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"Zhao Wujiang is really looking for death. He thinks that with the emperor's favor, he can be lawless?"
Dali was laughing, Zhao Wujiang repeatedly used the account books and evidence left by the Minister of War to threaten them, which had long made them dissatisfied and wanted to get rid of Zhao Wujiang.
The evidence of corruption is like a knife hanging over their heads, making them frightened all the time.
But these people later figured out that it was impossible for Zhao Wujiang to carry the ledger and evidence with him at all times, right? As long as we can catch Zhao Wujiang off guard so that he has no time to take out this evidence, we can completely overthrow Zhao Wujiang!
Now, this opportunity has come.
Zhao Wujiang is the master of Wuya Pavilion, so he has violated the laws of Daxia and is punishable.
He had already conceived a plan in his mind on how to kill Zhao Wujiang step by step.
First of all, the evidence to sue Zhao Wujiang is so easy to find. Who in Kyoto doesn’t know the characteristics of the master of Wuya Pavilion?
Dressed in black, gentle, handsome, talented, with the surname Zhao.
These points are all consistent with Zhao Wujiang.
And in Dali Zheng's view, Zhao Wujiang offended the Minister of the Ministry of Personnel, the Minister of the Ministry of Industry and the Minister of the Ministry of Justice. As long as he sues Zhao Wujiang, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice and the Minister of the Ministry of Justice will definitely add insult to injury and attack Zhao Wujiang.
As long as Zhao Wujiang falls into the Ministry of Punishment, will he still have a chance to take out the evidence that can threaten him?
Oh, what a God-given opportunity! Dali was smiling more and more freely, and he wanted to tell the good news to his colleagues who were guarding Zhao Wujiang and persecuted him.
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"Dong..."
Chengtian drum sounds.
It's dawn and the sun is rising.
Morning worship is about to begin.
In front of the main hall, a group of ministers were discussing important matters.
Dali Zheng and others glanced at Zhao Wujiang without trace, and found that Zhao Wujiang, Liu Zhe and others were talking. They all snorted coldly in their hearts. Today next year will be the anniversary of your death, Zhao Wujiang.
Zhao Wujiang was chatting and laughing with Liu Zhe and Dugu Yihe, holding a bright yellow orange in his hand, peeling it open and eating it.
Although the ministers were suspicious, they didn't care.
Lin Ruhai walked with the wind, found Zhao Wujiang's figure, and walked towards him.
"Master Lin, would you like a petal?" Zhao Wujiang smiled gently and held out the yellow orange in his hand.
Lin Ruhai took it with a smile. He and Zhao Wujiang had settled their old feud, and naturally he would not refuse Zhao Wujiang's kindness. However, he did not notice the looks in Liu Zhe and Dugu Yihe's eyes at all. He took a sip, nodded and said:
"This year's tribute oranges from Lingnan are a bit early, but they are still as sweet as ever."
"Master Lin, this is not Gongju." Zhao Wujiang's eyes were dark, and Liu Zhe's eyebrows were smiling.
Lin Ruhai was confused:
"It shouldn't be. Could it be that I tasted it wrong?"
He tried to take another piece, put it in his mouth, chewed it gently and savored it, and said doubtfully:
"It's Lingnan Gongtanger, that's right. There are quite a few in the mansion every year..."
"Mr. Lin, this is Zhizhi, not Tangerine." Zhao Wujiang smiled gently.
Lin Ruhai shook his head and smiled. He could still distinguish between orange and tangerine. Northern tangerine was so sour, how could it be so sweet?
Just as he was about to argue, he suddenly noticed the expressions of Zhao Wujiang and the others, and was suddenly shocked. Ju and Zhi were not important at all.
The important thing is, do you think it is an orange or a tangerine?
"Master Zhao, what are you..." Lin Ruhai's eyes flickered.
Liu Zhe's beard and hair were all white, he smiled with kind eyes and said:
"Don't forget what Mr. Zhao said, this is Zhi, not tangerine."
"And the reason why it is so sweet is because we can get rid of those sour and useless things!"
Zhao Wujiang smiled like a warm sun, but a cold light flashed in his eyes. Lin Ruhai's eyes trembled in shock, and he could only smile awkwardly. Then his expression straightened and he said seriously:
"The three adults are right, the orange is in the south and the tangerine in the north. Here, it should be the tangerine tree!"
