Making you a son-in-law is not about making you conquer the world.

The Vice Minister of Revenue was so aggrieved that he almost cried out, muttering to himself, "Didn't you say that we wouldn't collect taxes today?"

In truth, the Vice Minister of Revenue was somewhat of a scapegoat.

The Minister of Revenue belonged to Fan Li's camp and had long been instructed not to collect taxes today. The Vice Minister of Revenue was merely following orders when he was spat on in the face and slapped.

"The Emperor is already aware of this matter. If we don't collect the taxes soon, our official hats will be in jeopardy," the Minister of Revenue hurriedly replied.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty knows about this? What should we do then?" The Vice Minister of Revenue was so anxious that he stamped his feet.

If taxes are levied, it would be a violation of Fan Li's orders; if they are not levied, the emperor will punish them.

"Open the gates to collect taxes, but we'll deliberately slow it down, saying the Ministry of Revenue is short-staffed," the Minister of Revenue instructed.

Before long, the gates of the Ministry of Revenue opened, and the Vice Minister of Revenue walked out with a fawning smile, accompanied only by four subordinates.

"Those who want to pay taxes, line up and come one by one," the Vice Minister of Revenue said unhurriedly.

Since ancient times, the common people have never fought against the officials, so these merchants naturally dared not complain and patiently waited to pay their taxes.

The Vice Minister of Revenue brought over two tables, one person sat on each side, and the other two were responsible for carrying the grain little by little into the Ministry of Revenue.

The wealthy merchants were immediately shocked; only two people were responsible for transporting the grain?

Although they are not in a hurry, the pace is indeed quite slow, and it's unclear when they will be able to wait.

The servants sent by Jia Zhenzhen wanted to help, but were stopped outside by the guards of the Ministry of Revenue.

The reason is simple: unauthorized personnel are not allowed to enter the Ministry of Revenue.

"Your Excellency Fu has quite the airs of an official. May I ask if I may enter?" A cold voice came from outside the crowd.

Fu Xiu was a core official, so he had naturally heard that booming voice before, and he was immediately trembling with fear.

"Great-General..." Fu Xiu bowed her head, speaking tremblingly.

"Lord Fu hasn't answered my question yet," Bai Tiantian continued, emphasizing her words.

"Yes, yes, of course," Fu Xiu stammered, turning her head back repeatedly, clearly seeking help from the Minister of Revenue.

"Can my brothers go in?" Bai Tiantian asked, pointing to the thousands of burly men behind her.

Although he had taken off his thick armor, his sharp eyes really startled Fu-soo.

The Black Iron Guards are not just famous for nothing; they can kill with a single glance.

Fu Xiu was so frightened he almost fell to the ground. He naturally knew that the person Bai Tiantian called her brother was the Black Iron Guard.

"Yes, yes, it's okay." Fu Xiu lay on the ground like a lump of mud.

"Wait!" Just as the Black Iron Guards were about to enter the Ministry of Revenue, the Minister of Revenue blocked their way at the door.

The moment he saw Bai Tiantian, he was terrified, after all, Fan Li had said he was going to rebel.

However, upon seeing the Black Iron Guards remove their armor and abandon their warhorses, the Minister of Revenue regained his composure.

Clearly, Bai Tiantian didn't have the guts to rebel; he was merely engaging in a battle of wits with Fan Li.

Since he still abides by the laws of the Daye Dynasty, he dares not force his way into the Ministry of Revenue.

“General, you are of noble status and a guest of honor, so you are naturally welcome to enter. However, the thousands of Black Iron Guards behind you are not welcome,” the Minister of Revenue replied sternly.

“What Lord Wan said makes some sense. Collecting taxes is the Ministry of Revenue’s duty, and there’s no need for my brothers to do it for us.” Bai Tiantian smiled faintly, but the eyes hidden beneath her golden armor turned cold.

