13
"What?!" I jump out of the bed, "who dare to detain my money? Doesn’t he want to live any longer?"
"It is that fat guy!" Jack says, "the finance minister."
"I fuck his mama." I begin to put the shoes on, "kill you this fatty!"
"Pa," I get a hit on the head. I look up at it, it is my father.
"Keep your mouth clean!" my father teaches me, "the finance minister is a noble, he is not the small soldier at the city gate."
"But papa!" I cried out with a loud voice, "what he swallows is my money!"
"I know." my father smiles and says, "Your Majesty knows it too."
"Well?"
"You see, Your Majesty gives you the money, why doesn't he give it to you directly?" my father asks me, "asking you to take a round, doesn't Your Majesty feel that it is a trouble too?"
"What does this mean?" I ask, "it means... he wants me to tidy up the things for him?"
"That's right, my good son!" my father's appearance doesn't look very serious, "Your Majesty can let everybody fully display his talent."
"I knew that it's not that easy to earn this five hundred thousand..." I say, "what can I do? And, why it must be me?"
"Because that finance minister is pulled to the Prime Minister's side, he contains Your Majesty everywhere, he himself is a watertight person. From the regular channel, we can't find his shortcomings. And we these old guys are inconvenient to mischief, we only can let you this young man to do it. If you mess it up, you're this young, as long as Your Majesty says to forgive you, the Prime Minister will not have any ides to deal with you." my father says in a low voice, "the old way, make the trouble the bigger the better! It is the best that you can pull the Prime Minister in, As long as no human life involved, the other things are just up to you."
"Good!" I dress up the clothes already, "I'm going now!"
"Wait!" my father holds me up, "is it expired for the three days of your self-examination yet?”
............
Wagging my head, I ride the horse slowly. Although the dense shades of the trees on the roadside block the vicious sunlight, the blowing breeze also brings some cools, but I still don't feel that great in my heart. Ah, this time I'm really sold by my father.
"The cicadas..." I think that in my heart, "is making these annoying sounds!"
I put my hand out and wave, Jack comes to my side. This guy has already considered himself as the vice captain of the guards, he stays with uncle Meza all day long lately.
"Boss," says Jack, "how are we going to do this time?"
"Try fair means before resorting to force," I don't have a good spirit, "tell them, keep the smiles before I get to work!"
"Yes, sir!"
Besides Your Majesty, no one dare to run the horse in the Saint Capital. We guys spend a lot of time slowly "move" to the Department of Finance. We tie the horses on the doorsteps and walk in there.
"Boss! Go this way." Jack opens his eyes big, "this is very stylish!"
"Stylish?" I turn and take a look around, uh... The building is very common, it has some "Gothic" style, "why don't I feel that way?!"
"Ha ha, of course, of course! To our most promising young viceroy Kone in the Empire, such a building like this is really not outstanding." a middle-aged fat man stands on the steps of the main building and says with a smile.
"Who are you?" I look at him, luxuriant dress, confident manner, and peaceful tune.
"Boss," Jack comes over and says, "this is that fat pig!"
"Welcome, sir," says the fat pig, "I'm the finance minister."
"Oh? How do you know that I'm the Kone?" I find a place to sit down, "not the other what people?"
"That your noble mark and the bandage on your hand tells your identity." the finance minister answers me, "in the Saint Capital right now, the noble having wounds on the right hand is only the viceroy Kone, who fight a couple days ago in the city gate."
"Your observation is very good!" I laugh "ha ha", "it's an injustice for you to be a finance minister."
"Ha ha, as long as it is the authorization by Your Majesty." the finance minister says with a smile, "I will do it well."
It's really a bone hard to chew on , let me just go directly to the point of the business.
"Since you say so," I bring out Your Majesty's instruction to put in front of him, "let's do the business first!"
"Alright, alright." the finance minister takes over with his both hands, "Please come with me, sir."
