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Shangshu Province, six ministries, Hubu palace.
Liu Wanshan, a member of the Ministry of Household Affairs, is sorting out various documents.
Things at Honglu Temple were almost busy, and he still needed to catch up on his own work.
"Have you heard? The Emperor rewarded Zhao Wujiang with Xingqingyuan..."
"What? Is this serious?"
"I just came back from Lord Shangshu. Lord Shangshu didn't look very good, so he mentioned this matter!"
"That shouldn't be false. After all, for this kind of thing, we have to go through the procedures and so on..."
"..."
Liu Wanshan's eyes widened for a moment as he listened to the chatter of his colleagues beside him.
His nephew Liu Mang offended Zhao Wujiang and wrote an IOU, but Zhao Wujiang had been living in the palace and had no time or means to give the nine thousand taels of gold to Zhao Wujiang.
This matter has always been like a thorn in his heart. The more favored Zhao Wujiang is, the more worried he is about Zhao Wujiang settling the score.
Now that he heard that the emperor had rewarded Zhao Wujiang with the Xingqing Palace, he further confirmed his suspicions and was determined to please Zhao Wujiang.
Although Liu Wanshan has some power, he has worked hard in the Ministry of Revenue for many years and has never been promoted. For many years, he has been an outsider. There are many people who want to take advantage of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, so he has no chance at all. But now he seems to have seen the light. Why do you want to curry favor with the Minister of the Ministry of Finance?
Isn’t it the same as fawning over Zhao Wujiang?
He was determined in his mind, and after sorting out the manuscripts, he rushed out of Shangshu Province in a hurry.
He was going to inform his nephew, prepare gifts and gold, and go to visit him.
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Ministry of War.
"boom!"
Chen Anbang, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, slammed the table, and the pen and ink poured down and spread all over the table.
He had just received the news that Zhao Wujiang was rewarded with Xingqingyuan, and he was furious at this time.
He knew in his heart that he and Zhao Wujiang were at odds with each other. The more favored Zhao Wujiang was, the more dangerous he would be.
No, we can't let Zhao Wujiang crawl anymore. Although he is a small harem manager now, he will not be able to protect his power in the future. I have to find a way to get rid of him!
Chen Anbang's eyes were filled with murderous intent, and his long beard and beard were trembling continuously.
After a while, he stood up with a gloomy expression.
"I am the Minister of the Ministry of War. Naturally, I cannot blatantly attack Zhao Wujiang directly, but others can!"
Chen Anbang thought of a candidate.
The Dijiao Gang!
The Dijiao Gang has never failed to kill anyone. How could it be so easy to kill Zhao Wujiang?
"It just costs more money, but as long as we can kill Zhao Wujiang, it's all worth it!"
Chen Anbang's heart surged, and he smiled coldly.
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Zhao Wujiang and Jia Ersan walked slowly on the palace road and walked out of the palace.
The empress rewarded him with a large mansion as he wished, called Xingqingyuan. I heard it was the residence of a previous prince in Kyoto.
"Er San, what's the origin of this Xingqingyuan?"
"Reporting to your lord, Xingqingyuan is the residence given to His Royal Highness King Xiaoyao by the late emperor. After the emperor ascended the throne and King Xiaoyao left the capital, Xingqingyuan became idle." Jia Ersan answered respectfully with kind eyes and kind eyebrows.
"Then the emperor gave me a reward. Are you not afraid that King Xiaoyao will come back?" Zhao Wujiang was confused.
"My lord, you don't know something now." Jia Ersan chuckled and said:
"According to the laws of Daxia, the elder princes of the royal family must leave the capital after the new emperor ascends the throne. They cannot return to the capital without an edict!"
Well... Xuanyuan Jing has no brothers or sisters, and no juniors, and the elder prince was transferred away from Kyoto. No wonder I haven't seen other princes in Kyoto.
This Xuanyuan Jing is really alone...
Zhao Wujiang rubbed his fingers and sighed. He and Jia Ersan headed to Xingqingyuan. He wanted to see his new mansion.
