The four hundred and fiftieth chapter must see blood
As soon as Liu Mingzhi tied the reins of his horse, a government servant rushed over and stared cautiously at the stranger, Young Master Liu.
"In the Yamen of the Ministry of War, idlers will stop."
Liu Mingzhi smiled lightly and took out an official seal from his arms and held it in his hand.
"Liu Shu, a member of the Ministry of Household Affairs, was ordered by Ren Shangshu, the acting minister, to hand over some documents to Song Shangshu. Could you please inform Song Shangshu?"
The yamen servant looked at the official seal in Liu Mingzhi's hand, then at Liu Mingzhi's appearance, lowered his head and muttered.
"Isn't it Huang Hai, a member of the Ministry of Household Affairs? Why did he change the willow tree again? And when did the officials of the Ministry of Household Affairs become so good-tempered that they bothered to tell me what the hell this Ren Guozhang is up to?"
The yamen servant muttered and nodded to Liu Mingzhi: "Shangguang, please wait a moment. I will go and inform the minister immediately."
"It's time to work."
The moment the yamen servant turned around and left, Young Master Liu was stunned, because he actually saw a look of disgust in the yamen servant's peripheral vision.
But the reason for this look of disgust was not because of himself, but because of the fake official seal on his hand. The yamen servant seemed to dislike the official seal on his hand.
The official seal he mentioned represents the official seal of the Ministry of Husbandry, so the yamen’s disgust is because of the officials of the Ministry of Husbandry.
Has the Ministry of Household Affairs reached this point now?
What has Lao Jiang's appointment and Ren Wenyue's succession made the current Ministry of Household Affairs look like?
While Mr. Liu was thinking, Song Yu followed the yamen servant who had greeted Mr. Liu earlier and walked out of the yamen with excited eyes.
Seeing Young Master Liu standing next to the horse-tying post, Song Yu's eyes twitched, and the surprise in his eyes was beyond words.
After scanning the surrounding government officials, Song Yu took a deep breath, walked towards Young Master Liu with a calm expression, and nodded slightly to Young Master Liu.
"Liu Shu, a member of the Ministry of Household Affairs, is going to tell the story in the office of the Minister of Finance, right?"
Apparently, his use of the name Liushu made Song Yu, the old fox above the court, realize something. Liu Mingzhi nodded respectfully and returned a salute to Song Yu.
"I'll take the order, Lord Song. Please come first."
Young Master Liu followed Song Yu into the yamen of the Ministry of War. He didn't know that the yamen servant who greeted him earlier spat on the ground and cursed a few times.
"You bitch, there are times when you cry."
After Young Master Liu and Song Yu entered Song Yu's office, Song Yu hurriedly closed the door and pulled Young Master Liu towards the chair on the side.
"Sit down quickly and tell your uncle about the results of the Northern Expedition?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Song Yu's expectant eyes and sighed silently: "The great cause of the Northern Expedition was aborted because of the difficulty in supplying food and grass. If the food and grass were supplied in time, Commander Yun, Commander Nangong and I should have wiped out the gold and sudden two
The whole country.”
"Now we can only return to the court and return the territory we conquered in vain. Without food and grass, it is impossible for us to station there and defend the territory we conquered."
Liu Mingzhi took off the baggage on his back, took out a stack of war reports, and handed it to Song Yu.
"My uncle will understand the specific process after seeing it."
Song Yu took the literary policy from Liu Mingzhi with a blank expression, suppressed the regret in his heart, sat on the chair and started reading.
After a long time, Song Yu slammed Wen Ce in his hand onto the table.
"Treacherous ministers are harming the country, traitors are harming the country!"
"Uncle, my nephew did not inform the court when he returned to Beijing, nor did he alert anyone. He came to you first just to find out what happened."
"With the current situation of the national treasury, it can fully support the millions of troops in northern Xinjiang with food and grass for several more months. Why is it that when my nephew is about to complete his work, the food and grass are in trouble?"
"Before my nephew went to the north, he sent a letter to inform Your Majesty, the Ministry of Household Affairs, and your Ministry of War in advance."
"On this occasion, everything must make way for the great cause of the Northern Expedition to unify the world. If this is the case, why does this situation still occur?"
"Millions of soldiers are fighting for the country, but the imperial court cannot even supply the necessary food and grass. Doesn't it make the soldiers who fight for the country feel heartbroken? You, the Minister of War, have a great responsibility!"
Song Yu looked at Young Master Liu's gloomy expression, shook his head and sighed.
"These things are inseparable from this guy Ren Wenyue. It is difficult to sustain food and grass because the money in the treasury is spent elsewhere."
"It was already used before your letter arrived."
Liu Mingzhi's eyes suddenly widened and he looked at Song Yu: "The money was used elsewhere? Let alone seven million taels of silver. Where can so much money be used?"
"Even if there were natural and man-made disasters in all the fifteen states south of the Yellow River, we wouldn't need so much money."
"Alas, there were no major disasters south of the Yellow River, but there were floods south of the Yangtze River and the Jianghuai area. The imperial court had to allocate a penny to control the floods."
"However, not much money was spent on flood control. The real bulk was spent on other places."
"What was spent on?"
Song Yu sighed and looked at Young Master Liu with complex eyes: "December 28th."
Liu Mingzhi was stunned for a moment, and the doubt in his eyes was self-evident.
"What kind of day is December 28th? How could it consume so much of December 28th?"
