Until now, no one has figured out the emperor's thoughts.
The Minister of the Ministry of War died, and the prime minister of the dynasty was imprisoned.
But does His Majesty the Emperor really want to kill everyone?
Most of these people work as errands in the Third Division, and the affairs of the Third Division are accounts.
So it didn't take much time for both Yang Yizhong and Liu Qi to get the results.
Liu Bang was in the Xuande Hall, and he didn't know when he summoned the women from the Zhong family and Xiao Daoji.
He was playing elephant play with the girl from the Zhong family, and Daoji was watching from the sidelines.
This peaceful scene made both Liu and Yang feel a little unreal.
"The officials have already said it."
The two of them each held a confession in their hands and bowed to present it to the emperor.
Liu Bang touched his chin and stared at the trend on the chessboard. The girl from the Zhong family kept urging:
"Guan Jia, you have to think about a move for so long. I'm afraid I won't have to wait until tomorrow to finish the game."
This thing was so different from his own back then. Liu Bang waved his hand and all the chess pieces on the chessboard fell to the ground.
Without waiting for the girl from the Zhong family to speak, he cursed:
"Who set these rules? It makes no sense at all!"
"How can your car go faster than my horse? Without the horse, can the car move?"
"I don't want to play anymore. Let's just call this one a draw."
Zhong's eyes were so wide: You only have five sons left, how can it still be considered a draw?
I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen anyone as shameless as the emperor.
She looked to the side, her whole body heaving slightly with anger.
In this way, Liu Bang looked at the two people who had just arrived:
"You don't need to give it to me, I get a headache just looking at it... I just want to talk about how much they are greedy and who gets the big deal."
Yang Yizhong paused for a moment: "Zhang Jiajun's monthly expenditure is 270,000 yuan, and 160,000 yuan is paid directly to the sergeants."
"The other 110,000 yuan... According to what Zhang Taiwei said, he took 30,000 yuan."
"All the people from the Third Division and the Ministry of War took a total of 40,000."
Liu Bang waited for a while and saw that he had no intention of continuing, so he urged:
"There are still 40,000? You really don't know how to count, don't you?"
Yang Dushi looked at Liu Qi, who sighed softly:
"Gone."
"Gone?"
"Officials," Liu Qi raised the stack of paper again:
"Everyone has asked, and their respective numbers are consistent. Only the whereabouts of these 40,000 coins, no one knows."
Liu Bang smiled and said: "Is it because no one knows, or no one wants to say it?"
"The money is sent from the Third Division, checked by the Privy Council and the Ministry of War, and passes through the Lianghuai General Consulate before finally reaching Zhang Jun's hands, right?"
Yang Yizhong added: "If there is a war, the general office will directly collect and distribute it to the surrounding counties."
"Can we still count these few places like Te Niang's?"
"Everyone has handled it, and everyone has scratched the surface of it. Who is it? Since the money has passed through his hands, he has not touched it with anything dirty?"
"Our Prime Minister Qin is really popular."
The emperor made it clear that he was unhappy, and the two of them did not dare to interrupt.
On the contrary, hearing the number from their mouths made the little girl from the Zhong family on the side marvel.
After the battle of Jingkang, prices in the Song Dynasty had changed.
According to her father, a boar could be bought with the same amount of money during the Taizong period.
But in this young age, money can only buy a fine brush or a simple coffin.
But even so, as soon as they opened their mouth, 110,000 people disappeared...
They all say that the Song Dynasty is rich, and today it seems that this statement is indeed true.
"Don't say that I don't give him a chance. If we each spit out the greedy one, I will spare his life."
"If the money can't be paid..."
Liu Bang looked at Daoji: "You heard it too, what do you think we should do?"
The young monk clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha."
"That's right! It's his fucking Amitabha!"
Yang Yizhong hesitated and said: "Guan family, are you going to take him into custody temporarily, or are you looking for someone to keep an eye on you like Prime Minister Qin?"
"Why are we taking them into custody? All the people from the Third Division are here. Who will do the work if we take them in?"
Liu Bang rolled his eyes at him: "Just tell them what I said. No need to send people to keep an eye on me. Let them go about their business as usual."
He thought about this matter very clearly. No one confessed Qin Hui, which only meant that most of them still trusted the Prime Minister Qin.
They believed that Qin Hui would be fine. As long as Qin Hui was fine, they would be fine too.
So I would rather confess myself than sell Qin Hui.
"The other one," Liu Bang looked at the girl from the Zhong family, "let all the people who came with her that day go."
"Also, people from the Imperial City Department..."
Having said this, he suddenly stopped talking, stood up directly, and walked outside.
Liu and Yang understood and immediately followed.
The three monarchs and ministers walked out of the palace before Liu Bang continued:
"All the people in the Imperial City Division will be replaced...all will be replaced within today."
Although there was some hesitation, the two of them still received the order, and then Yang Yizhong said:
"The officials, the Imperial City Department...most of them are your people."
He knew what the emperor was worried about, and it was only at this juncture that the emperor showed the same side as usual:
fear death.
Although Qin Hui was powerful, he did not command troops. Secondly, his power was mostly in the center of the court, mostly civil servants.
According to the ancestral decree, the Imperial City Division is not subject to the supervision of any supervisory agency. Take his Palace Front Division as an example. Although he commands all the imperial guards, he cannot control the Imperial City Division either.
Because this is the real emperor's personal army and only obeys the emperor's orders.
During the Zhenghe period, the imperial city had nearly 10,000 people under its jurisdiction. Although it is not as good as before, there are still 5,000 people under it, and all of them are brave people.
Liu Bang muttered: "This place is a good place, but now, I only regard you as one of my own."
After saying this, he remembered that there was another person there, and comforted Liu Qi and said, "You're okay, you're half one of us."
"Five thousand people, all replaced by brothers from the front office. Anyway, I have put my life in your hands, Yang Yizhong."
Yang Yizhong bowed and clasped his fists: "I will remain loyal until death!"
"Bring Pharmacist Guo here... The one named Wan Qixi will be called soon... and the one named Lu, the living room keeper recommended by Xin Ciying, ask if he has arrived. Call over."
"Oh, by the way, let's find someone skilled to cut up the body of the Minister of War."
Hearing what the emperor said, Yang Yizhong and Liu Qi were both stunned.
Could it be that the Emperor... went a little too far?
Killing civil servants is already breaking the rules.
Killing a minister can be called cruelty.
Now, the emperor ordered this man's body to be cut up...
Du Shi Yang can already think of how everyone will address His Majesty the Emperor when it gets dark tomorrow.
"Count how many people have given confessions today, cut them evenly and give a little to each person."
"As for the head, just give it to Prime Minister Qin."
