Aggrieved Fish Sprite: 157|Death to the people
lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapter!
Wenyuan Pavilion is brightly lit.
A stack of memorials was sent over, and those memorials that were not important and could be temporarily put on hold were pushed aside by the servants, leaving only memorials to report disasters.
As everyone was busy, they peered at the faces of the first two prime ministers.
Prime Minister Jiang coughed twice from time to time, frowned, and looked at the memorial with a crystal lens.
Prime Minister Zhang is there, and he looks very leisurely.
"What a fool, it's just a fool!"
Suddenly, Prime Minister Jiang patted the memorial heavily on the table, his beard trembling with anger.
Everyone was startled and looked at Jiang Zhengshi next to Prime Minister Jiang. The latter took a look at the memorial, and his expression suddenly became very ugly. I gave half, now the soldiers have no rice to cook, so they can only drink gruel every day?"
Prime Minister Zhang stared at a clerk who was a part of the memorial, his eyes full of scrutiny.
This memorial should have been detained, but now it is at the desk of Prime Minister Jiang.
Bingbu Shangshu went to coordinate the contradiction between the Imperial Guards and Jin Yiwei. Only Hubu Shangshu was under the pressure. He gave a dry laugh and reluctantly said: "Do you all know the style of the frontier army? It's not a problem all year round. Weeping poor, the number of soldiers in Northern Xinjiang has not been recruited in the past two years, and the number of soldiers has only been reduced and impossible to increase. However, the amount of money and food that Northern Xinjiang is asking for is 30% more than two years ago. This...it's not right! "
"So you didn't give it anymore?"
Jiang Zhengshi was not fooled by Hubu Shangshu's words. He endured his anger and said, "The two zaifu have already approved the army rations in northern Xinjiang last year. The amount reported by the memorial will be 80% first. Wait until the beginning of spring. If the Khitan invades Xinjiang and sends the rest together with the military supplies, the treasury will be rich when the summer grain is collected. Now who is making his own claim and deducting all the money and grain?"
Hube Shangshu naturally refused to take the charge. He suddenly stood up and shouted directly: "What is private deduction of money and food? How dare I dare to greet Mexican army food? Yongzhou has suffered a three-year drought. To help the victims, the state treasury The emptiness is not a day or two. The Northern Army has a severe air-to-air salary, and there have been no major wars in these years, so I can only use this part of the food temporarily, otherwise, what should I do? Watch the people starve to death?"
"You!"
Jiang Zhengshi knows that the truth is not so simple, but there is no evidence, and the Hubu Shangshu's words are vigorous, and he cannot refute it for a while.
Prime Minister Jiang calmly didn't speak, his eyes met Prime Minister Zhang, who casually picked up the tea cup, opened the tea leaf with the lid, and took a sip.
Hube Shangshu is a member of Prime Minister Zhang's group, and these matters must be approved by Prime Minister Zhang.
Don't say that it is in Wenyuan Pavilion at this time, even if it is revealed in the court, it is a trivial matter for Prime Minister Zhang. Evidence must not be found, the account of the household department is also neatly done, and the excuses are set after set, and even the emperor cannot punish the courtiers for no reason.
Even if Prime Minister Jiang's distributing force is directed at Hubu Shangshu, it will be difficult for Prime Minister Zhang to be affected.
——If the original Shang Shu is taken away, and the person who takes over is Prime Minister Zhang, then this power will be in vain.
At first, Prime Minister Jiang was full of anger. He exasperated Prime Minister Zhang stretched out his hands too long, and the money was too unruly. He has always been disdainful of being a human being, but he still didn't expect that Prime Minister Zhang would dare to treat the Northern Xinjiang army. Start.
When the anger passed, Prime Minister Jiang listened to his protégés and officials of his faction taking turns to fight, arguing with Hubu Shangshu and his party members, as if he was about to take out all the treasury expenditures last year and screamed. .
One by one, one by one, everyone is very familiar with it.
It's not how conscientious they are, but every time there is a dispute, these have to be picked up and round.
They quarreled fiercely, and the two prime ministers kept silent and looked at each other coldly.
Let the protégés start the battle with the officials who depend on them. This is also the rule of the court. The prime minister will not speak without the complete assurance of attacking political opponents.
But it is this practice, but Prime Minister Jiang feels a little dazed today.
This pavilion located in the imperial city symbolizes power and is yearned to be entered by scholars from all over the world. It is supposed to sit with famous officials who are admired by the world, but now?
The old prime minister sighed long, tired.
He put aside his pen, and walked away without saying a word with his hands behind his back.
The dispute came to an end, and everyone thought that Jason Jiang was furious, so they rushed away. His disciples suddenly became anxious. At this time, staying in the palace can firmly grasp the power. Although everyone wants to support the three princes ascended to the throne, the future emperor remembers whose kindness and closeness, which is learned. !
At such a juncture, how can you leave with anger?
Zhang Prime Minister watched Jiang Zhengshi chasing after Prime Minister Jiang, he couldn't help but snorted and put the tea cup heavily on the short table.
There was a dead silence in Wenyuan Pavilion. After a while, Prime Minister Zhang got up and went to change clothes, and then someone continued to speak.
"Military pay is not a small amount..."
"It is said to be used for disaster relief, why? I want to spit people out?!"
The guards on duty in Wenyuan Pavilion were trembling with the palace people.
It was not a minority of courtiers who did not agree with each other.
Chen Chao also witnessed the horrible deeds of group officials beating and beating a person during the dynasty.
Previously, he had memorialized for the Prime Minister Jiang, and handed over the memorial to the Northern Frontier Army's memorial, and quietly retreated to the side without attracting the attention of others.
