I'm really not doing business

Chapter 685 I have never seen such a shameless person!
The officials of the Northern Yamen generally had a gloating mentality towards the suffering of the officials of the Southern Yamen. Everyone had their own sufferings, but the suffering of Prince Lu could be relieved by the return of His Majesty to the capital, while the suffering of the Southern Yamen was institutional suffering and there was no possibility of relief.

Because His Majesty the Emperor used violence to split up the Southern Court, the Southern Court's capital became a mere facade in the future.

Before the Southern Yamen was split up, the capital was not just a facade, but a substantial capital. It not only had the six ministries, but most importantly, the fourteen richest prefectures as its basic base. The Northern Yamen often had to consider the influence of public opinion in the Southern Yamen.

Now, the Nan Ya has been demolished.

"Your Majesty, regarding the pursuit of fines, I think that after imposing a fine of the same size, they should still be stripped of their official positions and stripped of their honors." As the Divine Sword of the Ming Dynasty, Hai Rui showed his radicalism at this time. He would do it to the end. These people must be killed no matter what. Beheading, exile, stripping of official positions and stripping of their honors are all acceptable. They must be killed politically.

These treasurers were scapegoats themselves. They were unwilling to test the wrath of the real dragon, but past interests forced them to this step.

The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was in the Southern Court, and the Ming Dynasty's capital camp was beside him. No matter how daring these warehouse managers were, they had to consider the emperor's face. The reason they were so bold was that once the Yingtian treasury was burned, the treasuries of the thirteen prefectures were burned as well, just like Zhu Bajie dividing the luggage. Once the team dispersed, they divided the property, all because someone was pushing them forward.

In the Northern Yamen of the Ming Dynasty, there was a newspaper called "Niehai Zabao" which mainly satirized the officialdom. It once published a four-frame satirical cartoon, which showed that when a man just passed the imperial examination, he was very proud and triumphant; when his official career was not going well, he was trapped in a dragon's nest for ten years; when he was promoted, he suddenly became powerful and rose to the top; the last frame showed that he was thrown into prison and regretted it too late.

The most typical thing in these four-frame cartoons is the protagonist on the screen, with more and more hands behind him. From his family’s expectation that he would be admitted to a prestigious university, to top-down suppression, to someone condoning and protecting him when he was promoted, to finally becoming a scapegoat when he was thrown into prison.

The hands behind them are pushing them forward. These hands are the intertwined interests of the group and the force that makes it impossible for them to turn back.

This miscellaneous newspaper called the officialdom a sea of ​​sin, believing that anyone who entered the officialdom was deeply sinful. However, the imperial court did not restrict this miscellaneous newspaper from beginning to end. Even Zhu Yiliu had no intention of making things difficult for this miscellaneous newspaper, because they, like Lin Fucheng, were telling the truth.

The officialdom is a sea of ​​sin.

The bureaucrats in charge of the Southern Court's treasury were pushed out as scapegoats. They had no other choice but to use themselves to test the emperor.

If you don't pay double the size of the fine, you will face exile. If you pay the fine, there is no possibility of reinstatement.

"That's right. If I don't come, they will act arrogantly without any punishment. If I come, they will still act arrogantly without any punishment. Then, wouldn't my trip be in vain?" Zhu Yijun agreed with Hai Rui's suggestion.

Would the officials of the Southern Court just surrender and give up? Of course not. It was reasonable to spit out what you ate. After all, they stole the Zhu family's property. It was natural for the emperor to be angry. Everyone was silent under the violence, but when the emperor issued an order to impose a fine, it immediately caused an uproar among the scholars. They said all kinds of things, and most of them thought it was unreasonable.

Nan Ya’s debate began.

Zhu Yijun ignored these speculative opinions and continued to urge the imperial guards to pay the fine.

This led to some doubts among the people in the Southern Ya Sibian about the emperor's motives. Some people even firmly believed that the Ming emperor's actions were not only to promote the splitting of the Southern Ya, but also for money!
This suspicion was very reasonable. The Ming court was going to start construction of the highway from Kaifeng Prefecture to Jiayuguan in June. The budget for this highway was already 30 million silver coins, and the emperor was so eager to ask for it just for the silver.

The national treasury was empty, so the emperor needed to find someone to suck blood from, and the wealthy Southern Court became his target. The emperor's southern tour was basically to rob and plunder.

This idea is not quite right, but it is not bad either.

