Whether fifty million taels of silver were real or fake, Yu Tao, who received ten million, had an idea, and Zhu Qiyou, who collected a hundred million, was even more clear.
They glossed over it with a brief mention, neither of them dwelling on it for long.
Soon, Zhu Qiyou's attention was captured by the confidential letter. Seeing the large amount of evidence of treason from the Eastern King's Mansion, coupled with the jade seal and imperial robe in the package, a flicker of killing intent passed through his eyes.
But when he came across a certain picture book, that killing intent became increasingly difficult to suppress.
"Eastern King, well done!"
Zhu Qiyou said dissipatedly, "Yu, my beloved subject, your efforts in handling matters at the Profound Yin Department in Ning Province have not been in vain. I've secretly encouraged your actions and the credit for this successful scheme demands reward."
