We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

Huang Jin had just stepped out of the Yangxin Palace holding the booklet when a cold wind blew outside the palace, making him shiver.

Looking down, Huang Jin's heart tightened when he saw the bright red Jinyiwei mark on the booklet, and he broke out in a cold sweat.

This list of officials produced by the Embroidered Uniform Guard contains the basic information of all officials below the sixth rank in the court.

This kind of thing is very taboo. Apart from the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Emperor Qing is probably the only person in the entire Daqing who has read it carefully.

But His Majesty actually gave this thing to the Sixth Prince...

What does this mean? It means that the Sixth Prince's position in Emperor Qing's heart is no longer what it used to be! He is no longer the soft persimmon that can be squeezed by anyone!

Even if something happens to the Crown Prince, that position is not impossible...

Huang Jin shook his head and drove this ridiculous thought out of his mind.

The Sixth Prince would never be the heir to the throne! Even if something were to happen to the Crown Prince, there were still the two Princes Qin and Jin.

Even the Fourth Prince, who is far away in Yan, is more qualified than the Sixth Prince!

But becoming a vassal king with real power is a foregone conclusion.

When Huang Jin thought of this, he regretted it so much that his intestines turned green. Why did he go to curry favor with the Crown Prince when he had nothing to do, and offended the Sixth Prince so badly!

Fortunately, there is still room for improvement.

Huang Jin's mind raced, and he quickened his pace, heading straight for the palace gate.

Not long after, a team of carriages and horses loaded with rewards drove out of the palace.

Huang Jin followed all the way to the Tenth King's house, and respectfully handed over a visiting card, asking to see Li Che.

At this moment, Li Che had just finished counting the things sent by the prince.

When Li Che heard the servant report that Huang Jin had arrived with a reward, he raised his eyebrows.

This old dog is a princeling. He won’t take the opportunity to withhold my money, right?

"Aqiang, let that old eunuch come in to see me."

In the corner, Hu Qiang was chewing on a large white flour bun. When he heard Li Che's words, he immediately threw the bun down and ran out the door in a few steps.

Huang Jin was waiting anxiously when he suddenly saw a burly man like a black tower standing in front of him, blocking the sunlight like a mountain.

Before he could react, Hu Qiang spoke in a muffled voice: "Are you Huang Jin?"

"Ah? Yes, it's our home."

Hu Qiang glanced at him and said in a gruff voice, "My prince asked you, an old eunuch, to go in and see him."

Huang Jin: ...

He knew that these were probably Li Che's original words, but you didn't have to say it so directly, right?

Is that a bit too straightforward?

Huang Jin only dared to complain in his heart and followed Hu Qiang obediently into the Ten Kings' Mansion.

As soon as he stepped through the door, Huang Jin was stunned by the scene before him.

Was this still the magnificent Tenth Prince's Mansion he remembered? Why did it look like it had been robbed? There were dismantled wooden frames everywhere, it was just like a bare-bones house!

It would have been fine if the carved railings and screens had been dismantled, but there were also two people carrying a Huanghuali door and walking out.

Moreover, if I am not mistaken, that door seems to have been removed from the King of Qin's room?

"What are you doing standing there, old eunuch? Don't make our prince wait anxiously." Hu Qiang in front urged impatiently.

Huang Jin finally came back to his senses and thought to himself: It seems that the report this morning was too conservative. This is not about selling off property, this is clearly about demolition!

He took a deep breath, straightened his clothes, and then walked into the side hall.

There were only three people in the side hall. The Sixth Prince was sitting on a seat, playing with a glass cup in his hand.

Beside the Sixth Prince was an old man with white hair and beard, who was looking at him with a scrutinizing gaze.

In the corner stood a young man with a pale face, looking at him with a fake smile and a sinister look in his eyes.

"This servant pays homage to the Prince of Ninggu."

Li Che slowly raised his head and glanced at the old eunuch in front of him, and found that his eyes seemed to be evasive.

