In Jinling City, the bell tower rang the bell today, and the officials went to the palace to wait for the palace gate.

This rule of not singing and not ringing is annoying, but no one dares to speak, and many people are chatting with their colleagues in a low voice, and the content of the chat is much the same.

"I'm afraid this Yushitai is crazy." Dong Cheng, the left waiter of the Ministry of Rites, whispered to the waiter of the Ministry of Works beside him: "You dare to participate in the book of the blessed king." ”

"Brother Dong, be cautious. I'm afraid this matter is not simple, I heard that the household department also participated in a book, and the participation was in King Fu to shake the country. The waiter of the Ministry of Works chuckled: "Pretending to be confused." That's it, the country is like this, and we are naturally confused. ”

"Alas...... I just don't know what the officials think. ”

At this time, the gong outside opened the way, and three drums sounded, and the civil and military officials turned around and found that it was a delicate man who came slowly from a distance, and the specifications and posture were obviously the specifications of the prince, and they just didn't have to guess to know which prince was coming.

"It's going to be bad."

Dong Cheng whispered, and the waiter next to him stepped forward and asked, "What's worse?" ”

"You only transferred to the Ministry of Industry this year, and I don't know yet. His Royal Highness the Blessed King has always been low-key and never fights, but if he goes to court with a prince's court, it will be murderous. ”

Hearing this, the waiter of the Ministry of Works shrank his neck: "Can you take it seriously? ”

"That's natural, three years ago, the emperor spoiled the demon concubine, and his relatives were in power, do you know about this?"

"Well, I've heard of it."

"On that day, the prince of Fu came out of the ranks with the demeanor of a prince, and the younger brother of the demon concubine relied on the favor of the first emperor, not only galloping on the horse but also disturbing the honor of the king of Fu, and after being pressed by the personal guard of the prince of Fu, he was ashamed, guess what?"

"How?"

Dong Cheng twisted his beard, squinted his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I saw His Royal Highness King Fu take out the sword of the Son of Heaven, and with a click, he beheaded the demon concubine's younger brother outside the gate of the palace. ”

"Shhh...... This prince is ruthless enough. ”

"That's natural, Prince Fu has been on the battlefield to kill thieves, and more than 100,000 people died under his hands, so there is still some courage to do so. This matter is called the Fu King's hoe and rape, and you know what will happen after that. ”

The squire of the Ministry of Works shrank his neck back again, leaned his body in, and let King Fu's frame pass by him, he was just a small waiter, and the Shangshu in front of him hung his head to make way, if he did this thing blocking the way, if he was slaughtered by King Fu, this was really slaughtered in vain.

The sedan chair stopped at the front of the palace gate, King Fu slowly walked down from above, seeing that he didn't bring a guy, many people breathed a sigh of relief, but no one dared to go up and talk to King Fu, everyone was very clear, and the last two words with him were probably going to happen.

At three o'clock in the morning, the bell on the palace wall rang again, the palace gate slowly opened, and the civil and military officials walked inside, but no one dared to surpass King Fu.

Is there anyone who is not convinced? Of course there is, but whether it is status or importance, he is a prince who is both civil and military, how can he be compared with an idler?

Came to the Chongzheng Palace, hundreds of officials stood in columns, and soon after the eunuch sang, Zhao Xing walked up from behind, and today there is a very special point, that is, there is no one behind the curtain behind him, and the Queen Mother will sit there in the past to listen to the government.

Maybe it's because I'm afraid of King Fu, maybe it's something else, anyway, she's not here today.

"Ladies and gentlemen, if you have something to do, you have nothing to do and retreat."

In fact, the meeting is a relatively boring work report, most of the time is about where there is a surplus, where there is a disaster, where there is a shortage of food, or where there is a bumper harvest.

In short, it was some of these things going back and forth, and after listening to it for an hour or so, it finally came to the main event, and the imperial historian of the imperial history platform stepped forward, holding the wat board in his hand and bowed his head and said in a deep voice: "Minister, there is a play." ”

At this time, the head of the household next to him also took a step forward: "The minister also has a book." ”

This can be regarded as igniting the explosive point of the court meeting, and the buzzing whispers sounded.

"Silence!"

The eunuch next to him sang and shouted, suppressing the discussion of these people.

Zhao Xuan glanced at King Fu and continued: "Imperial Doctor, what do you have? ”

The surname of the imperial historian is Chen Minglu, who was born thirteen years ago, and is known for his uprightness, and is nicknamed the iron-headed doctor.

According to the Imperial Historical Observatory, the grain supplied by the Luzhou Mansion to the victims was not pure grain, but rice bran and wheat bran were mixed into the rice flour, one meter and four chaff. This fact is a crime that hurts heaven and reason, and it is intolerable to heaven, and it not only harms our people, but also deceives the king. ”

These words made the ministers of the court in an uproar, and the Great Song Dynasty Law clearly included that if the food for disaster relief was shoddy and greedy, it would be a hundred and three thousand soldiers, and the worst would be beheaded after the autumn, and this mixed matter of bran and bran was obviously beyond the scope of this shoddy one.

"King Fu, is there such a thing?" Zhao Xuan raised his head slightly and looked at King Fu.

