The officials of the Sixth Department of Yanjing did not look very good-looking.

This guy Wang Dong is so ruthless that he actually asked them to write blood letters.

"What? Sirs, you are not afraid of such a trivial matter, are you?" Seeing their hesitation, Wang Dong mocked disdainfully.

"If you don't even dare to write a bloody letter, you still want to deal with His Royal Highness? I think there is no need to continue the rest, right?"

His words matched his attitude, mocking Laman.

Li Huairen, the Secretary of the Ministry of Justice, exploded: "Wang Dong, stop looking down on others. It's just a blood letter. Do you really dare not treat me as an official?"

"Someone, bring me a silver needle!"

The words fell silent for a long time.

In his excitement, Li Huairen seemed to have forgotten that not everyone could be admitted into this room.

In order to prevent leaks, they now meet in secret.

They always ask trusted officials to come in first to clean and decorate. They will only enter the room after those people have finished decorating and left.

No one was allowed to approach the room until they finished talking.

Although the people in the room have different grades, they are all high officials of the imperial court, and there is not a single servant.

Naturally, he would not listen to Li Huairen's orders.

Seeing that no one responded to him, Li Huairen had an embarrassed look on his face, and he was a little embarrassed to get off the stage.

He glanced around the table, and when he saw those tea cups, his eyes suddenly lit up.

He just picked up a tea cup and threw it to the ground.

Wow!

The tea cup fell into pieces.

Li Huairen bent down and picked up a sharp piece of porcelain, gritted his teeth and cut off his finger.

The sharp porcelain shard left a wound on the skin, bleeding profusely.

Li Huairen used the blood from the wound on his finger to stamp heavily on the document Wang Dong took out.

Directly on it, a fingerprint made of blood was left.

After pressing the button, Li Huairen looked at Wang Dong proudly.

That means I won't say it again.

"Now you know how powerful I am, right? Who are you looking down on?"

Li Huairen had not been proud for long when the Minister of Civil Affairs waved to him.

"Master Li, come here."

Li Huairen did not dare to be negligent in the slightest when summoned by the Minister of Civil Affairs.

He quickly walked over as he was told, smiling with a flattering look on his face: "Sir, what are your orders?"

"Raise your hand," the official official said calmly.

Li Huairen raised his intact arm.

The Minister of Libu frowned and said, "I'm talking about the other hand."

Li Huairen suddenly looked confused.

But he still smiled and reluctantly raised his arm.

Seeing the fingers with blood still on them, the official minister was very satisfied.

He directly rubbed his finger on Li Huairen's injured finger. After it was stained with some blood, he also pressed the fingerprint.

Everyone imitates the beginning of the Book of Officials.

"Master Li, your blood has already been shed anyway, and it will be wasted if it is not used."

The Minister of Rites also came over and rubbed Li Huairen's bleeding hand.

The same is true for the Minister of Finance.

Some other officials from the Sixth Ministry came together and surrounded Li Huairen on three levels inside and three levels outside.

"Thank you, Mr. Li."

"Master Li, thank you for your hard work. I will definitely give you a generous gift later."

It's not that Li Huairen didn't want to resist, but surrounded by so many people, he couldn't do anything at all.

"You bastards, stop it!"

He tried to break free, but seven or eight people held his hand.

Not to mention that he is just a weak scholar, even if a mighty general on the battlefield is suppressed by so many people, it will be difficult to move.

What's more, his arm had been broken by Zhu Han before, so he didn't dare to move it at all.

"Ah!" Li Huairen suddenly let out a scream.

"Asshole, use blood as you wish. Don't touch my arm. It's almost broken."

Others were also afraid of what might happen to Li Huairen's blood supply station.

The strength to control Li Huairen suddenly relaxed a lot.

After this incident, Li Huairen did not dare to move casually.

Just now, he clearly felt that the bones of his arm were almost broken by them again.

Everyone was still in a hurry, using the blood on Li Huairen's fingers.

However, when Li Huairen cut his finger, he did not dare to use all his strength, and the wound was not particularly large.

After being used by the previous ministers, the wound has begun to heal.

"Huh? What should I do if there seems to be no blood?"

"This is not simple yet. Wouldn't it be better to open another hole?"

"Open it wider, otherwise there will be no more blood after it heals."

Stab.

I don't know who it was, but without any courtesy, I picked up the porcelain piece on which Li Huairen had just cut his finger, and made another cut on his hand.

Others' actions were not as measured as Li Huairen's own actions.

The wound was so open that almost all the bones were visible, and the wound ran through the entire knuckle.

The blood spurted out like a fountain.

"Enough is enough with you bastards. If you go too far, believe it or not, I will really fall out with you."

Those people didn't care about Li Huairen's threat at all.

"Quick, quick, quick! There's more blood now."

These people were all hands-on and used Li Huairen's blood to stamp their fingerprints on the blood book.

After they finished all this, Li Huairen's originally injured arm became a little pale due to too much blood loss.

Seeing this farce, Wang Dong shook his head contemptuously.

He wouldn't even use his own blood to write a blood letter.

This shows how selfish these officials in the Six Ministries of Yanjing are.

The Minister of Civil Affairs handed the document covered with bloody fingerprints to Wang Dong.

"Master Wang, are you satisfied now?"

Everyone knew in their hearts that this document was a sharp sword hanging above their heads.

Moreover, they had set up this sharp sword themselves.

There is no way, even if they want to disagree.

If anyone dares not to sign, he will never get out of here alive.

This is a serious crime against the British King Zhu Han and rebellion.

No one can guarantee that those who have not signed or pledged will be sold right out of the door.

This document is actually more like a declaration of surrender than a document of surrender.

Only in this way can everyone truly feel at ease.

"Master Wang." The Minister of Civil Affairs said coldly: "Can you tell me your plan now?"

Wang Dong put the document away close to his body: "Actually, it's not a big deal. His Royal Highness, you will pass by Qipan Street tomorrow..."

"As for the Ministry of War Di Rui Cavalry Camp, I remember it was stationed next to Qipan Street."

"Although the guards around His Royal Highness are all experts who are as good as ten, they only have more than fifty people after all."
To be continued...