The official was clever: "The minister thinks what Lord Li and Lord Zhang said is very true!" Marching and fighting, stockpiling food, conscription, and buying weapons and shields are all indispensable! This not only costs the people and money, but also makes the people miserable. If you win, it's good, if you lose......" The official didn't say any more, but the officials who were very good at thinking about life and afraid of death turned white with fright!

If you lose, won't you give up this country to Lan Guo! Then they will become slaves of the country!

"Your Majesty! I can't help it!"

"I hope Your Majesty thinks twice! The princess is young, and this matter cannot be done by the princess!"

"Your Majesty! Going to war will only ruin the lives of the people, and you will abandon the world and ignore the common people!"

The officials fell to their knees, and Yun Qiongbi thought slightly.

When the hundred officials knelt, the eldest brother and the minister stood tall in the main hall: Bailiqing, Shangguan Fang, and Lord Wen.

Yun Qiange smiled lightly at the three of them, and then took out two stacks of paper from his two sleeves, and when the two plates of paper overlapped, they were as tall as three blue books!

She walked in front of Lord Yang without hurry, and bent down gracefully: "Lord Yang, are you Yang Qingyun?"

Lord Yang, who was kneeling on the ground, raised his head, confused: "It is indeed a micro-minister." Princess...... This is?"

She flipped through the pages of the paper in her hand.

"Yang Qingyun. Liuzhou people, born in 1374 in the national calendar, 43 years old, ten husbands, eighteen male favorites. In 1397, he was appointed as the head of the country, and in 1340, he was appointed as the head of the province, and in July of the same year, he was promoted to the imperial history of the Taishu Order......"

The more Yun Qiange thought about it, Lord Yang's heart fluttered, look, she had a prosperous official fortune along the way, and it had always been his pride to be promoted to the sixth rank of the country's prince so quickly.

However, the princess's next words made him suddenly blacken.

In April 97, Yang Qingyun, who was the first Guozixue, bribed the then great historian with 50,000 taels of silver. In 1340, he bribed the doctor of law, and in 1340, he was recommended by the doctor of law to serve as an envoy of the province...... In March last year, Yang Qingyun raped a man and blamed the hawkers along the road, who were wrongfully imprisoned and paid for her life. In July last year, Yang Qingyun supervised the salt case, the salt was mixed with inferior salt, and the good salt was mixed with the inferior salt, and the official salt was stolen and sold without permission...... In September this year, Yang Qingyun had fun in the Qinglou, and fought for the Oiran, and the two sides went home, and the next day, the rich businessman who fought with Yang Qingyun died. Lord Yang, this matter has nothing to do with you. ”

In the last sentence, Yun Qiange dragged the old elder with a tail note, while Yang Qingyun jumped up like a cat that had been stepped on by its tail: "You are talking nonsense!"

Yun Qiange ignored her, but gracefully walked in front of Master Li, she was like a cold judge from hell, flipping the paper in her hand.

Master Li listened to the sound of turning the paper, and his heart chuckled. Listening to what the princess read just now, Lord Li was already shocked, because she still knew about a few of the cases that Lord Yang had committed, and they secretly befriended her, but in private, they didn't help her deal with some of them. Now when she saw the princess walking up to her, she broke out in a cold sweat.

"Gong ...... Princess. Master Li raised his head and pulled out a smile.

Yun Qiange glanced at her lightly, then stared at the content on the paper, and sneered: "Lord Li Yantian, your's merits are not small." Do you have your share of the fake gold on the market? Making fake gold is a serious crime of murder. ”