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After Lin Ruhai, the Minister of Civil Affairs, left, Zhang Tuizhi, the Minister of Hubu, stepped forward to talk to Zhao Wujiang.

When Lin Ruhai was talking to Zhao Wujiang just now, he did not hide his voice. After all, the several ministers walking together have been officials for many years, and many things have become commonplace, and the content of the conversation can be roughly guessed.

Zhang Tuizhi, on the other hand, smiled and asked several colleagues to leave. When only he and Zhao Wujiang were left, he spoke:

"Master Zhao is deeply favored by the emperor, which makes me envious..."

"Master Zhang, if you have something to say, you can say it directly." Zhao Wujiang said with a faint smile. In his eyes, Zhang Tuizhi, the Minister of Household Affairs, is 90% bad guy.

He would not forget to track the medicinal materials resold by Tai Hospital to the dock, where he discovered the figures of officials from the Ministry of Revenue.

Just like the warehouse manager Wang Youcai reselling medicinal materials, it is impossible for him to dare to do whatever he wants without the support of the big boss in his department.

Therefore, the people who colluded with Taiyuan Hospital are almost the same as the Minister of the Ministry of Finance.

"I have known Chen Anbang for many years. I made some mistakes when I was young, and Chen Anbang knew about them." The Minister of Household Affairs considered the words:

"I'm worried that he has something in mind and leaves some evidence..."

Zhao Wujiang nodded and said seriously:

"You made a mistake when you were young and ignorant. I believe that even if the emperor knew about it, he would not blame you."

"Hey, hey, Mr. Zhao, I am now the Minister of the Ministry of Finance, and I am already a third-rank official in the court. Some of my mistakes are enough to ruin my reputation and make my colleagues laugh." A look of stiff flattery appeared on the face of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue:

"Every bustle in the world is for profit, and all the hustle and bustle in the world is for profit. Mr. Zhao has a price. If Chen Anbang really has evidence to frame me, you can hand him over to me. The price is easy to negotiate."

"One hundred thousand taels of silver!" Zhao Wujiang's eyes were deep.

"Oh..." Shangshu of the Ministry of Finance couldn't help but smile, and then stared at Zhao Wujiang's cheek:

"Easy to say.

But if there are evidence related to other people, Mr. Zhao, you have to give them to me as well."

Zhao Wujiang shook his head and laughed, his laughter full of sarcasm and anger. He pursed his lips:

"Well, one hundred thousand taels of silver, how about that?

It seems that Mr. Zhang has earned a lot of money over the years."

"One hundred thousand taels, I'm the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, what can't I get out of it? Do you think I'm lying to you?" Zhang Tuizhi didn't know why, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and decided that Zhao Wujiang didn't agree, so he added more money.

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"No, no, no, of course I can trust you, Mr. Zhang." Zhao Wujiang shook his head, raised his eyebrows and smiled:

"I just want to ask Mr. Zhang a question."

"But it doesn't matter." Zhang Tuizhi carried it with one hand.

Zhao Wujiang’s voice was hoarse:

"Why couldn't the Ministry of Household Affairs raise any money during the great disaster in Yunzhou?"

Zhang Tuizhi's heart skipped a beat. He looked into Zhao Wujiang's eyes and found that Zhao Wujiang's eyes were unusually deep. He swallowed.

"One hundred thousand taels of silver, easy to talk about!

But that day in the meeting hall, it was about the lives of hundreds of thousands of people in the Yunzhou disaster, and that’s not what Mr. Zhang said."

Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice, word by word:

"Starving people everywhere, mourning thousands of miles away..."

"Zhao Wujiang, who are you?" Zhang Tuizhi's eyes darkened as he listened to Zhao Wujiang's words:

"You are a secretary, and I have been the Minister of Household Affairs for many years. You don't need to be criticized by outsiders for what you should do.

You are still young and have only been in this officialdom for a month or two, so you won't understand many things.

It's a good thing to be young and energetic, but you have to know that this world is not black and white.

Now that you have money to make, make it first, otherwise you may not have this opportunity in the future..."

"That's right." Zhao Wujiang rubbed his fingers:

"Five hundred thousand taels."

Zhang Tuizhi's face turned completely gloomy, and he said coldly:

"Zhao Wujiang, those who know the current affairs are heroes. Don't be ignorant of good and evil!

Lin Ruhai, the third-rank official minister, has a deep foundation in the government for many years, and I can't touch it.

But you, what are you?

There’s no telling if there’s anything I care about in the Chen family. Even if there is, do you think you can use this to do something to me?

What an idiot!"

"There is no one in this court whom I cannot afford to offend, Zhang Tuizhi. There are only people who I do not want to offend for the time being!" Zhang Tuizhi placed his fingers heavily on Zhao Wujiang's shoulders, pushing him back.

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"And if you offend me, you will die without a burial place!"

"It seems that our transaction failed." Zhao Wujiang turned over his left hand, and a silver needle appeared in his hand. With his right hand, he grasped Zhang Tuizhi's wrist and pointed arrogantly at his wrist. With his left hand, he pushed the silver needle along the gap between Zhang Tuizhi's index finger.

One thrust.

"Ah!" Zhang Tuizhi let out a heart-rending roar. The silver needle had completely submerged into his left index finger. There was not much blood, but the severe pain was something he had never experienced in his life.

He wanted to break free, but Zhao Wujiang's right hand clamped his left hand tightly, making it impossible for him to break free. He could only continue to endure severe pain. He began to regret why he said such cruel words.
Chapter completed!