Zhu Yijun swore that using violent means to redistribute wealth was just a side job. The main motive for this southern tour was to split up the Southern Yamen. As for why things turned out like this during execution, it can only be said that he did not expect things to develop in this direction.

Things are unpredictable.

"Xu Guangqi, Lin Fucheng, Li Zhi and others will hold a gathering in Fuxi Tower in the Southern Court in the afternoon. Your Majesty, would you like to go and take a look?" Feng Bao asked about His Majesty's schedule.

Lin Fucheng, Li Zhi and others were naturally on the list of bodyguards. They were fifth-rank doctors of the Five Classics. They still had an unfinished project, which was the alienation of people by money. This time, Lin Fucheng, Li Zhi and others were going to have a talk with the liberals in the Southern Court. It would be more of a disruption than a talk.

The Northern Yamen was the base camp of limited liberals, while the Southern Yamen was the base camp of absolute liberals. This time it was Lin Fucheng and Li Zhi who came knocking.

"I am still waiting for the report from the Imperial Guards regarding the fine. What are they discussing this time? If it's meaningless, I won't go." Zhu Yijun waved his hand and handed the processed memorials to Feng Bao. Some memorials needed to be read by the emperor himself. There were not many of them, only two or three a day at most.

"The topic of discussion is making contributions and stopping contributions." Feng Bao told the emperor the topic of discussion.

"Oh?" Zhu Yijun thought for a moment and said, "General Ti is busy imposing fines. If I go there, won't it cause trouble for the Ti cavalry?"

"Chen Mo is watching. Marshal Ti will protect your majesty. Fuxi Tower is the property of the imperial estate." Feng Bao hurriedly explained that there would be no security loopholes. After all, the Southern Court is not the Northern Court. If your majesty is attacked by bad guys in the Southern Court, it would be a loss.

Fuxi Tower, originally called Yanxi Tower, was a proper imperial manor. However, due to the construction of Nanhu Villa Palace, Yanxi Tower was unable to receive the emperor and was eventually downgraded to Fuxi Tower.

Not every restaurant can use the name "Yan". If it doesn't receive the emperor, it is not worthy of using it.

"Then let's go and take a look." Zhu Yijun was busy with the infighting in the court, and it had been a long time since he had watched such excitement. Today, he had nothing to do, so he might as well go and take a look.

The Fuxi Tower was originally built to the specifications for receiving the emperor. There are five Fuxi Towers in total, with five floors in total. Each floor is connected by a corridor. It is the undisputed number one restaurant in the Southern Yamen, and its scale is not inferior to the Yanxing Tower in the Northern Yamen.

When Zhu Yijun arrived at Fuxi Tower, he happened to be in luck. There was a famous actress from Jiangnan who was singing in the tower. She was a recognized courtesan on the Qinhuai River, the kind of courtesan who sold her art but not her body. She performed everywhere to increase her fame. She was good at dancing with the sleeves and had some connections with famous scholars in Jiangnan, but no one could get close to her. She was just waiting to be sold at a good price.

The courtesan dared to do this because she was from the Duke of Wei's Mansion. To be precise, the Duke of Wei's Mansion also had business in the world of fireworks, and this courtesan was not even a bought and cultivated figurehead of the brothel under the Duke of Wei's Mansion, but a person from the Duke of Wei's Mansion. That was why she was able to move among so many scholars.

Can this courtesan really marry into a wealthy family? It's hard to say.

After all, Qian Qianyi married Liu Rushi.

"The woman singing the song is surnamed Gu, and her name is Meisheng. She comes from a family of Suzhou embroidery, but her family fell into poverty and was sold to a human broker in Yangzhou by her father. One time, the Duke of Wei's mansion wanted to buy a maid, and the old lady took a liking to Gu Meisheng and bought her. She is just eighteen years old this year, but she is already famous in Qinhuai and has unparalleled talent." Feng Bao introduced the graceful woman downstairs.

Although her face was covered by a veil, her figure was obviously normal, but the half-covered and hazy look actually aroused people's curiosity.

Zhu Yijun unscrewed the kettle he brought with him, took a sip of water, and asked with a smile, "Did Xu Bangrui arrange this?"

"Your Majesty really has a keen eye!" Feng Bao did not hide it. It was not a coincidence that Gu Meisheng appeared in Fuxi Tower at this time. It was deliberate on purpose by Xu Bangrui. He put in a lot of effort to persuade Feng Bao.

