After the failed attempt to pretend to be dead, the sickly child was favored by the treacherous mini

Even if they had nine lives, they would not dare to eat the food that Shen Jinmo had people bring out.

Letting the imperial guards eat together was to allow the common people to enjoy the food prepared with gold and silver without any worries.

One bite is enough for ordinary people to chew for several months.

After the order was given, the imperial guards began serving the dishes closest to Minister Sun first.

This frequent coming and going gave Shen Jinmo a headache. He frowned and pointed at the jade table in front of him.

This table, which had a base of golden nanmu and a surface carved with Hetian jade landscapes, was carried to the front of the palace gate by more than twenty imperial guards.

"Minister Sun prepared too much food to entertain Lord Shen, so we had them brought out to share with the people."

The people watching had never seen such a variety of food. Some of them were eager to try it, but they did not dare to pick up their chopsticks easily.

The imperial guards put all kinds of tableware made of gold, silver and jade in a cloth bag and handed them over, then they picked up the bowls and chopsticks that suited them and started eating.

Each of them took a few bites and then put away their chopsticks.

All the common people looked at the guards carefully for a while, then rushed over like a swarm of bees, not even using bowls or plates, and started eating directly with their hands.

"Delicious, delicious, this is so delicious."

"It's such a waste to bring so many dishes to entertain Shen Jinmo, the treacherous minister."

"I don't think he's doing this specially to entertain Shen Jinmo. Look at this table and these dishes. It shows that Lord Sun used to be so extravagant."

"But I heard that Lord Sun is a very honest person and he used to eat almost the same food as us."

"That's Shen Jinmo threatening Minister Sun that if he doesn't cook so many dishes, he will die!"

"Hey, brother, use your brain. You can ask the chef to make this dish. The table and dishes must be carefully carved. I think this Minister Sun is a greedy man."

"Then Shen Jinmo brought so many guards to the Shangshu Mansion, is he here to investigate this corrupt official?"

"This is Shen Jinmo, how can you think so highly of him?"

"Shen Jinmo will not do anything without profit. It must be that the emperor has solid evidence in his hands, and Shen Jinmo took this opportunity to extort money."

"Makes sense."

"Yes."

"He is only greedy. Your Majesty is wise. The next person to be investigated will be Shen Jinmo."

The discussions outside the mansion were passed on to Minister Sun through the housekeeper.

Such a simple meal caused the people of Shendu's attitude towards Minister Sun to take a sharp turn for the worse.

In this game, Xia Hong not only needs to have evidence in his hands, but also needs to win the hearts of the people by dealing with him.

Shen Jinmo, good tricks!

The fine silk cape was soaked with cold sweat, and Minister Sun pretended to be calm: "Shen Jinmo, did the emperor ask you to show your power to me?"

Shen Jinmo's eyes were sharp, and his calm words were full of provocation: "I am hungry, and I want to eat up Master Sun's rice bowl."

What Shen Jinmo said was "want", not "think".

Minister Sun waved his hand and asked all the concubines to leave. "As far as Your Majesty is concerned, I am a loyal follower of the emperor, so how can you easily touch me?"

Shen Jinmo sat under the door of the main hall, with the midday sun blocked behind him, and not a single ray of sunlight could enter the room where the Minister of Revenue was.

An invisible hand was moving around Minister Sun.

Along with the rapid breathing, the chest rises and falls.

Shen Jinmo asked: "Master Sun, is there anything else you want to tell me?"

"Shen Jinmo, I don't blame you for your young age. I control the Ministry of Revenue. Half of the wealth in the world is determined by my words. Do you think you can touch me?"

Shen Jinmo stood up from his chair, and the room became darker. "When did I ever say that the emperor only touches you?"

"Oh, by the way, you may not know this yet. Princess Ling knew that she had committed a grave sin. After writing down the crimes committed by the Minister of Revenue, she hanged herself in the Ling Palace."

"Prince Ling has been kneeling outside the Golden Palace these days, holding his confession of guilt, begging for the emperor's forgiveness."

Xia Ling did not dare to spread the news that Princess Luling had committed suicide. Before the imperial order was issued, any disturbance that might affect the overall situation might cause Xia Hong to chop Xia Ling to death.

Minister Sun tightly grasped the armrests of the chair with both hands, his voice trembling: "Tell me, how much do you want this time?"

"Lord Sun always doesn't understand what people say. These things in your hands belonged to the emperor. How come they are yours now?"

He smiled softly, hiding his sarcasm: "I almost forgot that Lord Sun has never been a human being, but a jackal. Naturally, he only cares about his own interests and will never listen to human words."

"If I hadn't planned everything for him back then, would he have been able to sit on the throne?"

As soon as Sun Shangshu finished speaking, he realized that he had made a mistake and immediately said, "I am willing to donate another two million taels to the war against the Japanese."

The man who once cried out for help even if he was offered 10,000 taels, today asked for 2 million taels.

Shen Jinmo looked at Shangshu Sun with a half-smile in his eyes, the coldness in his eyes turned into indifference, and then was tinged with death.

The hairs all over Minister Sun's body suddenly stood up, and he felt that the Ox-Head and Horse-Faced Demons were standing behind him.

Looking back, Minister Sun hugged himself tightly with his arms: "Shen Jinmo, he dared to kill the late emperor, and he even took the late queen for himself. If you follow him, you will not be able to escape death."

"I have money, you have martial arts skills, if you take me with you and run away, we can both survive."

Shen Jinmo saw with his own eyes that Minister Sun had said everything that he shouldn't have said, and he knew that no matter in the hearts of the people or in Xia Hong's heart, Minister Sun was doomed to die.

Turning back and nodding to the three secret guards in charge of recording, the imperial guards who had eaten and drunk their fill at the gate of the Shangshu Mansion drew their swords from their waists.

For a moment, the sound of crying and wailing filled the Shangshu Mansion.

Box after box of gold and silver was carried out from the inner treasury. Minister Sun was so anxious that he suddenly stood up from his chair, trying to intercept the wealth that he had worked hard for half his life.

Shen Jinmo swung the whip, and the blood soaked a few rays of light that filtered into the flower hall, piercing the dirty body and soul of Minister Sun wrapped in gorgeous clothes.

Shen Jinmo broke Shangshu Sun's calf with one foot. The life and death of this close minister of the emperor, who no one dared to touch before, is now controlled by Shen Jinmo.

"If you hinder me from executing the imperial order, all your clans will be killed!"

It was not a warning; what Shen Jinmo issued was an order and a death sentence.

The severe pain brought on cold sweat and hot tears, and Shangshu Sun's face turned pale: "You have mobilized the entire Ministry of Revenue, then who will take care of the financial affairs of the world?"

Shen Jinmo took a few steps forward, and the room was filled with sunlight. Minister Sun and Shen Jinmo himself, who were kneeling alone in front of Shen Jinmo, could not receive a single ray of the bright sunlight.

But it doesn’t matter, Shen Jinmo’s light has been hidden in his home.

"Master Sun, do you think you have managed the national treasury very well over the years?"

"Or does Lord Sun feel that he has worked hard to bring real benefits to the people of this world?"

Another kick stepped on the palm of Minister Sun's hand that was supporting the ground.

Having personally experienced the suffering of the people for many years, he found an outlet to vent his emotions at this moment: "Where do you get the confidence to think that the world will not be able to function without you?"

"Since the emperor is going to take action, why do you think there is no foolproof plan?"

"Now that you are about to die, why do you think the people in the Ministry of Revenue will still swear allegiance to you until death?"