At the beginning, his wife came to him, and he became rich by selling kidney treasures.

He is His Majesty’s favorite minister, the owner of Maozi Restaurant, Ren Hao?

The other playboys were shocked.

Although they had never seen Ren Hao before, they had heard their father scolding Ren Hao every day at home.

They used to think that Ren Hao was an old man, or about the same age as his father.

But I really didn't expect Ren Hao to be so young, he is almost the same age as them.

Ren Hao?

He Chao, who was handling the official affairs of the Censorate, was surprised to hear that Ren Hao had come.

He immediately stopped what he was doing and looked up.

His thoughts were the same as those of the playboys. He did not expect that Lord Sikong was so young.

Humph.

"Who the hell are you? You dare to tell me what to do? It's really embarrassing for Wu Qing and Yating to have a big brother like you."

Ren Hao grabbed a glass of wine and poured it on Xu Bai's face without any hesitation, hoping to make him sober up and take a look at himself.

He doesn't look like the eldest son of the Xu family at all now, he is just a drunkard and a womanizer.

This glass of wine not only failed to wake Xu Bai up, but instead fueled his arrogance.

When had anyone splashed wine on him in Beijing? But it was always him who splashed wine on others.

Xu Bai pointed at Ren Hao angrily and cursed: "You...you country bumpkin actually dared to throw wine on me, do you believe that I will let..."

Before Xu Bai could finish his words, Ren Hao kicked Xu Bai down without any hesitation.

How could Xu Bai, whose body was hollowed out by alcohol and sex, withstand a kick from Ren Hao?

He immediately fell to the ground, holding his stomach and howling.

Xu Bai's screams immediately brought Chen Tailiang, who was sitting on the stage, back to his senses.

"Lord Sikong, why...why are you here?" Chen Tailiang sobered up and ran down in a panic.

Although Ren Hao was the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, he had no right to manage the Censorate.

But Ren Hao is the favorite of His Majesty. If Ren Hao tells His Majesty what happened tonight, even if his father kneels down to beg His Majesty, he will probably not be able to save his life.

"I originally wanted to come over to discuss something with your father, but now that I see it, there's no need to discuss this matter anymore. You guys should just do what you want."

Ren Hao glanced at everyone and patted Chen Tailiang's shoulder meaningfully.

This shout, "You'd better take care of yourself," scared everyone so much that they even sobered up from their drunken stupor.

If they treated the Censorate as a brothel where people reveled every night and this were to get to His Majesty, they would surely be dead.

"Don't, don't, don't, Lord Sikong, you...please listen to our explanation. Things...things are not what you think."

"I...we just..." Chen Tailiang stopped Ren Hao and wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to explain it in the end.

In the end, he made up his mind and knelt on the ground, begging Ren Hao not to tell His Majesty about this.

"Master Sikong, I...we were wrong. Please show mercy."

The other playboys also knelt on the ground and begged Ren Hao.

They had heard of Ren Hao from their father, and their father had also warned them not to mess with Ren Hao among anyone else in Beijing.

Because Ren Hao is not the same kind of person as them, he must not be caught.

But now, a room full of playboys from aristocratic families gathered together and treated the Censorate as a brothel, and they were caught by Ren Hao. This is really like one foot has stepped into the hell hall.

When Ren Hao looked at this group of useless aristocratic playboys, his heart was filled with joy.

As long as they have this handle in hand, they can easily threaten the nobles.

He Chao, who was still handling the official affairs of the Censorate at this time, looked up and glanced at these aristocratic dandies who were committing corruption all day long, and couldn't help but shook his head.

He had advised Chen Tailiang many times not to treat the Censorate as a brothel for pleasure.

But Chen Tailiang just wouldn't listen and even got worse. But now it's okay, right? You've been caught by your Majesty's favorite minister, and your lives are in Ren Hao's hands.

Looking at these dandies kneeling on the ground in panic, Ren Hao looked at Ban Liang who was waiting outside the door at a loss and said, "Captain Ban."

"I am here." Ban Liang stepped forward to obey the order.

After all, his master, the Chief Censor, was kneeling on the ground, what could he, a mere inspector, do?

"Go and call their fathers over." Ren Hao pointed at these playboys headed by Chen Tailiang.

"Master Sikong, Master Brother-in-law, please...please have mercy, don't...don't call my father over."

"If he knew that I was treating the Censorate as a brothel, he would definitely break my legs when I go back." Xu Bai got up from the ground and began to beg for mercy, completely losing his previous arrogance.

"And ours too." The other playboys also pleaded, hoping that Ren Hao would show mercy.

"It's okay not to ask your father to come over. I will go and invite His Majesty over now and let him see how well you guys know how to have fun." Ren Hao said in a joking tone.

"No, no, no, you...you should call our father over." The playboys all shook their heads. They could still tell what was more important.

If their father is called over, at most their legs will be broken when they go home. But if the current emperor is invited over, it will not be broken legs, but beheading.

"This..." Ban Liang hesitated for a moment, not knowing whether he should do it.

"Just do what Lord Sikong tells you to do. Stop nagging and go quickly." Chen Tailiang got up and glared at Ban Liang. He was afraid that if Ban Liang was a step slower, Ren Hao would change his mind.

Since Chen Tailiang had spoken, Ban Liang had no choice but to do as he was told.

"Lord Sikong, my father still has some time to go before he arrives at the Censorate. You...you take a seat." Chen Tailiang asked Ren Hao to take a seat with a flattering look on his face.

Ren Hao took the seat in the hall as expected, and Chen Tailiang immediately poured a glass of Maotai for him.

Ren Hao looked at the playboys who were still kneeling on the ground at a loss, and immediately ordered: "Don't just sit there, keep drinking and playing."

"This……"

The playboys looked at each other, and no one dared to take Ren Hao's words seriously.

"Just do whatever Lord Sikong tells you to do. Why are you still standing there? Hurry up." Chen Tailiang carried out the order directly and pulled Hong Chen Jiaoyan, who was already frightened, over and pushed her into Ren Hao's arms.

But Ren Hao had no interest in these vulgar women and pushed them away.

At this time, the ministers and nobles had no idea that their sons had gotten into such a disaster.

When they were invited to the Censorate by Ban Liang, they thought it was an invitation from Censor Chen and that there was some urgent matter.

When they arrived at the Censorate, they saw their useless sons drinking and having fun in the Censorate Hall. They were so angry that they took off their boots and beat their sons.

Especially Censor Chen was extremely angry. He had told Chen Tailiang many times not to bring those questionable women to the Censorate. However, his son not only did not listen but also went further and even called all his cronies over.

Looking at the scene of these aristocratic ministers beating him madly, Ren Hao couldn't help but laugh.

But no matter how funny it is, the important thing is still the important matter.