Feng Bao had no intention of hiding it from the emperor at all. With the identity of the Duke of Wei's Mansion, it was impossible to hide it.

"In fact, the old lady of the Duke of Wei's Mansion, who adopted this girl as her daughter, doesn't want her to show up in public all the time. As for Gu Meisheng, her status is neither high nor low, and she is proud and arrogant, so it's not easy to marry her. It's better for her to enter the palace." Feng Bao explained the plan of the Duke of Wei's Mansion.

In fact, it is just to present a beautiful woman to the emperor. As for whether the emperor wants it or not, that depends on the emperor's wishes.

"Gu Meisheng is an amazing Suzhou embroidery expert. She is known as the needle goddess. She also plays the pipa very well and composes good music. She is also known as the music saint. She can also paint. Her paintings of birds, beasts, insects and fish are so lifelike that they are not inferior to those of Emperor Huizong of Song." Feng Bao introduced the talent of this woman. The Duke of Wei really treated her as his own daughter.

Why did she show up in public? Actually, it was to marry into a good family. After all, she was just an adopted daughter. To put it nicely, she was an adopted daughter. To put it bluntly, she was just a maid.

Feng Bao was the Flower and Bird Envoy, whose duty was to find flowers for His Majesty. It was normal for feudal emperors to leave behind some legends about their romantic affairs when they toured the south.

The plan of the Duke of Wei's Mansion was to flatter the emperor by presenting a beauty, and also to find a home for Gu Meisheng. The Duke of Wei had been in the Southern Court for more than two hundred years, and there were so many famous actors along the Qinhuai River, but their final endings were not good. Even if they married into a wealthy family, they ended up in misery.

If you catch the emperor's eye and enter the palace, you will live a peaceful and happy life.

Feng Bao no longer made too many recommendations, as saying too much would only annoy people.

Gu Meisheng obviously knew for whom he was going to sing and play the pipa this time, and was somewhat nervous, but he still plucked the pipa. After tuning the tone, the sound of the pipa like pearls falling on a jade plate rang out in the building, and everyone fell silent.

The melody was gentle and sad. Gu Meisheng made a stroke with his hand, and the melody suddenly became a little solemn.

"During the Jiajing period, the Japanese pirates arose, and countless lives were lost. The air was filled with smoke and miasma, and no one was seen. The Grand Marshal, Zhang Mengxi, recruited 3,000 strong men and named the camp Zhenwu. The soldiers were arrogant and fierce. The waves were surging and the momentum was overwhelming. The Japanese pirates surrendered when the Zhenwu camp came. How dare they be so violent and rebellious!" As soon as Gu Meisheng opened his mouth, everyone was stunned.

What Gu Meisheng sang was actually the mutiny in the Zhenwu Camp. Zhang Mengxi was Zhang Ao, and Mengxi was Zhang Ao's nickname. This part was about recruiting soldiers to fight against the Japanese invaders.

Gu Meisheng's song is sung from the perspective of a wife in the Zhenwu Camp. She tells of her worries about her husband's war and the dilemma of having no rice or food at home. She spent a long time describing the battle record of the Zhenwu Camp. Like the Nine Camps in Zhejiang, they fought in the anti-Japanese war. After the Japanese threat gradually subsided, the Zhenwu Camp began to go out on patrols to fight floods.

On February 25, the 39th year of the Jiajing reign, many hornets gathered in the Zhenwu Camp and built a nest. This was considered a good omen. The soldiers' long-pent-up anger over unpaid wages, salary cuts, and the deprivation of their wives' monthly rations began to erupt, and a mutiny occurred.

Huang Maoguan, the assistant minister of the Nanjing Ministry of War, was killed.

The wasp nest actually refers to Huang Chao. The Minister Huang Maoguan actually fell to his death, but in the memorial to the court, in order to highlight the rebelliousness of the soldiers of the Zhenwu Camp, Huang Maoguan was killed.

When Huang Maoguan heard about the mutiny, he burned all the account books in the camp before the soldiers arrived, and then jumped from the third floor. He would not have died from the third floor, but as luck would have it, his head hit a rock and he died.

What is more interesting is that in this part of the lyrics, Gu Meisheng directly called Xu Pengju, the Duke of Wei at that time, a fool, because Xu Pengju was forced by the soldiers to "call the soldiers "master" and yell "distribute food! Distribute food!", which means that Xu Pengju promised to distribute money.

