Sun Chengyun was moved to death when he saw that Yuzhu had thought so carefully for him. He slightly cupped his hands and said in a deep voice: "I, Sun, am not a good person, but I also know that a scholar will die for his confidant."

Yuzhu sighed and said: "You only need to pay the necessary amount of silver to the inner treasury steadily, and you will be considered a great help to me. Do you understand?"

Sun Chengyun suddenly smiled and said: "You have soldiers in your hands and I have money in my hands. What can't be accomplished?"

The old emperor is getting older day by day, and the so-called power he has now can only be regarded as wealth on paper.

Only if Yuzhu chooses the right next emperor and takes control of the power, can Sun Chengyun's wealth be truly lasting.

We are all sensible people, so there is no need to sing nonsense.

If you understand, you will understand. If you don’t understand, there is no need to contact you again.

Sun Chengyun left happily, but Yuzhu called Zhou Quan into the study.

"Lao Sun is a man who is rough on the outside but delicate on the inside. He can also keep his composure. However, the matter is serious and I have thought about it carefully. I still need you to personally take action in choosing the temple so that I can rest assured."

Zhou Quan gently shook the folding fan, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Dong Weng, don't worry, I will definitely handle the matter properly, so that no one can find any faults."

Yuzhu nodded, he knew it well. Zhou Quan was ruthless and cruel, and did things without any scruples, but his advantage was that he was extremely thoughtful.
Chapter completed!