Hua Shunming ordered them to take the memorial directly to the side hall to discuss the matter. After all, a mountainous pile of memorials was still waiting for him to review.
"This Gu Wenheng is way too much trouble," Gold complained the moment they arrived in the side hall. He felt a sheer clash of fate with the man; whenever Gu Wenheng was involved, nothing good ever came of it.
"He's quite a capable man, actually," Niu Hai'an said, sipping the tea served by a palace maid. "If this initiative succeeds, Yi Province might just turn its fortunes around and escape poverty. The Holy Emperor truly has an eye for talent and puts the right people in the right places."
The other key ministers mentally scoffed, curling their lips in disdain. This Niu Taifu was such a smooth operator—even now, he didn't forget to kiss the royal behind. However, as they glanced at the palace maids and eunuchs waiting on them nearby, they all silently cursed him as an old fox.
