Five o'clock in the morning.

Royal Palace, Jinshui Bridge.

After autumn, the daybreak gets later and later, and when we go to court, it is still pitch black everywhere.

Yao Wenhua, the second-rank Hubu Shangshu, was at the front of the six-bu team, and his old bones trembled slightly in the night wind.

It is really not easy to be an official in the Yanguang Dynasty! - Yao Wenhua sighed in his heart.

When the late emperor was in power, it was rare to hold a morning court every half a year. But now, His Majesty, he has held morning court, noon court and evening court every day for more than twenty years.

I heard that His Majesty got Miss Chen, and I expected him to "never come to court early from now on." However, His Majesty became more and more energetic.

He could endure it, but he couldn't. He didn't receive any salary, and he got up earlier than a chicken every night...

The three-way drum sounds.

The ceremony officer of Honglu Temple sang "Enter the class".

The officials on the south side of Jinshui Bridge began to walk slowly.

The general entered first, followed by the valet officials, then the Prince Consort, then the Five Prefectures and Six Ministries, and finally the Yingtian Prefecture and miscellaneous officials in Beijing.

Yao Wenhua was among the six. He looked at the squirming buttocks of Jianingbo walking in front of him, and felt sleepy again.

He suppressed a yawn and thought to himself: "I am really tired of being such a tiring official!"

Fortunately, three memorials have been submitted, and His Majesty has agreed to promote himself to the rank of Guanglu Doctor, which will be equivalent to retiring in Beijing.

After working hard all my life, I can finally take a break as a first-class official...

Today's morning meeting is actually not interesting.

But Yao Wenhua knew that after the morning court, there would be another round of bloodshed.

He watched with cold eyes and saw clearly.

In the original structure of the central government, the first assistant was Zheng Yuanhua, who was in charge of the Ministry of Personnel and the Ministry of War; the second assistant was Lu Zhengchu, who was in charge of the Ministry of Household Affairs and the Ministry of Rites; the second assistant was Zuo Jinglun, who was in charge of the Ministry of Justice and the Ministry of Work; and there were others like

Bian Xiuyong of the Metropolitan Procuratorate acted according to the prevailing circumstances...

Now Lu Zhengchu lost the Ministry of Rites and gained Wang Fang's Dongchang; Zuo Jinglun lost the Ministry of Punishments and gained a new Ministry of Rites; Qian Chengyun came from behind and controlled the Ministry of Punishments and the Taiping Department.

Today, Qian Chengyun, Zuo Jinglun, and Bian Xiuyong will join forces to unseat Wang Fang, a powerful eunuch.

Presumably after Wang Fang is taken down, Zuo Jinglun and Bian Xiuyong will turn against Qian Chengyun, the shameless traitor.

Yao Wenhua thought this way and glanced at the team of the Criminal Department, but was stunned for a moment.

I saw the aging Shangshu of the Ministry of Justice You Kaiji behind him... Qian Chengyun, the minister of the Ministry of Justice, was not there?!

The war is about to begin, but he doesn't come?

Yao Wenhua was stunned for a moment and really couldn't understand.

"I impeach Wang Fang, the admiral of Dongchang..."

"I impeach Qian Chengyun, the Minister of Criminal Justice..."

"I impeach Yin Xiayan of Shuntian Prefecture..."

Someone was shouting something loudly in his ears. Yao Wenhua looked sideways and found that standing there with a lot of righteous words was Luo Baqian again.

"Luo Baqian" is the nickname of the new imperial censor Luo Yuan.

The Central Government called for donations, and Luo Yuan donated a small amount of silver. After the Ministry of Household Affairs weighed it, the amount was less than eight cents.

It is really disgusting for an official to be so stingy!

Bai Yizhang was angry that this little censor dared to impeach him, so he publicized the matter to all the ministries, and finally made Luo Yuan the laughing stock in the capital.

Sure enough, after Luo Yuan stood up, there was a faint laugh of ridicule.

"A person who only donated eight pieces of silver dares to speak nonsense?"

"Hey, Luo Baqian still has the nerve to impeach others?"

Yao Wenhua shook his head inwardly, thinking that no one would care about Luo Yuan, a clown, anymore.

Let’s think about how to deal with Dongchang Shiji for a while.

Everyone is a little absent-minded.

After today, the situation between North Korea and China will be very different. Some people are looking forward to it, some are waiting and watching, and some are gearing up...

