The soft and cute emperor fled with the ball

Half a month later, Chaozhong seemed to be as calm as ever, but in fact it was an undercurrent. During the period, some officials fell like weeds when the wind blew.Sitting in a high position, Ming Yang looked at the officials in the court who were dressed in fancy clothes but were corrupt in their hearts. Thinking of the corruption evidence collected by Mu Beimo, he felt even more depressed. When his father was about to pass away two years ago, they began to make small moves , Up to now, he has embezzled nearly a treasury of money. He must get rid of these people.

"Your Majesty, there was a flood in the south of the Yangtze River the day before yesterday, and there may not be enough relief supplies. Do you think we need to allocate more money?" Li Jingyi, the imperial historian, came out and asked with a bow.

"Why is it not enough? Only 40 taels of silver were allocated a few days ago. It stands to reason that the area affected by the disaster is not extensive, so there should be more than enough money for disaster relief." Ming Yang held back the anger in his heart. He should have thought about waiting. After all this is resolved, those corrupt officials will be punished, but now these people still think that corruption is not enough, and dare to mention it again.

Although Li Jingyi was a little nervous when he heard Ming Yang's words, he thought carefully that Ming Yang would not have discovered these things, so he replied confidently: "You don't know this, your majesty. Although the area affected by the disaster is not extensive, many people's houses Battered by floods, there is no place to live."

"Heh, dear friends, do you know why the people in the disaster-stricken areas are all displaced, and the imperial court obviously allocated funds, but they can't even drink hot porridge?" Ming Yang sneered in his heart, and glanced at the officials below , his tone gradually cooled down, seeing that several officials on the list were all pretending to be calm, he felt a little complicated.

There were hundreds of officials in the imperial court, but none of them dared to answer his question. Ming Yang glanced around and saw Li Jingyi, who was sweating on his forehead. Is there no one who dares to answer my question?"

One of them stood up trembling, Ming Yang looked over, and it turned out to be Cao Shangshu, who was usually not very conspicuous, and this person seemed to be on the corruption list.

Cao Shangshu trembled: "Emperor, Your Majesty, I have something to say."

"Let's talk." Ming Yang glanced at Cao Shangshu who was trembling badly, and said.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, once the people are hit by floods, their houses and crops are flooded, it is normal for the people to be displaced and starving." Cao Shangshu raised his head after finishing speaking, and noticed Mu Beimo sitting sideways and looking sideways. Looking at my own sight, I couldn't help swallowing nervously, my feet softened, and a stream of cold sweat dripped down my back.

"Where did the money and food allocated by the imperial court go?" He trembled after asking this question, Ming Yang thought he was hopeless, and asked back with a cold snort.

"This, this..." Cao Jin had nothing to say, and Mu Beimo, who was above him, kept pressing secretly, his legs were already shaking like a dustpan, and he was about to lose his footing.

"What? I'm just asking a question. Why is Cao Shangshu shaking so much? I'm not the regent. Is it possible that in Shangshu's eyes, I'm a devil who eats people and doesn't spit out bones?" Ming Yang squinted his eyes and said The volume in the back suddenly increased, and the clear voice was not considered majestic, but it echoed in the hall. Cao Shangshu below knelt down with a plop, and his whole body fell on the ground, unable to straighten up.

"Aiqing, do you know how much of the 40 disaster relief silver is left in the hands of the victims?" Ming Yang flashed in his mind the scene of the victims being sallow, emaciated and displaced, and then he was furious. He took the chopping board in his hand and slapped it on his chest It is a violent ups and downs.

"No one dares to answer me? Lovers are really good? I see that you really don't cry when you don't see the coffin, King Yu, tell me!" Almost half of the officials below, except for those honest and upright officials He buried his head and didn't dare to speak, it was obvious that there was a ghost in his heart.Ming Yang sneered in his heart, and directly pointed his eyes at Mo Xihe.

Mo Xihe arched his body, stood in the middle of the hall, and spoke in a leisurely manner.

"Returning to the emperor, I secretly went to various disaster-stricken areas some time ago to find out that only a quarter of the silver taels and food that were provided for each disaster relief actually went to the victims. That is to say, only 40 taels of silver was allocated by the imperial court. The disaster victims can get it, and the 10 taels have been divided up through the corruption and exploitation of officials at various levels. This is the account book of this minister's investigation, and I invite the emperor to have a look at it." After Mo Xihe finished speaking, he handed it to his hand account book.

