I... I... I... Damn it!
He Jian's heart skipped a beat, almost wanting to curse loudly!
Li Qingmu, this move is really ruthless, but do you know how many people you will offend by doing this?
In the Imperial Censorate, are those Imperial Censors willing to be sent to local areas to do such thankless tasks?
Will those local officials and vested interests want to see these Imperial Censors?
When the entire officialdom is in chaos, who will be responsible?
"Mr. Li, are you sure this isn't a joke?"
He Jian took a deep breath, looking seriously at Li Qingmu, hoping he would reconsider and withdraw this unreliable idea.
But Li Qingmu merely flashed a faint smile: "Mr. He, I know what you're considering. But do you know we are in the moment of Dazhou's life or death?"
He Jian was stunned: "Mr. Li, why do you say this?"