King Fu raised his head and nodded lightly: "It is true." ”

With a coax, the court exploded again, and even the eunuch shouted a few times to no avail.

"Silence!" Zhao Xuan raised his hand and slapped it heavily on the dragon chair: "Give me silence!" ”

The voice gradually became smaller, and Zhao Xing's brows frowned: "Then King Fu, are you guilty?" ”

"Minister, I don't know." King Fu had a cold face: "Your Majesty, may I ask Doctor Yu Shi a few questions?" ”

"That's nature." Zhao Xuan nodded: "The two of you are confronting each other." ”

In Zhao Xing's dynasty, an unprecedented debate system was opened, that is, if the two sides were deadlocked, they could have a debate, lay out the facts and reason, and finally decide the winner and then the emperor decided.

Every now and then, all court meetings turn into a heated debate competition, but in fact, this method is very useful, and it is reasonable to avoid a lot of scenes of group attacks, and it can better help Zhao Xuan to judge.

King Fu walked slowly in front of the Imperial Doctor, because he was tall, standing in front of the Imperial Doctor like a wall.

"Imperial Doctor, this king asks you."

"Lord Wang, please speak." Chen Lu's face was awe-inspiring for the country and the people, righteousness, and even a bit of generosity in the face of death: "I must know everything." ”

"How many stones were left in the treasury last year?"

This was originally the work of the household department, and the imperial envoy doctor naturally didn't know about it, but didn't he have a small partner, so the household department Shangshu next to him immediately stepped forward: "Lord Wang, it is my responsibility at this time, and the imperial history platform naturally doesn't know, so I will answer the prince on my behalf." Last year, there was a surplus of 1,174,452 stone in the state treasury. ”

A smile appeared on King Fu's face: "Then I'll ask the imperial envoy doctor again!" Do you know how many victims are there in Luzhou Prefecture? ”

Imperial Doctor...... Naturally, I don't know.

At this time, the head of the household department coughed: "This is also the responsibility of the household department, originally there were more than 160,000 displaced people in Luzhou Prefecture, and more than 370,000 displaced people moved into other prefecture capitals, plus about 600,000 people who came around. ”

"Good!" King Fu straightened his waist: "This king asked the imperial historian for the third time, do you know how much food a person needs a day?" ”

The imperial envoy stood there without knowing anything, his head was lowered, he thought that King Fu would ask someone who reported him or denied him, but he didn't expect him to come up and ask this kind of question, and the imperial envoy doctor was not a disaster victim...... How does he know?

"It seems that the imperial history is a question and three don't know." King Fu snorted coldly, and his voice suddenly amplified: "When I was a soldier, I was in a war, and when I was in the most difficult situation, a soldier had five catties of rice a day!" Three catties of them are for food, and two catties are for exchange for vegetable salt! If you lose three catties, you won't be able to live. ”

No one in the court spoke, only the voice of King Fu was heard: "600,000 people, each person is counted as three catties of rice a day!" How many pounds is in January!? ”

"Near...... 300,000 stones. The imperial doctor finally spoke: "But ......"

"But? Have you heard what the head of the household said? Last year's surplus grain was 1,174,452 stones. ”

"Yes......"

"Then the king will ask the imperial history again!" King Fu stretched out his hand and pointed: "How many months is there this year?" ”

"There is more than ...... in July" Yushi took a deep breath: "There are ...... in this city"

"In the city? If all the food in the city is given to the victims, what will you eat? What did the people eat? If not, what will you eat this winter? King Fu bombarded outwards like a cannon: "I did mix rice bran and wheat bran into it, but this can withstand this winter, and wait for next year's new grain." Although it's not appropriate, but after all, it's a living person, so I'll ask Lord Yushi, do you have a good way? Tell me about it! ”

The aggressive prince and the retreating imperial history made the court heard, and the imperial historian was also a scholar, so he naturally couldn't say such words as "don't you eat minced meat".

"Nothing to say?" King Fu looked up to the sky and laughed three times: "Dare to ask all the adults present, have I asked the treasury for the usual money and a stone of grain?" ”

Everyone bowed their heads and was silent, and King Fu had a sneer on his face: "This king has calculated the accounts, can you listen carefully?" ”

Zhao Xing, who was above, coughed: "King Fu, please speak." ”

Soon, King Fu explained the inflation theory that Song Beiyun said to Jin Ling'er and them in detail to everyone present.

When they heard that there was no price for ten or twenty times of stone rice, many people's faces began to change, and when they heard that if winter came without rice, there might be a change of rice and even mutiny, and even the lively imperial history of the Yushitai dried up.

"You join me to shake the foundation of the country, and this king asks you, what is it to shake the foundation of the country? Is it this rice chaff or this mutiny!? King Fu aggressively forced the imperial doctor to the palace pillar: "Do you dare to tell this king?" ”

Zhao Xuan picked up the teacup, covered his mouth with his sleeve and grinned as if he was pretending to drink tea, but when he put down the cup, he still had that cold face.

"Back to Your Majesty, I'm done asking." King Fu folded his hands and saluted Zhao Xing: "Please make a clear decision Your Majesty." ”

At this time, Tobe Shangshu took a step forward with a very ugly face: "Fu...... Your Royal Highness, I still have a copy here......"