Now the commoners couldn't blame Zhao Ci.
The Junior Officials went from facing imminent conviction to being completely absolved—and even got a chance at a lottery. They had even less reason to blame Zhao Ci.
'Damn it!'
'He gets all the credit.'
'But I'm the one who has to pay?'
'You get to have it all!'
'Forty thousand taels!'
'Why don't you just go rob someone?!'
Zhang Delv's lips began to tremble. "Your Highness! My annual salary is only a few hundred taels. Forty thousand taels is..."
Zhao Ci smiled and reminded him, "Lord Zhang, the quarter-hour is almost up!"
Zhang Delv: "..."
'Not even a chance to bargain, huh?'
'His head was buzzing.'
He'd only dared to pull this stunt right under Zhao Ci's nose because he thought the Emperor wouldn't bother punishing him over such trivial matters.
But if Zhao Ci were to force the issue with the power of the Imperial Clan Court, there was no way this would end well!
