his heart instantly turn into a sky-high anger:

"You bunch of losers, trash!"

"Hundreds of soldiers surrounded that monk, but he was allowed to escape?"

"The imperial court spends so much money every month to support trash like you, but what's the use?"

"Search!"

"Send more people to search!"

"If you can't find it in the city, go and look for it outside the city. No matter what, you must capture the fat monk who rescued Lin Chong!"

After Gao Qiu vented his anger on the messenger, he waved his hand impatiently:

"Get out of here!"

"If you can't find the whereabouts of that fat monk again, you can bring me to see him!"

After the messenger left, Gao Qiu locked himself in the study alone.

The thoughts in my heart are as chaotic and complicated as the snowflakes outside the window now.

Since the fat monk was able to let Lin Chong go regardless of the risk, I guess the relationship between the two must be quite deep.

If I can take this opportunity to catch the fat monk, am I still afraid that I won't be able to catch Lin Chong?

Right now, I have already fallen out with Lin Chong. If I can't catch him as soon as possible or kill him completely...

If one day, Lin Chong meets me, how can he let me go?

The more Gao Qiu thought about it, the deeper his frown deepened.

Just when he wanted to summon Marquis Yu from the mansion to formulate a vicious plan to kill Lin Chong.

Then someone knocked on the door again.

The look on Gao Qiu's face was startled, and then he felt happy in his heart.

But when he quickly walked to the door and opened the door.

The news brought to him by the person outside the door made the smile on his face disappear.

Because the people outside the door did not bring him any news about the fat monk or Lin Chong, they just told him some about Zhao Ji's recent movements.

Gao Qiu actually didn't care much about these.

But there was nothing he could do, but Cai Jing kept asking him to do this.

After casually swatting away the spy, Gao Qiu put on his travel clothes.

He hurriedly left the Taiwei Mansion and went straight to Cai Jing's residence.

……

It's still the same spacious house full of sandalwood.

It was still the same two people, sitting on both sides of the chessboard and playing chess leisurely.

But today's topic has changed a little bit.

Cai Jing held a black chess piece between his index and middle fingers and threw it on the chessboard. It never fell down for a long time:

"You said that the official family has gone to Zhong Wanrong's place several times in recent days, right?"

Gao Qiu, who was sitting opposite, nodded frequently and replied:

"Indeed."

"Does this official really want to release that kind of teaching from Dali Temple?"

Cai Jing's eyes narrowed, and a cold and deep smile gradually appeared at the corner of his mouth:

"It doesn't matter if you want it or not."

"As long as the veteran officials of our faction unite as one, we will kill those disobedient teachers."

"If the officials want to release it, it will be extremely difficult."

"And our ancestors in the Song Dynasty already had the allusion that Chen Qiao rebelled and wore imperial robes."

"I don't believe it. With the jealousy of the old officials of our faction, the officials will not be afraid?"

"If he is afraid, then it is almost impossible to change the matter."

"When the time comes, let's work harder together and talk loudly about the dangers of having military commanders with too much power and vast numbers of soldiers."

"When the time comes, I won't be afraid that the officials will not give orders to take the cultivator out of Dali Temple and behead him in public."

"No matter how beautiful, gentle, and virtuous she is, she will still be a woman in the end."

"How could there be such a strategy as ours?"

"So, there is nothing to be afraid of or worry about."

"Besides, is there anything else going on?"

Gao Qiu randomly took a white piece from the chess box and placed it on the chessboard:

"In addition, the officials seem to want to help the victims who froze and starved to death due to the snowstorm in the northeast."

"A few days ago, we just recruited Su Yuanjing into the palace."

"I wonder what the official's decree was for Su Yuanjing?"

As soon as Gao Qiu finished speaking, Cai Jing burst into laughter.

That smile was truly brilliant.

When his smile gradually slowed down, Cai Jingfang shook his head frequently and said:

"No matter how officials want to provide disaster relief, the first condition is to have money."

"I'm afraid you know better than me how much silver we still have in the Song Dynasty's treasury."

"Such a sum of silver is not to mention disaster relief. I'm afraid I won't be able to pay out my salary next month, right?"

"But there's nothing to worry about. If that's the case then, the worst case scenario is that we can jointly submit a letter and implore the officials to increase more taxes from inside and outside the capital."

"In this case, are we still afraid that we will not receive our monthly salary?"

"As for things like disaster relief, let the officials have the headache."

"As far as we are concerned, what does it matter if thousands of mere civilians die?"

"Is there anything else?"

Gao Qiu clenched the white pieces in his fist tightly, his eyelids drooped slightly and his brows furrowed.

After thinking about it for a long time, I just came up with this sentence:

"Furthermore, the officials met Shen Kuo, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, in Gen Yue a few days ago."

"The two of them had a very good chat."

"I wonder if this news will be useful to the Grand Master?"

Cai Jing stroked the beard on his chin confidently and looked calm:

"What's there to say about things like this?"

"It's just that the officials want Shen Kuo to help him complete Gen Yue as soon as possible."

"As for the two having a very happy conversation, they naturally talked about some details, which made the officials happy."

"Small things, just small things."