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

The next afternoon, the imperial team left Chaoyang City and set off on their journey home.

Now that the people have been sent there and he knows the true situation of Chaoyang City, Huang Jin can no longer stay there and only wants to report back to Emperor Qing as soon as possible.

What surprised him was that when the officials from the Ministry of Justice learned that they were returning today, no one objected.

Huang Jin looked at the official from the Ministry of Justice beside him, and seeing that he looked cheerful, he couldn't help but ask:

"Master Liu, have you completed your work for the Ministry of Justice?"

The official glanced at Huang Jin and said casually, "Of course it's done."

"Oh? Have you found the evidence of Prince Ninggu's guilt?"

"Evidence? What evidence?" the official said with a stern face. "I strictly enforce the law and have not found any evidence that the Prince of Ninggu has committed any crime. Eunuch Huang, please do not speak nonsense!"

Huang Jin was speechless when he saw his attitude change drastically.

The official patted the horse under him and walked away humming a leisurely tune.

He reached out and touched his chest; it was hard.

He immediately showed a satisfied smile.

Prince Ninggu was really generous. He gave each person a gold cake. No one could investigate their crimes.

The key is that the money is not difficult to get, and as long as no one publicizes it, it will never be exposed.

After all, no one would be so idle as to investigate corruption and find a prince of a border county.

Prince Ninggu is truly the most virtuous prince of Daqing.

On the way here, they were held back by 20,000 slaves, and it took them a month to arrive.

But it was different when I went back.

Spring had arrived and the road became much easier to travel on. Without the burden of slaves, the team reached the imperial capital in more than half a month.

The others returned to their respective offices to report, while Huang Jin hurried to the palace with two carts of things.

. . . . . .

The Hall of Nourishing Heart.

The palace maid was passing through the corridor holding incense when she was suddenly frightened by the hearty laughter coming from the hall. Her hands trembled and she almost dropped the incense on the ground.

Fortunately, I held it firmly and no disaster happened.

The palace maid looked towards the palace door with a pale face.

That hearty laughter just now seemed to be the voice of His Majesty?

How long has it been since I heard Your Majesty laugh so happily? I wonder what happy event has happened that made Your Majesty so happy?

The palace maid couldn't help but secretly think that while the emperor was in a good mood, she could climb into his bed tonight and have a chance of success.

In the palace, Emperor Qing sat behind the desk, looking at Huang Jin in front of him: "Hahaha, did that kid really say that?"

Huang Jin prostrated himself on the ground and replied respectfully, "Old slave, I dare not hide even the slightest bit."

"How courageous! How daring!"

"I never thought that there would be someone in Daqing who would dare to take in people like Yang Zhongsi!"

"Privately raising troops, winning over the people, and privately manufacturing military equipment! Since the founding of Daqing, which vassal king has dared to do such things so brazenly?"

"Even Chang Wudi's granddaughter was abducted by this brat and taken outside the Great Wall. If the Crown Prince knew about this, wouldn't he fight him to the death?"

Emperor Qing raised his eyebrows, his smile undiminished: "Sixth Brother, is he going to emulate his father and become the king outside the Great Wall?"

Huang Jin banged his head on the ground, and after a moment of hesitation, he bravely said, "Your Majesty, I don't think the Sixth Prince has any rebellious intentions, otherwise he wouldn't have told me everything..."

"I know." Emperor Qing waved his hand, "I was just sighing..."

"I thought the Sixth Prince was the most honest among all the princes, but I didn't expect that he was also hiding his incompetence, and hiding it so deeply."

"As a father, I am truly unfit. Every one of my sons is so afraid of me that they only dare to reveal their true nature after fleeing far away."

A cold light flashed in Emperor Qing's eyes: "The same is true for the King of Qin and the King of Jin."

"But they are different from Lao Liu. Although Lao Liu is bold, he will not deceive me, but they..."

When Huang Jin heard this, he lowered his head even more and didn't dare to participate in this topic at all.

Fortunately, Emperor Qing just said it casually and had no intention of investigating further.

"Didn't you say that the bastard brought me something as tribute? Bring it here and let me see it."

"I am curious. This boy is so bold. He has caused so many disasters. What treasure does he want to rely on to make me show mercy to him?"

Huang Jin quickly stood up and shouted outside the hall, "Quick, bring the tribute from the Prince of Ninggu."

After a while, several strong eunuchs carried loads of tribute covered with cloth into the hall.

When the load was placed on the ground, the floor tiles shook slightly, and it was obvious that it was not light.

Soon they were spread all over the floor, and the eunuchs were still carrying them into the hall.

Emperor Qing frowned, his voice slightly unhappy: "How could there be so much? The Sixth Prince has only just been enfeoffed, how could he have so much wealth?"

"Could it be... that he has plundered the people's wealth?"

Huang Jin quickly explained, "Your Majesty, although there are many things, they are not gold or silver. The Sixth Prince would not do anything to harm the people."

Emperor Qing nodded and waited patiently.

After everything was put in place, several eunuchs bowed respectfully and left the hall.

Huang Jin then stood up and said, "Your Highness, may I explain it to you?"

Emperor Qing nodded slightly: "Yes."

Huang Jin walked over slowly and lifted a piece of cloth.

Emperor Qing looked around and was immediately surprised.

The burden was filled with black soil.

"This is the soil outside the Great Wall. Your Highness says it's black soil, the essence of the earth's humus, named for its dark color. This soil is rich in vitality, fertile and suitable for farming. It has unlimited potential and is a precious agricultural resource in the world."

"According to His Highness, this soil is only found in parts of the area outside the Great Wall. It takes a thousand years for one inch to form. However, the black soil outside the Great Wall is three feet deep. It is the most fertile soil in all of Daqing and has the effect of increasing production."

Emperor Qing looked at the black soil in surprise. He had seen this kind of black soil when he went out of seclusion to wipe out the barbarians, but he never thought that this soil would have such an effect.

"Even if this soil really has such a wonderful use, I'm afraid it can't be used inside the pass. I can't transport soil from outside the pass into the pass, it will cost too much."

Emperor Qing shook his head: "Why did Lao Liu send this thing?"

Huang Jin smiled slightly and said respectfully, "The Sixth Prince said that before he left, he saw that the peonies that His Majesty liked in the palace were not growing well. If they could be planted in this soil, they would surely bloom in profusion and flourish."

Upon hearing this, Emperor Qing's eyes suddenly lit up.

He doesn't have any hobbies, he just likes to grow flowers and plants, and he especially likes peonies.

In recent years, the peonies he planted have indeed been getting worse year by year.

But he was unwilling to give up his pride and asked a minister who was proficient in agronomy to help him grow flowers, which often annoyed him.

Unexpectedly, such a trivial matter was remembered by Li Che.

Although he was happy in his heart, Emperor Qing still maintained a calm appearance: "Well, Lao Liu is thoughtful."

Huang Jin bowed respectfully and walked towards the next tribute...