Chapter 137
Lin Zhichong was stunned, and his whole body began to shiver.
These words didn't seem wrong at first.
But there was a great meaning in these words; how could he, Chunyu Yue, dare to do this?
Isn't he afraid of being exterminated to the third clan after being discovered?
Lin Zhichong regretted it; he originally just wanted to stop the reform.
Only in this way would his interests not be lost.
But now Chunyu Yue wants to use someone else's hand to get rid of the Ninth Prince!
He finally sat in the position of Censor-in-Chief, and is also one of the Deputy Prime Ministers.
He doesn't want to seek death; if money is gone, he can think of other ways, but if this matter is discovered.
Let alone himself, even his family will be exterminated, exterminated to the third clan!
Lin Zhichong's face turned blue and white, obviously angered, and also frightened to the point of losing his reason for a while.
After a long while, Lin Zhichong took a few deep breaths to regain some reason.
"Doctor, you have never said these words, and I have never been here today."
"This official still has some things to deal with at home, so I will leave first."
Lin Zhichong stood up, his expression solemn, bowed, turned, and walked away.
He didn't want to go crazy with this old guy; he must clear his relationship as soon as possible.
Otherwise, if this matter is investigated, he probably won't be able to escape.
He doesn't want to lose his official position and endless wealth like this.
And, if he goes to inform, maybe there will be a reward.
"Censor, it's a bit late to want to leave now!"
"You have been collecting taxes with this old man recently, which is obviously shielding the aristocrats; to outsiders, it is colluding with me."
"Do you think you can clear your relationship if you leave here now and it is investigated?"
Chunyu Yue's light words fell into Lin Zhichong's ears.
Lin Zhichong shook all over and couldn't help but stop his footsteps.
He turned around abruptly and looked at Chunyu Yue, his eyes flashing with cold light, wishing he could swallow him alive.
"You... you old thing, are you trying to pit me!?"
Lin Zhichong's eyes were about to split, pointing at Chunyu Yue and scolding loudly.
"Eh eh eh, Censor, this is wrong."
Chunyu Yue was not worried at all that the furious Lin Zhichong would rush up and beat him up.
"These days, everyone knows we are on the same path."
"At this time, what we should do is how to operate this action; we must never let a third person know about this."
"Otherwise, once I am discovered, you won't be able to escape either."
Hearing this, Lin Zhichong's legs went soft, and he slumped directly to the ground.
Chunyu Yue's words are a fact; these days, what the two of them have done, everyone can see.
Unless no one knows about the Ninth Prince's whereabouts being exposed, as long as someone knows that this matter is related to Chunyu Yue, he will also be hard to blame.
Thinking of this, Lin Zhichong sighed heavily.
The current plan is to try his best to help Chunyu Yue clean up the tail; otherwise, he will also die.
"This old bastard, I'm going to be killed by you!"
Lin Zhichong looked at the person in front of him powerlessly.
Chunyu Yue was not afraid at all and smiled: "Censor, you are overthinking."
"We haven't done anything; what does it have to do with us?"
"You must not scare yourself."
"Come come come, drink tea; the tea that the Ninth Prince tinkered with is truly not bad."
Lin Zhichong tried his best to calm his emotions.
He returned to his seat and sat down.
But looking at the person in front of him, he wished he could peel his skin and drink his blood.
"I'll admit defeat this time; hurry up and discuss how to clear those relationships!"
Chunyu Yue said confidently: "Don't panic; I said this matter has nothing to do with us, and no one can find out."
After a while, the hearty laughter of the two came from the room.
Zhangtai Palace.
In the Imperial Study.
Ying Zheng and Ying Ying Zi Ye sat opposite each other.
They were listening to Zhang Han telling various news about Great Qin recently.
End of Chapter
