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Chapter 112 The Great Battle at the Palace Gate! Officials Imprisoned! Shen Yan's Prestige!

Chapter 113 The Great Battle at the Palace Gate! Officials Imprisoned! Shen Yan's Prestige!

Outside the palace.

The wind and snow gradually stopped, the sun came out, and shone on the officials, bringing them a touch of warmth.

Chen Yu, accompanied by a young eunuch from the Directorate of Ceremonial, approached the officials.

"My lords, you are all well-versed in the Four Books and Five Classics, and should understand the way of a subject. Why then are you besieging us here?"

When the officials saw the eunuchs from the Directorate of Ceremonial, they assumed that the emperor had sent someone to deliver a message.

He had been beaming with joy, but after hearing Chen Yu's words, his heart turned as cold as ice and snow.

"Father-in-law, please help us convey our message: our family is truly destitute. Otherwise, why would we resort to such an uncivilized act?"

"Please, sir, have a change of heart and help us report this."

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The officials were all talking at once, and Chen Yu couldn't possibly out-argue them.

He was so anxious that blisters formed on the corners of his mouth, so he had no choice but to return to the palace.

I want to ask Wang Xi what he thinks.

But when he arrived at the cell, he found it empty, with only the charcoal fire in the stove still burning brightly.

He immediately understood.

"The answer is written right there in the riddle itself; my godfather already told me!"

This matter is difficult to handle, as it involves the reputations of many officials and the emperor, and it pleases neither side.

However, since he was a eunuch, he could only stand behind the emperor, which meant he had to offend all the officials.

"Alas! Who says being an official is easy? I think it's the hardest thing in the world."

Chen Yu summoned a young eunuch and took out the court rods he usually used to punish palace maids and eunuchs.

With a resolute expression, he arrived at the palace gate.

He looked at the official in front of him with a fierce expression.

"My lords, the payment of salaries is the responsibility of the Ministry of Revenue. If you need money, you should go to the Ministry of Revenue, not block the palace."

Although the officials were somewhat intimidated by Chen Yu's attitude, they were unwilling to back down.

"We've been to the Ministry of Revenue before, haven't we? I'm an official there myself, just came from there!"

The other officials from the Ministry of Revenue also began to echo this sentiment.

"Yes, I am the head of the Ministry of Revenue."

"I am a physician in the Ministry of Revenue."

"..——"

Chen Yu cursed these people in his heart: "Damn it, these Ministry of Revenue officials are really useless. They don't even know how to take advantage of the situation."

Seeing that their efforts to shift the blame had failed, the officials became increasingly agitated and indignant.

Chen Yu gritted his teeth and said to the eunuch beside him, "Beat them! Beat them until they leave!"

The officials besieged the palace, not to rebel, but simply to demand their salaries, which is truly both laughable and pathetic.

Many of these officials were skilled in martial arts, and some were quite accomplished.

Seeing that the eunuch dared to make a move, they naturally could not continue to tolerate it.

"These eunuchs actually dared to beat up officials of the imperial court; they are truly audacious."

"Damn it, I can't take this anymore!"

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The eunuchs and officials were fighting amongst themselves.

Although the eunuchs carried court rods, most of them were not skilled in martial arts, so how could they be a match for the officials?

The pent-up resentment of the past few days erupted at this moment, and these officials showed no mercy in their actions.

Many eunuchs were beaten to death. They wanted to escape, but Chen Yu was right behind them, so how could they dare to run away?

Running away would surely mean certain death, but staying might offer a chance to catch Chen Yu's eye, who might even adopt him as a godson, allowing him to walk with impunity in the palace.

at last.

Emperor Xuanwu, who had been watching from Wanshou Palace for a long time, could no longer bear it.

He said to Wang Xi beside him, "This Chen Yu is too audacious. He actually dared to beat up an official of the imperial court."

Wang Xi immediately knelt down and admitted his mistake.

"Please forgive me, Master. It is my fault for neglecting to discipline you."

