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Chapter 217 Who Is the Big Liang 'Ant Thief'?
Accompanied by Liu Yuan's shrill cry, all the courtiers waiting outside the Golden Luan Hall subconsciously stopped whispering to each other, and the civil and military officials ascended the steps to enter the hall according to their ranks...

Xu Boqing and Song Mingde waited quietly in front of the door. After all the civil and military officials outside the Jinluan Hall had entered the hall, and shouted in unison, "I wait to welcome Your Majesty", they entered the hall...

At this time, Emperor Yonghe was wearing a golden dragon robe, sitting on a dragon chair, looking at the civil and military officials in the palace with neither joy nor sorrow.

After seeing Xu Boqing enter the palace, he didn't know what he thought of, his eyes moved slightly, but the strangeness in his eyes only flashed, and then he became indifferent again...

Xu Boqing had just stepped into the hall, and for some reason, he felt palpitations. He frowned slightly and moved his Celestial Eye to scan around, but he didn't notice anything unusual...

When I saw Emperor Yonghe sitting on the dragon chair, I couldn't help feeling a little puzzled...

The last time we saw each other was at the Yanwu Stage. At that time, Emperor Yonghe had already had some physical problems due to taking the "elixir of magic medicine" all the year round, and his appearance was also sluggish;
Although the current Yonghe Emperor's weather is still a bit sluggish, his complexion is rosy, his eyes are bright, and his physical condition seems to be much better...

Is it possible that it is the effect of 'retreat and practice'! ?

It seems reasonable, but he always has some strange feelings, but he can't see it, and he can't say what's strange...

Seeing this, Emperor Yonghe smiled slightly, heaved a sigh of relief, and asked, "Why is Xu Qing so dazed in front of the palace?"

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Song Mingde saw His Majesty questioning, but Xu Boqing beside him felt absent-minded, and hurriedly helped him explain: "Your Majesty, it is the first time for Governor Xu to go to the court, and it is inevitable that he is a little nervous..."

After Xu Boqing came back to his senses, he didn't explain much, and only echoed: "It's the first time I go to court, and I'm a little nervous."

"It's okay..."

Emperor Yonghe nodded his head slightly, and comforted him intimately: "I am not a man-eating beast, and the two factories and one guard are both my right-hand man and right-hand man, Xu Qing need not be nervous..."

"Thank you, Your Majesty Long En."

Song Mingde hurriedly thanked him, Xu Boqing also pretended to agree, and then the two stood in the east and west positions of the Imperial Palace...

The two brothers Zhu Wenjing and Zhu Wenjue were also not among civil and military officials, but stood in the east and west of the Imperial Palace...

Emperor Yonghe glanced around, and asked pointedly: "A few days ago, the flood season lasted and there was a lot of rain, which caused the Fushan Weir to burst, causing floods and causing countless deaths and injuries to the people downstream."

His voice paused, and then he said with a sullen face: "At this time of national calamity, Shao Xingmin, Shao Qing, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, why hasn't he come to court?"

"..."

All the courtiers hesitated and dared not speak out...

People at that time respected the theory of ghosts and gods, and the failure of the Fushan Weir caused floods to poison the land of the three prefectures, causing countless deaths and injuries...

This kind of catastrophe, which is rare in hundreds of years, will definitely be recorded in the annals of history. If it is not handled well, let alone the Yonghe Dynasty, it is impossible to say that the future generations will be stained...

"Nobody said anything?"

Emperor Yonghe glanced around, and said meaningfully: "Do you not want to say it? Or dare not say it?"

"..."

His eyes moved slightly, as if he had thought of something, he said with a sullen face, "Or are you waiting for me to issue an imperial edict before you speak?"

"..."

As soon as this remark came out, a needle drop could be heard in the Golden Luan Hall.

Because all the courtiers really planned this...

Xu Boqing glanced at Song Mingde on the other side from the corner of his eye, and saw that his eyes were looking at his nose, his nose was looking at his mouth, and his mouth was looking at his heart.

"Good! Good! Good!!"

Seeing the attitude of the courtiers, Emperor Yonghe couldn't know what they were thinking. After saying "yes" three times in a row, he set his eyes on Zhu Wenjue and asked, "Prince Gong, I remember that Shao Xingmin is on good terms with you. Do you know why he didn't come to court?"

"Report...report to Father Emperor..."

Zhu Wenjue couldn't hide his despair after being named, and said sadly after he came out: "Shao Shangshu knew that he was ashamed of being cultivated by the court, so he hanged himself on the beam of his house at night, and when he was found in the morning, he was already...dead gone."

"Hanging himself in fear of crime, dead..."

Emperor Yonghe just sneered when he heard the words, as if he was not surprised by this matter, he murmured to himself: "First, the Jiangnan rebellion, and then the Fushan Weir burst, all the sins are all on me, all on me... "

"Father, my son has something to report!!"

At this moment, Zhu Wenjing came out and said with a serious face: "Father, the emperor upholds the destiny of heaven and obeys the will of the people. The rebellion in the south of the Yangtze River and the bursting of the Fushan Weir are definitely not the fault of the father!"

"Oh?"

Emperor Yonghe was suspicious, and said meaningfully: "Natural disasters and man-made disasters, people wandering around and homeless, all civil and military officials in the Manchu Dynasty are waiting for me to issue an edict of sin against myself, if you say it's not my fault, whose fault is it?"

