"Your Majesty, the floods in the south of the Yangtze River are serious, the people are struggling to make a living, the situation is urgent, and Weichen thinks that the emperor has been fooled into allocating funds to relieve the disaster!"

On the top of the main hall, Murong Heng sat solemnly on the throne and quietly listened to the ministers' advice.

"I think this matter can be discussed at a later date."

"Your Majesty, now that the floods are critical, the houses are destroyed, and the people are displaced, if the emperor doesn't take any measures now, I'm afraid he will lose the hearts of the people!"

Murong Heng's eyes fluttered, as if he was thoughtful.

"In the past six months of campaigning, the state treasury has embezzled a large amount of military funds, and it is no longer able to support the floods and disasters in the Jiangnan area."

Seeing this, many ministers came out to advise, "Your Majesty, please think twice!" ”

What disgusted Murong Heng the most was the way these ministers begged him to change their opinions one by one, which made him feel even more angry. He hated being suppressed, which made him feel more and more like he had lost the face of a monarch.

He shifted his mouth slightly.

"Now that the supply of the treasury is insufficient, Chong Aiqing should consider more tax issues."

Seeing Murong Heng's reaction, the ministers were simply filled with righteous indignation, and stood up to criticize him one by one.

"Your Majesty, Weichen offended to interpret the emperor's meaning, doesn't the emperor want to increase taxes nationwide?"

Yes, Murong Heng is exactly what he meant, the floods in the south of the Yangtze River are natural disasters, and if the imperial court spends a lot of money every year for these fluctuating and uncontrollable natural disasters, it will outweigh the losses.

"I think it's a good fit."

"Your Majesty, the people are the foundation of the country, if the emperor ignores the lives of the people, the ministers are afraid that the society will be in danger."

"Weichen also thinks that if the emperor wants to impose additional taxes on the Jiangnan region, this will be tantamount to making matters worse for the people of Jiangnan."

One by one, the officials stood in front of Murong An, he had already lost his temper at this moment, and these old stubborns in front of him were actually trying to control themselves.

"Your Majesty, if you say something ugly, you are not sympathetic to the people's feelings, please think twice."

All civil and military officials bowed, "Please think twice." ”

When Murong Heng didn't know what to do with these old stubborns, a voice suddenly came from a distance.

"Presumptuous, Zhu Aiqing dares to oppose the Holy Will!"

Murong Heng was still thinking about who was relieving himself, and suddenly saw the familiar figure in front of him.

How could it be Murong An, what trick is he playing?

Murong Heng knew that Murong An must be thinking of how to calculate himself now, and he must be cautious next.

Since they are both in the upper dynasty, Murong Heng can't help but give him the right to speak.

All the ministers looked at Murong An with shocked eyes one by one, how could this former son of heaven make such an absurd decision like Murong Heng.

"Weichen's family is in the township, and he was slow on the way to come, and he neglected the emperor, and asked the emperor to punish him."

Murong An groveled and saluted Murong Heng, and Murong Heng also wanted to know what kind of medicine was being sold in Murong An's gourd.

Since it is also polite, he will also go back politely.

"Father, where is this, hurry up and excuse me."

The corners of Murong An's mouth rose slightly, and he looked up at Murong Heng's puzzled gaze, and he already knew it in his heart.

"If my father has anything to say, make it clear in the palace."

Murong Heng also wanted to continue to let Murong An take over the topic just now.

"Wei Chen thinks that the emperor's idea is reasonable and not wrong, but the ministers have been trying in vain to make decisions for the emperor, isn't it equivalent to offending the emperor?"

Murong Heng became interested in his words, and Murong An knew that Murong Heng's fish had already been baited.

"Lord, we are just reasonably putting forward our opinions to the emperor, we are all for the sake of the Ming Dynasty, how can we become an offending king?"

A minister came out with some red faces to accuse Murong An of his statement, but Murong An just smiled and said:

"All the ministers said that they hoped that the emperor could allocate funds for disaster relief, but who ever thought that the floods in Jiangnan were so serious, how much money would it take to fill the disaster and the harm caused to the people."

Murong Heng looked at Murong An and said below, and his face gradually changed subtly.

"We know that this must be a huge amount of money, even if it can't be allocated, then it can't ignore the people of Jiangnan."

Then another minister came out to raise doubts, and Murong An continued to reply unhurriedly.

"Have any of you heard the emperor say that he would not control the floods in the south of the Yangtze River?"

Many ministers were opposed by Murong An, and they were silent all of a sudden.

"No more to say, okay then, I'll talk about it next."

"The ministers' intentions are good, they are all for the people. But who has ever thought about how difficult it is to carry out the huge amount of money that can be easily said. ”

Wei Chen thought that there was nothing wrong with the collection of taxes that the emperor first proposed, but it could be discussed in detail. Once the national treasury is able to spend the relief funds, there is nothing wrong with dealing with the floods. ”

Murong Heng looked at the silence of these ministers for the first time, and he was still a little grateful to Murong An.

"So in the final analysis, the emperor has his own ideas, why do you have to force the emperor to make a choice?"

The ministers just listened to Murong An's words, lowered their heads and stopped refutating.

"If it weren't for the emperor's benevolence, your actions just now would have died 10,000 times in the previous dynasty."

Murong An's tone gradually became fierce, and Murong Heng became more and more interested in his actions.

"Father, I have never blamed them, I know, they are all for the sake of the Ming Dynasty."

Murong An was waiting for Murong Heng to speak, he just felt in his heart that Murong Heng could control the image of a virtuous monarch so skillfully, which could be regarded as one of his abilities.

It's just that this kind of ability will one day come to naught.

Murong An knew that if he hadn't come out to speak just now, it would be unclear whether Murong Heng would be able to suppress his own face now.

From this point of view, Murong Heng should be grateful to Murong An.

Obviously, Murong Heng was very satisfied with his performance just now, but he knew that Murong An couldn't help himself so kindly, and Murong Heng still had to watch what tricks he was going to play?

"Ministers don't have to worry about it, I can understand you."

"Emperor Longen, long live my emperor, long live, long live, long live."

Since Murong Heng is acting in front of the ministers, he naturally has to do enough drama, but he can't miss Murong An.

Murong Heng was satisfied to let the ministers be exempted, and also looked at Murong An's expression meaningfully, what did he want to do?

"Thank you for your advice, give your father a seat."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

Murong Heng and Murong An's eyes met again, this time, what did they mean again......