Let’s say that Prime Minister Zhang is out of the duty room, and down the corridor is the dressing room.
Of course, no one will follow after changing clothes. The guard and the servant in the palace saw it from a distance, and they just bowed their heads in salute. Prime Minister Zhang entered the small room, instead of looking for the toilet behind the screen, he picked up a warm cloth towel and carelessly wiped his palms.
Assuming that the time is almost up, he went out.
I met Shang Shu of the Ministry of War head-on, and the latter whispered: "The nets at Yiguangmen have been laid out."
Prime Minister Zhang narrowed his eyes and said nothing.
There was a faint sound of thunder from the horizon, dark clouds covering the moon, and soon the wind rose again, causing the copper bells hanging from the eaves of the palace to ring quickly.
"What happened to Nanzhen Fusi?"
"I heard that your majesty is too sick to get up, so he is all honest."
Zhang Prime Minister suddenly asked: "The grain and grass in Northern Xinjiang have been processed?"
"It's still the same, Zhang Xiang doesn't have to worry. Besides, it was not only a drought in Yongzhou last year, but also the state treasury to spend money and food for the land movement in Qiuling County, Pingzhou..."
Before the words were finished, a gust of wind blew the cape of the Janissaries away.
There was a chaos outside Wenyuan Pavilion, and I was caught off guard by the gust of wind, and even the shofar lanterns were tilted a few times.
Through this strong wind, Bingbu Shangshu thought that no one could hear them, and couldn't help asking: "Excuse me for being unknown. What is the evidence this Dangkou General Liu Dan got in his hands? Isn’t it a bad thing to get into the hands of others?"
Zhang Zaixiang squinted at him, dissatisfied: "The truth has its own arrangements. If you shouldn't ask, don't talk too much."
At this time, a group of imperial guards hurriedly ran to the distance and surrounded a clearing in front of the palace.
"What's the matter?"
Prime Minister Jiang's sedan chair turned over.
The bridge used in the palace is similar to a sliding pole, and there is no shelter around it. In the open area in front of the palace, the wind was extremely strong. The sedan chair Jiang was sitting on happened to catch up with such a demon wind. The palace man who was carrying the bridge was blown so hard that he could not open his eyes, and he almost threw him down.
If it weren't for the two students who chased them out with eyesight and quick hands, Prime Minister Jiang would have to lie down and see the doctor.
Jiang Zhengshi was fascinated by the wind, and he was afraid that Jiang's accident would be too scared.
"Jiang Xiang, anyone can retire at this moment, you can't retire! This ruling and the opposition, who else can make Zhang Xiang jealous except you?" Jiang Zhengshi had to persuade him despite the strong wind.
Prime Minister Jiang was silent.
Jiang Zhengshi thought he was shaken, and hurriedly said: "The military pay of Northern Xinjiang can't have a difference. Now the central government is worried about internal and external troubles. Your majesty is ill and the three princes are indecisive. The well-being of all the people is on your shoulders... …"
"That's it!"
Prime Minister Jiang stopped drinking, his hair and beard were all messed up by the wind.
At fifty, one knows the destiny, at sixty, one’s ear is smooth.
Prime Minister Jiang is sixty-eight this year, and there is no Ershun. Whatever political opponents say, it is impossible to listen to them. Nowadays, he can't listen to the old persuasion.
"I once said that I was ashamed to be an official with certain people! Now I want to come, what is the difference between the old man and Zhang Xiang?" Jiang Jae-sang closed his eyes, his voice was bitter.
The three princes are clearly unsuitable to be emperors, because they are weak and useless and cannot interfere in the affairs of the government, so he also tends to have such an emperor as a display.
Beijing’s military payment was secretly tampered with. The Hubu Shangshu and the War Department Shangshu cannot escape the blame. If you want to get rid of these black-hearted assholes, you have to go through a party fight.
Try to retreat and defeat political opponents, and then change that position to someone on your side. If those people commit serious mistakes, they will do everything possible to protect them, just because they firmly believe in their hearts that the people who made the mistakes have a conscience and can govern the country more than those who follow others.
Everything is an official position, one's own official position must be kept, and the official position of a person dependent on the other party must be suppressed and seized.
Once an official is demoted, he will find a way to squeeze his own people. If it doesn't work, I would rather take advantage of neutrals like Jiang Zhengshi. Young talents will be robbed, and your majesty’s trust will be robbed even more.
Just robbed it for a lifetime, fighting like a black-eyed chicken.
Jiang Jae-sang stumbled a few steps, suddenly thought of something, turned his head and asked, "Where are the six princes?"
Jiang Zhengshi was taken aback for a moment, and then he was embarrassed.
"The Sixth Prince did not return to the palace, he ran away quietly."
"Run?" Jiang Zai-sang repeated it again, very surprised.
At this time, in the corridor of Wenyuan Pavilion, everyone had already learned that the sedan chair had been turned over by Jason Jiang.
Some people are secretly happy and some are worried. Zhang Zai is smiling but not smiling, but in his mouth he has to ask someone to go to the doctor, let him go to the place where the sedan chair has overturned, etc.
The Shi Shulang who quietly delivered the memorial looks anxious.
He used a memorial to upset the courtiers who had reluctantly joined forces. Now that Jiang Xiang has an accident, Zhang Xiang is taking power. In the future, Qi Dynasty will either be killed by the powerful ministers, or by the exploited people and the detained soldiers!
While anxiously, a servant who was cleaning in Wenyuan Pavilion leaned in while he was in trouble and whispered: "His Royal Highness is ready to do it, please trouble Hao Hanlin to pay attention to Zhang Xiang."
The Shi Shulang opened his eyes wide, and his face was filled with joy.
Could the prince's health improve?