Quick Wear: When the Villain Holds the Strategy Script

Two hours later, Shen Yuzhi finally met Santa, but at Shen Yuzhi's request, the meeting was secret and no one else was present.

After making sure that there were no shameful gadgets installed in the room, Shen Yuzhi perfunctorily called out "Your Majesty" and sat down on a soft chair beside him.

Well, it is worthy of being a chair in the palace. The quality is indeed much better than that in the restricted area. It seems that I should use the subsidy to buy some soft chairs this time, and buy some toys for Chi Jibai...

Even now, Shen Yuzhi still hasn't forgotten about Chi Jibai.

Santa is not very old, younger than Shen Yuzhi, but if he were really stupid, he would not be able to sit in this position.

Santa didn't have a deep impression of Shen Yuzhi. He only knew that he was trusted by the old emperor and was victorious in every battle at the border. After returning to the imperial capital, he rarely appeared in public. He never attended any dances or dinners, but he was a little sharp-tongued.

Santa couldn't understand why his father was so accommodating to Shen Yuzhi. Did he want to pick all the stars in the sky?

"I'm sure the warden is familiar with these applications."

Santa threw a thick stack of applications at Shen Yuzhi's feet. It was filled with the subsidies that Mu Yi had applied for over the years. The numbers added together were very shocking.

Santa crossed his hands on the table and rested his chin on his hands. He faced the light, his face flickering. His smile disappeared, and there was a hint of annoyance in his eyes.

The An'e Empire strictly forbids fratricide, otherwise it will discourage the people. His brothers and sisters are not all dead yet. He has just come to power and needs to kill the chicken to scare the monkey.

No one is more suitable to be a target of killing the chicken to scare the monkeys than the warden of the restricted area who committed crimes and squandered the empire's finances. Moreover, after Shen Yuzhi's death, he can send his own people to the restricted area.

The restricted area is full of crazy people, he has to keep them under control to feel at ease.

"It's just a tiny subsidy. All of these added together are not as much as the money the Empire spends on hosting a ball every year.

The restricted area does need that much gold coins, you just need to cut the nobles' expenses or increase their taxes, right?"

Shen Yuzhi said it lightly. In fact, Santa had just come to power. If he raised taxes rashly, those nobles would rebel and he might even lose their support.

The imperial power of the An'er Empire was weak, and most of the power was controlled by many nobles.

Santa could still tell the difference between offending Shen Yuzhi or offending a group of nobles.

"Besides, if I really went too far, the late emperor would have used me as a scapegoat, wouldn't he?"

"My father just wanted you to guard the border."

Shanta said through gritted teeth.

But in fact, Santa knew his father's temperament, and he knew that even if he had made great contributions, he could not act recklessly.

The most likely possibility is that Shen Yuzhi has some secret in his hands, and he has to keep it hidden.

Shantae was unhappy with this feeling.

His brothers and sisters are all very strong, so why would they indulge a herbivorous orc?

"What a trouble. It seems he didn't tell you before he died."

Shen Yuzhi didn't have time to waste here. He stood up, took out a letter from his pocket and put it on the table in front of Santa.

Santa's eyes moved downwards, and when he saw the late emperor's handwriting, his face froze, then became solemn.

After doing all this, Shen Yuzhi returned to his seat. Santa picked up the paper, and his expression gradually changed from solemn to relaxed, with a hint of smile between his brows.

“It seems that this is just a misunderstanding. Why don’t you stay in the imperial capital for a few more days and enjoy the prosperity and wealth here?

Of course, I will not let go of those who slandered the warden either."

Santa narrowed his eyes and sent friendly signals to Shen Yuzhi, a typical smiling tiger.

The two exchanged pleasantries again, and Shen Yuzhi made the excuse that he had something to do and left, but he paused before opening the door.

"And, Your Majesty, please tell Sean that the dog is mine."

Shen Yuzhi turned around, raised his eyelashes to reveal his eyes with a slightly pale color, as if the growth and decline of all things were in his eyes.

"its mine."

He emphasized it again and left without waiting for Santa's response.

Outside the door, there was a huge crowd of people. The nobles were still arguing with each other, but they were stunned when they saw Shen Yuzhi.

Is this coming out?

Shouldn't he be escorted out by the Knights?

The Minister of Finance felt a chill on his back. As expected, Shen Yuzhi's gaze was fixed on him. Seeing Shen Yuzhi suddenly smile, the Ministry of Finance couldn't help but take a step back.

Could it be——

"Minister, His Majesty said that the subsidy for the restricted area should be put before all other matters. If the subsidy does not arrive within three days, I will go to His Majesty to reason with him."

really!

The Minister of Finance almost gasped.

Your Majesty, are you crazy? How can you let this madman do this?

After Shen Yuzhi had ridiculed everyone one by one and left, these people rushed in.

"Your Majesty, how can you let that madman——"

Before they could finish their words, they were interrupted by Santa with a gloomy face. Santa looked at them unfriendlyly, which made people feel uneasy when they were stared at.

What a bunch of idiots! They almost caused him irreversible consequences!

"In the future, if Shen Yuzhi has any requests, we will satisfy him. He does not need to report to me. In addition, 10 million gold coins will be transferred to the restricted area."

Seeing that Santa spoke so decisively, these nobles had nothing more to say. They were just secretly wondering what Shen Yuzhi had said to cause Santa's attitude to change so drastically.

After everyone had left, Santa took out the letter again, his dark eyes fixed on it.

How much money can you spend on a person who only has two years left to live?

Why go against this madman before he sacrifices himself for the Empire?

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