Chapter 401: Changed into a suit and entered the palace
Zhao Jin returned to the Ministry of War, but there was only one person left in the room where the Minister of War had his office.
After finishing most of the matters at hand, Zhao Jin raised his head and glanced at the empty space next to him inadvertently.
The position of Minister of War is really troubled.
He shook his head, collected his thoughts, and continued to handle the official duties at hand.
After all, he is the only minister of the Ministry of War now, and the Minister of the Ministry of War is about to retire. The amount of official business piled up on this table is almost more than Zhao Jin's head!
After the sky got dark, Zhao Jin threw away the pen in his hand. Only a thin layer of the notebook on the left was left, while the one on the right was larger than Zhao Jin's head.
"Huh!" He exhaled a long breath, rested for a while, flipped through the notebook on the left, and after confirming that it was just some unimportant things, he immediately got up and returned home.
After Takeda sent Zhao Jin to the palace today, Zhao Jin asked him to go back, and even asked people not to come to pick him up.
The Ministry of War was not far from the Duke's Mansion, and Zhao Jin wanted to take a walk.
Although the sky is getting dark, the market is still very lively.
There were shouts and cries, children's play, and cheers from the sideshow.
It's noisy and full of people.
Zhao Jin likes this environment very much.
"Zhao Jin!"
A shout came from behind, Zhao Jin stopped and turned around to take a look.
Zhao Xingzhi was walking over quickly.
"Your Highness?"
Zhao Xingzhi walked up to Zhao Jin and put his hand directly on his shoulder, "Where have you been these past few days? You are nowhere to be seen."
The two walked forward side by side. Zhao Jin smiled and said somewhat helplessly: "The Ministry of War has accumulated a lot of affairs, and I am the only assistant minister left. It has been very busy these days."
Thinking about the past, Zhao Jin couldn't help but laugh at those who volunteered to work overtime.
Now that it's my turn, I really can't even laugh.
Zhao Xingzhi patted his shoulder with some sympathy, "Then you will be busy."
"Hey, by the way, is the case of private salt production settled like this?" Zhao Xingzhi leaned over and asked in a low voice: "But where did the private salt go? Isn't there still no conclusion yet?"
"Why is there no conclusion? Hasn't Your Majesty closed the case?"
Zhao Jin said leisurely: "They took the private salt and sold it elsewhere."
Zhao Xingzhi chuckled lightly, "This statement is good for fooling those who don't know the situation and those who are not very smart. Do you think I will believe it?"
"Your Majesty, since Your Majesty wants to close the case with this statement, even if it is investigated, it will be a secret matter."
Zhao Xingzhi narrowed his eyes slightly and heard Zhao Jin's hidden message, "Okay, I won't ask any more questions."
After the two of them calmed down, Zhao Jin looked a little hesitant and even slowed down involuntarily.
"It's rare to see the Duke of Guo's expression like this. If you have anything to say, just tell me."
Zhao Jin licked his lips and frowned slightly, "Concubine Shu's matter..."
As soon as Zhao Jin said four syllables, Zhao Xingzhi's face darkened, making Zhao Jin wonder whether he should continue speaking.
This is almost the biggest knot between him and Zhao Xingzhi.
"I know what you want to say." Zhao Xingzhi released his hand on Zhao Jin's shoulder and looked a little deeply, "I can't blame you for this matter, and I can't blame Mrs. Ning."
There was a bitter taste on the tip of Zhao Xingzhi's tongue, and his chest felt as if it was blocked, feeling tight and uncomfortable.
Just remember that the mother-in-law is just a substitute in the eyes of the father, and even in order to gain the favor of the father, she has to learn from another person.
So much so that I have now turned myself into this state.
Doesn’t Zhao Xingzhi hate it? Of course he does.
But he clearly knows who he should hate.
Zhao Jin and Mrs. Ning are nothing more than victims.
The real murderer, the one he should hate the most, is Zhao Qian.
After hearing Zhao Xingzhi's words, Zhao Jin finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Zhao Jin." Zhao Xingzhi's tone was a little solemn, "Don't think that my father is so kind to you now and values you so much. In the final analysis, it is just the guilt in his heart."
"What happened to the evil ghost back then? He knew you were his son and could just abandon you."
Zhao Xingzhi snorted heavily, "In his eyes, no one is more important than him."
"I know." Zhao Jin relaxed his eyebrows and smiled.
"The ones who need to be most careful should be you and Concubine Shu."
Zhao Jin thought for a while and whispered: "Concubine Shu has..."
He hesitated for a moment, and three words rolled out of his throat, "Crazy."
"She is now obsessed with Zhao Qian's love. Instead of persuading her to look away, or saying some other big truth, it is better to let her see Zhao Qian's cold heart."
"Let go of Zhao Qian completely and come out of here."
Although the last meeting between Zhao Jin and Concubine Shu was not pleasant, although Concubine Shu was hateful, she was really too pitiful.
He has regarded Zhao Xingzhi as a friend. No matter how unpleasant the relationship between Zhao Xingzhi and Shu Fei is, the relationship between mother and son is not shallow, and Zhao Jin also wants to help.
"I know."
Hearing the concern in Zhao Jin's words, Zhao Xingzhi's expression improved a lot. He patted Zhao Jin on the shoulder and said, "Don't think too much."
Zhao Jin smiled and said, "Don't worry."
Mother is fine now, so why should he think too much.
As for Zhao Qian, he has never regarded him as his father, and he will not make himself troubled by it.
…
In the evening, Zhao Jin changed into regular clothes and entered the palace.
"I see your Majesty."
Zhao Gan turned his back to Zhao Jin and said, "Get up."
After Zhao Jin stood up, he said nothing and stood behind Zhao Gan, watching him play with a token.
"Is this method really useful?"
Zhao Jin nodded slightly, "Although Wang Xikang has already recruited him, we only know that the prince, the eldest prince, is responsible for the whereabouts of the private salt, but the details are not clear."
"But it's too difficult to start from the eldest prince. On the contrary, it's easier to convince him from the seventh prince."
Zhao Qian suddenly handed the token in his hand to Shou Quan after a moment.
Shouquan took the token and presented it to Zhao Jin.
Zhao Jin held the token and raised his hand to Zhao Qian, "Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Go, I hope something can come to light tonight." Zhao Qian's eyes fell on a certain place, and his voice was mixed with emotion and anger.
Zhao Jin thought to himself, no matter what, Zhao Qian must not be in a good mood these days.
After bowing, Zhao Jin left.
He went directly to the place where the Seventh Prince was imprisoned, which was another cold palace in the palace.
After Zhao Jin approached Leng Palace, the guard on guard immediately stopped him, "Stop! Who are you and what are you doing here?"
The guard glanced at Zhao Jin's uniform, his eyes alert.
Zhao Jin took out Zhao Qian's token from his arms.
After seeing clearly, the guard immediately took a step back with a smile on his face, "It turns out that I came here on His Majesty's order."
"The Seventh Prince is inside, do you want to lead the way?"
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