Liu Mingzhi was stunned as he spoke. Looking at Song Yu's helpless eyes, he realized that he had probably guessed it right.
"Father's three-year grand ceremony?"
Song Yu nodded silently: "It is the three-year state mourning of the late Emperor Ruizhong. Ren Wenyue didn't know what he wrote to His Majesty, but Your Majesty actually used the money from the treasury to prepare for the three-year state mourning of the late Emperor Ruizong."
"Even three years of national mourning will not consume tens of millions of taels of silver."
"It's just a national mourning, so naturally we can't spend that much money, but the court also repaired the imperial mausoleum."
"When Wu Guogong Wan Buhai led troops to recover two lost territories in Heshuo and Hetao, all the money from the imperial treasury supported Wan Buhai's great cause of the northern expedition. For this reason, the late Emperor Ruizong stopped even the construction of his own mausoleum and went all out to support the old country.
The Duke’s feat of regaining lost territory.”
"Until the lost territory was recovered, the Three Kingdoms War ensued, and Emperor Ruizong passed away, the mausoleum was only hastily completed. However, before his death, Emperor Ruizhong summoned his left and right ministers, six ministers, and the ministers of the nine major temples to talk about the matter."
"Abolish all measures that waste people and money, save money, and go all out to deal with the following national war."
"Then the late Emperor succeeded to the throne and immediately started the unprecedented move of the Northern Expedition. This was all arranged by the late Emperor Ruizong."
"But I never expected that after His Majesty ascended the throne, he listened to some slanderous rumors and actually wanted to renovate the imperial mausoleum for the two previous emperors Ruizong and Wuzong."
"All the officials tried their best to dissuade me, but Your Majesty said that Dalong governs the country with filial piety, so how can he ignore the late emperor's mausoleum? Your Majesty repairs the imperial mausoleum in the name of filial piety, and all the officials have nothing to do."
"The petitions that should be submitted, the remonstrances that should be remonstrated, were not stopped after all."
Liu Mingzhi looked at Song Yu with complicated eyes, full of anger and unwillingness to express his displeasure, and Li Zheng's voice and smile appeared in his mind.
After getting to know him, this majestic emperor also became greedy for money. He always wanted to accumulate money and became like a miser. Liu Mingzhi originally thought that Li Zheng was led astray by him.
Only now do I understand how much effort Li Zheng put in for Dalong's empire and the foundation of his ancestors.
'You bastard, I haven't been willing to change my dragon robe for three years, so what's the point of sharing a little more dividends?'
'You want money? I don't have any. If there is anything valuable in the palace, just take it out and sell it.'
Liu Mingzhi nodded silently: "I know, my father even abolished the bad custom of burial."
"But repairing the imperial mausoleum does not require so much money. Considering the scale of the imperial mausoleum, it will cost more than four million at most. Including the disaster relief, this year's autumn tax will throw out emergency treasury silver, which can support three more years at least.
Months of food and fodder.”
"Yes, but with the addition of the national funeral, the money in the treasury is almost exhausted."
"Where are the account books? Repairing the imperial mausoleum is a state matter, not a matter for one person in the household department. The left and right prime ministers, the other five ministers, and the nine major temple ministers all have the right to calculate the account books."
"Have you ever checked the accounts to see if they are correct?"
"According to the calculation, there is almost no big discrepancy, and the loss is within the range allowed by the court."
Liu Mingzhi got up and walked around, quickly calculating something in his mind.
After a long time, Liu Mingzhi slammed the table heavily.
"I don't believe it. It doesn't cost so much money to build a new imperial mausoleum. What's more, it's just to repair an imperial mausoleum that already has a foundation. There must be something fishy in it."
"Uncle, do you have a copy of all Ren Wenyue's deeds after entering the court?"
"Lao Du has it in his hands. Now Lao Du's life is not easy."
Liu Mingzhi nodded silently, picked up the roster on the side and handed it to Song Yu.
"Uncle, please enter the list of fallen soldiers of my central army into the Ministry of War's records. Originally, you would give it to me after everything is finished."
"Okay, this is my job."
Song Yu looked at the Wen Ce in his hand, his face condensed and he sighed heavily.
"Hey, 110,000? How come there are so many?"
"Since ancient times, one general has accomplished so much that thousands of bones have been withered, my dear nephew"
"When is the next court meeting?"
"Three days later!"
"My nephew understands. My nephew will first go to Du Chenghao, the Minister of Civil Affairs."
"My nephew will meet Ren Wenyue in person in three days to see what extraordinary abilities he has."
"Don't be careless. The current climate of Ren Wenyue cannot be underestimated. He is surrounded by many people who want to be popular, and he has the support of the Queen. Don't underestimate this person."
"Even the left prime minister fell into his hands. Although this person has a bad reputation, he still has methods. You must understand it clearly before acting. Don't"
Before Song Yu finished speaking, Liu Mingzhi opened the door with a cold look, holding the Heavenly Sword, and walked toward the outside of the Yamen with the Heavenly Sword.
"Uncle, can he compare to Li Yunlong who has 400,000 soldiers and horses?"
"He's just a father-in-law who gained power for a while. Not to mention his nephew, even Duke Jingguo won't take him seriously."
"If he is not as good as Li Yunlong, he will definitely see blood again in the Qinzheng Palace."
Listening to Young Master Liu's eloquent response, Song Yu was stunned.
This nephew, whom he regards as his own, has become much different than before.