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Chapter 1480 Chasing Seal, Immortal Pill(2/2)

Zhao Zongyan stood up and said, "Prince, the money and food for this month have not been distributed yet. The family can't even get rid of the blame."

As he said that, he farted, and the royal man behind him almost turned aside.

"Yes! It's two days late."

"What's the hurry?" Zhao Yunrang took a few photos of the case and said, "If you don't eat for two days, you won't starve to death!"

As he said that, he glanced at Zhao Yunliang.

Zhao Yunliang was wearing a Taoist robe with thin cheeks. The Taoist robe looked empty, as if a gust of wind could blow him away.

Zhao Zongjiang is not much better, with a fairy-like look on his face.

The father and son are on the way to fast.

"But there is no food at home!"

"Besides, the officials all send money and food on time, why can't we all be with the royal family?"

"Is it because the officials want to starve us to death?"

"Yes, we can save money when we starve to death!"

"If there is no result today, I won't leave."

“…”

With the enthusiasm of the crowd, Zhao Yunrang also had a headache. He scolded: "It's a big deal! I'll listen to me."

But everyone is still making trouble.

Zhao Yunrang was furious and kicked the table over, and the teacup on it fell all over the floor.

OK, quiet.

Zhao Yunrang said with satisfaction: "I'm waiting, I'll go and ask."

He went straight out. When he arrived on the street, he found a small shop and shouted skillfully: "Give me a bowl of hot and sour soup, and another cake. The cakes are to be dried and freshly released."

The store agreed and delivered it later.

The hot and sour soup is also made by Shen An. The taste of this restaurant is good. Zhao Yunrang has eaten it more than ten times, but it is all taken out.

He broke the scones and soaked them in the hot and sour soup. He stirred the chopsticks for a few times. Seeing the scones sink, Zhao Yun took a sip with satisfaction.

ah!

He couldn't help but shake his head and praised, "It's this."

After eating perfect food, he went to the imperial city with serene serene.

He didn't even go in, and just squatted outside the gate of the Political Affairs Hall.

Damn it!

This is the official’s biological father!

If the officials saw him outside the Political Affairs Hall, they didn't even have a stool, everyone would be ready to be exiled.

The doorman invited him in, and Lao Zhao shook his head and said he was waiting for news.

When the news came in, Han Qi and others came in line.

"I've seen the prince."

Everyone saluted respectfully.

Zhao Yunrang just squatted there and didn't speak.

Han Qi bent down and asked, "The Prince is this..."

Zhao Yunrang sighed: "The royal family is going to starve to death."

Why?

Han Qi looked up and everyone shook their heads.

"Invite Han Jiang to come."

Han Qi was dark and thought that this matter had nothing to do with the Zhengshi Hall. What was the matter that you came straight here!

But he did not dare to neglect it. After several persuasions, Zhao Yunrang did not go in and squatted beside him to accompany him.

It’s okay for someone else to squat while squatting. Old Han was too fat and couldn’t hold on in the end, so he simply sat on the ground.

Zhao Yunrang saw his move and couldn't help but nod.

Officials like to maintain their image, which is good for Han Qi.

Han Jiang came later, and after hearing this, he looked confused, "The money and food of the three departments are not bad!"

Why did the Sansi, who was not short of money, missed the salary of the royal family?

Moreover, the money and food were collected by themselves, which means that the royal family made a trip in vain.

Han Jiang didn't know either, so he hurriedly returned to Sansi, and almost vomited blood after asking.

"Take it!"

He then went to the palace to apologize.

"What?"

Zhao Shu was also shocked when he received the news. ::

"Your Majesty, there are officials from the Third Division colluding with minor officials to smuggle food..."

"They sold the money and grain, then made a magic pill, and sold it everywhere, saying that they would prolong their life and live forever."

Zhao Shu and the prime ministers all thought of one person.

"Chen An!"

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Chapter completed!
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