On the wedding day, my wife was abnormal

Should the emperor’s private property be made public?

Actually, this is really not important and no one cares.

Just like the common people thought that the emperor used a golden hoe to plow the land, they had no idea how much money was considered a lot of money, and they had no such concept.

But the officials knew that Bu Chen came here to take the lead today in the hope that Murong Yan could expose her personal worth so that they could persuade her against her wealth in the future.

For example, Murong Yan has a lot of money now, so she can take out some of it to give benefits to officials. Although she is giving it out now, it is still a drop in the bucket.

Because of Murong Yan's anti-corruption campaign, many officials became paupers.

The families of officials who have secret industrial support are better off.

As for those who rely solely on salaries to make a living, they are almost having to eat coarse food. Bu Chenshi sees it and feels pain in his heart.

It is said that if you want to get rich, you should not be an official, and if you want to be an official, you should not get rich.

But we can't be an official and starve to death, right? So he needed this opportunity to express his feelings to Murong Yan.

Since you are the one who initiated the anti-corruption campaign, it is up to you to improve the welfare of officials.

What's more, if you dress so extravagantly, what will those impoverished officials think? Will they still be loyal to you wholeheartedly? So, this matter must be done, both morally and logically.

This made the officials happy.

Judging from the luxury of Murong Yan's clothes, she is very rich, so she will definitely enjoy a lot of benefits as an official in the future.

But Murong Yan was unhappy, and very unhappy!

She herself was a stingy person, and had been poor since childhood and was afraid of being controlled by the master. She made such a big sacrifice just to make the ministers shut up about her wearing the phoenix robe in the future.

How could she not be angry?

......

The morning sunlight seemed to be filtered through a sieve, and it penetrated through the gaps in the intricate carvings on the vermilion palace walls, gently pouring into the corridors of the palace, dyeing this long and quiet corridor with a dreamy golden glow.

Murong Yan's cheeks were puffed with anger, like a ripe pink peach in spring. Her delicate and juicy color revealed unwillingness and stubbornness, as well as... anger at losing money.

She walked forward hurriedly and swiftly, her heels tapping on the stone floor, making a crisp and rapid sound.

Look at the exquisitely crafted phoenix crown on her head, it is truly a rare treasure.

The phoenix crown is carefully forged from red gold, with a rich texture and shining brilliance.

The gold threads on it are delicate and exquisite, as thin as cow hair but extremely tough. The craftsmen, relying on their superb skills, wind and weave these gold threads to outline a lifelike golden phoenix with wings spread, ready to fly.

The golden phoenix's wings are stretched out, each one clearly visible, some slightly raised, some gently curled, trembling gently in the wind, ready to soar into the sky at any time.

The golden phoenix held its head high, with an elegant and smooth curve on its neck. Its pair of phoenix eyes were inlaid with two extremely rare pigeon-blood red rubies. In the sunlight, they looked like burning real fire, and the majestic aura it exuded was awe-inspiring.

Layers of bead curtains hang down around the phoenix crown. These bead curtains are all made of round and flawless high-quality pearls from the deep sea of ​​the South China Sea. Each pearl exudes a soft and charming warm luster.

The pearls are of uniform size and color. As Murong Yan walks, the bead curtains collide with each other, making a series of crisp and pleasant sounds like large and small pearls falling on a jade plate.

Look at the unparalleled phoenix robe she is wearing, which perfectly highlights her graceful figure.

The base color of the robe is pure bright yellow, which is a symbol of the supremacy of imperial power. It shines with a dazzling golden light that makes people dare not look directly at it.

The fabric is carefully selected from the top-quality silk from all over the world. It is light and warm to the touch. A slight shake will make it seem like a dazzling stream of light pours out.

The embroiderers devoted their entire lives to meticulously embroidering phoenixes flying in the sky on the robes with gold and silver threads. These phoenixes have different shapes and are graceful.

Some phoenixes spread their wings, raise their heads and sing, as if announcing something to the heaven and earth; some phoenixes rely on each other, combing each other's feathers affectionately, showing their tenderness; and some phoenixes stand on one leg, looking back, with agility and cunning in their eyes.

Each phoenix is ​​embellished with colorful, crystal clear gems and delicate, warm pearls. The dazzling light of the gems and the warm luster of the pearls complement each other, making this phoenix robe sparkle with a dreamy brilliance in the sun.

The train of the phoenix robe dragged behind her for twenty meters. On the train were embroidered flowers of the four seasons and magnificent palace scenes.

The peonies in spring are gorgeous with layers of petals; the lotus flowers in summer are graceful and bloom among the green lotus leaves, swaying in the wind, showing their elegance; the chrysanthemums in autumn bloom proudly in the frost, with their golden petals stretching out wantonly, showing their tenacious vitality; the plum blossoms in winter are fragrant and sparse, and the red plum blossoms against the backdrop of the white snow have a unique charm.

Among the flowers, the palace pavilions are scattered in an orderly manner, and the flying eaves, brackets, and copper rings on the red doors are all clearly visible. As Murong Yan walks, the tail of the tree meanders like a river flowing with golden light, making a subtle rustling sound, as if telling the prosperity and prosperity of the Daqian Palace.

With just this outfit, it would be strange if the officials didn't want to plunder it.

They were almost crying because of poverty.

Murong Yan rushed all the way. Wherever she passed, the breeze blew gently, lifting a corner of her phoenix robe. The sunlight danced on the corner of the robe, as if igniting a small cluster of golden sparks.

Her eyes were fixed straight ahead. Seeing this, the palace maids and eunuchs on both sides of the corridor knelt down to pay their respects, lowered their heads, and dared not make any sound, for fear of disturbing the furious emperor.