His such generous attitude surprises me, I turn my head to look at Jack. Jack shakes his head gently, he reminds me that the thing is not as simple as that.
"Sorry to let you wait that long!" the finance minister looks up from a pile of accounting books, "is it now to transfer the two hundred fifty thousand gold coins to your Darkness city account?"
"How much?" I stare at him, "You repeat that for me!"
"Two hundred fifty thousand Empire gold coins." the finance minister doesn't have any panic in his eyes, as if he doesn't know that the gold coins are halved.
"You take a look at me," I walked to the wide office desk and sit down on the chair in front of it, "do I look easy humiliated?"
"Not at all." the finance minister answers me calmly, "do you have any question, sir?"
"How much is that written on Your Majesty's instruction?"
"Five hundred thousand empire gold coins."
"Then how much you want to transfer to me?"
"Two hundred fifty thousand gold coins."
"What's your identity?"
"I'm the finance minister."
"Pa!" I slap my palm on the desktop heavily, the things on the desk jump up in succession.
"Where is the another half gold coins going to?!" I say, "give me back all of it!"
"Sir, please don't get excited." the finance minister speaks to me slowly, "let me explain to you."
"It's like this," seeing I nod my head, the finance minister continues to say, "the use of your money belongs to the building use?"
"Yes!"
"That's right." the finance minister begins surging up, "there is not only your Darkness city needing the building money in the entire empire, many places have their needs, so it is very normal to make adjustments in all kinds of money. This is part of my work, it's the same for everybody. The rest of your that two hundred fifty thousand is used to repair the various types of constructions and the Prime Minister's house. You have to get this, the Prime Minister is our country's important minister, his hall will be very miserable if it doesn't get the repaired, the miserable and battered will affect the image of our country, affecting our country's image will... To say it this way, it's a lot to transfer half to your account, it's totally the care we take, depending on that it's very tough for you to build your first city..."
"Take care of?" I grab the finance minister's collar and pull him over from another side of the table, "you detain my two hundred fifty thousand gold coins to fix that Prime Minister's hall, and you tell me that it is taking care of me? What's the matter to me whether the Prime Minister repairs his house or not?"
"Sir, please let me go, what so you want to do?" The finance minister says in cool tone, "I'm not the small soldier at the gate."
"Yes, you're not the small soldier at the gate." I look at him, "you're trying to change idea to give me five hundred thousand?"
"Only two hundred fifty thousand," the finance minister looks back at me, "not even a penny more."
"You are pushing on me." I say, "the noble's body is not made of steel neither, how many punches you think that you can stand?"
"You don't dare, I'm the finance minister, I'm a noble!"
I pull him down from the table and let him stand well, loosen my hand to help him sort out the collar. I smile and say to him, "yes, you're a noble. But, don't bet with me, alright?"
With a very loud sound echoing in the room, the finance minister doesn't believe to hold his left face.
"You..." somebody says in a vibrating voice,
"you... Slap me on the face?"
"Oh, right! How can I slap you on the face? I'm sorry!" I smile and say, "you must be very not satisfied, rest your heart, I used to give my fist normally."
"Ah... Help..." the high asking for help voice goes out from the finance minister's office.
"What's happening? You Sir?!" somebody shout coming over, they are stopped by Jack.
"The finance minister is talking some businesses with our viceroy, please don't go to bother them!"
"But the sir in there ask for help!" the finance minister's guards shout and want to rush in, "maybe there's an assassination!"
"Our viceroy doesn't give a call, where's the assassin?" says Jack, "maybe it is that your sir is exercising."
"You're kidding! Our sir's exercise way is the donkey call in the bed!"
It seems like the finance minister's guard has a very low intelligence quotient.
"Ah, the..." says Jack, "maybe today your sir wants to change for some fresh ways!"
"Let go!"
"No!"
While the both sides of guards are bickering endlessly, there's someone calling in a high voice at the door there, "here comes the Prime Minister..."