Let You Demolish It? I Control All the Dirty Information in Beijing with My Backhand

As soon as he crossed over, he was thrown into the smelliest sewer in the whole capital - the bad well. His identity is that of a low-level delinquent, and his subordinates are the old, weak, sick and disabled, and his pocket is cleaner than his face. Outside the door, Yu Yiwei's "demolition order" has been slapped on his face, and he has a three-day deadline to get out of the capital. Bite! Your "Shadow Empire" is online, current status: on the verge of bankruptcy] [Core asset: An informant network composed of beggars and porters covering the entire city. [Core liability: People are distracted, precarious, and may be uprooted at any time. It happened that a relative of the emperor died suddenly, and the civil and military officials of the whole court were in a state of panic. Dongchang and Yuyiwei were eager to take the blame. Do they want the truth? I laughed. Under the emperor's feet, the truth is worthless. Only the "truth" that can make them fight each other deserves to be sold at a sky-high price! His subordinates: "Chief Jing, we have no money and no one, how can we fight with those big shots?" Wen Zhiyao: "Fight? Why fight?" "Go and sell the clues to the 'Knot' to the Cao Gang. They have a shipping dispute with the deceased." "Go and sell the clues about the 'spice' to the Minister of Etiquette. He just had his fiancée robbed by the deceased." "Another forged confession was 'accidentally' dropped on Dongchang Fanzi's patrol road." They control the court, I control their secrets. Where the sun doesn't shine, I am the rule! Don't ask me why a bad person can be so arrogant. The question is - to become the only underground king at the feet of the Emperor!