Mo Yunxuan arrived at Qiu Ziqin's door. Without even knocking, he pushed it open and walked in.
Before he entered the courtyard, Qiu Ziqin had already sensed his presence and slowly withdrew from cultivation.
The moment he opened his eyes, his cross-legged form was shoved down onto the bed.
A swath of snow-white skin showed from his broad chest, and the slight daze in his eyes stirred Mo Yunxuan's nerves even more.
Mo Yunxuan said unconsciously, "Qiu Nu, you're so beautiful."
Qiu Ziqin smoothly struck a seductive pose. "Then what are you waiting for, Master?"
Hearing that, Mo Yunxuan hesitated no longer and bent over him...
Five days passed in the blink of an eye.
The massive confiscations and purges had been completed on the first day, instantly emptying out half of Dagan's officialdom.
Yet none of the various departments had fallen into chaos. Everything continued in perfect order.
While Ji Ruxue clicked her tongue in wonder, her mood also soared.
She sighed to herself: Dagan's officialdom was finally clean!
Still, there was one vexing matter she could not let go of for a long while.
The resources she had gotten from Mo Yunxuan were a little too few. Only after asking Hong Yu did she learn why.
That bastard Mo Yunxuan truly knew how to counter every policy from above with a scheme below.
She had only demanded sixty percent, and he had added another seventy percent in losses on the other end. He was simply inhuman!
It immediately reminded her of the spirit rice production that had been declining year by year over the past century. The south also seemed to have used losses as the excuse.
Looks like it needs a thorough investigation!
As it happened, the Su Clan was also a major clan in the south.