Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1183

Emperor Mingde saw his son coming.

Xiao Sheng, dressed in new clothes, looked like a decent man. He looked like Emperor Mingde, with straight eyebrows and a high nose bridge. As long as he didn't speak, he looked quite elegant.

Emperor Mingde stood up and said calmly, "Follow me." After that, he was the first to leave the imperial study and head towards Chaoyang Palace.

Xiao Sheng responded obediently and followed his father's footsteps closely.

The father and son walked one after the other, neither of them spoke.

Every step seems to be towards the end.

Emperor Mingde then recalled that he seemed to have never been close to his children, because their mothers were planted by the Empress Dowager to contain his eyes and ears, and he had a wall in his heart already set up to guard against them.

He paused slightly and waited for his son to take a half step, "Are you hungry?"

Xiao Sheng then remembered that he had been worried about his father's reckoning for the past two days and had not been in the mood to eat. He was hungry at this moment, so he nodded quickly, "I am indeed hungry."

Wine and food were already prepared in Chaoyang Hall, and the two of them drank and ate facing each other like an ordinary father and son.

It was a moonlit night, but the moon suddenly disappeared into the clouds and soon it began to rain.

Emperor Mingde saw that Xiao Sheng was eating with gusto, as if he had already determined that he had successfully escaped, and his eyes darkened.

He raised his hand, took the booklet from Eunuch Qi and opened it.

It records the amount and names of government silver that Xiao Sheng embezzled directly or indirectly through various channels since he was twelve years old.

It also records the bribes received from officials or wealthy people from the capital to the local areas, from top to bottom.

The most shocking thing is that if he set his eyes on someone's property, he would find ways to frame that person and put him in jail, then embezzle his property and kill him.

The men were killed, the women were sold to brothels, and even the children were not spared.

Item by item, row by row, the total amount recorded is as high as several million taels of silver, not including valuable rare copies of calligraphy and paintings, jewelry and ornaments.

More than a hundred men were killed, and hundreds of women were sold to brothels.

The figures are shocking! No wonder the treasury of his northern wing is always so poor, no wonder some officials of his northern wing are so bold as to cover up the truth and take human lives lightly!

This huge umbrella!

People say this son is timid, but he is actually very brave.

When Emperor Mingde first saw the records, he was so angry that his blood boiled. Now, reading them out one by one, these cold numbers still make people dare not think about them carefully.

Xiao Sheng's originally relaxed mood suddenly became solemn again after reading these charges. He held his chopsticks in the air with a dazed look in his eyes.

What's wrong with Father? Are you crying just for such a small amount of money?

The emperor of a country! Not really, right?

Emperor Mingde said, "It is said that if a son is not taught well, it is the fault of his father. I have thought about sparing your life, stripping you of your title, and demoting you to a commoner..."

Xiao Sheng panicked, and quickly threw away the silver chopsticks, kneeling down and crying, "Father, please forgive me! I want to return to my fiefdom! I don't want to be a commoner."

Emperor Mingde: “!!!”

The last bit of compassion in my heart was gone, leaving only disappointment.

He no longer looked at Xiao Sheng, but just said to himself, "I even thought about giving you a cup of poisoned wine to fake your death, so that you can give an explanation to the court. Then let you live in anonymity."

His voice was indescribably desolate. "But who will give an explanation to the innocent souls you killed?"

Xiao Sheng finally understood. It turned out that he had asked the imperial physician to treat his injuries and dressed him decently, which meant that he was going to be sent on his way!

This meal was also a farewell banquet given to him by his father, so that he could have a good meal on his way.