But after Xu Pengju escaped over the wall, he directly took out 100,000 silver coins and offered a reward for the heads of the mutineers.

It seems that he is flexible, but in fact he is just scolding him for being untrustworthy, deceiving the soldiers by saying he would give them money, and then turning his back on him after he escaped.

Gu Meisheng finished singing the whole song very quickly. The ending was not good. The soldiers did not get the silver that was supposed to belong to them, nor did they get the monthly rations for their wives and children. Even the Zhenwu Camp was disbanded. The heroine in Gu Meisheng's song also starved to death. After her husband died, the woman jumped into the river and became a lonely ghost, crying all day and all night by the river. "The evil wind of Xingwen and Yanwu is rampant, and the loyal and patriotic people are crying in the tomb. They all say that this is justice, but where is justice? I only saw that the man was kind and was bullied." Gu Meisheng ended his song with a quick strum.

Zhu Yijun tilted his head and asked, "What is the name of this play?"

"Ying Su." Feng Bao hurriedly said, the rise and fall, honor and disgrace, and disappearance of Zhenwu Camp from the perspective of a woman.

Feng Bao whispered, "Your Majesty, this is not Gu Meisheng's fabrication, it is a true story. Some of the soldiers in Zhenwu Camp died, some escaped, and their wives and children all suffered the same fate, ending up like this."

"If these children from Zhenwu Camp could grow up, what would they think of the imperial court? I'm sure they would hate it to the core." Zhu Yijun let out a breath. It was hard to imagine how much these children would hate the Ming imperial court when they grew up. Their fathers were heroes in their eyes, but within a few years, they became rats crossing the street that everyone wanted to beat. These children would not have any expectations for the so-called justice.

What’s past is past, and we can only look to the future.

Feng Bao actually wanted to say that these children would probably have a hard time growing up.

Zhu Yijun glanced at Gu Meisheng and said calmly, "You sang well. I'll reward you."

It's not a generous reward, just ten silver coins, no more. Gu Meisheng is the first artist of a hundred arts rewarded by His Majesty, and the emperor never wastes money on this. This is entirely out of respect for the Duke of Wei's Mansion.

In fact, this also represents the emperor's attitude towards this beauty. He will not take her into the palace, but if he has any idea about her, he will summon her to see him and see what she looks like.

No matter how nice the words sound, the courtesan is still a prostitute, and Zhu Yijun would not allow such a woman to enter the palace. Prince Lu's love for beauties from all over the world has already given Empress Dowager Li a huge headache.

Gu Meisheng is a famous actor. Today, he was singing and playing at Fuxilou. As soon as he finished singing, countless flower baskets were sent to the stage. Each of these flower baskets cost one hundred silver coins, and ten of them together cost one thousand one hundred silver coins. If you buy more, not only is there no discount, you have to pay extra.

Gu Meisheng didn't care about these flower baskets, she had seen them many times. She kept waiting until all the flower baskets were taken away. Then a man dressed as a servant presented her with ten silver coins. At this time, Gu Meisheng could not hide her disappointment, she knew that these ten silver coins were sent by the person she was thinking about and cared about the most.

It is a reward, not a declaration. Our fate ends here.

Gu Meisheng stood up, bowed slightly as a farewell, and then left the stage.

After Gu Meisheng stepped down from the stage, the atmosphere became solemn. Master Lin Fucheng, who was always late, did not arrive late. Instead, he showed up at Fuxi Building on time, waiting for the show to begin.

This time, Lin Fucheng and Li Zhi were the ones who came.

What was more surprising was that Xu Guangqi also sat together with Lin Fucheng and Li Zhi. Regarding freedom, Xu Guangqi was more in favor of Lin Fucheng's theory of limited freedom.

A young man in a Confucian robe stood up. He looked elegant and dashing. He walked up to the stage with a folding fan in his hand. He looked around and said, "I heard that Master Lin had a debate with a group of scholars in the Northern Court. No one dared to challenge Master Lin. I guess that's right. With Master Wang Qian behind him, naturally everyone has to avoid him."

Wang Qian was the only son of Wang Chonggu. This Confucian scholar directly criticized Lin Fucheng, saying that he had gained his current reputation by fawning on the powerful. This was a fact, and Lin Fucheng had never avoided talking about it.