The morning session ended in this atmosphere.

Next, His Majesty will personally interrogate Wang Fang’s case!

Yao Wenhua was refreshed.

It finally begins!

The first person to speak was You Kaiji, the Minister of Punishment.

"Your Majesty, I conducted a thorough inspection of the East Factory last night. Here are the grains and the amount of money. Please take a look at it..."

Emperor Yanguang opened the memorial, took one glance at it, and suddenly his expression changed.

He suddenly looked at Wang Fang, his eyes full of anger!

Wang Fang has been trapped in the palace from last night until now. At this time, she is being "supported" by two eunuchs and standing in the palace.

He thought that his innocence would be proven immediately, and he thought to himself: "There are only two thousand dan of grain in the warehouse, how dare you slander our family and exploit the people? Bah!"

However, Emperor Yanguang's eyes suddenly glared at him fiercely. When Wang Fang saw such a look, her heart skipped a beat, and her liver and gallbladder were split apart!

His knees weakened and he knelt down.

The next moment, the memorial hit him hard in the face.

Wang Fang looked at the memorial that fell on the ground, her face looked like she had seen a ghost.

"Eighty-five thousand shi of grain, sixty-three thousand taels of silver!!"

Emperor Yanguang stood up and shouted: "You...are you the one who keeps saying, 'This slave is incompetent, I wish I could share your worries with His Majesty'?!"

"I think you are not incompetent, you are too powerful! I asked you to supervise the East Factory, and this is how you pulled the bloody food from my people, layer by layer?!"

Amidst the roar, Emperor Yanguang walked over and kicked Wang Fang to the ground hard.

Wang Fang lay on the cold bluestone, still in disbelief.

How is it possible? I have only scraped for two days, and I only scraped more than two thousand stones in total, and only swallowed two hundred stones...

"Your Majesty, this old slave has been wronged! It was these people who framed this old slave... You Kaiji! It was you, you fabricated evidence to frame our family!"

You Kaiji said calmly: "This case was jointly handled by the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, Shuntian Prefecture and other departments. Last night, the warehouse was opened to check the grain. Everyone saw it with their own eyes. There is no possibility of it being false."

"Impossible!" Wang Fang shouted: "You are talking nonsense!"

"Shut up! Can the food be transferred to your warehouse by itself?" Emperor Yanguang was so angry that his face was livid, and his fingers were trembling: "Is this how you treat my trust? Give me two thousand dan...ah, a whole

You've been greedy for eighty-three thousand dan! You've been serving me for forty years!"

"Forty years!"

"Now, even you dare to treat me like this!"

Hatred surged in her heart, and she kicked Wang Fang hard on the head with her dragon-patterned golden boots.

After Wang Fang received this kick, she burst into tears and began to cry heartbreakingly.

"Your Majesty, I never dare to deceive Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty, according to the evidence provided by Zhang Xu, the Minister of Taiping, Wang Fang once promised that when the price of grain doubles in winter, everyone will be rewarded..."

"According to the evidence given by Wu Youcai, a Qianhu of the Taiping Department, Wang Fang ordered hundreds of households under him to prepare a set of brewing tools in order to exploit the grain stored in the people's homes. When collecting grain, he put the leaky vat into the people's courtyard and began to move the grain...

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"Wang Fang also arbitrarily detained innocent people on the charge of privately brewing wine and asked their families to redeem them with money..."

"According to Zhao Pingxing's testimony from the Thousand Households of the Taiping Department, in order to conceal the grain income, Wang Fang asked him to find someone to make false accounts and change the number of 80,000 dan to 2,000 dan..."

For a moment, officials from Dali Temple and Shuntian Mansion stood up one by one.

Wang Fang looked at the envelopes being handed over to the case one by one, her heart was filled with shock and eventually despair.

"You are talking nonsense! It was you civil servants who united to frame our family! Your Majesty..."

The anger on Emperor Yanguang's face had faded, replaced by deep disappointment.

"Oh, even the people around me are like this... Is money so good? You can even cheat me for money."

He sneered, picked up the memorials on the table, and threw each one on Wang Fang's face.

"You also love money."

Oh, when I wanted to buy a house, you refused to come up with five hundred taels for me.

"I'll give it to you!"

Wang Fang could no longer feel the pain in her head, only the endless fear welling up in her heart.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, this old slave is really unjust..."
Chapter completed!