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Chapter 57 The Dark Prime Minister vs. The Prince in the Cold Palace 4
There was a lot of noise below and the emperor looked impatient.

His eyes fell on the glowing young man standing in the crowd, and his mood improved a little. He asked, "This Zhenyuan Marquis sent a secret letter saying that the Xiongnu suffered a snowstorm that has not been seen in many years. The battlefield is much more difficult than before. Although we have won this time, we still cannot let down our guard. He also asked me to send military pay over, haha."

After hearing His Majesty's previous words, some people were still confused about his attitude, but the last "Haha" made it very clear.

His Majesty is very dissatisfied.

Ling Mo stepped out of the line and stood in the middle, half bowing and saluting: "I believe that what Zhenyuan Marquis said is untrue, which is a crime of deceiving the emperor, and he also disobeyed the emperor's order. According to the law, he should be punished by being torn apart by a chariot."

Minister: ...Your Majesty only remembers to eat and not to be punished. Look, you are starting to be sarcastic again.

Your Majesty: ...fully awake.

The Minister of Rites stood up. He looked very serious. If he didn't speak, you would think he was some pedantic scholar. He blew his beard and glared at Ling Mo's words: "Isn't what the Prime Minister said a bit too radical? Although the Marquis of Zhenyuan was wrong, he is a marquis after all. How can he be executed at will?"

"Yes, yes. Now Jialan Pass is under the control of only Zhenyuan Hou. Even if he is to be sent back to the capital to be punished, we must first find a suitable person to replace him."

"What do you mean? Didn't we discuss letting Zhao Yi go at the last court meeting? Why are you saying it's not appropriate now? What are you thinking?"

Seeing that another quarrel was about to break out, the emperor angrily slammed his chair and said, "Shut up! Listen to what the prime minister says! Stop discussing the people who have been chosen before!"

Everyone was silent and looked at Ling Mo. He looked gentle and unaffected. He didn't say anything when he was interrupted and waited until they were quiet before speaking.

"I think what my other colleagues said makes a lot of sense. Although the Marquis of Zhenyuan deserves to die, special circumstances should be handled specially."

The ministers swallowed.

"Although he is arrogant and deserves to be killed, the other soldiers are defending the territory of our Yuye Dynasty with their lives. If we change the commander at this moment, it will inevitably affect the morale of the army and cause more people to suffer and die for no reason."

"Why not first deprive him of his title of Marquis of Zhenyuan as a warning, and allow him to guard the border until the beginning of spring, and then summon him back to the capital. If he still refuses to obey by then, then we will imprison the Zhenyuan prince who remains in the capital for disobeying the imperial order."

He spoke neither hurriedly nor slowly, and his voice, as clear as a cypress tree, was like a breeze blowing through people's hearts.

The Ming Yan people knew she was committed to protecting the Marquis of Zhenyuan when she said the first sentence. But it should be said that she is indeed capable - unlike other people who only express their opinions, she also has solutions! This is much better than the ministers who only know how to quarrel.

The emperor's anger was slowly extinguished by her next few words. He nodded and relaxed his brows: "What about the matter of Zhenyuan Marquis asking for military pay? The treasury is still in deficit this year."

"Deficit?" Ling Mo smiled. She was pretty, but people who knew her would never be as crazy about her as they did the first time. They just wanted to plug their ears.

"The national treasury is in deficit every year, so it is only natural that the Ministry of Revenue cannot allocate money for military pay..."

The Minister of Revenue's scalp tightened, and he subconsciously took a breath, praying as he looked at the young man standing in the center.

But it still couldn't stop her from saying -

"There was a severe drought last year, and a flood the year before last. But this year the south has had a bumper harvest, and the weather has been generally good everywhere. So why are you saying you don't have money?"

She fixed her sights on the old man, the Minister of Revenue, with a faint smile in her eyes, but to others it was a sign of her intending to trick people.

"Your Majesty, you said you wanted to build a hot spring palace this year, so the Ministry of Revenue will naturally cooperate with the Ministry of Works, and everything will be carried out according to the highest standards, so naturally there will be a lot of money... and it will cost a little more."

"Ridiculous!" the young man suddenly shouted. The emperor, who was about to explode, was stopped and touched his beard awkwardly.

Everyone watched her patting her chest and coughing weakly, while she pointed at the Minister of Revenue's nose and cursed: "Your Majesty is the Supreme Emperor, the Son of Heaven, supported by the people! How could the treasury be emptied just to meet Your Majesty's small request?! I'm afraid some people have enriched themselves!"

The people from the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of Works were all frightened and knelt down, shouting that Your Majesty was innocent.

The Minister of Revenue, under pressure, confronted Ling Mo: "Prime Minister, please do not slander us without any evidence. I have been an official for many years, and I have always been dedicated to the people and the country. I dare not slack off. But now I have to be randomly framed by a young boy! Your Majesty, please make the decision for me!"

At the end of the story, he knelt down and started to cry with tears and snot.

"That's enough!" The emperor looked at the Minister of Revenue with impatience.

He actually made the excuse that building the palace cost too much.

The prime minister was right. He was the emperor. The people of the world paid so much money every year. How could it be used up just for a small palace? "Go and check! Who dared to embezzle during the war with the Huns? We will never let them go. We will remove them from their posts and put them in jail!"

Another chaotic morning court session ended.

The military pay was fooled around, and instead corruption was investigated. The Marquis of Zhenyuan... now he should be called General Zhenyuan. If he received the news, he would probably be furious.

"The Prime Minister has angered the public again today..."

"If it happens to Your Majesty in the future... he will definitely die without a burial place."

"Be careful!"

……

Ling Mo walked slowly outside, his crimson-purple figure intertwined with the silver-white snow.

Her behavior revealed an innate aura of loneliness and ethereal beauty, which reflected her cold attitude towards power and status, and her indifference towards the world's prosperity.

The back figure against the backdrop of the snow is like a moving painting, making people feel both out of reach and unable to help but want to get closer.

Returning home, she locked herself in the study, left her body, and appeared in a small courtyard in the blink of an eye.

The things she had ordered yesterday were ready, and she took them and went to the cold palace.

"You damn bastard! A dog in the palace is more valuable than you! So what if you're a prince! Look, who else remembers you now except me?! And you dare to resist me! I think you've grown bolder today!" An old eunuch was kicking Situ Jing, and when he got tired, he asked the others who followed him to take action.

Situ Jing, Jing means jade, which should be the most noble, but now he is being bullied by everyone and has no dignity at all.

The young boy hugged his head tightly, the ferocity in his eyes almost overflowing, but more of it was stubbornness and sadness.

Is this what she meant by helping him?

So why hasn't it appeared yet?
So he was hallucinating yesterday?

Yes, how could there be gods in the world who would help a useless person like him for free?

It's all wishful thinking, everything is just a wishful thinking daydream.

But the girl's appearance yesterday was so clearly imprinted in his mind and could not be erased, telling him that no, it was not a dream, it was real.

Something unexpected happened.

"Ouch—who hit me? Come out!"

“Ah—who!”

"Who is playing tricks on me? Get out of here! I will fight this brat together!"

But no one came out, and instead everyone was punched several times by an unknown force.

This strange scene frightened the eunuchs, and they immediately screamed and crawled away.

"Look at them, they look so miserable, it's refreshing."

She is coming.

Ling Mo wanted to relax the atmosphere, but no one responded. When he turned his head, he met the young boy's dark eyes, which were like a deep well, sucking him in.

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