Zhao Shou could no longer think of any other reason.
Xu Yi slowly asked: "Let me ask you, did they give you these coins privately or alone?"
Upon hearing this, Zhao Shou quickly replied: "I gave them in private, some when I went out to relieve myself, and some on the way back."
"When these people gave me the banknote, it was just the two of us and no one else."
How could Zhao Shou be so stupid as to accept bribes openly?
Now it seems that although Zhao Shou is drunk, he has not lost all his mind.
Xu Yi couldn't help but feel slightly relaxed. In this case, the possibility of someone planning it would become very small.
However, just because the possibility is low doesn’t mean it’s impossible.
Who can guarantee that these bookkeepers and clerks are sincerely loyal to us? Instead of being ordered by others?
Xu Yi looked at the banknotes scattered on the ground and sighed: "These things are really a bunch of hot potatoes now."
Zhao Shou was stunned for a moment and said in disbelief: "Sixth Master, do you mean that they will do something that will hurt the enemy a thousand times and hurt themselves eight hundred?"
Xu Yi shook his head before Zhao Shou could breathe a sigh of relief.
Then Xu Yi slowly said: "I'm not sure if they will do something that will hurt the enemy a thousand times and damage themselves eight hundred."
"What I am sure of is that there will be people who want you and me to die early."
"As long as it can kill us, what does it mean to sacrifice some chief registrants and clerks?"
"Don't forget that these things are evidence of guilt between us and the bookkeepers and officials, not some people's evidence."
The words are over.
Xu Yi knelt down and slowly picked up the banknotes.
"This..." Zhao Shou felt cold all over, and his mind instantly flashed to the Prime Minister Han Tong, who had had a conflict with Xu Yi two days ago.
He stammered: "This...how can this be good?"
Xu Yi calmly continued to pick up the scattered banknotes on the ground and said slowly: "Why panic? The enemy has a good plan. We have a wall ladder."
"Master Six, do you have a solution?" Zhao Shou was overjoyed when he heard this.
Quickly squatting down to help Xu Yi pick up the scattered banknotes on the ground.
Xu Yi stood up slowly, reached out to take the bank note from Zhao Shou, and said calmly: "Come here."
Zhao Shou heard the words and hurriedly followed the instructions.
After a moment, Zhao Shou showed a surprised expression on his face. But surprise was soon replaced by surprise.
"Sixth Master, I'll do it right away!" Zhao Shou nodded solemnly, and then ran out quickly.
Looking at Zhao Shou's quickly disappearing figure.
Xu Yi shook his head slightly and taught Zhao Shou that there was a long way to go.
Immediately, Xu Yi lowered his head and looked at the silver in his hand.
A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Regardless of whether those bookkeepers and officials are sincerely seeking refuge, or they are pretending to be loyal to them.
This time, no matter what he said, he would cook raw rice for him.
As for the two-way evidence?
How could Xu Yi leave clues to the enemy?
Just as Xu Yi walked towards the study.
Suddenly there was an unusually unpleasant smell in the yard.
It seemed like something was burnt.
Xu Yi looked towards the kitchen looking for the smell.
That smell came from the kitchen.
Stepping towards the kitchen, a smile that made me laugh or cry instantly appeared on my originally calm face.
He hasn't cooked raw rice for others yet, but someone has cooked raw rice for him first.
And it's still blurry...
Xu Yi couldn't help but pick up the pot and put out the fire on the stove...
...
Halfway through Chen hour.
Xu Yiduan was sitting on the grand master's chair in the lobby of Jingzhao Mansion, holding a roster in his hand and doing his usual counting.
I don’t know if these guys didn’t drink much, or if they were really drunk.
There was no hint of drunkenness on the faces of the bookkeepers and historians.
There was no trace of alcohol in the lobby of Jingzhao Mansion.
Xu Yi looked at the roster and clicked on each person's name one by one.
While clicking, mentally write down the corresponding person's name.
Today, there are no more three departments and one hospital that are out on missions, and there are many more officials from the third class and the sixth room.
Therefore, there were not a few people standing in the lobby.
When Xu Yi called on the name of the prison master, he couldn't help but paused.
This meal lasted for more than ten breaths.
Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of the prison chief.
The other five principals in Zhitun all had their mouths curved.
But there was obviously a hint of schadenfreude in that smile.
Where there are people there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes there are disputes.
It was obvious that at least five of the six houses had a bad relationship with the jailer.
Or it can be understood that the main room of the prison is isolated from the other five rooms.
As luck would have it, the prison chief was a direct subordinate of Wei Kaiyuan of Nafu.
In the few days since Xu Yi took office as Jingzhao Yin, the most isolated person in the entire Jingzhao Mansion was Kai Yuan.
From the corner of Xu Yi's eyes, he glanced at Kai Yuan, who looked calm.
He cleared his throat and continued to roll call.
The silence for more than ten breaths was indeed intentional by Xu Yi.
But the fundamental reason was not what those chief bookkeepers had in mind, because the prison chief bookkeeper did not send money and deliberately made things difficult.
But Xu Yi wanted to use these ten breaths of silence to see everyone's reaction.
So as to verify the guess in my mind.
After learning that among the six houses, only the prison master's book did not send any money.
Xu Yi already had this plan in mind.
Today, the result is obvious: factionalism.
After a while.
Xu Yi put down the roster in his hand.
Slowly scanning the crowd, his eyes lingered on the prison master's book for a few breaths again.
Then he said: "Everyone will continue to perform your duties today."
After finishing speaking, Xu Yi yawned, stood up slowly, and walked towards the backyard.
Xu Yi, who had his back turned to everyone, slowly counted one, two, three in his heart.
Wait until the count reaches three.
Chang Shuirong's voice suddenly shouted from behind: "Sixth Prince, please wait!"
A smile appeared on Xu Yi's lips, and then he pretended to yawn.
He turned around and looked at Chang Shuirong, pretending to be confused and said, "Is there something wrong, Mr. Chang?"
Chang Shuirong ignored Xu Yi.
Instead, he shouted at the Jingzhao Mansion officials who were slowly leaving: "Everyone, please wait a minute!"
Seeing everyone pause and look over.
Chang Shuirong then looked at Xu Yi and asked loudly: "What is the Sixth Prince planning to do?"
Xu Yi pretended to frown and asked: "What do I have to do and I need to report to you from time to time?"
After finishing his words, Xu Yi turned around again!
Chang Shuirong's face darkened when he saw this and he shouted loudly: "As His Majesty's personal supervisor, I naturally have the right to intervene in everything related to disaster relief!"
"And you, the Sixth Prince! As Jing Zhaoyin and the commander-in-chief of disaster relief, you went directly to the backyard after nodding your fingers! You didn't care about the disaster relief affairs."
"Dare you ask the Sixth Prince! Do you still have His Majesty in your eyes? Do you still have the people in Guanzhong!"
Chang Shuirong, who had offended Xu Yi for a long time, naturally would not miss the opportunity to attack Xu Yi at all.
This was not just for himself, but also for his newfound backers.
In the days when Xu Yi was preparing to take office as Jing Zhaoyin, some people did not want to see Xu Yi leave Zongzheng Temple.
And some people with vested interests in disaster relief will naturally not be idle.
Chang Shuirong, who had no room for relaxation in his relationship with Xu Yi, was personally appointed as the Disaster Relief Supervisor by Emperor Zhengde.
Naturally, it is the best gun in their hands.
Chang Shuirong wants to be a lonely minister, but he is not a fool.
When both parties have the same goal, they will naturally hit it off!
