Chapter 125: The Prime Minister's Handle

The night was dark and cold, but there was an uninvited guest in Ron's marshal's mansion.

As for who it was, it is unknown, because the person who came has been keeping his head down and wrapping his whole body in a black robe, obviously not wanting to be recognized, but his status does not seem to be low, otherwise it would not be possible to be personally received by Marshal Ron.

Marshal's House, Study.

The person who came whispered a few words in front of Marshal Ron!

In the next moment, the high-ranking Marshal Ron suddenly stood up from the chair in front of the desk uncharacteristically, and even his tone seemed a little excited: "Oh, are you sure?"

"Yes, Marshal, I dare to vouch for this with my own head!" replied the man standing across from Marshal Ron, who had replied with the utmost affirmation, but although he kept his head down, the figure seemed somewhat familiar.

"Okay, good!" Marshal Ron clenched his fists, his eyes bursting with indescribable momentum, "Do you know the whereabouts of that letter and the bank note? You know, I won't make any promises to you until I get those things!"

"Of course, I know that!" the black-robed man replied respectfully: "At present, it is certain that the letter and the bill of 10 million gold coins should be in the hands of Qiu Lik, the son of the former Northern Governor, I think he should still be around the imperial capital, and it is absolutely impossible to stay away!"

Marshal Ron walked slowly to the floor-to-ceiling window and pondered for a moment, "You can make the contents of that letter clearer!"

"That letter was written by Duke Nax of the Fire Empire to Prime Minister Ronte, and it was a reply. The general content should be that Duke Nax accepted the price offered by Prime Minister Rongte and agreed to buy the ...... in his hand" As for what to buy, the black-robed man did not say, as if he was afraid.

"Prime Minister Rongte, does this old thing even want to sell this?" Marshal Ron suddenly sneered and muttered to himself: "He seems to be very short of money?"

Marshal Ron already had a good idea in his heart at this time, if this letter could fall into his hands, then the old bastard Prime Minister Rongte could be completely dead.

It's just that......

Thinking of this, Marshal Ron's gaze fell on the informant in front of him again. How much can I believe his words?

"Batov!"

A moment later, Marshal Ron's loud voice suddenly rang out in the study.

In the next second, the door of the study was pushed open, and a man who looked like an officer walked in and gave a solemn military salute, "Captain Batov reports to His Excellency the Marshal!"

"Inform the commander of the Shanhai Fortress and let him secretly set up checkpoints on the various main roads leading to the Fire Empire, arrest Qiulik, and in addition, order you to lead your troops to search for Qiulik's whereabouts around the imperial capital in civilian clothes, once he is found, whether he lives or dies, but you must get the letters and bills he holds, and if necessary, I will ask the Northern Governor to send troops to support you!"

"Yes!"

After giving another military salute, Captain Batov withdrew.

"You can leave too!" Marshal Ron's gaze fell on the informant again, and he said a little calmly.

"That ......" The high-density man seemed to want something, but there was something difficult to say.

"I'll have someone send 100,000 gold coins to your house first. A sneer suddenly appeared on the corner of Marshal Ron's mouth, but he didn't embarrass the person in front of him, after all, he might be able to use it in the future.

"Marshal Xie, then I will take my leave!" the informant immediately bowed happily, then turned and left.

There was silence in the study.

Marshal Ron turned to look out the window at the night, and after thinking for a moment, his eyes were suddenly full of murderous intent, "That's really embarrassing, Prime Minister, I think your wedding banquet is probably going to be in vain, hehe!" After laughing, he cleared his throat, turned around again and shouted outside the study: "Mozart!"

"Your Excellency Marshal, did you call me?" a burly middle-aged officer suddenly pushed the door open and walked in.

I saw that his face was full of beard, his nose was as big as a bullfight, and in his fat lips, a huge gold front tooth glittered in the sun. His name was Mozart, and he was a commander who had served as commander of the regular troops in the Tempest Corps, and had also participated in the war eighteen years earlier, but was now left behind by Field Marshal Ron for his mistreatment and murder of his subordinates.

To put it more closely, he was still a little related to Field Marshal Ron, which is why he was not court-martialed.

"Come and sit down!" Marshal Ron politely beckoned Mozart to sit down.

Although Mozart had a violent temper, he was more loyal to Field Marshal Ron than anyone else.

"Do you remember what I told you this afternoon?" Marshal Ron talked to Mozart for a long time in the afternoon about becoming the commander of the guard under the Northern Governor, and warned Mozart to be appropriately restrained and not to act excessively.

"I remember!" Mozart nodded.

"That's good, by the way, pay more attention lately, and see if the Northern Governor is tracking down Qiulik?" Speaking of this, the marshal paused for a moment, because he suddenly remembered that Hua Long, the Northern Governor, was just a puppet ornament with nothing to do, and it was impossible for Prime Minister Rong Te to entrust him with such an important task.

Thinking of this, Marshal Ron immediately changed his words and said: "The Northern Governor doesn't have to worry too much, you can mainly pay attention to the other two commanders!"

Marshal Ron was not as convinced of Hua Long's unbearability as Prime Minister Ron, but at least he didn't have any doubts for now, and in his opinion, it was better to target the other two commanders than to pay attention to Hua Long.

"Yes!"

After some more secret discussions, Mozart got up and left.

However, when the front foot walked out of the study, and the back foot was out of the corridor, Mozart muttered impatiently: "Can a little kid who only knows how to plant trees and flowers make me do anything excessive?"

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At the same time, the carriage carrying Hua Long and Tarex soon drove into the imperial capital and stopped in front of the Northern Governor's Mansion.

Although Hua Long will only officially take up the post of Northern Governor tomorrow, in the sense of the law, from the moment His Majesty the Emperor's edict was issued, he was already the Northern Governor, so it was naturally no problem to arrange his staff member Tarex to live in the Northern Governor's Mansion, so he came to the Northern Governor's Mansion at this time.

It's just that what makes Hua Long strange is that after getting out of the carriage, he and Tarex went all the way from the main gate of the Northern Governor's Mansion through the front yard until they entered the backyard, and no one in the huge Northern Governor's Mansion came out to say hello, let alone come out to stop them, this situation is obviously not right, after all, this is the dignified Northern Governor's Mansion of the Cold Moon Empire, and there are usually hundreds of guards alone, but at this time, they didn't see any of them, what the hell is this?

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