I, the queen and the father, start with a deer as a horse

"Damn girl! She's getting bolder and bolder!"

After a while.

Lin Wan'er fetched the prescription, and carefully glanced at the empress, seeing that her expression was normal, she dared to speak:

"Your Majesty, the prescription has been brought, and the servants also asked about the tonic. The imperial doctor said that people in Yongzhou like to eat a kind of green vegetable called leek, which can nourish yang. There is also a seaside thing called oyster in Yan State. Delicious, but also nourishing yang.”

Speaking of which.

She paused, hesitated and said:

"there's one more thing."

"Say."

"Is this prescription sent to Xiangguo's mansion, or?"

"Send it to Xiangguo Mansion for what!"

Wu Mingkong blushed, glared at Lin Wan'er, and said angrily, "What does the prescription have to do with the Xiangguo Mansion? What nonsense are you talking about!"

"..."

Lin Wan'er hurriedly said: "The lake is smeared, my servant, I know my mistake, please be punished by Your Majesty!"

"Humph!"

Wu Mingkong snorted coldly, and said calmly: "If you do your best in daily life, I won't punish you. Bring the prescription and show me."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Lin Wan'er took the prescription and presented it to Wu Mingkong with both hands.

Wu Mingkong reached out to take it, looked at it, put it on the table as if nothing had happened, and said, "Go down."

After all, Lin Wan'er had served the Empress since she was a child, so she still understood the Empress' thoughts.

She hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth, leaned forward, and said in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, this prescription has to be delivered by someone else, so I can't let you deliver it yourself. Wouldn't that be more embarrassing..."

"you!"

Wu Mingkong glared at her with a red face, and said in a low voice, "I don't know what you're talking about!"

Lin Wan'er said: "This servant really deserves to die, this servant doesn't even know what he's talking about."

The voice fell.

The master and servant looked at each other subconsciously, and then quickly separated.

Wu Mingkong gritted his teeth, picked up the prescription, handed it to Lin Wan'er, and said: "The prescription is for you, you can do whatever you want, anyway, it has nothing to do with me."

Lin Wan'er stretched out her hand to take the prescription, with a smile on her face, she said, "All slaves understand!"

"You know what..."

Wu Mingkong really wanted to curse, his face turned red from holding back, but in the end he couldn't say anything, and said angrily, "Get out!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

After Lin Wan'er left.

Wu Mingkong sat on the dragon chair, looked at her back, seemed to be caught in memories, his eyes became blurred.

After a long time, just now he sighed, picked up the cup of beauty tea, and sipped it lightly.

............

After all, the prescription was still not sent to Xiangguo's mansion.

Because Lin Wan'er left the Hall of Mental Cultivation, she realized that it was already dark.

Standing under the eaves, she looked at the dots of stars in the sky, and a smile like an aunt's suddenly appeared on her delicate face.

After a long while, I restrained my emotions and said to myself:

"Anyway, it's going to be early tomorrow, so it's the same when I send it off, go back and rest!"

Lin Wan'er put away the prescription and left bouncing away.

Time flies, and tomorrow is here in the blink of an eye.

In the morning, it was just dawn.

The empress had already sat on the dragon chair in Fengtian Temple.

Civil and military officials lined up to enter the hall and stood on both sides.

After standing still.

The palace maid's shrill voice followed.

"If you have a book, please play it!"

"Retire without capital!"

Chapter 82 I implore Your Majesty to investigate this matter thoroughly

The voice just fell.

Li Qian'an, the censor of the right capital, stepped out, bowed and saluted, and said loudly: "I have a book to play!"

The queen's cold voice sounded.

"allow."

"In the 24th year of Dezheng, Jinyang Lake was flooded, and the Ministry of Industry spent 20 taels to build a dam, and the construction period was two years. It was said that Jinyang Lake would be free from disasters for ten years.

It is only the sixth year now, and a heavy rain has actually caused cracks to appear in many places in the Jinyang Lake Dam!

Although I have no experience in the Ministry of Industry, I also know that the dike of a thousand miles is destroyed by an ant nest, and the crack means the destruction of the dike. The dike that cost so much money to build has not lasted even ten years...

The minister thought that there must be someone cutting corners and filling their own pockets! "

Speaking of which.

Li Qian'an, the censor of the right capital, was extremely angry, bowed deeply, and said loudly:

"I implore Your Majesty, severely punish those who built the dam back then!"

The voice fell.

