The strongest devouring system in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 378 Not So Happy

“No way, how could I give you this opportunity? I’m telling you, my good brother, if it were anything else, I wouldn’t have any complaints. But this time, kill Chen Er and find the mission, leave it to me.” Zhang Tianhe was a little reluctant at the time.

Good heavens, I finally found this opportunity! It's just killing a corrupt official, what's the big deal? Assassinating officials was commonplace in the Ming Dynasty. Take high-ranking officials like Wei Zhongxian, for example; many committed suicide there every year, but what were the final outcomes?

"You two better get ready. I need to see Chen Er's head on the table within three days at the latest, or you two should know what the consequences will be."

At this moment, Chen Er, accompanied by Ma Dazhi and a group of armed guards, walked towards Zhao Tianming's residence. Chen Er's brows furrowed involuntarily as he walked with his hands behind his back.

"Ma Dazhi, once we get to Zhao Tianming's place, I'll make an excuse to stall him. Then you and the brothers can sneak in and search Zhao Tianming's secret stash. Remember my words, don't have too many people, be a little smart, and don't miss any places."

Chen Er said firmly to Ma Dazhi, "Don't make any noise. Only by finding the small warehouse can we seize Zhao Tianming's weakness."

“When the time comes, this guy will deny it no matter what, and he won’t have anything to say when the evidence is right in front of him,” Chen Er explained once again.

Even Zhao Beixing would probably be far behind, Chen Er explained to Ma Dazhi with great confidence. Chen Er's words made Ma Dazhi and Liu Chengdong's blood boil.

They felt that they could learn a lot by following Chen Er. Moreover, Chen Er was a passionate person who gave his subordinates a sense of security in everything he did.

Ma Dazhi's eyes lit up immediately, and he clenched his two huge fists: "Great! As long as we take down Zhao Tianming, let's see who dares to act arrogantly in front of us. By the way, should we inform the Embroidered Uniform Guard about this? Let them prepare as well."

In fact, Ma Dazhi knew in his heart that although he had sent a large number of people, at least half of them had to hide. Good heavens, with so many armed guards, if Zhao Tianming discovered them, he would probably be ready to fight long ago.

It's not impossible that countless people will die or be injured, and the imperial court won't turn a blind eye unless Chen Er can accurately locate Zhao Tianming's treasury. Otherwise, Chen Er will be the one who provoked the situation first.

If the emperor were to punish Chen Er, even a first-rank official would not escape death.

So this time, Chen Er is gambling with his life. Chen Er relaxed his brows and then patiently said.

“Ma Dazhi, let’s not alarm the Embroidered Uniform Guard for now. Anyway, I’ve already discussed it with Brother Zhang Xingchen. We’ll wait until this man has dealt with Yang Xiaoqian before we take action together.”

“At that time, even Lord Zhao Beixing, if he wants to exonerate Zhao Tianming, will have to think twice about whether he can get involved in this mess,” Chen Er exclaimed happily.

Before long, the group arrived at Zhao Tianming's residence. Chen Er looked at the two huge lion heads placed at Zhao Tianming's door and couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"He really is a cunning old fox. Look at this dilapidated place, but who would have thought that Zhao Tianming has a secret stash of money hidden inside?"

Chen Er knew very well that if he could accurately find Zhao Tianming's secret stash, he would be amazed by the amount inside.

After all, Zhao Tianming had been an official for decades, and anyone could guess how substantial this huge sum of money must be.

“You all stay hidden in the shadows. No one is allowed to move around or make any noise without my permission.”

Chen Er immediately relayed the order to the guards with swords, and the group of men, like bandits, scurried away into the shadows.

Fortunately, Zhao Tianming's residence was relatively remote, and there were many places to hide. Chen Er led Ma Dazhi and Liu Chengdong inside.

However, a group of people walked towards them. These people were dressed as guards with swords. The leader was a burly man with a thick beard, who was holding a sword in his hand.

The man looked imposing and domineering, but the moment he saw Chen Er, a cold glint involuntarily flashed in his eyes.

"Who are you? Did anyone let you in? Our family made an appointment with us at a certain time."

The man spoke with great composure, clearly a seasoned veteran of the martial world. Chen Er's lips curled into a mocking smile, but on the surface he remained respectful, cupping his hands in a gesture of respect to the man.

"My name is Chen Er, and I am a newly appointed first-rank official. I have come here today to pay my respects to Lord Zhao Tianming. I wonder if you are in the government office?"

Chen Er spoke very calmly, but to this man, it was like a stone thrown into still water, creating a thousand waves.

Good heavens! This man looked Chen Er up and down and thought, "You're so young! Although the rank of First Grade isn't high, this is the first time in history that a man has seen such a young First Grade official. I can't help but admire you."

"So you are Chen Er. But wait here for a moment. I'll go and ask my master first. If he's willing to let you in, then you can come in. Listen up, all of you, stand guard here and don't let any strangers in."

After the man finished speaking, he jogged into the hall.

It seemed that Zhao Tianming had been informed, and a group of people were blocking the way in the courtyard. Ma Dazhi was a little angry, his eyes red, and he shook his mouth, letting out a cold laugh.

"Sir, how about we give them a hard time? These guys only respond to gentle persuasion, they're just bullies who rely on their master's power, how dare they block our way!" Ma Dazhi said angrily.

However, Chen Er waved his hand helplessly: "Don't be too impulsive."

At this moment, in a quiet study, Zhao Tianming was still fiddling with the abacus. He never imagined that the money in his secret stash was almost comparable to that of the Ming Dynasty. It was truly unbelievable. But the more money he had, the greater the pressure he felt. Should he cry or laugh?

That's right, Zhao Tianming is using an abacus to calculate the money in his secret stash.

The numbers I calculated shocked me; I never imagined that so much corruption had occurred in recent years!