"That's well said. The scholars have always been upright and unwilling to bow down to the powerful. A mere young master Wang has left the scholars of the Northern Ya speechless. Are you scolding me, or the scholars of the Northern Ya? Or are you scolding all the scholars in the world?" Lin Fucheng stood up and walked onto the stage, looking a little lazy and even a little disdainful.

The scholars of the Northern Court dared to scold even the emperor! Can a mere Wang Qian shut people up?
Is this an insult to Lin Fucheng for fawning on the rich and powerful, or an insult to the scholars in the Northern Yamen for lacking integrity?
Now the emperor is in the Southern Court, and he is tortured without following the rules, but no scholars in the Southern Court have spoken out. Does that mean the scholars in the Southern Court are also spineless and lack integrity?

Lin Fucheng has never lost a debate with anyone.

Lin Fucheng bowed to the people around him and said with a smile: "Originally, I thought that this Nan Ya was a place of literature and art, but I didn't expect that the first sentence he said was not closely related to today's topic, but was scolding me. It really opened my eyes."

Let’s discuss academics, but as for background, who here doesn’t have a background?
"I'm Gao Panlong, from Wuxi." Gao Panlong answered unhappily. This Lin Fucheng was indeed not easy to deal with. He was sharp-tongued and eloquent. He was able to control him in just a few words. The topic of fawning on the powerful and wealthy could no longer be discussed.

"I am a humble Lin Fucheng, and I am new to your place. I am sorry to have embarrassed you all. I, Lin Fucheng, also went to the Northern Yamen from Songjiang Prefecture. I cannot be considered a Northern Yamen scholar." Lin Fucheng changed the subject and defeated Gao Panlong. He was from Songjiang Prefecture and went to Beijing from Songjiang Prefecture, but now he was expelled from the list of southern scholars. It was really a strange thing.

"Let's talk about today's topic and stop talking about irrelevant things." Gao Panlong was stunned when he heard this. Only then did he remember that Lin Fucheng went to the Northern Yamen from Songjiang Prefecture and Li Zhi went to the Northern Yamen from Fujian. Neither of them could be considered scholars of the Northern Yamen.

Gao Panlong held his hand and said, "The trend of stopping surrender has existed since the invasion of the Hu Yuan Dynasty. Existence is reasonable. Since it has existed for more than 300 years, it must have its reasons."

The trend of stopping surrender and tribute did not start when Zhu Yuanzhang was not allowed to hold an official position in the early Ming Dynasty. This trend had already started since the Southern Song Dynasty court surrendered to Kublai Khan. Officials were not allowed to be held for the Hu emperor, and later for the Ming emperor.

Zhu Yijun smiled. This was a common trick used by the despicable Confucian scholars to confuse the public and mix up the concepts. The trend of stopping surrender and tribute when Hu Yuan entered the Central Plains and the trend of stopping surrender and tribute established since the beginning of the Ming Dynasty were not the same thing at all, yet Gao Panlong mixed them up and mentioned them on the same level.

This is a despicable Confucian.

After the Hu Yuan Dynasty took control of the Central Plains, the trend of surrendering and paying tribute was stopped, and most people just rebelled directly. The Yuan Dynasty lasted for a hundred years, and there was a hundred years of anti-Yuan and restoration of the Song Dynasty. That was the real down-to-earth practice of the literati, and these despicable Confucian scholars still have the nerve to flatter themselves.

"What's the reason?" Lin Fucheng was not in a hurry to attack, and asked with a smile.

"Take the Zhenwu Camp that Gu Dajie sang as an example. This Zhenwu Camp surrendered to the imperial court, but what happened to it? Everyone has seen it." Gao Panlong said with a sense of loss: "Fighting for the country, he ended up crying in a grave, his son starved to death, and his wife jumped into the river. It's really tragic!"

Zhu Yijun's eyes suddenly widened, pointing at Gao Panlong and saying, "Feng Daban, look at this cheap scholar, he is confusing cause and effect! What exactly is the tragedy of Zhenwu Camp? Doesn't Gu Meisheng understand what he is singing? Xingwen and Zhenwu are full of evil spirits, and he is a murderer, and he is blaming me and the court here?!"

"I have never seen such a shameless person!"

"If I were on stage, I would punch him hard in the face! Pull out the Qi family sword and chop off his head, ugh!"

Zhu Yijun had some impression of Gao Panlong, one of the Eight Gentlemen of Donglin and the founder of Donglin Academy. Gao Panlong's remarks aggravated Zhu Yijun's stereotype of the Donglin Party.

