"Hahaha, Shiji, you're underestimating the Office of Affairs a little!"
"Do you think those people could keep anything hidden? Could they pull off something like this?"
"The Office of Affairs already has a list. You needn't worry at all."
Hearing Cao Mao's words, Zhong Hui could not help shaking his head. "Those treacherous villains are all as stupid as oxen! Even sending Zhang Hua against them would be an insult to Zhang Hua!"
It was clear just how much contempt Zhong Hui held for those people.
Zhong Hui said no more about the assassins and hurried on to the matter of taxes.
During Cao Mao's absence, Zhong Hui had drawn up the arrangements for distributing the head tax. The Great Clans dared not oppose this, while the opinions of the Powerful Clans could simply be ignored. In terms of drawing up and implementing the policy alone, there were no problems.
The main question was whether the results would meet their expectations.
After describing his achievements over these past days, Zhong Hui hurriedly looked at Cao Mao, waiting for him to speak.
Cao Mao, of course, knew what was expected of him.
"Having Shiji is like a fish finding water! Like a tiger gaining wings! With Shiji here, our great undertaking will surely succeed, and a golden age will surely come!"
Cao Mao promptly delivered three compliments in succession.
Zhong Hui raised his head. "You praise me too highly, Your Majesty. You praise me too highly!"
His words were polite enough, but there was not a trace of modesty on his face. He was positively basking in it.
Only after listening to Cao Mao sing his praises for a long while did Zhong Hui speak. "Your Majesty, there is one more matter."
"Oh?"
"Pei Xiu spoke to me about noble ranks.