Chapter 898

Some ministers' eyelids jumped fiercely, and they always felt that His Majesty was saying something else, as if he was talking about them.

No, soon some ministers came back to their senses. His Majesty was telling them that he knew exactly how much silver they had. If he knew the silver, they might have known their details. Thinking of those cunning Xuanling Guards, whose number was unknown, many ministers were sweating coldly.

I always felt that His Majesty was hinting at something.

Jiang Zhao was indeed hinting that if these people were willing to spend money to avoid disaster and resign, he could still spare their lives. The silver came from an illegal source, and they were not blessed to enjoy it, nor were they qualified to enjoy it. As the saying goes, if you take it from the people, you should use it for the people.

If they were going to do something small, then the next one would raid their house.

In fact, he didn't like to kill people unless it was necessary.

The retirement life was always bloody, which affected his mood.

As long as they could survive, he would let them live. In ancient times, there was a great shortage of labor. It would be good to send these people to labor reform. It would be a bit of a bargain for them to die.

Jiang Zhao supported his chin and thought. It seemed that some reforms needed to be made regarding the criminals in the prison.

The ministers suddenly felt that the palace was chilly. There was no wind.

Zhang Ju was extremely moved. His Majesty actually knew so much and cared so much about him. He even knew that his son was in poor health. With such a Majesty, it would be worth it even if he died in this court.

Zhang Ju's eyes were red, and he bowed deeply to Jiang Zhao: "Thank you, Your Majesty."

Whatever His Majesty said was what it was. Although Zhang Ju was an imperial censor, he was not a pedantic person. His Majesty asked him to donate one or two taels and then compared it with other colleagues. It was obvious that he wanted to hit the whole court.

Next, the ministers reported the amount of their donations one by one. In fact, there were many honest officials. Jiang Zhao would not exploit them. He just asked them to donate one or two taels symbolically. Xuan Lingwei had investigated the information of these ministers a few days ago, and he knew their details clearly.

The ministers below also found that His Majesty really knew their family background.

A minister who was usually very honest and dressed simply and patched clothes during rest time stood up and reported the amount of donation: "I am willing to donate two hundred..." When the minister opened his mouth, he suddenly felt Jiang Zhao's eyes. He raised his eyes and glanced secretly. He met a pair of eyes that seemed to smile and seemed to see through him. He gritted his teeth and said, "I am willing to donate two million taels to Your Majesty to build a palace."

After saying that, he seemed to lose his strength.

At that moment, he really couldn't say two hundred taels. He always felt that sooner or later, he would suffer after saying two hundred taels.

Two million, he was so heartbroken.

How much benefit does he have to collect to save it?

And he has to collect it secretly. You know, it's really not easy for him to save money secretly.

From today on, the honest persona he set for himself is gone. The money is gone, the reputation is gone, but his life should be saved, right?

The whole court was shocked. What, the Minister of Rites actually has two million silver? He really knows how to hide it.

[This guy just wanted to say two hundred taels. ]

[It should be, but he was scared by the look of your majesty. ]

[I just checked and found some records about this person. After reading the brief records, I just want to say that it turns out that ancient people also set up personalities. ]

[It has always been there. There are so many personalities in the ancient ruling class. It's not surprising. ]

Since the Minister of Rites donated two million, Jiang Zhao didn't care much.

After the donation of silver, the ministers began to report and discuss business. Today's morning court was more relaxed than the last one. At least these people would not come out to sing the opposite tune for personal interests.

What they said made sense. Jiang Zhao would accept it and would not blame them. The operation of a country depends on everyone. He just plays a role in controlling the general direction, supervision and decision-making.

Jiang Zhao behaved like this, serving the country wholeheartedly and wanting to make a career. The ministers who were famous for thousands of years were very happy and tried their best to express their ideas.

The regent faction, oh, no, there is no regent now, only Prime Minister Liu, this part of people was complaining in their hearts. They kept looking at Liu Qing, but they didn't see any gloom and displeasure on his face, and they didn't understand what Prime Minister Liu meant more and more.

They didn't believe that Prime Minister Liu was willing to do this. He must have had a compelling reason to be so submissive to His Majesty.

The ministers soon realized the benefits of having tea on the chairs. They could moisten their throats when they were thirsty. They didn't feel tired at all when sitting. Today, they didn't feel their legs and knees were weak and sore. If you are hungry, you can eat a piece of cake when you have nothing to report. There are not many cakes on the table, but they are enough to deal with the situation of being dizzy and hungry.

I have to admit that all the ministers are grateful at this moment. Facing the emperor above, they have an indescribable feeling. This feeling is very strange, and they can't find the right words to describe it.

After discussing the business, Jiang Zhao announced one thing: "Qinzhou has been dry for a long time. If the drought continues, that place may not be able to survive. I had a dream before. If I want Qinzhou to rain, I have to go there in person, otherwise Qinzhou will be dry for three years."

The ministers subconsciously wanted to object, but soon remembered the style of the emperor who was just beginning to show his talent, and silently retracted their feet.

It seems useless for them to object to this kind of thing, right?

"The departure time has been decided. I'm informing you that after I leave the capital, all matters in the capital will be decided by Liu Qing."

What?

If I was a little surprised before, I couldn't believe it now.

Your Majesty, did you say the wrong name? Why is it Prime Minister Liu? This guy is ambitious, how can he be allowed to manage the affairs of the capital alone?

The original regent faction was also confused. What's going on? Let's ask later. Waiting for your majesty to leave the capital, maybe it will be an opportunity?