The disgraced official I took care of was actually Zhu Houcong's childhood friend.

Chapter 477

The situation in the capital was turbulent and unpredictable. Some people sensed something was wrong, but most were so captivated by the booming situation that many feared that if they didn't seize the opportunity, their careers would be over.

Whether they were officials or scholars who came to the capital to take the imperial examinations, everyone was trying to curry favor with Yang Lian, including some of Yang Lian's subordinates.

In this situation, these people are naturally full of loopholes, and it would be very easy for the Embroidered Uniform Guard to investigate anything they want.

Under these circumstances, Mao Ji's second son, Mao Shou, and Yang Lian's son, Yang Zan, became acquainted.

To be precise, Yang Zan was Mao Shou's lackey. Yang Zan knew very well that his father's current power was entirely due to doing things for Mao Shou's father.

Mao Ji had five or six sons, but among them, only his fourth son, Mao Qu, was the most talented and had a good chance of becoming an official. As for the others, Mao Ji no longer had any hope for them.

The second son, Mao Shou, is the most dissolute. He is now thirty-seven or thirty-eight years old, but still acts like a spoiled brat.

Although Mao Shou had done some bad things in the past, he had restrained himself because Mao Ji's power was limited. But now, the most powerful people in the entire capital are his father Mao Ji and Yang Lian.

In the past, Mao Shou would have had to think twice before going to Zuixianlou for a meal, but now it's different. He doesn't have to pay at all. People are vying to invite him to Zuichunlou every day, and the menu is different every day. He can even drink the Chenwang wine at Zuixianlou like water.

After more than half a month of intense activity in the capital, Mao Shou is now untouchable. Everyone knows that this nearly forty-year-old playboy is the second son of Lord Mao Ji, and even if Mao Shou does something inhumane, no one dares to say anything.

"Second Master, I heard that the owner behind this Drunken Immortal Pavilion is Zhou Chu, the Commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard."

An official at the same table looked at Mao Shou with a flattering expression and said.

"Zhou Chu is nothing but a piece of trash. He's just a mere member of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. These days, everything in the court is decided by Lord Mao. In the past half month, whenever Lord Mao made a suggestion, His Majesty would approve it without question. What has that Embroidered Uniform Guard Commander Zhou Chu been doing all this time?"

Yang Zan said with a face full of disdain.

Hearing this, Mao Shou felt as if a spring breeze was blowing on his face. Yang Zan was praising his father, so he naturally felt refreshed.

"Exactly. I think Zhou Chu is terrified by the previous assassination attempt. He's been back in the capital for almost a month now, and there's been no movement at all. Would he have been this quiet before?"

Another official echoed this.

"The Embroidered Uniform Guard is nothing more than His Majesty's henchmen. Their lives and deaths are only a matter of His Majesty's word. In terms of power, only the Cabinet can rival His Majesty. Now the Cabinet is completely under my father's control. Even His Majesty has to give my father face."

After saying this, Mao Shou took a sip of Chenwang wine, but instead of swallowing it, he rinsed his mouth with it. Yang Zan, who was standing next to him, fawned over him and took a cup to catch the mouthwash that Mao Shou spat out.

The officials below felt a pang of guilt at the sight. After all, they were the ones hosting the dinner, and the Chenwang wine was incredibly valuable, each jar costing a fortune. The two men in front of them, with their extravagant behavior, had already consumed two jars of Chenwang wine just for this meal.

Most importantly, they are not afraid of spending money, but they are afraid of spending money and still not getting things done. If they had hired Mao Ji or Yang Lian, they would not have hesitated to spend any amount of money. But they really have no idea whether these two playboys can get things done for them.

But since things had come to this, they could only put on a smiling face and keep having people bring them more drinks.

Soon, Mao Shou got quite drunk, his speech became slurred, and he smashed several glasses on the table.

This made the officials who had hosted the dinner even more heartbroken.