The subtle fragrance of cotton needles

"In that case, then check the people in Prince Luo's mansion, especially the secret guards and the imperial guards."

"Yes."

Mo Yuchen raised his hand: "Go down first! Move the guards at the door away first, and don't let anyone get close."

"Yes." Zhou Wenrui bowed and left.

Mo Yuxuan didn't understand why Mo Yuchen said this: "Second brother, why did you withdraw the people?"

Mo Yuchen smiled disdainfully: "If we don't withdraw, I'm afraid our conversation will be leaked even more."

"Is the traitor among them?"

Mo Yuchen sneered and did not answer. Instead, he talked about the real plan: "The previous plan was just to let him pass the message to King Yuan."

"Yu Zhan will not go to the Ministry of Revenue, but Prince Wei will."

"King Wei?!" Mo Xuanxuan was surprised. He didn't expect that everything Mo Xuanchen said just now was a lie to the traitor.

However, does Prince Wei know about this matter of letting him go to the Ministry of Revenue?

Shen Zhe was also worried: "Although Prince Wei is now involved in political affairs, he is still a rookie and young. Besides, Prince Wei's mind is unpredictable. Will it work if he goes?"

Mo Yuchen was not worried: "Don't worry! Prince Wei still owes me a big favor. If I leave this matter to him, there will be no mistakes."

"Second brother, what should I do then?" Mo Xuanxuan exclaimed, pointing at himself and asked.

"You have your own uses."

"Your Majesty, the flood in Jiangnan has been going on for many days. Your Majesty has also issued an edict, but the Ministry of Revenue has been slow to provide the money. The people of Jiangnan can't wait any longer!" At the morning court, the Minister of Works brought up the matter again, crying out for justice for the people of Jiangnan.

Mo Cheng frowned: "The imperial edict has been issued for many days, why hasn't the Ministry of Revenue allocated the money yet?"

"My father, the silver in the national treasury is being counted. The funds will be allocated in three days." Mo Yuchen walked out and bowed.

"Three days and three days, Your Highness Prince Luo, the people of Jiangnan can't wait any longer!" said the Minister of Works with great sorrow.

"Your Majesty, let alone the floods in the south of the Yangtze River, even the money for offering sacrifices to heaven has not yet been taken out by the Ministry of Revenue." As Fang Gang finished speaking, Xia Liu stood up again.

"Sacrificing to Heaven is related to the future of the Great Rong Dynasty. The July sacrifice ceremony is a once-in-three-year ceremony. Preparations should have started in April, but this ceremony is already later than in previous years. If we can't come up with the funds, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold the ceremony in time."

Xia Liu argued convincingly, and every word he said was trying to put the blame on the Ministry of Revenue.

The Minister of Revenue did not dare to speak. The Ministry of Revenue was handed over to Prince Luo by the Emperor, and Prince Luo was responsible for all matters.

What's more, ever since the Emperor handed over the Ministry of Revenue to Prince Luo, the Minister of Revenue no longer has the power to transfer people. No matter how this matter is handled, it cannot be blamed on him.

"Father, please give the Ministry of Revenue another three days and we will definitely get the money out." Mo Yuchen had some sweat on his forehead and looked very nervous.

Mo Yuyang stood up at this time and said, "Second brother, the flood in Jiangnan has been mentioned for many days, and the matter of offering sacrifices to the heaven is also imminent, but the Ministry of Revenue has been delaying and unable to pay. Is it because the treasury has no money, or is the Ministry of Revenue taking advantage of it?"

Mo Yuchen frowned: "What do you mean, my brother? The weather has been good and the tax revenue has been normal in recent years. How can the treasury be out of money?"

"So what you mean, second brother, is that the Ministry of Revenue is using this for personal gain?" Mo Yuyang smiled jokingly, then his face darkened. "Father gave you the power to mobilize the Ministry of Revenue, and you actually did something like this to get it?!"

Mo Yuchen looked at Mo Yuyang with a gloomy look in his eyes, "Brother, do you have any evidence?"

"I don't manage the Ministry of Revenue, so I naturally don't have any evidence." Mo Yuyang had evidence, but he couldn't show it. "But my second brother has been in the Ministry of Revenue for many years, and there was indeed no mistake in the past. Why is he delaying the payment this time? Is there some hidden reason?"

"Prince Luo, what's going on with the Ministry of Revenue?" Mo Cheng's face was very dark and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Mo Chen said nothing.

Seeing this, the Minister of Revenue thought again and again and stood up and said, "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Revenue has already counted the funds since receiving the imperial edict, but for some reason, His Royal Highness Prince Luo is reluctant to transfer the funds."

"You!" Mo Yuchen turned around in disbelief and stared at the Minister of Revenue. "I have the final say on matters concerning the Ministry of Revenue. What nonsense are you talking about?!"

The Ministry of Revenue had already counted the silver, but for some reason Prince Luo had not yet transferred it. If the Emperor became suspicious and thought that the Ministry of Revenue was not doing its job well, everyone in the Ministry would probably suffer.

The Minister of Revenue was also forced into a desperate situation. Prince Luo was a prince after all, and no matter how the Emperor punished him, he would not take his life. However, the future of the Minister of Revenue and the Vice Minister of Revenue would be ruined. If anything else was discovered, the entire family would be in danger.

"Prince Luo, why is this happening? There is money in the treasury, and the people in the Ministry of Revenue have already counted it. Why hasn't it been moved yet?" Mo Cheng's expression became increasingly unfriendly, and it seemed that he was about to lose control of his anger.

Mo Yuchen remained silent. It was a fact that there was no transfer, and he could not explain anything.

"Or is it that my second brother is temporarily unable to mobilize the funds in the Ministry of Revenue?" Mo Yuyang delivered the heaviest and most crucial blow.

A crack appeared in the disguise on Mo Yuchen's face.

Everyone in the court immediately began to whisper.

"King Luo!" Mo Cheng was furious and threw the memorial in his hand to the ground.

Mo Yuchen was terrified and immediately knelt down. His straight back was shaking a little, but he said nothing.

"Your seal is needed to transfer the funds of the Ministry of Revenue. Did you lose your seal?" Mo Cheng was disappointed and angry at the same time. "Do you know how much of a threat the national treasury will face if the power to transfer funds of the Ministry of Revenue is handed over to someone with ulterior motives?!"

Mo Yuchen knelt on the ground and trembled.

"The economy is the lifeblood of the country, and the Ministry of Revenue is an important agency for mobilizing the country's financial resources. How dare you lose the power of mobilization?!" Mo Cheng was so angry that he shook left and right, and his hands were shaking as he pointed at Mo Yuchen.

When the ministers saw Mo Cheng's appearance, they were afraid that something bad might happen to him, so they knelt down quickly and said, "Your Majesty's health is the most important!"

Seeing this, Eunuch Su also hurried forward to help Mo Cheng: "Your Majesty, the dragon's body is more important! Don't get yourself angry!"

Mo Cheng pushed Eunuch Su's hand away and pointed at Mo Yuchen: "Come here! Deprive Prince Luo of his authority to manage the Ministry of Revenue, throw him into prison, and immediately send someone to investigate this matter and make sure to catch the person behind this!"

"Father!" Mo Yuchen raised his head in disbelief, "I am innocent!"

"Take him away and put him in jail!"

No matter how much Mo Yuchen struggled, he couldn't change the fact that he was captured.

"Prince Yuan! You are the one who harmed me!" Mo Fuchen's face was extremely ferocious, and he spat fiercely in the direction of Mo Fuyang, "It was you who stole the seal of King Luo!"

Mo Yuchen looked completely devoid of his usual calmness and ease.