Chapter 52 Launches the Noon Gate

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"More than 64 million yuan was put into the treasury in June last year, and by the beginning of October it was almost exhausted. In December, more than 69 million were put into storage, and now it has not yet arrived. There are only more than 12 million pieces left in the national treasury. There are still four months to go until the end of June. May I ask you Aiqing, how should this money be spent? Zhao Zhe looked around indifferently.

This? Whether it was the members of the Qingliu Party or the Eunuch Party, they all looked at each other. In fact, whether it is a civilian or a military attaché. Most people don't have any idea about money data. I only knew that I asked the department to make a simple budget every year, so I went to Shen Yijun to ask for money. If you can't ask for it, the civil official will scold. The military attache will gather his subordinates to squat at the door of Shen Yijun's house. Zhao Zhe has heard of this kind of thing for a long time.

The imbalance between the treasury and the balance of income and expenditure is Shen Yijun's responsibility at first glance. However, in the final analysis, the final approval of budget reports of various departments is overwhelmingly in the hands of the cabinet and the celebrants. Your cabinet has a lot of budget for your cronies' departments, so naturally our celebrant can't let the departments under his control drink the northwest wind, right? In this way, you come and go, and often the budget between departments rolls over and over. What should I do if I have too much money to spend? You can't go back to the depot, can you? But putting money directly in your pocket is never possible to be so mentally retarded. So one by one, they sharpened their heads, set up clever names, spent all the money by various means, and then ate a large amount of kickbacks from the place where they were spent. All kinds of means, and so on. It is true that snakes have snake paths, and rats have rat holes. It has developed to this day, just like the eight immortals crossing the sea, each showing their magical powers. In short, the treasury is empty, but the purses of the officials or their lackeys are fattened.

In the end, Zhao Zhe focused his eyes on Ding Yu, and said with a somewhat indifferent expression: "Ding Aiqing, your Ministry of Rites, in December last year, a total of six million yuan was withdrawn from the household department for various expenses. Ding Aiqing, Ding Aiqing, tell me. Where did you spend all your six million dollars? ”

"This?" Ding Yu never thought that Shen Yijun was originally impeached in January and February this year, and he only gave about 100,000 yuan to the Ministry of Rites every month, and he refused to let go of his words even if he died. But because Shen Yijun seemed to have been prepared, he fell into the disadvantage. Moreover, looking at this posture and the emperor's face, it seems that there is a plan to pursue it. For a while, the weather was less than three months, and sweat began to break out on his head. lowered his head and kept glancing towards Yan Yu. Because speaking of which, although Yan Yu is the first assistant of the cabinet, he also serves as the secretary of the Ministry of Rites. It's just that most of his usual energy is focused on the cabinet. It is also because of this that Ding Yu, the left attendant of the Ministry of Rites, although he is not a scholar, but he does the duty of a scholar.

A chill erupted from Yan Yu's back, and he bent down and said in a grand voice: "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Rites is an extremely important part of the Great Zhao Dynasty. Not only do you need to be in charge of all the rituals in the world, entertain foreign guests, but you also need to be in charge of all the students in the world's studies, taking exams, and so on. The cost is huge~"

"Yan Aiqing is reasonable." Zhao Zhe squinted his eyes, and his attitude towards him was much kinder: "However, I don't need to listen to vague words such as extremely expensive and expensive. I just need to see the account book of the Ministry of Rites to go to the year. After a pause, he said coldly to Ding Yu: "Does Ding Aiqing understand what I mean?" I have to look not only at the general ledger, but also at the original record details of each expense. Don't tell me, it's almost March, and you haven't finished your account books yet? Anyway, the Ministry of Rites is not far from here, and I limit you to move all the account books to this Qianqing Palace within half an hour. The Imperial Guards obeyed. ”

Two majestic imperial guards dressed in silver and bright armor immediately stepped into the hall. Knelt down on one knee and said, "Weichen listens to orders." ”

"Lord Ding spent a lot of money last year, and it is estimated that there are many original account books, so you two will go and help Ding Aiqing move it." Zhao Zhe's face returned to calm, waved his hand and said indifferently: "Go, if you can't come back within an hour." That proves that he was negligent in his duties, and that the account books should have been placed in place long ago for the examination of the cabinet and the household department. Then don't come back, prison or something, that's redundant. Directly cut me out of the noon gate! ”

In the end, the two words were chopped, and the voice was extremely loud, and a murderous aura rebuked the entire main hall of the Qianqing Palace.