"What brings you here, sir?"

Huang Jin's old face was covered with a flattering smile. "Oh, this servant has brought something to you, Your Highness. His Majesty said that you will be going to be a vassal, and you must be included in the rewards and salaries."

"According to custom, the prince receives an annual salary of 12,000 dan, plus additional rewards such as cloth, salt, spices, and royal wine."

"I personally supervised the work and I guarantee there will be no mistakes. Take a look, would you like to check it out?"

Li Che looked at Huang Jin who was bowing and nodding in front of him and couldn't help but sneered: "What's wrong with you today, eunuch? You wouldn't be so polite when talking to me in the past."

Huang Jin was stunned. The Sixth Prince really holds a grudge against our family.

"Your Highness, I have offended you many times before, but now I have come to my senses."

Li Che looked at Huang Jin, his eyes full of amusement.

This was his first encounter with a eunuch. He found out that they had no moral standards and changed their expressions faster than turning the pages of a book.

In the original body's memory, this old guy had often put him down. Now he suddenly gave in, probably because of the change in Emperor Qing's attitude.

After all, eunuchs are just dogs in the hands of the emperor. Who does the dog listen to? Isn't it the master who has the final say?

Seeing Li Che remain silent, Huang Jin became even more anxious.

He quickly took out the booklet and held it respectfully above his head: "Your Highness, His Majesty heard that you haven't chosen your subordinates yet, so he specially asked me to bring this to you for your review."

Uncle Yang took the booklet from Huang Jin and handed it to Li Che.

Li Che glanced through it briefly and could no longer look away.

This thing came just in time.

He never expected that Emperor Qing would actually be willing to give this thing to him?

It seems that the commotion yesterday really awakened the few remaining fatherly loves in Emperor Qing.

"Huang Jin!" Li Che slammed the book shut, his tone icy, "You were really hoping for my death yesterday. Do you think I've forgotten?!"

Huang Jin said with a sad face: "Yesterday, I lost my mind and said some dirty nonsense. Your Highness, please be magnanimous..."

Before he could finish, Li Che raised his hand impatiently:

"I'm too lazy to argue with you about that trivial matter. Since you're here to beg for mercy, you can't just come with a mouth, right?"

Huang Jin widened his eyes in shock when he heard Li Che's words.

Huang Jin was dumbfounded. In this day and age, people who deliver imperial edicts have to pay money?

But looking at Li Che's murderous eyes, I'm afraid I won't be able to leave today unless I bleed.

Huang Jin gritted her teeth and said with a rather painful tone: "I have a small courtyard in the imperial capital..."

Li Che interrupted again, "Stop, stop, stop. This prince is about to go to his fiefdom. What use is there for that broken yard?"

Huang Jin took a few steps forward and whispered:

"In the yard are ten Kunlun slaves, ten Silla maids, and five hundred taels of gold. They are buried under the willow tree in the yard..."

"These are all given to His Highness. I only ask that Your Highness forgive me and show mercy."

Li Che expressionless: "Not enough!"

Huang Jin's wrinkled old face was tangled up, and after a moment, he seemed to have made a decision:

"There's a farm outside the city with fifty horses, ten cows, thirty sheep, three hundred chickens and ducks, and some food and fodder. All of these are for Your Highness!"

"Well, what else?" Li Che raised his eyebrows.

Huang Jin felt like his heart was bleeding:

"Your Highness is passing through Zhending Prefecture on your way to enfeoffment. There's a manor west of the city with 5,000 dan of grain, as well as some salt, fodder, and farm tools. Take them all!"

Finally, the corners of Li Che's mouth rose slightly.

"Huh? Why is Eunuch Huang still standing?" Li Che said with a smile, "Qiubai, quickly find a seat for Eunuch Huang. You have no tact!"

No matter whether it is an old dog or a castrated dog, a good dog is one that can bring you money!