"Bell, bell, bell......"

The big bells on the corner towers on both sides of the Tiananmen Gate Tower rang seven times leisurely, and the courtiers who were idle in the court room outside the noon gate all quieted down, just because this was already the right time, and they had not heard the voice of the inner court shouting the court, nor had they seen any eunuchs come to deliver the decree, and the courtiers could not help but have some thoughts, and they had lost their interest in idle talk for a while.

What is the old man doing? Could it be that something is wrong? Not to the end!

Not to mention the different expressions of the courtiers, even Hongqing, who knows the general direction of history, is a little confused, because of this matter is really too abnormal, it is not that the old man has never quit the court, in fact, in the past, the old man also had a time of laziness, but he would never let the courtiers wait so long in the court, usually a day in advance of the will to boycott the court, but now the hour has passed, but there is no news coming, it really doesn't look like the old man's style.

"Your Majesty has a decree, not today, those who are above the second grade will be seen in the Heart Palace, and they will be admired!"

Just when the courtiers were suspicious, a rush of footsteps sounded outside the courtroom, and Qin Wuyong, the eunuch who was the head of the sweaty house, led several small eunuchs to hurriedly walk in from outside, waved the dust in his hand, and loudly announced the old man's message.

"Ministers and other leaders thank you, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

As soon as they heard such a will, the top magnates in the Southern Dynasty room were all stunned, but no one dared to be rude at this moment, so they could only thank each other with their own hearts and minds - the deliberations of courtiers above the second rank are equivalent to the "enlarged meeting of the ********** Standing Committee" in later generations, which is the style of the major affairs of the country, and the failure of the Yellow River alone is obviously not enough to meet such qualifications.

The old man seems to be determined to play to pay off the debt, hey, today's fun is not small, interesting!

Others may not be able to guess what the old man's mind is, but Hongqing understands it as soon as he hears it, and he can't help but be glad that he informed the third master in advance yesterday, otherwise, today's deliberations will really be difficult.

"Wait and greet Your Majesty!"

The courtiers marched speechlessly all the way into the Yangxin Palace, and saw the old man sitting on the top with a gloomy face, his complexion was quite bad, and the prince sitting on the front pier also looked unhappy.

"Excuse me!"

In the face of the courtiers' gifts, the old man did not rush to shout, but was silent for a while, and then spit out a cold word from his mouth.

"Ministers, thank you Lord Longen, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

None of the people who can enter this hall are simple, although they are all kneeling at this time, and they can't see the old man's face, but when they hear the old man's tone is wrong, they can't help but feel apprehensive in their hearts, so that the voice of gratitude is obviously trilling.

"Xuan!"

After all the courtiers stood on both sides, the old man didn't talk nonsense, let alone gestures, just touched his mouth up and down, and another cold word popped out, which made the already worried hearts of the courtiers even more uneasy.

"Wow!"

Zhao Mingde, the chief eunuch of the Yangxin Palace, was obviously prepared, and as soon as the old man's voice fell, he was already in a hurry to answer the promise, walked to the front steps in a few steps, shook his hand, took out a fold from the wide sleeve, spread it out, cleared his throat slightly, and preached loudly: "The Holy Son of Heaven is above, Weichen Henan Governor Rongzhu has something to play, Kangxi forty-three years of the ninth day of the fifth month, the whole territory of Henan rains repeatedly, the flood peak is raging, the water is monstrous, the ministers and others throw all the deployment with the people to guard the embankment day and night, but unfortunately the water is too large, and the embankment has long been hidden dangers, As a result, hundreds of thousands of people were affected by the disaster......"

The excerpt is not short, although Zhao Mingde's speed of speech is not slow, but it will take a lot of time to get up, but the people in the palace have no intention of listening, not for anything else, just because the people in the palace are all veterans of the Huan Sea, and they are all well-informed, even if this excerpt is Beijing that arrived yesterday, but the big guy already knows it, and his mind will not be placed on the excerpt, but they are all speculating about the old man's thoughts.

"Heshen!"

As soon as the excerpt was announced, the old man didn't let everyone think about it much this time, and he already broke his throat with a straight face, and the chill inside was so thick that it made people feel sick.

"Wechen is here!"

Previously, when Zhao Mingde read out the recital of Rong Zhu, Heshen knew that he was afraid that he would not be able to escape being held accountable, although he had been prepared in advance, but when it came to the old man's roll call, he couldn't help but be a little panicked, and his eyes involuntarily looked at the eighth master who was standing diagonally opposite, and when he saw that the eighth master nodded indifferently, his heart calmed down a little, and he hurriedly walked a few steps, grabbed the hall, knelt on the ground, and replied loudly.

