The court is quiet, the melon people are making trouble!

"Sir Zheng! Don't just think about your military department. Marching, fighting, and guarding the border are important, but the people at home are living in poverty and have no livelihood. Who will provide troops for the border later?"

"Besides! Our great-grandfather was brave and our late emperor was good at fighting. When those bandits on the border see our dynasty, they are like rabbits seeing an eagle. What is there to be afraid of?"

"The flood in Bozhou is only a temporary disaster, but there will be a major epidemic after the flood. The subsidies from the Ministry of Revenue are just to help the people get through the difficult times quickly."

"Lord Wang said it nicely, and you heard it too. If the Ministry of Revenue allocates more money to Bozhou, it will affect the money of the border. So, our soldiers who work hard to guard the border are no longer civilians?"

……

Minister of War Zheng's face turned serious:

"Anyway, I don't care, Lord Zhou, you can pay from wherever you want, but you can't let the soldiers go hungry!"

Lord Wang, the Minister of Industry, also looked at him:

"Mr. Zhou, building the river bend is a major event that benefits the country and the people..."

Minister Zhou looked up at the sky and down at the earth, but he didn't look at the two factions quarreling below:

There is no way I can pay the money. If the emperor doesn't speak, I have the right to remain silent!

Xu Qingqing, who was sitting in the back, felt dizzy watching the colorful clothes of different grades swaying back and forth:

[No! Your Majesty, you should ask them to raise funds! Your right-hand men are either from aristocratic families or married to aristocratic families. Who doesn’t have farms and shops? Who doesn’t have a lot of slaves?]

Xu Qingqing's thoughts echoed in the minds of the humerus, and they were startled:

You can't let yourself bleed!

Everyone quickly returned to their respective posts, fearing that if they spoke too loudly they would be blamed by the emperor!

The emperor sat there worrying:

This happened once during his father's generation. The court officials all cried poor, and the next day some of them went to court wearing patched clothes!

Finally, it was the Queen Mother who came up with an idea, saying that those who donated more money could erect a monument, and the younger generation in the family would have the opportunity to choose an official position, and that’s how the matter was settled!

[Wow! Look at this group of people. They always say "I am doing this for Your Majesty" and "Your Majesty, I am doing this for the sake of the country". Why are they so quiet now?]

[Your Majesty, you take the lead and sell out half of the private vault!]

The emperor, who was originally very angry, thought about the treasures in his private treasury:

Hiss! It’s no wonder that the ministers are unwilling. I can’t bear to let half of them go out!

The emperor began to wink at Xu Zhiyuan and Xu Zishen, and Xu Zhiyuan reluctantly stepped forward:

"Your Majesty! There was a fundraising event during the time of the previous emperor, but I remember the results were not ideal!"

The emperor said bitterly:

"I wonder if anyone has any other good ideas!"

[That’s because the benefits were not given properly. Those who paid money should erect a monument or donate an official position!]

The humeri shook their heads:

If he is unwilling, then what's the point of having an official of moderate status come? Besides, it can be achieved by just building relationships on a regular basis!

[If you don’t want to pay, then find someone who has money! There are multiple spots for the Imperial Merchants. Let’s have a competition. Whoever pays the most gets the spot!]

The humerus' eyes lit up. This is a good idea. You can get a little extra profit by running the family relationship!

The emperor shook his head:

No, the imperial merchants are all about salt, iron, tea and wine. If any of them is not handled properly, it will be a disaster!

The court was silent. Only Xu Zhiyuan processed his daughter's thoughts, made them reliable and well-founded, and then spoke them out!

Either the ministers disagree or the emperor disagrees!

So Xu Qingqing at the back got angry:

[Okay, you old cabbage gang, you all want to bully my dad, right? This is not allowed, that is not allowed!]

[Bullying my father? Die!]

[Just wait for me, I will write an anonymous letter to the emperor and expose all your wealth.]

[For example, who only likes men and wants to marry a wife and have children!]

[You are a man in your seventies, do you really think you are still as good as ever? In fact, your son is your great-grandson!]

[And those who like to wear ripped jeans, why don’t you just be lazy? Just make a hole in your underwear so you don’t have to take your penis out! ]

The humerus were trembling, and Xu Zishen was disheveled in the wind:

He heard about the word "cock" after hearing about the word "balls"! What kind of fate is this for him! The mood of wanting a little cotton jacket suddenly disappeared!

"Your Majesty! My family is not wealthy, but I am willing to donate 500 taels of silver."

[Five hundred taels? Sounds good. Let me get rid of the fact that you love to sleep with a pig in your arms in the other courtyard!]

Ministers:

What! Five hundred taels is the amount, wouldn't that mean we will go bankrupt?

Xu Qingqing: Is this a small matter? It's so good that people can dig out a fantasy castle!

The ministers panicked:

It doesn't matter if it's embarrassing or not, as long as I'm not embarrassed, it's others who are embarrassed. But other things are not allowed! The lightest punishment is a beating, and the worst is losing your job and your head!

So in just half an hour, the ministers collected nearly 100,000 taels of silver. The emperor looked at the account book handed over with a smile and was about to praise Xu Qingqing, but Xu Qingqing did not let anyone off equally:

[Laugh, laugh, laugh! Laugh! Your subordinates are working hard to build a beautiful new dynasty for you. Where is the money you contributed?]

[This is exactly like the ministers stripping off their clothes and sticking their butts out, but you don’t move!]

[I will print out the things the emperor had to say in a small book and spread it all over the streets of the dynasty!]

Humerus(?°? ?°):

The little god still cares about us. Look, the emperor has even chosen a title for his book!

The emperor is in so much pain (???????????? ?):

"Since everyone has expressed their opinions, I naturally cannot fall behind. I will add another 20,000 taels!"

[Don’t say that! These ministers are really good. They say no, but their bodies are more honest than anyone else! I originally had a plan to create a god, but now I don’t have to find a way to tell my father!]

The Emperor and his assistants ≡└( 'o')┘≡┌( 'o')┐:

What? God! What God? Is it the God that I know?

I really want to slap myself. It's all my fault for paying too early. It's just a few heads! How can it be more important than my becoming a god?

Everyone looked at the one who loved sleeping with pigs. It was all his fault for talking too fast. I will definitely report him later!

He looked at Xu Zhiyuan again:

Lord Xu, come to the Yangxin Palace after court! / Lord Xu, go to drink after court!

So when the court was leaving, the ministers who had heard Xu Zhiyuan's voice saw him standing still and stood behind him one after another:

"Your Majesty, we have some small matters to report!"

The emperor naturally nodded in agreement.

Xu Qingqing looked at Xu Zishen who was motionless:

"Uncle Xu! Let's go! We should go back!"

Xu Zishen's face froze slightly:

"You go back first, I...I still have something to tell the emperor about the prince!"

Xu Qingqing was very sad because there was one less uncle to accompany her today.

Princess Jiajia held Xu Qingqing's hand:

"Go! Go! Lord Wei must be waiting outside!"

Xu Qingqing looked at her excited little face:

"You can't fall for him! You can't do that with me, he already has a wife and kids! You can't have a third party!"

Princess Jiajia stamped her feet:

"What are you talking about! I'm just interested in him. How can someone talk so interestingly?"

Xu Qingqing became even more melancholy:

Sometimes interest is the beginning of love!

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