"However, the Queen's chances of winning are not high..."
Zhou Yi guessed that His Majesty used himself as a sword, and his psychology was naturally biased towards the Queen, but he would not really be resentful or rebel.
The people in this world who want to be His Majesty's swordsmen can line up ten times around the capital. In the eyes of ordinary people, the emperor is the god who rules billions of living beings.
The gods need you to die, that is a gift!
"Since the founding of the dynasty, there have been many queens and queen mothers who have attempted to take power as regents, but none of them have actually succeeded!"
Zhou Yi thought about this and planned to make a knife with His Majesty for the time being.
Keep killing people and ransacking homes!
It is the quickest way to gain power and there is no other choice.
The power of the chamberlain all comes from His Majesty. If you gain trust today, you can supervise the three prison guards. If you lose the Holy Scroll tomorrow, you will be demoted to Ye Xiang.
At the same time, he contacted Prince Zhao Yu in private.
"Instead of supporting the queen as regent, why not follow the rules of the country and promote the prince to the throne?"
Before Prince Zhao Yu ascended the throne, he might have had the same heart as the Queen, but after he ascended the throne and became emperor, how could he still acknowledge his mother?
Zhou Yi stood at the door of the prison guard, looking at the endless palace.
Since the establishment of the previous dynasty, the palace has gone through so many owners, but all of them disappeared into thin air, leaving only the green bricks and green tiles remaining the same.
"Your Majesty, this knife of ours can do more than just hurt people!"
…
Orthodox two years.
September.
Ten million taels of silver were allocated from internal funds, and 200,000 elite Zhenbei Army troops were mobilized to join the Western Expedition Army.
The orthodox imperial power overcame all objections and pardoned Feng Wei as the general of the expedition to the west.
Three years of orthodoxy.
spring.
The Western Expeditionary Army came out from Tajing Mountain Pass and swept across the Dayue Kingdom. They won consecutive battles and expanded the territory by thousands of miles.
June.
After the fall of the Dayue Kingdom, the imperial court established three more offices in the area, and set up the post of governor to manage military affairs.
September.
The second king with a different surname after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Pingxi King Feng Wei returned to the court with his troops.
The orthodox emperor offered prisoners and sacrifices to heaven in the Ancestral Temple, and his prestige was at its peak, surpassing that of the previous emperor!
…
The imperial supervisor.
Zhou Yi sat on the Taishi chair and slowly tasted the imperial tea.
Xiaoqu took the account book and said, "Godfather, the Wu family in Jiangning has dyed a new type of cloth and followed Cui Shangshu's path. They want to win this year's imperial cloth."
Zhou Yi raised his eyebrows: "No more?"
"Gone."
Xiaoqu understood what her godfather meant and whispered: "A few days ago, Imperial Physician Liu went to Yichun Palace. The noble Cui was pregnant with a dragon. According to the pulse, she is probably a prince!"
"Jie Jie Jie!"
Zhou Yi laughed strangely: "Master Cui has such a strong backer, so he looks down on our family. The imperial cloth business will be handed over to Jiangning Wu's family, and the purchase price will increase by 30%."
Xiaoqu was unwilling to say: "Godfather, if you lower your head like this, it might spread to other families and give rise to small thoughts!"
"That's just right. After raising them for a year, it's time to confiscate the house!"
After Zhou Yi took charge of the imperial prison, he was responsible for coordinating the purchase of tributes in the palace. It could be said to be the most lucrative job among the twelve prisons, and countless merchants rushed to send money.
The word "imperial" can not only earn money from the court, but also greatly enhance the reputation of products and businesses.
For example, once the Wu family's new cloth in Jiangning enters the royal cloth ranks, it will become popular all over the country in a short time, and it can earn at least hundreds of thousands of taels of silver.
"My godfather is right, a group of lowly merchants should be killed when they are fattened!"
There was ferocity and greed in Xiao Qu's eyes. He could make a lot of money by raiding the house!
Continuing to report to other tribute merchants, most of them were willing to abide by the rules and take 30% of the profits back to the imperial supervisor. A few, relying on their deep background, only gave 10% or even no profit.
"Godfather, I have received more than 277,000 taels in my account this year..."
"Not bad."
Zhou Yi flipped through the account books and drew a circle on one of the merchants.
"My family doesn't like the person named Cui, so we'll go check this house, take some people to search it, and make an account of the stolen money of 200,000 taels, and we'll send it to His Majesty!"
