Chapter 209 Just Assume You Agree

The crowd was silent, especially the old man who had just spoken. He lowered his head, crossed his hands on his legs, and was quite hesitant.

Prefect Yu's eyes went back and forth, constantly wandering between Zhao Jue, the prefect and the old man.

Anxiety, hesitation, depression, and all kinds of indescribable emotions kept emerging in everyone's hearts. They were waiting, waiting for the old man to make a decision.

But the old man had no good way at this time. Although Zhao Jue's words were clear, the most important thing was: Zhao Jue was just an imperial envoy, not the emperor!

He could only check, but could not make a decision!

So, now we need to know what the emperor means, instead of just listening to Zhao Jue. But the difficulty is that Zhao will not give them the time to let them figure out what the emperor means.

After thinking about it, the old man was still hesitant, so he had to turn his head to look at Zhao Jue and asked a question that was not very relevant, "May I ask Lord Zhao, when do you plan to check the official warehouse?"

Want to delay time? Zhao Jue knew the old man's purpose, and smiled and replied, "It depends on whether we have a pleasant chat tonight..."

"If my purpose is not achieved, I will submit a memorial tomorrow, and send it 800 miles away."

Threat, naked threat! Everyone's face froze, and they looked at the old man with blame, adding fuel to the fire!

"Alas," the old man sighed helplessly, his face melancholy, as if he had aged ten years in an instant. His body, which had some strength, could not make even the slightest movement now.

He finally understood that Zhao Jue didn't care about their life or death at all. He just wanted to tie them to himself, and then treat the whole of Jiangnan as a big granary, and take whatever he wanted.

And this time is just the beginning, there must be many more times in the future!

But is this really what the emperor meant?

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Zhao Jue, who looked calm, "Lord Zhao, can you go out and talk with me?"

"Please." Zhao had no reason to refuse, and stood up and walked out the door.

Under the bright moonlight, the shadows of the two were very long. Zhao Jue put his hands behind his back and asked first, "What do you want to talk about?"

"I want to ask, is this the emperor's will?"

"Yes, Eunuch Feng said it himself!"

"Do you have the seal?" the old man asked in a low voice.

"Do you think the emperor would issue such an order? Of course it is an oral order. Could it be that Eunuch Feng wants grain?" Zhao Jue asked back as a matter of course.

This old guy is really smart. He keeps trying to get away with it, but the emperor is not a pig, how could he leave this loophole?

Not to mention him, even Zhao Jue has Lu Wenyu in between. Directly issue an order? Don't be funny, the emperor still has to be a benevolent monarch, how could he rob the people of their grain.

The old man was obviously anxious, "If there is a natural disaster before the autumn harvest, it wouldn't be..."

"Then go and raid the grain merchants' homes! Do I need to teach you? The emperor only wants grain and stability. If you don't give me grain, I will kill you! If you can't hide it, I will kill you too!" Zhao was already very impatient. He was already entangled with trivial matters, and he kept asking questions.

"No matter what, hold on until the autumn harvest!"

After saying that, Zhao Jue walked in with his sleeves brushed, ignoring the stunned old man behind him.

Until he sat down to drink tea, the old man slowly walked in, facing the eyes of the crowd, shook his head and sighed, quite helpless.

People had to focus their attention on Zhao Jue, wanting to hear what he would say.

"What? Haven't you thought about it for so long?"

Prefect Yu stood up helplessly, "Sir Zhao, you say, what do you say? We'll do it."

"That's right, this is a good prefect of the court!" Zhao Jue was quite relieved and stood up, clapping his hands.

Smiling, he said, "Just treat this matter as if it never happened, and there will be more in the future. You can transfer the staff from the official warehouse, and we will move in."

"And more?" Prefect Yu was overwhelmed when he heard it. The crime was not light to begin with, and he added more.

"Of course, the northern expedition is not a matter of one or two days." Zhao Jue said as a matter of course.

Everyone looked at each other, and the old man just lowered his head, not even looking at everyone. Since he was powerless to change it, he might as well let them go.

"What if the higher-ups ask about it..."

"I'm still here, what are you afraid of? How could the emperor embarrass a loyal minister?"

This was no different from farting in the eyes of everyone. It's up to you to decide whether you are loyal or not!

But there was no other way. Some people had already nodded helplessly, and the rest were just being cautious, or just indifferent like the old man.

"Then I'll take it as your agreement."

Zhao picked up the teacup with a smile and drank tea by himself, as if people's reactions were nothing big in his eyes.

The reality is indeed like this. No matter what they think, the result is the same, it's just the difference between being aboveboard and being shameful.

"He Zhifu, please see the adults off for me." Zhao didn't care about their reactions at all. Since the deal was done, let them go. Why waste time?

He Zhifu raised his hand to lead the way, "Everyone, please."

......

In the courtyard of the post station, Zhao and Li Yizhen and Jiang Qianhu sat opposite each other and drank tea.

After finishing a cup of tea, Captain Jiang asked curiously, "Old Nine, aren't you afraid that they will borrow grain to pass it off? Wouldn't it be a waste of time tonight?"

"Jiebei, it's their ability to borrow it, at worst I can just move it in next time." Zhao didn't care.

This time they have a plan, next time there is a bridge, what they do is their business. Zhao just knew that he had to take care of the things in front of him first, not to mention that so many people were watching, there would always be one or two people who wanted to make progress.

Jiang Qianhu nodded thoughtfully, not knowing whether he had figured it out or not, and smiled and said "I understand."

The other two were confused. You understand what you understand? Don't make up your mind. There are not so many twists and turns!

"Drink slowly, I'm going to sleep."

Unable to withstand the strange looks of the two, Zhao got up and ran to the room like begging for mercy. He was afraid that if he was a step slower, he would be eaten alive by the two.

The two friends behind him looked puzzled. Why are you so scared? Don't they just want you to drink?

"Forget it, let's go?" Jiang Qianhu suggested.

"Let's go!"

......

The next day at noon, Zhao woke up on time. After washing up, he didn't find the two people, and he was relieved.

He went out to eat refreshed. Sure enough, the days without taking care of two drunkards are good days!

He sat in the restaurant until the sun set, then looked around and got up and walked outside.

He was not walking fast, almost just strolling, but he was not heading to the post station, but was walking in circles.

He stopped when it was half dark and walked slowly towards He Street. He tried to take small paths on the road, and when there was no one around, he secretly changed his face and even put on a human skin mask that he hadn't used for a long time.

When he appeared in He Street, Zhao had become a different person.

He looked around and pretended to be alert as he entered the pawn shop with a package in his pocket.