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Zhao Wujiang was shocked, what secret?

[It happened four years ago, it was the year of Wuwu, and it was also the early years of Tianqi in the Great Xia, and the new emperor ascended the throne.]

"Mr. Zhao! Master Zhao!"

The shouts of the officials came from outside, and the sound seemed a little weak because it was separated by a door and an underground secret room, but Zhao Wujiang still heard it with clever ears and eyes.

He quickly folded the envelope, put him back into the tip, and then stuffed the tip into his arms.

He looked back at the wooden boxes piled on the wooden rack in the secret room, and did not take them out together, but stepped on the steps and walked up the study.

Some things will be placed here for the time being, and then let Long Yin Guard take them.

There was only one in his arms carved with Qianlong Zaiyuan's token and Chen Anbang's letter.

When he walked out of the secret room and returned to the study, he laid the floor again and then opened the door.

"Mr. Zhao, the inventory outside has been completed. Please check it out." The visitor was Liu Wanshan, the deputy secretary of the Ministry of Revenue. He respectfully replied to Zhao Wujiang.

Zhao Wujiang nodded and followed Liu Wanshan out.

"The items in Chen Anbang's mansion, the Minister of War, have been counted, totaling 170,000 taels of silver..." Liu Wanshan led the way forward and reported to Zhao Wujiang:

"There are 36,513 taels of gold, fifty-three paintings, one hundred and thirty-three hu of pearls, and three thousand and two hundred brocades..."

They came to the front yard, and the east and the west were piled up into small hills. Liu Wanshan's eyes showed light, but he quickly restrained his expression and asked:

"Mr. Zhao, should these things be brought to the treasury first, or..."

"All of them were confiscated into the treasury." Zhao Wujiang said in a deep voice.

"Yes." Liu Wanshan sighed in his heart, it's a pity that it's better to keep some of them by himself.

But at the same time, he quietly felt admiration for Zhao Wujiang. The mountains of gold and silver were right in front of him. Zhao Wujiang announced his confiscation without blinking. What kind of courage is this?

Liu Wanshan commanded the minor officials and guards to start moving the gold mountain.

Zhao Wujiang's eyes swept to the side, and there were densely kneeling on the Chen family's servants, concubines and descendants.

The servants and servants looked at Zhao Wujiang with fear on their faces, waiting for Zhao Wujiang's punishment.

The concubine cried and cried.

Only Chen Anbang's descendants were expressionless and constantly comforting his mother.

Zhao Wujiang walked slowly towards them, and the servants of the Chen family kept shouting respectfully:

"See Lord Zhao!"

Zhao Wujiang saw the desire in their eyes, and wanted Zhao Wujiang to give orders to forgive them.

Chen Anbang had only two concubines, one was a wife and one was a concubine, which was rare among all the officials.

Chen Anbang also had only one child, the young man named Chen Zhiguo whom Zhao Wujiang met at the engagement banquet for Princess Worshiping Moon that day.

When Chen Zhiguo saw Zhao Wujiang coming, his heart was overwhelming. He did not expect that the little eunuch he had ridiculed at the time had turned into a sixth-rank secretary. He did not expect that now that Chen's mansion is in decline, it was Zhao Wujiang who came to search the house.

He slowly clasped his fists to calm his excess mood. He glanced at his mother and second mother who were still crying beside him, and said solemnly:

"Chen Zhiguo pays homage to Lord Zhao!

I would like to repay Lord Zhao as a slave and a servant in the future, and I only ask Lord Zhao to forgive Zhiguo’s two mothers!”

"Guo'er..." Chen Zhiguo's mother and second mother cried even harder and kept sobbing.

Zhao Wujiang rubbed his fingers:

"I want you to die!"

Chen Zhiguo was stunned, his eyes flashed, but he still bowed to Zhao Wujiang:

"Zhiguo offended Lord Zhao at the beginning, and he deserved the crime!

But my mother is innocent. My mother has endured the beating of her father for Zhiguo over the years and has suffered a lot. She only hopes that Lord Zhao can let her mother go...

Zhiguo voluntarily committed suicide on the spot!”

"You are not qualified to bargain with me." Zhao Wujiang said lightly, his eyes deep.

"Mr. Zhao, please let Guo'er go. What Chen Anbang did has nothing to do with Guo'er. If you want to kill, just kill me." Chen Zhiguo's mother knelt down and moved her body, stepped forward and hugged Zhao Wujiang's thighs, constantly begging.

The servants who fell on the knees also plucked up the courage to plead for the two ladies and the young master. Over the years, the ladies and the young master have treated them well.

Zhao Wujiang rubbed his fingers, and a faint smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"I want you all to leave here!

Chen Anbang has made achievements and made contributions over the years, but his merits and demerits are not offset. The person involved in the matter will be punished for raiding Chen's house.

And you are neither traitors nor traitors who are in harmony with each other. The saint is kind and sage, and the saint is so virtuous that you will be punished for death!"

Upon hearing this, Chen Zhiguo's depression finally evaporated. He buried his head heavily on the ground and kowtowed to Zhao Wujiang to thank him.

The two ladies began to sob again, glad that they had survived the disaster, and felt that their fate had changed too quickly.

The servants cheered, kept bowing and praising Zhao Wujiang and the Empress.

"Learn from history!" Zhao Wujiang spoke lightly and gave the final warning.

He is not a bloodthirsty person, nor is he a hypocritical person. Whether he can let these people go is just in his mind.
Chapter completed!