"Submit it!" Ming Yang kept watching the reactions of these people, noticing that several officials with serious corruption had started to feel uneasy, so he raised his chin. Brook and the ledger in hand.

"Your Majesty, please read it over." Yuan Yi took the ledger and walked to his side. Ming Yang stared at the people below without raising his eyes, letting him read directly.

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Yuan Yi nodded, took two steps forward, and read, "During the three to fifteen years of the Celestial Dynasty, Taiwei Qin Xiuming embezzled 15 million taels of silver and 400 taels of gold; Embezzling 30 million taels of silver, gold..."

The sharp voice without any emotion echoed in the hall. The officials whose names were read were all covered in cold sweat. Their usually tall and straight backs were slumped, and their legs were shaking from the beginning. After a cold, it seems that the head will be separated from the body in the next second.

"My dear friends, do you now know why the victims are displaced?" Ming Yang clenched his fists and asked with a smile on his face. The dozen or so officials just knelt down tremblingly, feeling Mu The sight of Beimo and Mingyang was filled with sweat, and he couldn't speak at this moment.

The officials whose names were not read were relieved in vain, especially Nie Shenhai, who usually received gifts and embezzled a lot, but now he gloated and stared at the dozen or so people kneeling and shivering on the ground.

"Since there is nothing to say, come here, these people have embezzled official money, causing the victims to be displaced. They were all dismissed from their official positions and thrown into prisons. They will be executed at noon three days later." Make any facial expressions, but actually feel indescribably happy in my heart.

"Your Majesty, spare your life! Please, Your Majesty, please spare your life! This officer just took the money from the disaster relief and filled up his family's wealth... Your Majesty, please forgive me~" The imperial guards dragged these people away without hesitation, the voice of begging for mercy Resounding in the hall, Ming Yang didn't like Mu Beimo's killing people in the past, but today he saw a dozen people about to die by his own hands, but he couldn't make any waves in his heart.

After the court, the farce was over. Ming Yang was physically and mentally exhausted, dismissed all the maids and eunuchs who followed him, and wandered around the palace alone, with Mu Beimo silently following behind.Walking on the path covered with gravel, the roadside is full of my favorite jasmine, reaching out and caressing the white flowers that are in full bloom, with a little faint fragrance on my hands.

Putting the hand on the tip of the nose, the faint floral fragrance permeates the nostrils. The jasmine flower feels refreshing and refined when smelling it from a distance, and the fragrance of many fragrances gathered together is a bit too much.For some reason, Jasmine, who was his favorite on weekdays, was overshadowed in his eyes. He suddenly missed the smell of green tea on Mu Beimo's body, which was light but strong.

The scent of flowers wafted through his nostrils, and Ming Yang lost interest. He looked up and found that Mu Beimo was looking at him beside the rockery in the distance. Sour, could not control the tears.

Ming Yang froze in place, he didn't feel at ease until he was embraced by someone full of the fragrance of tea, and burst into tears instantly.After going down to court and taking off the armor on his body, he was still the same Ming Yang who couldn't help but wanted to cry.Forget the hateful faces of those officials, forget the open and secret struggles in the court, forget the bitterness of the people, he would rather be just an ordinary person, but he has no choice but to put on his armor and erect spikes to protect those who need him people.

"Brother Beimo, Yang'er is so useless, they, how could they be so cruel to ruin so many people's names?" Ming Yang cried in Mu Beimo's arms, and his heart ached when he thought of those victims. .

"Yang'er has done a good job, they deserve to die, don't think about it anymore." Mu Beimo gently wiped away the tears of the person in his arms, and said softly.

"Brother." Ming Yang raised his head and called softly, with tears remaining in the corners of his eyes.

Ming Yang was born with a soft heart. When the late emperor was alive, he also protected him too well. He was like a fairy who didn't know the world. He grew up in a high-rise soft pillow and never saw the wind, frost, rain and snow outside.It was indeed a cruel thing for him to issue a killing order today, and Mu Beimo knew him too well.

The person in his arms raised his head, tears glistened in the corners of his red eyes, but a person who should be indifferent to the world had to bear the heaviest burden in the world, his soft lips were bitten white, Mu Beimo felt distressed and throbbing Moving, he bent down, held Ming Yang's tear-stained face, and kissed his cheek, "Yang'er, you haven't got any blood on your hands. I'll take care of it for you no matter what time it is."

Mu Beimo's tenderness ceased to tolerate him all the time, Ming Yang buried his head in that familiar embrace, and finally broke down in tears.

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