"I ask you, how did you build this embankment? I give you four million taels a year to the Ministry of Industry, and I will make a lot of mistakes and leaks in the waste embankment, what do you do, huh? ”

Since he received an urgent report from Rong Zhu yesterday, the old man's mood is not very good, he didn't particularly care about it, but after learning the truth that the treasury is now in an astonishing deficit from the scholar on duty and the head of the household department, the old man is completely furious, he didn't close his eyes all night last night, and he was not confused for a while until the early hours of the morning.

"The emperor is angry, the emperor is angry, and the micro-ministers have indeed neglected to overlook, however, the micro-ministers also have a kind of affection, and they also ask the emperor to inquire about it."

Hearing the old man's accountability, Heshenden was empty, and his whole body trembled, but fortunately, he had already prepared the draft in advance, so he would not even be unable to speak at this time.

"Speak!"

The old man is not a faint gentleman in the end, although he is angry, but he is not so arrogant that he doesn't even let people speak, of course, when he is in a bad mood, his tone is naturally very stiff.

"Back to Your Majesty's words, Weichen since last year His Majesty Longen, to take over the post of the Ministry of Works, since not daring to slack off a little, always trembling and trembling, but He Chen is not in charge of the affairs of the Dushui Qing Envoy, but all the project budget and even the write-off of the matter are Hongqing Beizi should be in charge, although the minister has repeatedly urged, but Hongqing Beizi is stubborn and abnormal, and he can't listen to anyone's persuasion, Weichen is also helpless, and now the Yellow River bursts the embankment, Hongqing Beizi is difficult to blame!"

As soon as the old man opened Chrysostom, Heshen hurriedly took a breath, said the article he had memorized in advance, and unceremoniously pushed all the responsibility onto Hongqing.

"Buzz ......"

As soon as Heshen's words came out, the whole hall was in an uproar, not for anything else, just because Heshen's accusation was not trivial, this was a posture to fight to the death with the Chengjun Palace, and then I thought that there was still the master of the eighth master standing behind Heshen, and the ministers were not surprised by it, not to mention the courtiers, even the old man was also shocked by Heshen's resolute behavior, and there was obviously a trace of suspicion in his eyes.

Nima's, it really bites us, hey, the eighth master is very willing, this is going to use Heshen's bastard to play a game of redemption with us, ruthless enough!

Although Hongqing had long expected that someone would attack him today, he didn't expect that the initiator of this attack would be Heshen, and he was really taken aback, but he reacted quickly, only groaned, and already understood the calculation of the eighth master's side, although he was not afraid, but it was inevitable to be annoyed, but he didn't plan to rush to defend himself, just because Hongqing knew very well that this was not the time for negative anger, if he really made a fuss with Heshen in court, then the fun would be great, didn't I see the old man on fire, as long as he argued together, no matter whether he won or lostRather than being impatient, it is better to sit and wait for the old man to ask questions.

"Qing'er!"

The old man did not say anything to stop the courtiers' chaotic discussions, but quietly glanced at Hongqing, who was as immobile as a mountain, frowned slightly, and snorted lightly.

"My grandson is here!"

As soon as he heard the old man's name, Hongqing didn't dare to delay it slightly, strode out from the side, knelt down in the hall, and answered in a loud voice.

"What is the responsibility of the Ministry of Works for the collapse of the embankment, huh?"

When others encounter such a situation of being held accountable, there is no one who does not tremble, but Hongqing is good, he is actually calm and abnormal, just like an ordinary monarch and minister, as soon as this kind of gesture comes out, the old man's eyes immediately flashed with appreciation, but there was no side expression, and his face was cold and still asked.

What's the responsibility? The responsibility of the fart, the embankment was repaired by Samuha sent by a member, isn't the person who assists Rong Zhu who shouts urgently, to liquidate, find those two, what's the matter with us!

As soon as he heard the old man's words, the smell of accountability was very strong, Hongqing couldn't help but slander the old man in his heart, but this kind of muttering can only be hidden in his heart, saying that it will come out, it is absolutely impossible, such a mistake, Hongqing will not make such a mistake, so he kowtowed respectfully, and replied calmly: "Qiqi Huang Mafa, my grandson thinks that although the Ministry of Industry has neglected to overlook, however, what the specific responsibility is, it must be thoroughly investigated, and the current disaster situation is urgent, and it is not the time of accountability, after all, the life and death of the victims must be the matter. Everything can wait for the dust to settle, and then it is not too late to make a plan, this grandson's shallow view is also, please also ask the emperor Ama to decide! ”

"Buzz ......"

As soon as Hongqing's words that obviously evaded accountability came out, the ministers in the palace suddenly became in an uproar again, and the noise rang out wildly.