Embroidered Uniform Guard: I Can Plunder Talents Chapter 294 - 73: A Grandmaster’s Favor! When It Comes to Ta

"You’ve spoken so sincerely, what reason do I have to refuse?"

This ti, Ye Liuyun didn’t go all the way to the end.

No need for that.

Maybe keeping these people around will be even more interesting.

The confiscation went on for two or three hours before finally finishing.

The things they found this ti filled more than a dozen horse-drawn carts.

Seeing that the Minister of Revenue remained calm and unruffled from beginning to end, as if he didn’t care one bit that his possessions were being carted off, even Ye Liuyun had his suspicions.

Actually, the Minister of Revenue had plenty of money stashed away, just in more hidden places that these people hadn’t found.

But Ye Liuyun didn’t bother digging further.

It was already enough; Ye Liuyun simply ordered his n to take all these things out.

He patted the Minister of Revenue on the shoulder as he said,

"Don’t worry, I’m just taking these things back for investigation. When it’s all over, I’ll return them to you!"

"..."

Really? Do I look like an idiot to you?

If I actually believed you, that would be the real joke.

The Minister of Revenue said nothing, just twitched his eyelids and watched Ye Liuyun and his n leave.

"Master!"

Only then—

The beautiful wife hiding behind the Minister of Revenue couldn’t hold back from quietly asking,

"Will he really return our things?"

"..."

You’d better just stay quiet.

The more he thought, the more his heart ached—half his fortune gone just like that. Just as Ye Liuyun figured, the Minister of Revenue did indeed have another stash sowhere else.

But even so—

What Ye Liuyun took was still more than half his wealth.

"Soone!"

The Minister of Revenue imdiately summoned the head steward.

"Master!"

The summoned steward hurried forward, sporting a red handprint on his face—who knew which Embroidered Uniform Guard had slapped him?

"Pass the word. For the next few days, keep the front gates tightly shut. If anyone cos asking, tell them I am bedridden and can’t get up!"

He finally got it.

This was really a struggle between Ye Liuyun and Prince An, Yan Jiang.

For people like them to get involved—it’s just looking for trouble.

With both sides too big to offend, the Minister of Revenue decided to feign illness.

"Understood, Master!"

The steward nodded dutifully at once.

...

anwhile, Ye Liuyun’s side—while there was still daylight—

Ye Liuyun went after another one.

Except—

This one was nowhere near as cooperative as the Minister of Revenue.

"How dare you! Do you know who I am? For a petty Southern Governor like you to treat this way, you—"

As soon as he finished speaking—

Ye Liuyun slapped him right across the face.

"Pa!"

The force was just right—not too heavy, not too light.

The fellow spun a few circles in midair before plunging into a baby-like sleep.

"What a load of crap."

Ye Liuyun glanced at him disdainfully and casually flexed his wrist.

He went right on directing his n to haul things away, clearly not caring about what had just happened.

As for the servants in the mansion—

When they saw their master knocked out with one slap, they settled down imdiately, crouching ekly in a corner, not daring to voice a single objection.

After all—

What was taken was their master’s property. It had nothing to do with them.

There’s no way they’d risk their lives for sothing like this.

...

After that—

For quite a few days in a row—

Ye Liuyun didn’t rest. So of them, still not resigned, went so far as to accuse Ye Liuyun in the morning court the very next day.

The result? That very afternoon, their entire families were invited by Ye Liuyun to be "guests" in the Embroidered Uniform Guard’s Imperial Prison.

You can’t stand tall without being ruthless.

This bunch of scoundrels—if you don’t loosen their bones a bit, they don’t know what fear is at all.

Maybe realizing that complaining to Yan Shuzhu was useless, a lot of people just took matters straight to Prince An, Yan Jiang. After all, from the very beginning, they were acting for Yan Jiang’s sake.

Now that they’re in trouble—

Would Yan Jiang really just ignore them?

If he did, who’d dare help Yan Jiang in the future?

"A bunch of idiots—how dare they threaten !"

Inside Prince An’s Mansion—

Reading through the stack of letters delivered to him,

Yan Jiang couldn’t help but have veins bulging on his forehead. The contents differed, but the main point was perfectly clear to him.

Put simply,

If Yan Jiang didn’t step up for them this ti, none of them would ever be able to work for him again.

Isn’t that just blackmail, forcing his hand?

Thanks to Ye Liuyun, Yan Jiang had already had a miserable ti recently. Now this ss lands too.

Yan Jiang seriously considered teaching this bunch a lesson personally.

But, alas—

It was just a thought.

Yan Jiang knew very well—if he still wanted any shot at the throne, the support of these people was crucial.

So, even if he didn’t want to step in, he had to.

Throwing a lot of money for a good horse—Yan Jiang really did worry his reputation would take a hit from this, making it impossible to recruit any more talent in the future.

But to have Yan Jiang personally go after Ye Liuyun? No way in hell.

So—

Yan Jiang went to see Fu Zhengqing.

Fu Zhengqing: ...

Hadn’t they already agreed to wait for Yan Shuzhu’s birthday to plot sothing together? It was just a bit over ten days. Why couldn’t he hold back?