Eunuch's Favor: The ever-changing princess flirts with the governor

The young eunuch stood up and said, "Yes."

The rain outside was getting heavier and heavier, hitting the roof and forming a water line.

Outside the palace gate, in the rain, four men were soaked to the skin, all with solemn and ugly expressions.

They just went to the home of the Minister of Revenue Qu Mingyuan, but were turned away and refused to even see him. Not giving up, they went to the Ministry of Revenue again. This time, the other party was even more hateful. When they heard that they were soldiers from Lingxi, their attitude was extremely bad. They even mocked them, saying that all the Lingxi soldiers deserved to die.

Qian Er and his two brothers almost got into a fight with the group of people on the spot, but the other side was not afraid of their trouble at all.

This kind of fearlessness actually shows that the other party has support from the backers, or just like what the girl said, it is the people in the Ministry of Household Affairs who are bullying them.

In the end, it was the boss Zhao Mu who was calm enough to stop his angry brothers and lead them to the only way to survive that the expert girl mentioned.

He knew that the person in charge of the military troubles in Lingxi was the Nine Thousand Year Old Man of the current dynasty. It was his subordinates who exposed the military pay corruption case and killed the corrupt officials.

However, the Director of the East Factory controlled the government, disrupted the imperial order, and harmed the people. He was the greatest evil for the Dazhao court.

Normally, civil and military officials are both afraid and disgusted with him, and anyone who associates with him will be cursed by all officials.

But they were at their wits' end. He had come to Beijing once before when the military pay in Lingxi was embezzled. He had begged everyone he could, and had been humble and said all the nice things he could. However, his good friends refused to see him, and his colleagues avoided him like the plague. No one stood up for them.

Some people even reported that he had gone to the capital without permission and had evil intentions, so he was reprimanded by the imperial edict and sent back.

In the end, it was the people from the East Factory who took over the matter.

Killing corrupt officials allowed money and grain to be distributed.

No matter how I felt at the time, having food was a good thing.

Who would have thought that after the food had been distributed, something unexpected would happen.

After the grain-carrying team arrived in Beijing, he was worried, so he took his brothers to wait secretly outside the capital, intending to pick them up personally.

But something went wrong. Water was secretly added to the food delivered by the soldiers. He was very anxious and angry at the time, and he sternly asked the grain transport officer what was going on.

The grain transport officer was even more confused. If the general had not said he wanted to check, he would not have known about this at all.

So everyone speculated that someone had ambushed him in the grain storage point in Beijing.

But how could one explain a secret plot to 100,000 hungry soldiers?

Zhao Mu didn't care about anything else and he sneaked into the capital again.

I had thought that the Minister of Revenue Qu Mingyuan, after all, was an official from Lingxi, so I planned to go and say something nice to see if they could allocate some more grain, even if it was a little less.

However, he did not expect that the other party would not even meet him, but instead humiliate and scold him when he went to the Ministry of Revenue.

General Zhao Mu has once again reached a dead end. He has no other options, while his brothers are still waiting for him to return in Lingxi with empty stomachs!

He couldn't bear to watch one hundred thousand brothers starve to death, so he would do it even if he had to kneel down and beg the greatest traitor of the dynasty, even if it meant bearing eternal infamy.

Qian Er stood in the rain, getting really impatient waiting. He wiped his face and said, "We are a group of people who came to pay our respects and performed all the formalities, but he won't let us in. He made us stand in the heavy rain, soaking wet like drowned rats. What on earth does this Nine Thousand Years Old Man mean by this?"

Zhao Mu immediately glared at him, "Shut up, don't forget our purpose this time!"

Sun Bing beside him also frowned and said, "Yes, second brother, we are here to ask for help, you must control your mouth. Do you remember what the expert said just now? She said, face, dignity, and backbone. If you bring any of them out today, things will fail."

The fourth brother, Li Fang, hung his head and said viciously, "If the Ninth Prince is willing to give me food today, I would have no problem kneeling and kowtow in the rain, let alone standing in front of the door in the rain."

As he was speaking, the door opened and the young eunuch said coldly and sharply, "Please come in, everyone!"

Zhao Mu didn't care about the other party's attitude. He bowed and returned the greeting, then led his brothers through the gate.

They walked in and saw a winding corridor. After walking for a long time, they finally saw the person they wanted to meet.

The Grand Supervisor of the Imperial Household Department, who was all-powerful in the Dazhao Dynasty, was nine thousand years old.

The man sat casually in the corridor, his slender fingertips hooked on the white jade wine glass, his long legs were unrestrained, his body was lazy, he leaned against the carved fragrant wood, and drank the fine wine in a slightly tipsy state.

His appearance was so magnificent that it was simply unbelievable, but the more so, the more fearful he was, so that everyone who saw him felt terrified.

Zhao Mu only took a glance, then led his three brothers to kneel on one knee and clench their fists:

"I am Zhao Mu, I am Qian Er, I am Sun Bing, I am Li Ming,

Meet Master Chitose."

The man didn't react at all. His delicate and slightly smoked face was just admiring the rain and drinking fine wine. He asked lazily, "What do you want from me?"

Zhao Mu looked up at the man, then knelt down on his bent leg, leaned forward and kowtowed, "I came here today to ask for help, my lord."

When the three people behind him saw their eldest brother performing such a great ceremony, they looked at each other, then all knelt down and kowtowed.

"Ask me for help?" Ning Cuo smiled with his scarlet lips, and slowly turned his gorgeous and charming face. His eyes were full of unfathomable cruelty, "Did I hear you correctly?"

He is quite experienced in killing people, but this is the first time someone asks him to save someone. Interesting!

Ning Cuo waved the white jade wine glass with his fingertips and said with a playful smile, "Tell me about it!"

Zhao Mu's tense thoughts relaxed. As long as he was interested, that was good. What he feared most was that he would be kicked out of the door like those friends did.

"I beg you to allocate food to save the 100,000 soldiers in Lingxi."

Ning Cuo glanced at him and said, "As far as I know, the Ministry of Revenue had already transferred the grain three days ago. Didn't your people take the grain back?"

"Yes, the food has been transported out of the city, but today I discovered that two-thirds of the food has been soaked in water, and some has even sprouted, making it inedible."

Xiao Lezi knew what was going on as soon as he heard it.

It must have been the work of the Ministry of Revenue, because the war in Lingxi was caused by officials' embezzlement of food and salaries. The Ministry of Revenue was in charge of money and salaries, so it was implicated and naturally suffered the consequences. Then someone took revenge for personal gain.

They must have used the old trick of replacing one thing with another, first letting the other party's people inspect and accept the grain, and then replacing it with inferior goods as good ones.

Sometimes you just can't believe how some people can be so stupid and vicious that they give out the food but deliberately spoil it. Just for a little personal grudge, they can want to kill hundreds of thousands of people.

But it can be said that these soldiers were too careless. They all knew that they had to escort the food themselves, so why didn't they be more careful when handing it over to the Ministry of Revenue?

The grain has left the Ministry of Revenue and the city. The other party will definitely not recognize it, and they can only swallow their anger!