At the beginning, his wife came to him, and he became rich by selling kidney treasures.

Compared with Prime Minister Zhao and Censor Chen, the most depressed and miserable person was Ma Qian.

The Prince's Tutor was the only chance for them, the Confucian scholars, to turn things around and truly enter the court, but unfortunately it was taken away by Ren Hao.

In fact, it’s not Ren Hao’s fault, he was also forced.

After all, if he didn't nominate a name for Long Zi, he would be punished by being punished to wash the tribute barrel.

I am so pissed off!!!

The more Ma Qian thought about it, the angrier he became, and he suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood in a rage.

"Teacher, teacher, what's wrong with you!!!"

The Confucian scholars nearby surrounded Ma Qian and anxiously supported him.

They cannot let Ma Qian die now. Ma Qian is the only person who has some say in the court and can speak for Confucian scholars.

"Send the gentleman to the imperial physician."

Wen Yan, who was sitting on the throne, waved his hand, and the Confucian scholars hurriedly carried Ma Qian out of the Linde Hall.

"If you have nothing to say, please leave the court."

Wen Yan glanced at the ministers and officials, and felt that they could no longer say anything, so he stood up from the throne.

"Retreat!!!"

As the old eunuch shouted at the top of his voice, all the ministers and officials in the palace bowed their heads and knelt on the ground, saying in unison: "Farewell, Your Majesty."

After Wen Yan left the Linde Hall, all the ministers stood up from front to back.

During the remaining time, the ministers of each department would handle their own affairs step by step, and then hand them over to the prime minister for review.

Ren Hao took Shen He and Li Shiji to Nangong together.

The six ministries were all in Nangong handling important matters.

Ministers who were handling important matters in Nangong were treated to breakfast cakes and tea.

This treatment is also provided according to rank.

Minor clerks in the Ministry of Revenue below the fifth rank received no benefits and had to solve their own problems.

The fifth to third courses come with soup and pastries.

In addition to soups, pastries and cakes, the first- and second-rank officials also had specially assigned palace maids to make tea for them.

Ren Hao thought that the breakfast in the palace would be very good, but it turned out to be just Tremella soup and a plate of bean cakes, not even as good as what he had in his mansion.

As for the tea, it is served with a piece of black brick tea, which tastes astringent and bitter, and is also called wake-up tea.

The wealthy ministers in the court would not drink this bitter tea, but would prepare their own tea.

Depend on.

Can this be called tea?

Just throwing a few leaves into the water would make it taste better than this.

Ren Hao spat out the tea with difficulty swallowing. Seeing this, the old Minister Liu next to him mysteriously took out a small cloth bag.

"Ren Sikong, I guess you are not used to this wake-up tea, so I brought some salt from home."

"This awakening tea will taste much better if you add some fine salt." Old Minister Liu pinched some fine salt from the bag and sprinkled it into Ren Hao's tea plate.

Ren Hao took another bite. With the salt covering the taste, it was indeed easier to swallow than before.

"Is this because you are drinking too much?" asked Minister Liu.

"It really tastes much better." Ren Hao nodded, and Minister Liu handed the bag of salt to Ren Hao and asked him to sprinkle some on Shen He and Li Shiji.

The three of them had just arrived at the Ministry of Revenue, so they still had a long time to wait before drinking their sobering tea.

Just then, Chen Lang came over with five officials from the Ministry of Revenue, each of them holding a dozen thick bamboo scrolls in their arms.

"Ren Sikong, you and the two assistant ministers have just arrived at the Ministry of Revenue, and you are not clear about the situation in the Ministry of Revenue."

"These volumes are all about the increase and decrease of household registrations in the capital in recent years, as well as the increase and decrease of household registrations sent by counties and prefectures, and the annual taxes and expenses of the national treasury."

On the surface, Chen Lang seemed to be trying to let Ren Hao and the others know more, but in fact he was secretly tripping them up. He thought they knew nothing and was deliberately bullying them.

Old Minister Liu frowned immediately. He knew that his subordinates were not convinced by Ren Hao and his men, and were deliberately making trouble to delay the normal power transfer in the Ministry of Revenue.

"These are just some old almanacs. What's the point of using them?" Old Minister Liu said dissatisfiedly, and kept winking at Chen Lang.

But Chen Lang pretended that he saw nothing, which made the old Minister Liu very angry.

Li Shiji next to him also felt that Chen Lang was going too far. Ren Hao was the Grand Marshal, and he and Shen He were assistant ministers. This kind of thing was something that the people below should do, so why would it be their turn to review it?

This is clearly bullying them because they don't understand their responsibilities.

Just when Li Shiji was about to explode, Ren Hao stood up and said with a smile: "Don't be angry, old minister. If we can't even understand the old almanac, how can we understand the recent Ministry of Revenue books?"

"Minister Chen is thoughtful." Ren Hao smiled at Chen Lang and took all the books.

"In that case, we won't bother Lord Sikong any more." Chen Lang clasped his fists and smiled, secretly cursing Ren Hao in his heart with disdain, calling him a big idiot who knew nothing. With so many books from the Ministry of Revenue, it would take at least three years at least five years to finish reading just the three of them.

After Chen Lang left, Minister Liu also found an excuse to chase him out.

Ren Hao sneered secretly at this time. He had not yet thought of a reason to hand over the Ministry of Revenue to himself, but now Chen Lang gave him the opportunity.

Ha ha.

Want to trip me up and bully me?

Very well, all of you just wait and get out of here.

Ren Hao slammed the scroll on the table. Li Shiji next to him immediately rolled his eyes at Ren Hao: "My Lord Ren, have you… have you lost your mind from drinking tea? There are… so many scrolls from the Ministry of Revenue. How are we… supposed to read them all?"

Li Shiji looked at the thick books on the table and felt dizzy.

Although Shen He didn't say anything, he nodded and agreed with what Li Shiji said.

These three people are the decision-makers of the Ministry of Revenue, not the executive-level officials such as the Langzhong, Yuanwailang and Zhushi of various departments.

"Don't you see that Minister Chen is very dissatisfied with the three of us?"

"If we want to convince them, we must review all these outdated documents." Ren Hao sighed and decided to carry out a thorough reform of the Ministry of Revenue.

"In that case, let's hurry up and take a look." Li Shiji sighed, feeling extremely reluctant.

"Look at your shit! These are not our things to see. They should be handled by the people below." Ren Hao opened Li Shiji's right hand.

Li Shiji was speechless. It was he who said he wanted to read the almanac, and it was also he who was not allowed to read it.

What is going on?

"Come with me to the palace to see His Majesty." Ren Hao picked up the black hat next to him.

"Brother, do you want to see His Majesty and report Chen Lang?" Li Shiji's eyes lit up.

"Look at your little achievement. What else do you know besides participating in the memorial?" Ren Hao rolled his eyes at Li Shiji and expressed his thoughts.

Since Chen Lang wanted to play this game with him, he could take this opportunity to recruit some doctors, assistant doctors, and officials from various departments and kick them all out of the Ministry of Revenue.