There was a second of silence in Fengtian Hall.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Zizheng, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, stood up and said loudly:

"I also participated in the construction of the embankment back then. I can assure His Majesty that every tael of the 20 taels allocated by the household department was used on the embankment! There is absolutely no cutting corners, and no one is filling their own pockets!"

Li Qian'an glared at Zhao Zizheng and said angrily, "If that's the case, why is there already a crack in the Jinyang Lake dam in just six years!"

Zhao Zizheng said: "Every flood season, the water in Jinyang Lake will become extremely turbulent. Before that, the dam had not been repaired for three years, and it was in danger of being destroyed. Now it is extremely difficult to sustain it for six years!"

Li Qian'an said angrily: "It's a bunch of nonsense! Back then you swore that you could last for ten years, I remember it clearly!"

Zhao Zizheng glanced at him, did not answer directly, but said calmly: "If the Ministry of Industry really wants to enrich their own pockets by building dams, then the Jinyang Lake dam will not last for six years, and cracks will appear in two years at most!"

Li Qian'an snorted coldly, and said, "Build a dam once every two years, you must have the guts!"

Zhao Zizheng replied:

"From this point of view, Master Li really doesn't know anything about building dams, why is it so strange that it happens every two years?

The dam of Changdong Lake in Wu State needs to be repaired every other year, and the dam of Beitai Lake needs to be repaired every six months. There are many similar examples, so I won’t repeat them one by one.

Even if Mr. Li doesn't understand, he should look up the records in ancient books before going to the performance. If he does, he will know how difficult it is to build a dam and keep it safe for six years! "

"you!"

Li Qian'an was so stunned that he had nothing to say. He pointed at Zhao Zizheng and said angrily:

"You guys said it could last for ten years!"

Zhao Zizheng said nonchalantly: "That's just under normal circumstances. The water situation is beyond our control. Who knows which year's situation is good and which year's situation is bad. The flood season is long and the water is strong, which may cause unexpected damage to the dam. Ten years is just an imaginary number, long or short, it's normal."

At this moment, Li Qian'an really had nothing to say, and stood there, staring, without saying a word.

The censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate has the power to hear rumors, as long as the question raised is reasonable, even if he is wrong, he will not be punished, so he did not hold on to this issue, but just stood there.

on the dragon chair.

Seeing this, Wu Mingkong said in a cold voice:

"The Ministry of Works Restriction will repair the Jinyang Lake Dam within one month. The flood season is approaching. If there is a flood, there will be severe punishment!"

When Zhao Zizheng heard this, he stood upright and saluted.

"The minister obeys the order!"

The voice fell.

The two returned to their original positions.

Then, someone else stood up.

"I have a book to play!"

"allow!"

"..."

The last row of the civil servants.

Zhang Yutong, the censor who had just entered the Metropolitan Procuratorate, stood where he was, listening to the voices of all the officials playing in his ears, his face was excited, and he felt that his life had reached a new peak!

Before entering the Metropolitan Procuratorate, he was just a small county government official.

He works as an errand in Leyang County under the jurisdiction of Chang'an Mansion, and is a real nine-rank sesame official.

Because he wrote several articles criticizing the current malpractices, he was appreciated by Li Qian'an, the censor of the right capital, and was exceptionally promoted to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to serve as the censor of the eight ranks.

Although it is only the eighth rank, but because of the identity of the speaker, he also got the opportunity to enter the palace with the princes.

otherwise.

With his original official position, even if he died, he might not be able to stand in the Fengtian Palace and listen to the performances of the princes.

therefore.

Everything in Fengtian Hall was very novel to him.

Here, he met many great people who had never been able to meet before.

The ministers of the six departments, the prime minister, and the aloof real dragon emperor!

When he entered the hall, he took a sneak peek.

In an instant, he was overwhelmed by His Majesty's supreme majesty.

Your Majesty's cold and noble temperament, and supreme majesty.

It made him feel ashamed until now, and dare not look directly at him.

Simultaneously.

Hearing all the gentlemen talking about important matters related to his family and country, his belief in wanting to stand out and make a great cause became more firm.

before coming.

He has already learned from a friend from his hometown a major event that is enough to shock the entire court!

If no one mentions this matter, it will be his best chance to become famous!

As long as he can show his face in front of the princes and His Majesty, his official career will definitely go further.

In the future, he will be in charge of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, just around the corner!

Think of this.

His mood became excited again, and the anxiety in his heart also weakened a lot.

Time passed by minute by minute.

An hour later.