What a bunch of despicable scholars!
"Isn't this just calling a horse a deer?" Feng Bao wiped the sweat from his forehead. In this Nan Ya territory, the Ming Emperor Zhu Yijun brought the Beijing troops to it, and even his words were not heard. How could he expect the court to interfere in any way in the 39th year of Jiajing?

"Oh? What do you think we should do?" Lin Fucheng was not panicked at all. He still did not attack, but asked Gao Panlong for a solution.

Since the Zhenwu Camp surrendered and ended up in such a situation, the solution to the problem is to stop the trend of surrendering, which is very reasonable.

Lin Fucheng has a habit in debates. He lets others finish speaking and lets the other party express his or her words clearly before he makes a rebuttal.

Gao Panlong said calmly, "Distribute the internal treasury."

"Today, the top priority in the country is to respect Confucianism, abolish criminal punishment, lecture the whole court, employ remonstrators, and release the treasury. All the wealth in the world has been put into the treasury and has become the private property of one family. The imperial treasury is empty. The release of the treasury can be delayed. The mutiny in the Zhenwu Camp and the mutiny in the Zhejiang Camps were all caused by the reduction of salary. If you are willing to release the treasury, how can this happen?"

Gao Panlong's views have caused a lot of discussion, with more supporters than opponents. At first glance, what Gao Panlong said really makes sense.

Lin Fucheng thought for a moment and said, "Okay, it's a deal. Since you think I'm a scholar from the Northern Court, how about we, the scholars from the two capitals, work together to stir up public opinion to release the treasury to the soldiers? This is a brilliant plan."

Li Zhi was a veteran in the officialdom. He was stunned for a moment. What Lin Fucheng said was unreasonable. It would be strange if the treasury could be distributed to the soldiers!

But soon, Li Zhi understood Lin Fucheng's true intention.

The ideal country constructed by Lin Fucheng is a world with high material abundance where exploitation of material things has no meaning. Before it develops to this level, there is no absolute freedom, and a force that is above all social classes is needed to rule.

Obviously, if the clamor was really successful, the money in the treasury would not be important, and the emperor, who had complete control over the military power, could do whatever he wanted.

With a knife in hand, you can have as much silver as you want.

"Wait a minute!" Gao Panlong immediately stretched out his hand. He felt something was wrong. Could it be that Lin Fucheng was just a name in name only? He surrendered after just a few words? He quickly realized something was wrong. After thinking about it for a while, Gao Panlong immediately broke into a sweat!

If they really agreed to Lin Fucheng, it would be really bad. If this matter cannot be accomplished, it will be fine. But if it is accomplished, the two million soldiers of the Ming Dynasty will really all have the surname Zhu. You know, there are now 100,000 soldiers in the Beijing camp and 100,000 navy in the Southern Courtyard, which has already made everyone terrified!
By then, the emperor can do whatever he wants, right?

Although no one knows the income of the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, we can still guess some of it. He can afford to support an army, but it doesn't matter if he can't. With one order, he can rob the powerful and wealthy. He will have everything. When the time comes, he can extort money from the whole country. Who will clean it up?

"I think what you said is very right. Let's put the treasury in place. I am a fifth-rank doctor of the Five Classics. I will write the memorial as soon as I return from Fuxi Tower. While His Majesty is in the Southern Court, you will be in charge of the scholars there. Let's try to let His Majesty know the people's sentiments within a few days." Lin Fucheng stood up and made a gesture to leave.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, Master Lin, please wait a moment. We are just having a chat. Why do we have to report it to God? It's not necessary, it's not necessary." Gao Panlong was a little annoyed. Lin Fucheng's fighting style was really unpredictable.

Lin Fucheng then stopped and asked with a smile: "Didn't you say you wanted to put the money in the treasury? Is there a problem with putting the money in the treasury?"

"The Imperial Treasury is your Majesty's private treasury. The Ming Dynasty is the Celestial Empire. Why does your Majesty need to release the Imperial Treasury? I just said that. Let's not talk about it for now." Gao Panlong refuted his own point of view.

Zhu Yijun laughed out loud in the Tianzihao box. It turned out that this despicable scholar also knew how to be afraid. He was afraid of being criticized by weapons.

Lin Fucheng's strategy today is to make the opponent deny his point of view.

(End of this chapter)