Chapter 442: He is just an expendable material

"Both sides suffered?"

The old Emperor muttered.

Qiu Defu didn't dare to answer, lowering his head and pretending he didn't exist.

"Do you know how many people the Marquis's Mansion sent, how many martial artists, and what rank?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, according to the news reported by the Embroidered Uniform Guard, the Marquis's Mansion sent about three hundred people, half of whom are martial artists, mostly of the first or second rank."

The old Emperor frowned upon hearing this, looking very dissatisfied. "Not enough. Far from enough. This bit of people is definitely not the Marquis's Mansion's strength. What is Jiang Tu doing, busy for so many days, and still couldn't force the Marquis's Mansion to exhaust all its strength. Incompetent, waste! With the Marquis's Mansion's foundation, how could there be only this bit of people, and the rank of the martial artists is too low. Go call that fellow Jiang Tu here, and additionally call the Embroidered Uniform Guard here; I want to ask personally how he is handling the errand."

The old Emperor was so angry that he threw the memorials all over the floor.

Qiu Defu hurriedly ordered people to pass the word, while carefully pacifying the old Emperor's emotions.

"Your Majesty, calm down! Lord Jiang might be a clever woman who can't cook without rice; after all, he has been by Your Majesty's side for a limited time, and the manpower he can recruit is also limited. Please, Your Majesty, be tolerant for a few days, let him think of other ways to exert his full strength."

"You are actually kind-hearted, actually speaking for that fellow Jiang Tu. It's a pity Jiang Tu is not here, and doesn't know your good intentions."

Qiu Defu laughed. "The small one is Your Majesty's person, only sharing burdens for Your Majesty. As long as Your Majesty is happy, the small one doesn't need others' favors."

"Haha..." The old Emperor laughed, and his mood seemed to have improved.

At this time, a eunuch reported that someone from the Jixia Academy had come to offer medicine, asking if Your Majesty wanted to summon the person.

"Summon quickly!"

As soon as the old Emperor heard that the Jixia Academy was offering medicine, his mood immediately turned from overcast to sunny, better than anything. Jiang Tu, the Marquis's Mansion, all stood aside, none of them were important.

"I thought I would have to wait until next year to have the opportunity to take the pills offered by the Jixia Academy. Didn't expect it to be successful so quickly. Haha... Heaven helps me!"

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty. Your Majesty's great fortune reaches the sky, and you will definitely be able to get what you want."

Qiu Defu's auspicious words came out as soon as he opened his mouth.

The old Emperor received the person from the Jixia Academy who offered the medicine, a young scholar who looked exceptionally handsome; hearing his name, one knew he was a direct descendant of the Jixia Academy.

The old Emperor took the pill, smelled the medicinal fragrance of the pill, and appeared extremely obsessed.

"The first furnace of pills refined after the Old Ancestor came out of seclusion, didn't expect it to be successful the first time. It's all thanks to Your Majesty's great fortune reaching the sky, blessed by Heaven."

"Hahaha..."

The old Emperor's mood stretched again. "Speak, what reward do you want. Official position or wealth?"

"Offering medicine to Your Majesty is the blessing of the humble people; how dare we have extravagant hopes."

"No matter! If you haven't thought about it, I will give you three days. After you go back, discuss it well with your master; no matter what you want, as long as I can afford it, I will definitely not be stingy."

"The humble people thank Your Majesty for your great grace on behalf of the Jixia Academy!"

By the time Jiang Tu hurried to Taiji Palace to see the Emperor, the old Emperor was immersed in the joy of obtaining the pill, rarely not beating or scolding Jiang Tu.

It must be said that this fellow Jiang Tu has some luck on his body.

Qiu Defu was even a little jealous in his heart.

Originally thought he would see this fellow Jiang Tu get beaten and scolded by the old Emperor. Didn't expect that the Jixia Academy would send medicine at this time, saving Jiang Tu's dog life.

Luck is truly something one cannot but believe.

Qiu Defu further associated that perhaps some expert was protecting Jiang Tu? Or did Jiang Tu seek some luck-turning thing from somewhere?

It seems necessary to send someone to investigate and break this fellow Jiang Tu's good luck.

Jiang Tu himself was also prepared to be beaten and scolded by the old Emperor; never expected that when the old Emperor saw him, he was actually smiling, looking like he was in a very good mood.

Seeing this, although he didn't know the reason, he knew the opportunity had come. He took the opportunity to complain, bitterly scolding the Marquis's Mansion, bitterly scolding Chen Guanfu. He requested the old Emperor to give him a little more time, and it would be best to give a little support.

Especially support in terms of martial artists.

Low-rank martial artists are easy to recruit, and the number is large, but they are useless.

High-rank martial artists are either kept by noble families, or they serve the imperial court, or they are in sects. Wanting to recruit one or two, it's truly not something that can be handled by money.

Even if one or two high-rank martial artists are moved by money, no one can guarantee that the Marquis's Mansion doesn't have high-rank martial artists. After all, the Marquis's Mansion has a deep foundation, and the power currently shown is only a very small part. The truly powerful martial artists, the characters who can truly guard the house, definitely haven't come out yet.

Don't wait until a Grandmaster runs out; that would be finished.

"Grandmaster? Hmph! In this capital, except for the palace, who would have a Grandmaster, who dares to have a Grandmaster."

The old Emperor sneered coldly.

Since he became Emperor, one thing he has been doing is ensuring the safety of the capital, absolutely not allowing any Grandmaster who is out of the imperial court's control to be active in the capital.

Once discovered, the Grandmaster in the palace will definitely come forward, either killing them or driving them out of the capital.

The old Emperor cherishes his life very much and absolutely does not allow terrifying power that is not under his control to appear in the capital.

Therefore, it is determined that the Marquis's Mansion definitely does not have a Grandmaster-level martial artist.

Whether there are high-rank martial artists of the eighth or ninth rank, this is hard to say.

With the Marquis's Mansion's ability, hiding a few people without being discovered by the Embroidered Uniform Guard is not a difficult thing.

Looking at the crying Jiang Tu, the old Emperor felt slightly annoyed.

"You idiot, letting you handle things and you can't handle them well, what use do I have for you."

Only scolding and not hitting is already the old Emperor's extra grace, mainly because he was in a good mood today and didn't want to lay a hand.

"The humble official is guilty, the humble official is guilty!"

In terms of pleading guilty, Jiang Tu claims to be second, and no one dares to claim to be first.

He has mastered the ability to flatter the superior and bully the inferior, and it is impossible for him to overturn in the field he is good at.

"You died, that would be simple; who will handle my affairs. You bastard, not thinking about sharing burdens for me, only knowing how to seek death all day. One day, if I really grant you death, let's see how you are."

"Your Majesty granting the humble official death, that is also the humble official's blessing." This fellow Jiang Tu plays flattering the superior to perfection.

Qiu Defu lowered his head slightly, rolling his eyes in his heart; he despised Jiang Tu, but he could do nothing about the other party. Occasionally applying eye drops, at most it would let Jiang Tu be fined some money and lose favor for a few days.

When His Majesty has shady things to handle, Jiang Tu will be favored again.

Things are just this fucked up.

Yu Zhaoan knows how to flatter the superior, but his kung fu is all used in government affairs, not these shady things.

Clearly, it is impossible for the old Emperor to let Yu Zhaoan, a proper scholar, handle these shady things. Because he wants face! Worried that Yu Zhaoan will record, write, and spread it privately, ruining his reputation.

For scholars, being a little more guarded is not wrong.

As for people like Jiang Tu, naturally, they are used however they want, purely an expendable material. ===== CHAPTER 443 =====