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Chapter 147 Father and Son Soldiers in Battle ([-])

"Clang, clang..."

The big bells on the turrets on both sides of the Tiananmen Gate rang seven times in a leisurely manner, and all the courtiers who were chatting in the court room outside the Meridian Gate all fell silent in unison, because this was already the official card of Chenshi, and they hadn't heard it yet. Hearing the voice of the inner court calling for the court, and seeing no eunuchs coming to pass the decree, the courtiers couldn't help but have a little imagination, and they lost the interest of chatting for a while.

What is the old man doing?Could something have happened?Don't stop!

Not to mention the different expressions of the courtiers, even Hong Qing, who knows the general trend of history, is a little confused, probably because of this fact, it is too abnormal, it is not that the old man has never stopped court, in fact, in the past , the old man also has times when he is indolent, but he will never let the courtiers wait in the court room for such a long time. Usually, he issued an order to stop the court one day in advance, but today the hour has passed, but there is no news at all It's said that it really doesn't look like the old man's style.

"Your Majesty has a decree. If you don't go to court today, those who declare Zhengzheng to be at the second rank or higher will have an audience at the Hall of Mental Cultivation. This is your honor!"

Just when the courtiers were in doubt, there was a rush of footsteps outside the room, Qin Wuyong, the owner of the house and the eunuch who was sweating profusely, led a few young eunuchs hurried in from outside, waved his hands Fuchen loudly proclaimed the old man's oral instructions.

"The ministers and others take the decree to thank you, my emperor, long live, long live, long live!"

Hearing such a decree, all the elites in the Nanchao room were stunned, but no one dared to be rude at this moment, so they could only thank each other with their own thoughts—— The discussion of affairs by courtiers above the second rank is equivalent to the "enlarged meeting of the central government" of later generations. This is the style of discussing major affairs of the country. There is something strange about it, but what this strange thing is is a bit suspicious.

It seems that the old man is determined to pay off his debts. Hey, it's a lot of fun today, it's interesting!
Others might not be able to guess what the old man was thinking, but Hong Qing could understand it immediately, and she couldn't help but be glad that she informed the third master yesterday, otherwise, today's discussion would really be difficult Of course, I'm glad that I'm lucky, Hong Qing didn't dare to show it on her face, she just followed the crowd to thank her, and followed a group of top ministers and hurried to the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

"Come on and see Your Majesty!"

All the courtiers walked into the Hall of Mental Cultivation without a word, and they saw the old man sitting at the top with a gloomy face, his expression was quite bad, and the prince sitting at the bottom of the front wall also had an unhappy expression. They were shocked, but they didn't dare to speak indiscriminately, they each rushed to the hall, paying respects to each other in succession.

"waived!"

Facing the great gifts from the courtiers, the old man did not cry out in a hurry, but after being silent for a while, he finally uttered a chilling word from his mouth.

"Thank you, Lord Long, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

Those who can enter this hall are not simple people. Although they are all kneeling at this moment and cannot see the old man's face, but when he hears the old man's tone is wrong, he can't help but feel uneasy, so that the voice of thanking him is full of embarrassment. Obvious vibrato.

"Xuan!"

After all the courtiers lined up and stood on both sides, the old man didn't talk nonsense, let alone gesture. He just touched his lips, and another word full of chills popped out, which immediately made the courtiers feel uneasy. The heart is a little more disturbed.

"twitter!"

The eunuch Zhao Mingde, the chief eunuch of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, had obviously been prepared for a long time. As soon as the old man finished speaking, he hastily complied with the promise. He took a few steps to the front steps, shook his hand, and took out a copybook from his wide sleeve. , the stall opened, cleared his throat slightly, and proclaimed loudly: "The Holy Son of Heaven is here, the minister Rong Zhu of Henan Province has something to play, on the ninth day of May in the 43rd year of Kangxi, there were continuous torrential rains throughout Henan, raging flood peaks, and floods , The ministers and others deployed all the arrangements and led the people to guard the levee day and night, but the water was too strong, and the dam had already been hidden dangers, so it collapsed, and hundreds of thousands of people were affected..."

The excerpt is not short, although Zhao Mingde's speech is not slow, it takes a lot of time to announce the general, but the people in the palace don't have the heart to listen, not for anything else, because the people in the palace are all veterans of the officialdom Everyone is well-informed, even if this booklet arrived in Beijing only yesterday, the big guys already know it well, and they will not put their minds on the booklet, but are all guessing about the old man's Where the mind is.

"Heshen!"

As soon as the excerpt was announced, the old man didn't let everyone think too much this time, and he drank a sip with a stern face, the chill inside was so strong that it made one's teeth bark.

"Wei Chen is here!"

Earlier, when Zhao Mingde read out Rong Zhu's memorial, He Shen knew that he was afraid of being held accountable. Although he had prepared in advance, when the old man called his name, he still couldn't help feeling a little flustered. , his eyes couldn't help but looked at the eighth master who was standing diagonally opposite. After seeing the eighth master nodded indifferently, his heart calmed down a little. replied loudly.