You must know that Murong Yan would not kill ministers easily, but killing them is just a matter of a word.

"I'm so angry, so angry!" Murong Yan clenched her pink fists and walked all the way from the Golden Palace to the Yangxin Palace without calming down.

Murong Wushe and Sheyue followed her, not daring to make a sound.

Finally, Murong Yan sat on the phoenix chair in the Yangxin Palace and slapped the phoenix table in front of her.

boom--

The enormous force almost broke the Feng An apart.

"Money, money, money! These officials only care about money! Is it easy for me to earn this little money? They are so obsessed with it!"

Murong Wushe stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, since the anti-corruption campaign began, officials have become increasingly impoverished. I suggest that we increase their salaries. This way, we can take money from the national treasury rather than pay out of your own pocket, right?"

"I'm confused. Officials' salaries have doubled compared to last year, so why are they still living like this? Can't they be more frugal?"

Murong Wushe secretly curled his lips.

You ask others to be frugal, but you spend more than ten thousand taels on making clothes yourself.

This is something that a person cannot balance.

Murong Yan said, "No, according to what they say, I have to donate all my income except for making clothes! Why? Go call Lin Zhen to the palace and increase the casino's dividend to 50,000 immediately, otherwise I will become a pauper again!"

"The slave obeys the order."

Just as Wushe was about to go out, he saw the Minister of Personnel Qian Shuheng waiting for orders outside the hall, and then a young eunuch walked in.

"Your Majesty, the Minister of Personnel, Lord Qian, is waiting outside the palace for your orders."

"Let him in."

"According to the order."

"Announce the Minister of Personnel, Qian Shuheng, to the palace for an audience."

Minister of Personnel Qian Shuheng lifted the hem of his heavy official robe, stepped over the high threshold, and walked steadily into the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

As soon as he entered the hall, he went straight to where Murong Yan was, knelt on his knees respectfully, and shouted: "Your Majesty, your humble servant pays homage. Long live Your Majesty!"

His voice was deep and resonant, echoing in the empty hall, full of respect.

"Flat body."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

After the ceremony, Qian Shuheng slowly stood up, folded his hands in front of him, bowed slightly, and spoke again.

"Your Majesty, I have carefully reorganized the candidates for the post of Ye County Magistrate. This selection has taken a long time, so that my officials can serve Your Majesty wholeheartedly. Therefore, the individuals I have chosen are all outstanding talents who were demoted due to minor mistakes in the past, or who unfortunately failed the imperial examinations. These people have experienced setbacks and know that opportunities are hard to come by. If they are given a position of honor by Your Majesty, they will be grateful and willing to serve you wholeheartedly."

As he spoke, he carefully pulled out a list from his sleeve, held it in both hands, and raised it high above his head: "Your Majesty, I beg you to review it."

Murong Yan raised her hand slightly, signaling Musk Moon to take the list and hand it over.

She unfolded the roster and slowly scanned the names on it. Behind each name was a story that was either bumpy or regrettable.

This time, Qian Shuheng organized the information very carefully, even providing detailed descriptions of the three generations of ancestors of the recommended officials.

She stroked the paper gently with her fingers for a long time, then shook her head.

"Neither of them works. Let me recommend one."

"Your Majesty's command is followed faithfully by your humble servant." He said this respectfully, but cursed in his heart.

You've obviously already chosen someone, why are you still making me go through so much trouble?

Do you know that I didn’t sleep for several days to compile this list?

Trick people.

"As far as I know, the Minister of Works, Song Zhenglin, has a daughter who is quite talented. Why not send her to try?"

"Ah?" Qian Shuheng was stunned.

Song Zhenglin's family did have a daughter, and because a butterfly landed on the roof of the house when she was born, she was named Song Die.

Song Die was very talented and was considered a famous actress in the capital. After she came of age, she married the youngest son of a doctor in the Censorate. Unfortunately, her husband had a short life and passed away within a few years of their marriage without leaving any children.

This matter was known to everyone in the capital, but Song Die did not feel sorry for himself. Instead, he continued to study, and his articles attracted the admiration of countless talented and elegant men in the capital.

But even so, the decision seems inappropriate.

Qian Shuheng replied, "Your Majesty, I acknowledge Song Die's talent, but she is a woman. It's probably inappropriate for a woman to serve as an official, isn't it?"

"Huh?" Murong Yan's eyes widened. "Why? I can be the emperor, so why can't women be officials?"

"Your Majesty, this is not a big deal. You are a royal family member, but she..."

"Alright, stop talking nonsense. Go back immediately, take Xiao Dengzi with you, and call Song Die into the palace. I will make the decision."

"This..." Qian Shuheng heard this and quickly knelt down again: "Your humble servant obeys your order and will arrange it right away."

After saying this, he bowed again and then left.

At the same time, he sighed secretly in his heart.

I wonder how the ministers would react to such blatant selection of female officials?

He would probably criticize himself, right?

The most terrifying thing is that I dare not speak out.

Alas, it is becoming increasingly difficult to be an official.

Not long after Qian Shuheng left, Murong Wushe hurried in from outside the hall.

Despite his composure, he actually jogged all the way, his official boots making a series of rapid sounds on the ground. He held a letter tightly in his hand, and his expression looked particularly mysterious.

As soon as he entered the palace, he came to Murong Yan and presented the letter with both hands: "Your Majesty, I have sent someone to call Lin Zhen. I was halfway there when I received this letter. This matter is of great importance. I dare not delay, so I came back immediately to present it to Your Majesty."

Murong Yan's heart tightened. She keenly sensed that something was wrong, reached out to take the letter, and quickly opened the seal.