TFWYH – Chapter 617 Dealing with Dirt

Both grandfather and grandson knew exactly who the other was, yet neither chose to tear away that final veil and say it outright.

The Emperor had even decided that this time, no matter how Prime Minister Gu tried to argue his way out of it, he would stand on Ling Yu’s side.

But…

Prime Minister Gu had spies everywhere.

The moment the Emperor dispatched Ji Wushuang, news immediately reached Prime Minister Gu.

Prime Minister Gu slammed his hand onto the table in fury, startling the messenger pigeon into flight.

“That brat dares oppose me again and again. Absolutely outrageous.”

“Father, where exactly did this boy come from? At this rate, won’t our annual income be reduced by a huge amount?” Gu Qitian was so furious his lungs felt ready to explode. He wished he could charge into the palace immediately and skin Ling Yu alive.

Because of Ling Yu, his son had been reprimanded, he himself had been reprimanded, and even his precious daughter had been humiliated.

And now Minister Wang had been brought down as well.

The Prime Minister’s residence held enormous power and status, so every year people offered them tribute.

Minister Wang had been the most generous of them all.

One could say that ten percent of the Prime Minister estate’s wealth came from Minister Wang alone.

Now that Minister Wang had fallen, it was equivalent to cutting off ten percent of their income.

How could Gu Qitian not be furious?

Prime Minister Gu’s face darkened as he looked at his son, who was heartbroken over the loss of money. The more he looked, the angrier he became.

Unable to endure it any longer, he grabbed the teacup beside him and hurled it over.

Gu Qitian jumped in fright and hurriedly dodged, both shocked and angry. “Father, what are you doing? That bastard brat caused all this, so why are you taking your anger out on your son?”

“Idiot!” Prime Minister Gu roared in fury. “I’ve been clever my whole life, so how did I end up with a fool like you? At a time like this, instead of worrying about the safety of the Prime Minister’s residence, you’re worried about your silver? Have you not woken up yet? Where do you think all those gifts Minister Wang presented to me every year came from? The national treasury! Tribute items! Now that he’s fallen, do you think the Prime Minister’s residence can remain untouched? Huh?!”

Gu Qitian froze in shock and stammered, “F-father, y-you mean we’re going to be implicated too?”

Prime Minister Gu snapped, “What else? You’re also an official of the court. Don’t tell me you don’t know the punishment for privately stealing tribute items!”

Gu Qitian immediately panicked, cold sweat pouring down his face. “T-then what do we do? Father, you have to think of something! Your son is still young—I don’t want to die! And Chengwen and Xiyan too! You can’t just abandon us!”

Prime Minister Gu closed his eyes, unwilling to look at this troublesome idiot any longer.

After thinking for a while, he finally opened his eyes again and gritted out, “Quick. Immediately dispose of everything in the treasury.”

Gu Qitian looked completely confused. “Huh? Dispose of it?”

Prime Minister Gu roared, “Yes, dispose of it! I don’t care whether you throw it into the moat or dump it in the wilderness—just get rid of it immediately, right now! Those items absolutely cannot be found inside the Prime Minister’s residence. Otherwise I’m dead, you’re dead, and those two idiots you spawned are dead too! Understand? Do you understand?!”

Gu Qitian swore that in all his years, he had never seen his father so hysterical and raging like some roaring mad emperor. Terrified out of his mind, he scrambled away rolling and crawling.

Looks like Father had really been driven mad with anger this time.

It was all because of that Ling Yu.

Where the hell had that little bastard come from? He was way too ruthless.

Then, thinking about all the valuables he was about to throw away, Gu Qitian nearly burst into tears again.

Those were all money!

Money!

And now they were going to be dumped into the moat.

Wuwuwu…

His money…

Thankfully Prime Minister Gu didn’t know what he was thinking, or he probably would have spat blood all over him again.

What he had said was just an expression born from anger—he hadn’t literally meant for this idiot to dump everything into the moat!