Chapter 222: Throwing the Pot (I)

Just when the irreconcilable contradiction between Zhang Yue and Lu Chuan was about to erupt, the atmosphere in the Taihe Hall was also tense.

Dong Yin, the assassin of Jiangdong, was complaining with tears in his eyes - Ming Chongshan, the squire of the military department, sent the 3,000 bandit army under the name of the prince of Qi to Jiangdong, and threw it at him, so he didn't care. Now, that army has mutinied!

The two giants of the military department calmly watched him perform, and raised their eyelids from time to time to pay attention to the attitude of the saint.

At the beginning, Dong Yin was reluctant to take over this hot potato, but he had to accept it. Because first, Ming Chongshan held the Holy Lord's Edict, and secondly, Ming Chongshan threatened him meaningfully, "Does Lord Dong need manpower to help with disaster relief, do you know me, can the Holy One know?" ”

What is the flood in Jiangdong, Dong Yin is indeed hiding it from above. The saint can't hear about natural disasters, and even the most confidant Lang Zhongling Su Qing will definitely not touch his scales.

Dong Yin was not afraid that Ming Chongshan would impeach him for concealing the disaster, because Ming Chongshan did not dare. But as we all know, in order to cover up a lie, you must tell more lies, and eventually you will be stuck in the quagmire of all kinds of lies.

He's afraid of other things!

You can't say to the emperor, "I did all these things just to cover up the disaster, so that you don't worry?" ”

So he could only hold his breath, find a place to settle 3,000 people, and "return to Beijing twice in three days to report on work" and ask the military department for this account.

Originally, it was not his turn to bother him, and the people in the military department were naturally paid by the military department, but the military department and the prince of Qi played the ball, and the prince simply hid, and the military department was even more useless, and those soldiers were clamoring for military salaries every day, and it was him Dong Yin who was looking for him!

That group of ...... It's not a soldier ruffian, it's a group of soldiers' wives! Three taels of silver per person per month, crazy, right? The money for raising one disobedient soldier is enough to support six normal soldiers! Six!

If it's a small amount of money, it's okay to grit your teeth and pay out of your own pocket. But...... Such a huge amount of money, whether it is allocated from the public account or his Dong Yin's private account, is a matter.

Dong Yin could only hide.

Finally, one day, the soldiers mutinied. They smashed pots and sold iron, literally, and sold everything that could be sold in the whole camp, and threw all the tents, beds, and bedding that no one wanted, and threw them into the streets, and they were picked up by the victims. Then they dispersed in a hurry, claiming that they wanted to go back to Qidi to find the king of Qidi and ask for wages to ask for an explanation.

Dong Yin was quite happy. Anyway, the left and right had nothing to do with him, so he asked his subordinate to write a tearful report accusing the soldiers of the most heinous mutiny, and at the end of the report was a long list of the losses of the shops in the surrounding bustling bazaars in that mutiny—naturally the military headquarters or the wrong place had to bear the burden.

He also brought a witness. A fat-brained businessman who claimed to be the owner of a restaurant near the barracks had his good storefront, which "made a net profit of twenty taels of gold a month, and was a great dealer," was torn to pieces in the mutiny, and the shops in the neighborhood were similarly murdered. Then he shuddered and took out a book of 10,000 people.

From the few words of this book of 10,000 people, the people standing at the top of the pyramid of power in the Jokhang deeply appreciate the brutality of the Qiren people - the streets they swept were more terrible than natural disasters! The originally bustling commercial street, after being stepped on by the discrete army, even cockroaches and rats disdained to pass by! And those rich people who used to have a good figure like this brain-filled accuser are now ......

He turned his head and pointed at Shen Chen, who was weak and pale—now he had become such a skinny appearance as this adult.

Shen Chen rolled his eyes: Dare to bring such a fat pig just to compare it with himself? But I'm still very happy to hear that something happened to someone.

Tilted his head, seeing Xie Yongyin's face in pain at the same time, Shen Chen couldn't help but sneer in his heart, who doesn't know what the situation in Jiangdong is? This Dong Yin brought a fat pig and openly staged such a farce above the court, heh, the monarch is not a monarch or a minister, and the country is not a country. The emperor was being played with, and a group of ministers were watching the play, watching and acting at the same time. These ancients are funny! In the future, when Prince Zuozheng ascends to the throne, he must rectify the rule of officials, and the rules that should be established must be established, how can a pariah like this go to the court, it's a joke!

Emperor Xuanyuan Yu slowly stroked the green wrench and spoke: "According to Dong Qing's opinion, the distorted soldiers have become a problem in Jiangdong? ”

Dong Yin's heart was cold, he couldn't take this, and if he carried this pot, he would have countless troubles in the future.

So Zhengse said: "The minister didn't have this intention, just because the soldiers were in arrears, and the soldiers ...... Ahem, although it is true that there is a mistake in asking for the money due in another way, it is not a serious crime. ”

The emperor groaned slightly: "How is that good?" ”

"According to the minister's humble opinion, the military department should compensate the merchants and the common people for their losses, and then send people to recover the mutinous soldiers, as for how to deal with it, it will naturally be decided by the saint at that time."

Xuanyuan Yu nodded slightly.

Sun Youguang, the secretary of the Ministry of War, said: "Your Majesty, since it is a mutiny, the responsibility is naturally borne by the prince of Qiwang. ”

Xuanyuan Yu nodded: "What Sun Qing said also makes sense. ”

Shen Chen secretly yawned. The wind swept over Xuanyuan who was standing in the front row, and saw that he was dressed in a purple robe and had a long body, and his temperament was even more extraordinary than before, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart: This is what a king of a country should look like......

Xuanyuan felt his gaze, turned sideways slightly, and a warm smile like a spring breeze bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

Shen Chen's heart was full of deer, and he couldn't wait to crawl at his feet immediately and complain.

As a traverser, Shen Chen is extremely contradictory. The amount of knowledge he has mastered has completely exploded this group of primitive people who eat the ancients, and it should have been the life of the true dragon, and they easily reached the pinnacle of the world.

However, although he cast a good tire, with poetry and profound knowledge along the way, he only made a reputation, and he was more than 108,000 miles away from being a king! Sure enough, it's a lie to TV, how can it be so easy in reality?!

But that person really voted for a good tire...... Somehow, Lin Shaoge's handsome face suddenly appeared in Shen Chen's mind. Such a brainless gentleman, after learning a little three-legged cat kung fu, can become the king of a land...... Also snatched ......

He shook his head, not thinking about the woman. It's strange that every time I think of that woman, what comes up in front of me is not her real, beautiful face, but the appearance of smiling and mocking herself......

He looked at Xuanyuan again. This is what a real king should look like! Corporal Lixian, not arrogant or impatient, was almost killed by Prince Duan last time, not only did he not hold a grudge afterwards, but also asked the emperor to seal him and give him a grand funeral. Such a person, even himself, a traverser, is willing to serve him!

This is the real king! As for Lin Shaoge...... In his lifetime, he will let the king set foot on the ground!