Emperor Xuanwu sighed.

"Chen Yu also wanted to maintain the dignity of the palace, but he was a bit careless in his work."

He then added, "Send men to arrest the official who just assaulted someone, and Chen Yu, and lock them up in the imperial prison. This is outrageous."

After receiving the order, Wang Xi left Wanshou Palace, leaving only Emperor Xuanwu alone.

He then sent someone to summon the Minister of Revenue to the palace for an audience with the Emperor.

Heaven Prison.

Shen Yan stood on the watchtower and looked towards the palace.

From a distance, the two groups of people rushed together, looking just like a gang fight.

"Could they have started fighting?!"

It's no wonder he thought that way; all the officials of the Great Zhou Dynasty were full of martial virtue, whether they were civil or military officials.

The key point is that they are all incredibly skilled fighters, so it's not impossible for them to fight right at the palace gates.

When demanding money back, that's when violent conflicts are most likely to occur.

Those who need money always face more difficulties, as they are all trying to make a living.

If they hadn't been driven to desperation, they wouldn't have ended up like this.

Shen Yan felt this deeply.

In my previous life, my salary was on an annual basis because it was often paid only once every six months or a year.

The problem is that the pay isn't always complete; it's often a case of "six months' pay minus three," meaning you only get half a year's pay after a year of work.

This life, working in the Heavenly Prison, is even more absurd; I've never even heard of any salary being paid.

The only slightly better thing is that there's extra income to be made in prison, so even without a salary, it doesn't matter.

Before Shen Yan could watch the play for long, he noticed something was wrong.

The crowd quickly dispersed, but they headed towards the prison.

He quickly realized that he had not misread the situation; a fight had indeed broken out at the palace gates.

This means they're going to imprison someone in the imperial jail.

He jumped off the watchtower.

Shen Yan summoned Chen Xiaoshuan.

"Sir, what do you need me for?"

"Go and have someone clean the empty cells in cell A. They'll be here soon."

Upon hearing Shen Yan's words, Chen Xiaoshuan thought to himself, "Could it be that the master is a reincarnation of a deity, capable of divination?"

However, once Shen Yan gave the order, Chen Xiaoshuan naturally wouldn't ask any more questions.

Immediately order someone to clean the cell.

Sure enough, soon those officials and nobles were taken to the imperial prison by the palace guards.

The leader, seeing that it was Shen Yan who came out to greet him, was extremely respectful.

Shen Yan looked at a burly man who was eight feet tall and weighed over two hundred pounds, and pinched his throat, not daring to speak loudly to him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "My lord, there's no need for that. I don't eat people."

The man quickly waved his hand and said, "My throat has been sore lately, please forgive me, sir."

After handing the person over to Shen Yan, they immediately left the prison.

Shen Yan immediately realized that he must have been the subject of rumors about himself again.

His reputation was completely ruined, but fortunately he didn't care.

Whether it's a good reputation or a bad reputation, it's always better than being unknown.

Upon seeing so many convicted officials, Chen Xiaoshuan couldn't help but admire Shen Yan.

"Sir, you are indeed very good at predicting the future!"

As Shen Yan watched these people being escorted into the imperial prison, he couldn't help but think to himself, "Maliciously demanding wages? It does seem a bit like that. This world is still too crazy."

But what good would it do for Emperor Xuanwu to imprison people? The owed salaries still had to be paid.

They used to have Yan Fan's support, but now that Yan Fan has fallen, they have to find someone to come up with money.

Of course, this commotion by these people is also a good thing for him.

Who knows, by making such a fuss, I might even be able to get a salary from the imperial court.

Although it wasn't much money, there's no reason not to pay wages for doing a job.

Otherwise, what kind of job is this?

Shen Yan instructed Chen Xiaoshuan, "Chen Xiaoshuan, don't send any money to these people."

"Yes, sir."

Those who carry firewood for the masses should not be allowed to freeze to death.

The scene of them demanding their wages evoked many emotions in Shen Yan, bringing back familiar memories.