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"How much can the government give? Besides, so many people have been saved; their lives aren't worth more than 20 imperial edicts!" Jin Shuai asked with a smile.

"This..." Emperor Renzong was momentarily at a loss for words.

"Young Master Jin, this imperial edict is not something that can be bestowed upon just anyone! Only those who have made extremely significant contributions to our Great Song Dynasty can receive this honor!" A minister in court attire, with a solemn expression, stepped forward and said loudly.

Upon hearing this, Jin Shuai, who was standing to the side, raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a half-smile. He slowly opened his mouth and asked, "Oh? So, does that mean that my merit of saving the lives of so many common people, as well as those of the royal family, nobles, and all the civil and military officials, is not enough for a single imperial edict?" His voice was neither loud nor soft, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

The minister was momentarily speechless, his face flushed red, and he stammered, unsure how to respond. At this moment, Emperor Renzong, who had remained silent on the dragon throne, finally spoke: "I am curious, why are you so determined to obtain this imperial edict?"

Upon hearing this, Jin Shuai's smile widened, and he replied in a relaxed tone, "Your Majesty, I'm afraid of death! There are always some troublemakers who accuse me of being arrogant and disrespectful, and even threaten to behead me. Oh dear, it's truly terrifying! So, with this imperial edict in hand, I can protect my life!" After saying this, he deliberately feigned extreme fear, which drew laughter from the surrounding crowd.

Emperor Renzong thought to himself, "It seems that this brat is determined to make trouble for those three censors!" Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.

At this moment, another minister dressed in a purple official robe stepped forward and said, “Young Master Jin, you are unaware of this! Although these iron certificates are extremely precious, they are not without limitations. Generally speaking, each iron certificate can only exempt one person from the death penalty three times, and only for serious crimes such as treason. Therefore, even if we were to bestow upon you many more iron certificates, it would probably be difficult to fully satisfy your needs!”

However, General Jin seemed to disregard the minister's words, still smiling as he pressed on, "Oh? In that case, how about just granting me eight iron certificates? That way, even if I accidentally commit a minor offense, I won't lose my head!" These words immediately caused an uproar throughout the court…

"I will first bestow upon you a certificate of merit and then grant you the title of viscount. If you make further contributions in the future, I will bestow upon you additional rewards," Emperor Renzong said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, on behalf of my grandson, I thank you." Jin Junqing hurriedly stepped forward and bowed respectfully.

"Then I thank Your Excellency for the reward. I wonder if the imperial edict has been finalized?" General Jin asked with a slight smile.

"It is indeed ready, but it will take some time to make," Emperor Renzong replied with some doubt.

"In that case, Your Majesty, could you lend me six imperial guards for an hour? Afterwards, I can get back to my business," Jin Shuai asked with a smile. He thought to himself, "Hahaha. What goes around comes around."

Although Emperor Renzong had some doubts, he still summoned six guards who were standing outside the palace and instructed them to obey the orders of Commander Jin, but not to break the law.