"This is a really bad idea."

Mu Tingxue rolled her eyes.

If there was no money to pay officials' salaries, they would use the kind stored in the treasury to pay for it. If you use grain to pay for it, you can at least fill your stomach, and the grain can be easily sold in the market. But if you use spices and dyes such as peppercorns and dyes to pay for it, what can others do?

"No!"

Lao Zhengtou looked bitter and resentful, "Especially for middle- and lower-level officials, most of them have small salaries. They rely on everything for food, clothing, and food for the family, as well as money to rent a house, and expenses for dealing with favors among colleagues." They will have a salary. When the time comes, the streets of Yundu will be filled with the sixth-, seventh- and eighth-grade officials selling peppercorns on the street. Who will have the spare money to buy it? They will have no money and will have to borrow money to earn profits. , it’s so miserable to be burdened with debt.”

Mu Tingxue's face was extremely solemn: "Taicang is indeed out of money. The Ministry of Revenue has seven large warehouses, which store money, grain, and specialties paid as tribute from various states and counties across the country. There are hundreds of varieties, including pepper, Sappan wood, charcoal, bamboo, fox skin, pen, ink, paper, inkstone, etc.”

"That's right, these all belong to the national treasury and are used by the palace. But it is impossible for the palace to use them all. Since the founding of the country more than two hundred and sixty years ago, the national treasury has accumulated a huge amount of pepper and hematoxylin, and the other six The tributes of seven hundred varieties have become rotten even after a long period of time.”

Old Zhengtou's grandson, Zheng Hanyuan, used to be in charge of one of the warehouses.

Therefore, he is very familiar with the situation. "You can't have an official come to our Ministry of Household Affairs to receive his salary and be given two pounds of pepper and two pounds of sappan wood. Is this ridiculous?"

Mu Tingxue sneered and said, "This is a bad idea. Master Li only has to use his words. All the pressure has to be borne by our household department. It's really vicious."

When middle- and lower-level officials cannot receive money, why should they vent their resentment on the Ministry of Household Affairs?

Most likely, they will not resent the emperor or the cabinet, but will blame all the faults on the departments that do not pay wages.

"Does your Highness have any clever tips?"

Old Zheng looked at the eldest princess expectantly, and there was even a look of pleading in his old eyes.

Mu Tingxue pondered for a moment: "Write a message and post it at the door of the storage warehouse. Let all officials know that all the Taicang silver compensation was given to the enemy. Jing Yugong Lifan proposed a proposal to use peppercorns to reduce the salary to the officials. His Majesty passed the bill without hesitation, and the Ministry of Revenue had no choice but to open the storage warehouse and distribute peppercorns."

Do you want her to take the blame?

None of the doors!

"Really... really hairy?"

The hope in Lao Zhengtou's eyes was shattered.

Mu Tingxue nodded: "Real hair."

Old Zhengtou said with a sad face: "I will draft the document and polish the words."

Mu Tingxue has a lot of money, but she will not be like a madonna who distributes money. She even directly bears the expenses of 20,000 state officials.

She directly confiscated the money and put it in the Ministry of Household Affairs to pay salaries to officials;

It is completely different from the officials who received pepper and sappan wood and were in great pain and couldn't live any longer. They found the shop that the eldest princess had just opened that specialized in purchasing pepper and sappan wood and exchanged it for silver!

Three days passed by in a flash.

Mu Tingxue was extremely busy.

The first thing is to set up a mourning hall, build a mausoleum and bury Yan Yang.

Although the emperor had deprived Yan of his hereditary title of Duke of Wu'an, deprived the regent of his royal title, demoted Yan Yang to a commoner, and was not allowed to be buried with royal honors, Mu Tingxue didn't care about this.

Wu'an Palace was confiscated.

The Regent's Palace was also confiscated.

It doesn't matter, Mu Tingxue took her mother-in-law and two sons to live in the eldest princess's mansion. The mourning hall is also located in the eldest princess's mansion.

When Cui Ming learned about Yan Yang's death, she cried so hard that she fainted several times: "My husband and brother passed away when I was young, and now at this age, I have to bury my son again. Woo hoo hoo - the sky has no eyes!"

Mu Tingxue didn't know how to comfort her mother-in-law.

Her tears couldn't stop flowing.

Cui Ming's life was harder than hers. The three most important men in her life all lost their lives in Bo Yun's treacherous political struggle.

"The emperor is so cruel. In the past, he was just a member of a declining clan. His parents died of illness. He was so poor that he was begging for food on the street. If Yang'er hadn't brought him back and supported him on the throne, he would have starved to death on the roadside!"

Cui Ming was originally a gentle woman, but after experiencing the pain of losing her son, her heart was filled with hatred. She cried until her voice became hoarse and her lips were bitten with anger. "How could he demote Yang'er to a concubine?" Human? White-eyed wolf! Bah!"

While cursing, he spat blood in the direction of the palace.

This is also thanks to the fact that this is the eldest princess's mansion. The defense is tight, and there are Mu Tingxue's soldiers all around. The forces that leave the party cannot penetrate, and the little emperor's eyes and ears cannot get in. Otherwise, just based on Cui Ming's words, he can be sentenced to beheading for treason. .

"Brother, why did you just go and leave your mother, wife, children, and sister behind? Wuwuwu——"

With a big belly, Yan Yun also ran to the eldest princess's house and cried like a mourner in front of the mourning hall. "Zhaoyi was also captured. The people in Beiyu Kingdom refused to let him back. My son, what should I do?" !”

The three saddest women in the world gathered together.

The pain in Yan Yun's heart was no less than that of her mother and the eldest princess.

She had been pregnant for several months when she was suddenly informed that her younger brother had been defeated and killed in battle, and her only son Qin Zhaoyi was seriously injured and captured in Beimihe. Her life and death are still unknown. She had not been able to close her eyes for three consecutive nights, and her morning sickness was particularly severe. , the body bones almost collapsed.

"Sister Yun."

Mu Tingxue helped her second sister up from the cold ground, "You are heavy, so don't kneel down. I'll check your pulse."

Yan Yun's bright eyes in the past were as red and swollen as walnuts. She was originally a very lively woman who loved to laugh. Now, she just felt like the sky had fallen. She threw herself into the arms of the eldest princess and cried bitterly, just mumbling. "What should I do?" "Is Zhaoyi still alive?"

His beloved younger brother, whom he had loved since childhood, died in Beimihe.

The only biological son has become a prisoner again, with no information about his life or death.

"Zhaoyi is blessed with great fortune and will not die."

Mu Tingxue felt that her heart was about to break. She gently patted Yan Yun's back in her arms. She suddenly remembered the scene in the past when Sister Yun took her to play around in Yundu with high spirits.

Just over a year has passed, and it feels like a lifetime ago.

"Besides, I don't believe that Yan Yang died like this."

Mu Tingxue's dark eyes darkened, and she clenched one hand unconsciously, "There isn't even a corpse."

Live to see people, die to see corpses.

In just one sentence, he was hit by more than twenty arrows. His body fell into the Beimi River and was washed away by the rolling water. What does it mean?

She arranged the funeral hall for her husband and used a priceless golden nanmu coffin. It was empty except for Yan Yang's two items of clothing.

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