"Wechen and others obey the order." The two imperial guards also immediately cooperated, and shouted murderously. Like a wolf and a tiger, he walked to Ding Yu's side and said unceremoniously: "Lord Ding, please." ”

Ding Yu was almost frightened to the point that his legs went limp, and he sat down on the ground. At this time, his face was pale, and he couldn't move a step. It wasn't until the imperial guard impatiently dragged his arm that the soul seemed to come back to its senses. struggled and shouted: "Your Majesty, spare the life of the old minister, the emperor spare your life." "He has been mixed up for so many years, and he has naturally seen it thoroughly, and today the emperor is determined to kill him. Even if he got the books back within an hour. As long as the emperor investigates carefully and patiently, he will always be able to find out the fault. What's more, there are really a lot of problems in his account books.

Zhao Zhe could hear his cry, and his expression did not change at all. Xiaohuzi poured tea and water intimately, and he slowly picked it up and took a sip, half leaning on the back of the dragon chair, as if he was pretending to sleep.

"Presumptuous." Zhao Zhe has always regarded the one hundred and eighty imperial guards around him as his most intimate confidant, especially in the past few months, he will invite them to have a small meeting together and get close. And the imperial guards, firstly, the new commander Qin Yun is the lord who is deeply valued by the emperor. Second, the emperor attaches so much importance to the imperial guards, which also makes them feel great glory and feel that the future is limitless. was already loyal to the emperor, but in this way, he became more and more intimate with the emperor. just raised his head slightly and glanced at the emperor's face, and he understood that the emperor would not give him a chance. Then he immediately scolded viciously, then pulled his arms and dragged him out, sneering in his ear: "Lord Ding, you have only one hour left." If you shout indiscriminately, don't blame our two brothers for being unkind to you. ”

The eunuch side seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. On the side of the Qingliu Party, his face was as mournful. Ding Yu is a very important part of their side. As for Shen Yijun, he was undisguised, showing an arrogant and disdainful look towards Ding Yu. It was as if he had forgotten how he cried and begged for mercy in front of the emperor.

But no matter which side it is, there is no real peace in the heart. Usually when the emperor doesn't do anything. They are all imperial court humerus, and they are majestic outside. Even, vaguely, there is a little bit of ignorance of the royal family. But at this moment, when Ding Yu, who did not hesitate, showed his butcher's knife, it was when they were saddened by the death of rabbits and foxes, but they felt the power of the emperor again.

Zhao Zhe ignored their reactions, but beckoned to Liu Chao, who lowered his head and didn't speak, and shouted lazily: "Liu Qing's family." ”

Liu Chao was busy, bent his waist, and ran all the way to Zhao Zhe's side in small steps. Listening to this, he whispered and sneered, "The old slave is here." ”

"Ahem." Zhao Zhe smiled and said: "In this draft hosted by Liu Qing's family, those show girls have already been selected and trained, right?" ”

Liu Chao was stunned, but he didn't expect the emperor to just make a pass like a master. The iron-hearted one wants to cure that Ding Yu. However, in the blink of an eye, he shifted his attention to the show girl. But at this time, he didn't dare to disobey at all, and he was busy squeezing out a trace of flattery on the old face: "Your Majesty, how dare the old slave delay what the emperor personally ordered." It's all ready. It's just that the old slave wants to train two more days before he dares to tell the emperor to personally select it. Liu Chao's heart moved, and suddenly he laughed in a low voice: "Your Majesty, the old slave has already seen it, and this year's show girls are all good-looking." ”

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