The next morning, Zhao An was half asleep and half awake.
The ministers impeached Chu Liuyun one after another.
He said that he was debauched in Gyeonggi Province and molested the shopkeeper Ling of Hongxiu Zhai. Many people saw it at that time.
The empress said: "The Ministry of Punishment said that the shopkeeper did not intend to hold him accountable, and Mr. Chu was drunk and did not do what he wanted. Why should you, my beloved ministers, hold on to such a trivial matter?"
"Your Majesty, Mr. Chu represents the majesty of the Holy Sect. Now this matter is spreading in the capital. If it is not dealt with, it will chill the hearts of scholars."
The officials at Yushitai danced happily.
As the "victim" of foster care, Chen Guogong did not express any position, as if the matter had nothing to do with him.
The empress said displeasedly: "You royal officials, if you really have nothing else to do, you might as well go to the Dagu River to provide disaster relief and construction. Compared to this trivial matter, the victims are the ones you should care about!"
Several imperial officials shrank their necks and returned to the train angrily.
Everyone is not stupid. How could the empress deal with the people of the Holy Sect over trivial matters, unless she made a big mistake.
When the Minister of War saw no one speaking, he came out. He wanted to report the loss of horses.
"I beg your Majesty to allocate money from internal funds to purchase war horses."
"When did my personal pocket become the imperial court's money bag? What does the Minister of Household Affairs do for food?"
The empress slapped the dragon table with anger.
The Minister of Household Affairs said angrily: "I am also a clever woman, but it is hard to make a meal without rice..."
"Asshole! You said you had no money last time for disaster relief, and you don't have any money to buy war horses this time. So what do I want you to do?"
"I will die."
The Minister of the Ministry of Finance knelt down to apologize.
He is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water. If Chen Guogong wants money, he will have it. But if the emperor wants money? Absolutely not!
The empress laughed angrily, "Why don't you say you want to die? Come here, drag him out and chop him!"
With this order, the civil and military officials in the court were dumbfounded.
Sure enough, before the imperial guards came in, civil and military officials fell to their knees and began to cry out loudly for the Minister of Hubu.
All said and done, it's just that the party members are covering up. As long as one person makes a mistake, the others will help explain it.
This trick has tried and tested, but it can't kill them all, and the emperor doesn't have that ability.
"Your Majesty, I know I was wrong."
The Minister of Hube pretended to be scared, and the empress scolded: "So you have a way to get money?"
"Your Majesty, it's not tax season yet, so I can't get it."
"you……"
The empress' knuckles behind her back were clenched until they turned white.
Zhao An saw everything.
The six departments of the imperial court, except the Ministry of Rites, were all controlled by Chen Guogong. They helped each other and worked together.
The empress couldn't touch them at all.
Unless a flaw is found in the tight alliance, it collapses from within.
"Since the Ministry of Accounts has no money, the money will be allocated from my internal funds."
The empress finally suppressed her overwhelming anger.
Several ministers looked at each other with disdain on their faces. No matter how hard they scolded, why not just let them have their way?
As long as the military power is in the hands of Chen Guogong, the emperor is nothing. After a while, it is not impossible to change the dynasty.
"Your Majesty, Holy Ming——"
The Minister of Hube shouted at the top of his lungs, got up casually, patted the corners of his clothes lightly, and withdrew into the courtroom with his head held high.
At this moment, Zhang Qi, Wang Chang and Guo Xiang, the Minister of Household Affairs, all showed their displeasure.
This guy is too arrogant!
It’s like sitting on the emperor’s head and shitting!
The empress sat firmly on the dragon chair, seemingly peaceful, but in fact her chest was rising and falling violently.
Zhao An stared at the arrogant Minister of the Ministry of Finance and sneered in his heart.
A small tree cannot grow straight unless it is repaired. This son of a bitch needs to be cleaned up!
"His Majesty!"
The Secretary of the Ministry of War refused to give up: "The war horses cost a lot, and the silver in the internal funds may not be enough. Soon the weapons will be replaced, and the pay will be distributed. If not in time, there may be a mutiny."
"Yes, Your Majesty, please quickly find a way to get some money."
"How about raising taxes?"
"I second the proposal."
"I also second my opinion."
Bustling and hustle and bustle, flies and dogs roam around.
All the civil and military officials in the dynasty took pleasure in others' misfortunes. As a minister, asking the emperor to think of ways to make money was the most ridiculous thing in the world.
However, this is the situation that Chen Guogong wants.
After depleting the internal funds, resentment will arise in the army, and the emperor will go to his grave without him opening his mouth.
The empress opened her mouth when she heard this, and sat alone on the dragon chair. Her face showed boundless loneliness and fatigue, and she even laughed at herself.
"Holy Gate, Confucius comes to the temple——"
Huang Men's voice was high-pitched and loud, and he walked into the hall wearing a gray robe in his old age.
Chen Guogong and his party immediately frowned.
Every time this old man comes over, nothing good happens.
The empress knew his intention and finally cheered up. According to the agreement with Zhao An, Cui Wengong presented the horseshoes and drawings, and said that he would pay for the war horses and cast the horseshoes.
In an instant, all the ministers showed strong hostility and dissatisfaction, especially Chen Guogong, who complimented with a smile: "The old gentleman has worked hard for the country, which is admirable."
Cui Wengong said: "I, as a minister, eat the emperor's salary and relieve the emperor's worries."
This short sentence made the Minister of the Ministry of Finance snort heavily.
This old man clearly slapped him in the face!
The empress immediately summoned Qian Yu to go to court and asked him to lead the construction of the Daxia Kingdom, open a horseshoe factory along the Dagu River, and hire people to prepare.
The Minister of the Ministry of Works jumped out and said passionately: "Your Majesty, you can't! How can the important weapons of the country be handed over to people outside the Ministry of Works? Not to mention that hiring people to work will waste money, and the national treasury will not be able to make ends meet. I hope your Majesty will think again." "
"Your Majesty, please take back your order."
The Chen party has started again.
The empress looked at Zhao An, "Eunuch Zhao, what do you think?"
Zhao An sneered and said: "Why not? Daxia's national construction is a state machine. Isn't Dagu Town built extremely well? As for wasting money. The Minister of the Ministry of Revenue said that the state treasury has no money, so your Majesty must pay for it out of your own pocket. Since ministers, what are you talking about? Nothing can be done, so your Majesty should simply handle it all by yourself, so that you don’t have to work hard."
"Eunuch Zhao, what are you talking about?"
"How dare a eunuch talk nonsense!"
"I and other ministers are here, how can you, the eunuch, speak!"
…
Officials were irritated by the phrase "you can't do anything", which is equivalent to saying that they are all useless and useless.
The Minister of War said sternly: "Your Majesty, please kill the eunuch who talks nonsense!"
"That's right, eunuchs who interfere in politics should be punished!"
The crowd was furious for a while.
Qian Yu was a little anxious, and Cui Wengong also frowned.
Zhao An calmly said: "What's wrong with the eunuch? Eunuchs can help His Majesty enrich his internal funds. At least in terms of making money, I think I can't do any worse than the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. Why don't you give me the position of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue?"
As soon as these words came out, the hall was filled with excitement.
Each official looked like a wild dog whose tail had been stepped on, baring his teeth.
In particular, the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance's face flushed red, and he jumped on his feet and cursed: "Dog eunuch, how dare you insult me!"