"There is one thing I don't understand. In such a large Ministry of Revenue, are there only two bailiffs?" Bai Tiantian's voice turned cold as she walked aggressively toward the gate.

"Stop him! We must not let him step through the gate!" The Minister of Revenue said in a panic.

In an effort to slow down the collection of taxes, hundreds of yamen runners from the Ministry of Revenue were hiding inside. They hadn't had time to disperse yet, and if Bai Tiantian were to see them, she would surely make a big fuss about it.

Eight guards at the gate cautiously approached, but dared not get too close.

They had heard of Bai Tiantian's formidable reputation and dared not seek their own demise.

As Bai Tiantian drew closer, they had no choice but to bite the bullet and make their move.

“General, if you take another step forward, don’t blame us for being impolite,” a guard said, mustering his courage.

Clearly, he became the first innocent victim, sent flying by Bai Tiantian's palm strike. His light body, like a kite with a broken string, crashed heavily into the door. Several of his ribs were broken, and he was clearly barely breathing.

"Stop arguing, come at me all at once!" Bai Tiantian said domineeringly.

Yeah yeah!

Driven by duty, they had to work themselves to the bone, and in the end, they all met the same fate.

Although their lives are not in danger, they may be left with disabilities.

Bai Tiantian is not only ruthless, but also exceptionally steady; she never kills easily.

The Minister of Revenue was so frightened that he wet himself, fearing that Bai Tiantian would smash his skull with a single blow.

"General, please calm down. I'll send men to help you." The Minister of Revenue ran off in a flash.

"Let them see the strength of the Black Iron Guards!" Bai Tiantian shouted, and thousands of Black Iron Guards surged forward instantly.

Clearly, they were to act as servants, helping wealthy merchants carry tax grain into the Ministry of Revenue.

The two clerks on the desk turned pale with fright and dared not be negligent in the slightest, wishing they could use both hands to manipulate the abacus beads together.

The Black Iron Guards usually carry a weight of over 100 pounds, yet they can still gallop across the battlefield. Now, having removed their armor and discarded their greatswords, each of them is a super strongman.

He could easily carry eight bags of grain on his shoulder and lift a heavy stone in one go.

Thousands of bushels of grain were continuously transported into the Ministry of Revenue, and the previously empty granaries were immediately replenished.

“Lord Wan, why don’t you come to the palace with me? I imagine His Majesty is waiting for you to report the good news!” Bai Tiantian grabbed Wan Jin and carried him on her shoulder like a little chick.

Wan Jin wanted to resist, but lacked the ability, so she could only go to the palace with him.

Among the crowd, Bai Tiantian's golden armor was quite eye-catching, immediately attracting the attention of the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

"What does Lord Lu mean by this? Do you not want me to enter the palace?" Bai Tiantian shouted loudly at Lu Mu on the city platform.

This one person alone is enough to intimidate an entire city!

Lu Mu was somewhat flustered. Only after learning that Bai Tiantian was not followed by a large army did he cautiously open the city gate.

"Where did the General go? Why is he carrying Lord Wan?" Lu Mu asked tentatively, afraid that Bai Tiantian might actually be plotting a rebellion.

"Of course I went to the Ministry of Revenue to watch a good show. Does Lord Lu think I've become a rebel?" Bai Tiantian said coldly, walking forward aggressively.

As Bai Tiantian ventured deeper into the palace, Lu Mu lowered his guard. In a one-on-one fight, he was no less capable than Bai Tiantian, and with the heavy guards in the palace, he wasn't afraid that she would dare to assassinate the emperor.

"The General is utterly loyal and devoted, how could he become a traitor? I only heard that some ignorant enemies have come to the city, so I strengthened our defenses," Lu Mu replied with a smile.

The two talked all the way and soon arrived at the main hall. Bai Tiantian threw Wan Jin, who looked like a dead dog, on the ground and said sternly, "Lord Wan, why don't you tell me what happened today?"