Zhao Yu stood outside the Yongshou Palace with his hands down, and after more than half an hour, a side door in the main hall of the Yongshou Palace opened, and an acquaintance came out.

"Zhao Zhen Fu envoy, Your Majesty announced that you have come to see ......"

Zhao Jingzhong came to the steps outside the door, looked condescendingly at Zhao Yu who was standing with his hands down, and couldn't help but feel a little emotion in his heart.

He and Zhao Yuming were okay on the surface, but both of them knew that they were already undying enemies.

But aside from these, Zhao Jingzhong still couldn't help but admire this guy with eye circles.

A hundred days ago, he was just a small hundred households that he could handle at will, but in less than three months, he was already able to stand outside the Yongshou Palace.

He entered the palace as a eunuch since he was a child, and he was lucky, on the way to the washing room of the divided king, he met Wei Zhongxian, who had already gained power, and he made steady progress all the way, and achieved the position of the master of ceremonies and the pen.

But even so, it took him twelve years from entering the palace to the outside of the Yongshou Palace!

Zhao Yu got up and came to the top of the steps, but he did not enter the Yongshou Palace immediately, but waited for Zhao Jingzhong to come to the door of the main hall again, and made another sound towards the palace.

After the emperor nodded, the eunuch on duty in the palace would open the palace door.

When the door of the Yongshou Palace opened, Zhao Yu bowed his head and walked into the hall quickly according to what the Fengli Dao had taught him before.

"Huh?!"

The moment he just stepped into the dragon threshold, Zhao Yu, who had lowered his head, frowned suddenly.

Just now, the moment his footsteps fell into the Eternal Life Palace, Zhao Yu obviously noticed that at least three auras enveloped him!

The sense of oppression given to Zhao Yu by these three breaths was heavier than any of the masters of the rivers and lakes he had encountered before.

Rao is based on his current internal strength cultivation, and he feels that after entering the Yongshou Palace, the energy rotation has become stagnant.

After being frightened, Zhao Yu calmed down.

Anyway, the person sitting above is also the Ninety-Five Supreme of Daqian, how can there not be a few masters who have cultivated to the heavens to protect him?

It's just that what makes Zhao Yu a little uneasy is that even if the emperor really wants to kill himself, the things he prepared before coming can play a very effective role under the gaze of this kind of master.

"Minister, Jinyi Weibei Sizhen ......"

"Excuse me!"

Zhao Yu came to ten steps away from the green gauze dragon tent, took off his clothes and bowed, and shouted long live according to the wind knife sect, but he didn't want to be interrupted by the emperor in the dragon tent.

“……”

On the way here, Zhao Yu, who has been reviewing the rules taught by the wind knife, is somewhat aggrieved at the moment.

Before he could say a few words, he was forced back by the one in the dragon tent.

For a while, Zhao Yu, who saw this kind of big scene for the first time, was somewhat at a loss.

And the emperor in the dragon tent had nothing to do except say 'exempt'.

Standing on the steps of Kowloon, Zhao Jingzhong and Fengli Dao, who were standing on both sides of the green gauze tent with their hands down, also did not say a word.

Except for the occasional crisp sound of copper chimes in the green gauze dragon tent, the entire Yongshou Hall was a little silent.

The previous three breaths were still shrouded in Zhao Yu's body, which made Zhao Yu's heart involuntarily irritable.

After an hour or so, just when Zhao Yu couldn't help but want to play with his life, there was finally movement in the dragon tent.

"Zhao Yu, do you know why I summoned you here?"

The emperor in the dragon tent put down the hammer in his hand, picked up a jade ruyi beside him with one hand, lifted the corner of the dragon tent, and asked in a calm tone.

"Your Majesty is stupid, please make it clear to your Majesty ......"

Zhao Yu pretended to be a grandson, and scolded in his heart.

You summoned Lao Tzu here in a special manner, but asked Lao Tzu about it?

What's wrong with the water in the brain?!

"I came to ask you, the nine porridge factories outside the capital, but you set them up?"

When the emperor's words fell, Fengli Dao, who was standing on the side of the dragon tent, subconsciously wanted to give Imperial Envoy Zhao a look.

But at this moment, Zhao Yu lowered his head, and he couldn't see the movement of the wind knife at all.

"Back to Your Majesty, it was set up by the minister!"

Zhao Yu, whose patience had already been polished away, subconsciously said it.

However, after the words were spoken, Zhao Yu suddenly reacted.

Nine porridge factories have been giving porridge for more than ten consecutive days, and the grain and rice involved are more than hundreds of thousands of stones?

What Zhao Yu's purpose or his original intention was, it didn't really matter to the emperor.

The important thing is, you guy, who has been promoted to the Beisi town envoy for less than three months, where did you get these things?

Listening to Zhao Yu's answer, Fenglidao's face changed, and Zhao Jingzhong, who was standing on the other side, had a hint of joy on his face.

After all, Zhao Yu is only from a small hundred households with no real power like the Inspection Division, how can he figure out the emperor's thoughts?

Do good to save the people?

For the emperor, this is not a matter at all.

As an emperor, what he values more is how the current Zhao Yu has amassed so much private wealth!

"Oh?"

The emperor stretched out the jade ruyi again, lifted the dragon tent, looked at Zhao Yu under the steps of the Nine Dragons, and asked: "You have been promoted to the envoy of the Beisi Town for more than a month, and your family has been in the Jinyi Inspection Department for three generations, and there are no solid people in the ancestors, how can you get your hands on this lot of grain and rice to help the people?" ”

"Don't prevaricate with the words that fool Liu Jin's stupid slave maid, An Jianqing can't get so much grain and rice!"

Without waiting for Zhao Yu to speak, the emperor in the dragon tent said again.

Listening to the emperor's words, Zhao Yu's heart moved slightly.

Now it is said that the emperor is blind, and everything is controlled by Wei Zhongxian.

It can be seen from these simple words just now that this emperor is definitely not the kind of stupid fool in the eyes of everyone.

There are nine cold days outside, but there are countless earth dragons under this Yongshou Palace, and the palace is as warm as spring.

But at this moment, the wind knife standing on the side had a cold sweat on his forehead.

The emperor's speech seemed to be light-hearted, but he drove Zhao Yu to his death step by step.

"Your Majesty Shengming, the nine porridge factories set up by your subordinates outside the capital, and the grain and rice required are all ......"

Everyone in the hall pricked up their ears, especially Zhao Jingzhong, he wanted to see how Zhao Yu escaped today!

"Say!!"

Seeing Zhao Yu twisting and pinching, the emperor in the dragon tent seemed to be a little angry, and his tone of voice was much colder than before.

"Yes!"

Zhao Yu nodded, and then his mind moved, and his mind sank into the system backpack, locking the seven or eight wind and thunder beads, and then he gritted his teeth and said: "Back to Your Majesty, those grains and rice were all stolen from the Yuquan granary!" ”

Steal?!

Not to mention Zhao Jingzhong, even the emperor in the dragon tent couldn't react for a moment.

The dignified envoy of the North Division actually said such a thing as 'stealing' in front of the emperor!

"Hahaha......"

Zhao Yu was ready to die and the net was broken, but he didn't want to wait a moment later, there was a hearty laugh from the dragon tent.