Xiaoqu bowed and said: "As you command, my son will do everything he wants."
"We can rest assured that you are doing the work!"
Zhou Yi nodded slightly, and suddenly his voice changed: "If our family sends money to His Majesty like this, will someone down there be unhappy?"
According to the original rules, the silver returned by the tribute merchants to the imperial eunuch was divided up and down. Now, Zhou Yi used the house raids to turn all the money into stolen silver and sent it to the internal funds.
It's like using everyone's money to flatter His Majesty!
Xiaoqu's mind was spinning, and he immediately understood that his godfather had other ears and eyes, and replied: "I dare not hide it from my godfather. He is indeed stupid and said some unpleasant things."
Zhou Yi sipped the tea and said casually.
"Who in our family would like to hear?"
Xiaoqu felt a chill on his neck and knew it was not an illusion, but the lingering true energy.
Godfather loves to kill people!
Immediately, he was so frightened that his spine went cold, and he knelt down on the ground: "Reporting to my godfather, Xiao Hengzi, Xiao Chunzi, Eunuch Sun... all have objections in recent days, saying that my godfather is His Majesty's dog."
"dog?"
Instead of getting angry, Zhou Yi laughed proudly.
"Jie Jie Jie! Our family is His Majesty's dog. If others want to be dogs, they won't get the chance."
When Xiaoqu heard his godfather laugh strangely, he was relieved and tried his best to smile: "My godfather is your majesty's dog, and we are your godfather's dogs, woof woof woof..."
A few dog barks made Zhou Yi feel good.
"Xiao Ququ, we all know that the prison is in need of a supervisor. You can go and look at it tomorrow."
"Thank you godfather!"
Xiaoqu Dongdongdong kowtowed. People in the palace said that his godfather was cruel and murderous, but he was very generous in giving rewards.
"Go down."
Zhou Yi waved his hand, no need to give too many instructions, Xiaoqu should know what to do.
If you really can't figure it out or don't dare to sit down, then find a reason to kill him with a stick and replace him with an obedient and smart godson!
really.
Half a month later.
The tributes from Cui's snack shop went bad, which ruined Concubine Yun's stomach, and she was suspected of murdering the harem.
The house of a century-old business was ransacked and all 48 members of the family were exiled.
In the palace, Xiao Hengzi, Xiao Chunzi, Eunuch Sun and others accepted bribes from the Cui family, or threw them to guard the imperial mausoleum, or pulled them out to death with sticks, or slipped and fell into a well.
After more than half a year, Eunuch Yi’s fierce power once again enveloped the Chamber of Servants!
This day.
On duty as palace supervisor.
Zhou Yi tasted tribute tea and listened to the jokes told by his newly adopted godson.
Just a few days ago, two people were executed, and someone else immediately came under his command, ensuring that they would be accompanied by eighteen cadres at all times.
At this time, a little voice came from outside: "Godfather, the stolen money has been found."
"Come in."
Zhou Yi winked, and a dozen cadres on the left and right stepped back one after another, bowing to wait on the side.
Xiaoqu walked in and knelt down in front of Zhou Yi, holding the account book in both hands: "Godfather, we searched the Cui family and related criminals, and got a total of 500,000 taels of stolen silver, some shops, and some land."
Zhou Yi flipped through it casually: "A mere dim sum shop, which only paid tribute for five years, was able to save a million-dollar fortune. It's so easy to earn money from the imperial court!"
Xiaoqu whispered: "Originally it was only three hundred thousand taels. Cui Shangshu took two hundred thousand taels and sent a message to your godfather in private."
Zhou Yi closed the account book: "What did you say?"
Xiaoqu said: "Cui Shangshu said that those unclean tributes must not be sent to Yichun Palace, so as not to damage the body of the noble."
"Two hundred thousand taels, Mr. Cui is really willing to give it up!"
Zhou Yi inspected Cui's snack shop and found that the two families were not related, but Cui Shangshu knew how to kill chickens to scare monkeys and offered real money.
"As Lord Cui said, pick up the best tributes and send them to Yichun Palace."
"Godfather, is this matter over?"
Xiaoqu has long figured out his godfather's temperament, and he is bound to retaliate. Once there is a problem, he will take revenge even if he waits ten or eight years.
"Our family can't accept money and not do anything!"
Zhou Yi raised his head and looked in the direction of Yichun Palace, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a strange smile.
"Don't force some things, but it will kill people..."