"Father Emperor Mingjian..."

Zhu Wenjing bowed and said: "The rebellion in the south of the Yangtze River was caused by the secret bewitching of the White Lotus Sect monster. Now that the White Lotus Sect monster has given the leadership, the rebellion has also been suppressed by General Xuanwu. This matter can be made public after the general returns to Beijing to repeat it..."

He paused, glanced at Zhu Wenjue meaningfully, and then said: "As for the bursting of the Fushan Weir, I also felt something strange, so I sent someone to investigate and found something!"

"..."

As soon as this remark came out, there was an uproar...

At this time, Zhu Wenjue's complexion was faintly darkened, and he knew clearly that his younger brother, who was competing with him for the position of crown prince, was going to attack him!

Among the six ministries of the imperial court, except the Ministry of War, the two real power departments of the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of Punishment are members of the "Three Masters Party", while the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Households, and the Ministry of Industry are members of the "Second Masters Party".

Every year, the imperial court allocates a huge sum of money to the Ministry of Industry to maintain and repair the Fushan Weir. Now that the Fushan Weir has burst, no one is more implicated than the Minister of the Ministry of Industry!
And the minister of the Ministry of Industry is Zhu Wenjue's man...

On this occasion, like yellow mud falling into the crotch, Zhu Wenjing just picked out something to splash dirty water, and he couldn't even wash it clean! !
Emperor Yonghe glanced at his two sons and said meaningfully: "Third son, tell me what you found?"

"Yes!"

When Zhu Wenjing bowed to accept the order, his eyes were full of joy...

Then he turned around and clapped his hands, and the eunuchs who had been waiting outside the hall for a long time heard the movement, and entered the hall with trays, most of which were books...

"These are the records of Qin Tianjian's records of rain and flood seasons in previous years, and some records of the water volume of the Qianling River."

Pointing to those books, he explained: "This year's flood season is long and the rain is abundant, but my son checked various files and records and found that I have been in the beam for hundreds of years, and this year is not a special case...

Not to mention, in the past hundred years, there have been six times of abundant rain this year, and the river has more water than this year...

Taizu mobilized 30 people to build the Fushan Weir. He once said that as long as he maintains it carefully, it can protect our girders from floods and waterlogging for thousands of years!

However, why did the Fushan Weir burst its embankment this year! ? "

Zhu Wenjing turned around as he spoke, knelt down in front of the emperor, and said with a sad expression: "Father, the embankment of a thousand miles collapsed in an ant's nest, and it is clear that I have an ant thief in the middle!!"

He paused, and cried with his head on the ground: "It is clear that these ants have embezzled all kinds of funds for the maintenance of Fushan Weir!!"

"..."

When all the courtiers heard these remarks, their breathing stagnated, and they didn't dare to take a breath...

"Ant thief...hehehe..."

Emperor Yonghe didn't know what he thought of, he sneered thoughtfully, and then said: "In your opinion, besides Shao Xingmin, who else are the ant thieves who devoured the beam?"

Zhu Wenjing leaned down on the ground with tears streaming down his face, choked with sobs and said, "My son...I dare not say it!"

"Don't dare to say?"

Emperor Yonghe snorted coldly, glanced at Xu Boqing who was wandering in the sky, and sternly reprimanded: "Could it be that I'm an ant thief? Could it be that I brought down this Fushan Weir!?"

"My son has no such intentions..."

Zhu Wenjing hurriedly bowed his head when he heard the words, and said tremblingly: "It's just that this matter is very involved, and it may also affect the face of my Tian family. I really dare not speak..."

"Damn things!!"

Emperor Yonghe patted the handrail and scolded: "The Fushan Weir broke the embankment, Daming Mansion suffered, and the people of Yingtian Mansion were even worse. I'm going to condemn myself, and I still care about Tian Family's face!?"

"My son... my son takes orders..."

Zhu Wenjing raised his head, wiped away the tears on his cheeks, took a deep breath and said, "I have found out that Shao Shangshu has spent a lot of money over the years, and he likes to collect all kinds of antiques, treasures, famous calligraphy and paintings...

These antique treasures, calligraphy and paintings of famous artists are of extremely high value, and some of them are even objects that have never existed in the palace.

But the strange thing is that Shao Shangshu didn't keep these things for himself, but gave them away to others. Among them, the one who gave the most and the most frequently was Second Brother's Prince Gong's Mansion! ! "

"Zhu Wenjing, you spitting blood!!"

Zhu Wenjue stepped forward with tearing eyes, and defended himself: "I have loved famous calligraphy and paintings since I was a child, and Shao Xingmin and Shao Xingmin are just ordinary friends. Apart from giving each other some calligraphy and paintings, I have never had a close relationship!"

After finishing speaking, he knelt down in front of the emperor with a thud, and said: "Father, I swear to heaven, I didn't know that Shao Xingmin would be greedy for money to maintain Fushanyan!!

This move is tantamount to digging the foundation of my great beam. As a prince, if I know that he is such a thief, how can I have friendship with him? "

"Father, please be careful!"

If Zhu Wenjing hadn't heard of it, he said to Emperor Yonghe, "Those antique treasures, famous calligraphy and paintings are only available to my ministers, and my ministers don't know about them in private."

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(End of this chapter)