"I ask you, how did you build this embankment? I allocate 400 million taels to your Ministry of Industry every year, and just build a dilapidated embankment full of errors and omissions. You can't eat it, huh?"

Ever since I received the urgent report from Rongzhu yesterday, the old man has not been in a very good mood. He didn't pay much attention to it at first, but after learning from Ma Qi, the on-duty bachelor and household secretary, that the national treasury is now in a shocking deficit, the old man But he was completely enraged. He didn't close his eyes all night last night. He didn't sleep for a while until the early morning. Under the bad state of mind, his anger became more intense. He didn't save any face for Heshen. flare up.

"The emperor calms down the anger, the emperor calms down the anger, the humble minister has indeed neglected to observe, however, the humble minister also has sympathy, please ask the emperor to inquire."

Hearing that the old man was so accountable, Heshen suddenly became weak, and his whole body trembled into a ball. Fortunately, he had prepared the belly draft in advance, so he would not be speechless right now.

"speak!"

After all, the old man is not a fool. Even though he was in a rage, he was not so overbearing that he wouldn't even let others speak. Of course, when he was in a bad mood, his tone would naturally be extremely blunt.

"Returning to Your Majesty, since His Majesty Long En was able to take over the position of the Ministry of Industry last year, I dare not slack off a little bit, and I have always been cautious about it, but I don't care about Du Shuiqing. Beizi Hongqing should take care of the project budget and write-offs. Although the minister repeatedly urged him, Beizi Hongqing was extremely stubborn and refused to listen to persuasion. The minister was also helpless. Beizi Hongqing couldn't blame him for the Yellow River's embankment collapse. blame!"

As soon as the old man opened his mouth, He Shen hurriedly took a deep breath, said the article he had memorized in advance, and unceremoniously pushed all the responsibilities to Hong Qing.

"Om..."

As soon as Heshen's words came out, the entire hall was in an uproar, not for any other reason, but because Heshen's accusation was serious, and it was a posture of fighting to the death with Chengjun's palace, and then he thought that there was still standing behind Heshen, the Eighth Master. Master, you are not allowed to be free, and all the officials are inexplicably surprised, not to mention the courtiers, even the old man was shocked by Heshen's decisive behavior, and there was obviously a hint of suspicion in his eyes. Pass.

Damn it, it's really biting us, hey, Ba Ye is very willing, so he's planning to use Heshen, a bastard, to play a game of exchange with us, it's ruthless!
Although Hong Qing had expected that someone would attack her today, she didn't expect that He Shen would be the one who initiated the attack. Now that she understands the scheming of Baye's side, although she is not afraid, anger is still inevitable, but she does not intend to rush to defend herself, because Hong Qing knows very well that this is not the time to be angry, if she really wants to be in court Getting into a quarrel with Heshen would be a lot of fun. Haven't you seen that the old man is on fire? As long as you have an argument, no matter whether you win or lose, you will never be able to avoid a fight. Instead of being impatient, it's better to wait for the old man to ask questions To be strong and to respond to all changes with the same is the right choice at this time.

"Qing'er!"

The old man did not say anything to stop the courtiers from discussing indiscriminately, but calmly glanced at Hong Qing, who was as immobile as a mountain, frowned slightly, and gave a soft drink.

"The grandson is here!"

As soon as the old man called his name, Hong Qing didn't dare to delay a bit, strode out from the side, knelt down in the hall, and answered loudly.

"Tell me, what is the responsibility of the Ministry of Industry for the river embankment collapse, huh?"

When other people encounter such a situation of being held accountable, they are all trembling, but Hongqing is lucky, she is surprisingly calm, just like an ordinary monarch and his ministers playing the right game, as soon as this kind of gesture is shown, the old man's eyes immediately show appreciation It flashed by, but there was no other expression, and he asked with a gloomy expression.

What is the responsibility?Responsibility for the fart, the embankment was repaired by Samuha, and the person who assisted was Rong Zhu, who was shouting anxiously. If you want to settle it, go to those two, it’s none of our business !

Hearing the strong sense of accountability in the old man's words, Hong Qing couldn't help but slandered the old man in her heart. Undoubtedly, Hong Qing would not make such a mistake, so she kowtowed respectfully, and replied calmly: "Report to Huang Mafa, grandson thinks that the Ministry of Industry has neglected, but However, the specific responsibilities need to be thoroughly investigated to find out. Moreover, the current disaster situation is urgent, and it is not the time for accountability. After all, the lives and deaths of the victims are the most important thing. Everything can be discussed after the dust settles. , this grandson’s shallow opinion, I also ask Huang Ama to judge it!"

"Om..."

As soon as Hong Qing's words obviously evaded accountability, all the ministers in the hall suddenly burst into an uproar again, and the noise rang out frantically.

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