Chen Hanying, the minister of household affairs, hurried into Jing Heng's room and said anxiously: "My lord, it's not good!"
Jing Heng was playing with a grasshopper and said impatiently: "What's wrong? What are you doing!"
Carefully putting away the grasshopper cage, Jing Heng looked unhappy.
Chen Hanying said: "Sir, Long Chengen actually checked all the accounts of the Ministry of Accounts!"
Jing Heng sat up and asked in shock: "Didn't you say that the accounts are very messy and cannot be checked clearly?"
Chen Hanying said helplessly: "Generally speaking, it is impossible to find out clearly, but this Long Chengen actually made some kind of double-entry bookkeeping by himself and sorted out all the accounts."
"Not only that, I heard that the Holy Emperor sent people to Caozhou..."
Jing Heng's expression suddenly changed.
The deficit in the Ministry of Revenue can be said to be poor management, but the disaster relief work in Caozhou is too serious.
Not only was it a matter of greed, but hundreds of thousands of people starved to death.
"Long Chengen! This damn eunuch is ruining my good deeds!"
Jing Heng gritted his teeth and wished he could tear Long Chen into pieces.
"Hurry up and send someone to take Zhao Min..."
Jing Heng made a gesture of wiping his neck.
Chen Hanying was frightened and muttered: "Sir, Zhao Min is the governor of a state and an official of the fourth rank. This..."
Jing Heng scolded: "The fourth grade is nothing! If Zhao Min doesn't die, you die. It's your choice!"
Chen Hanying understood that he had done all these accounts. If it was investigated, Jing Heng would definitely not be held responsible, and he would be the one to take the blame.
"Get your humble job done right away!"
Chen Hanying immediately sent someone to assassinate Zhao Min.
There is no shortage of good men in the General's Mansion, so it is normal for Jing Heng to use them as assassins.
After Chen Hanying left, Jing Heng was lying on the couch. This guy was fat and found it difficult to stand. His butt hurt when sitting, so he liked to lie down.
"Cuttlefish!"
A short man in black clothes came out from behind the screen.
"Master!"
This man named Cuiyu was the bodyguard of General Jing Tianlie who stayed with Jing Heng, and had been secretly protecting his safety.
"Kill Long Chengen, can you do it?"
Jing Heng's tone was cold, but one could hear the resentment and hatred in it.
"easy."
Cuttlefish wore a black mask and a black cloak, and was wrapped up tightly in the summer. Even Jing Heng had never seen his appearance.
Jing Heng showed a ferocious smile: "Okay, kill him!"
Cuttlefish did not go out immediately, but said coldly: "It's easy to kill someone, but how to deal with the aftermath?"
His duty is to protect Jing Heng, but he is not very willing to assassinate court ministers.
"You don't have to worry about this, he's just a eunuch, so what if he dies!"
Jing Heng looked down on Long Chen.
In his eyes, Long Chen is just a dead eunuch, nothing more!
Mo Yu turned around and disappeared behind the screen.
"Kill Zhao Min and Long Chengen and see how you investigate me!"
Jing Heng lay on the couch and shouted: "Nong Huan, Yi Huan!"
Not long after, two dancers entered the room.
Jing Heng didn't care much about the deficit and corruption in the household department. He believed that the empress would not do anything to him, because with Jing Tianlie and Jing Feng standing in his way, he just found Long Chen annoying.
....
More than a hundred miles outside Daughter City is Taolinguan Pass.
There are cliffs on both sides of Taolin Pass, and there are many peach trees at the foot of the mountain, so it is called Taolin.
This is a very important pass in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and there are defenders inside the pass.
Yingfeng escorted Zhao Min, the governor of Caozhou, to Taolinguan. In the prison car, Zhao Min had his hands and feet shackled, his hair was messy, and he was wearing a bottom layer of clothing. His official uniform had been stripped off.
Yingfeng rode on the horse, glanced at Zhao Min coldly, picked up the water bag and threw it in.
Zhao Min looked at the water bag, slowly reached over, picked it up, pulled out the stopper, and slowly took a sip.
The scorching sun had been scorching him all day, and he was very thirsty, but he didn't really want to drink water.
It doesn't matter what happens to a dying person.
Hundreds of thousands of people starved to death due to embezzlement of disaster relief food in Mozhou. It would be nice to have a good death.
Yingfeng ignored Zhao Min. Seeing the sun setting in the west, she wanted to enter Taolin Pass early. She would rest in the pass tonight and return to Daughter City tomorrow.
The evening mountain breeze blew down from the mountain, bringing some coolness. Yingfeng whipped the whip in his hand and dismounted, speeding up his pace.
Whoosh!
Yingfeng heard the whistle of an arrow and immediately drew his sword and split a shadow, and the arrow was blown away.
"Meet the enemy!"
Yingfeng shouted.
She had already guessed that someone would silence her, and she had been secretly on guard.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh...
A burst of arrows came and several of the escorting soldiers were shot to death. Yingfeng pointed at the prison car and shouted: "Watch the prisoners!"
Several skilled female soldiers immediately surrounded the prison car.
Yingfeng picked up the crossbow on horseback and counterattacked in the direction of the arrow.
Several crossbow arrows were fired, and several men in black fell from the trees.
At this time, dozens of men in black rushed out from both sides of the cliff at the same time. A few of them surrounded Yingfeng, while others intercepted and killed the prison car.
Yingfeng drew out a soft sword tied to his waist and charged towards the assassin.
The assassins used simple knives, which were powerful and heavy, and struck at Yingfeng's head.
When the Pu Dao struck, the soft sword in Yingfeng's hand was like a poisonous snake, bypassing the Pu Dao and burrowing into the assassin's throat.
Phew...
Blood spurted out from the carotid artery, and the assassin died after being hit by the sword.
Within a moment, Yingfeng killed the besieging assassins and returned to the prison car to help.
These female soldiers are not weak. The assassin failed to kill Zhao Min in time and several of them were killed instead.
After Yingfeng joined in, the assassin expected to be unable to kill him, so he turned around and flew up the cliff.
"Don't chase!"
When Yingfeng saw the assassin escaping, he immediately stopped him.
Her mission is to escort Zhao Min, not to chase the assassin.
The fallen soldiers were placed on horses. Yingfeng walked to the prison car and sneered: "Prince Zhao, it seems that someone doesn't want you to live to face the saint."
Zhao Min smiled miserably and said: "I don't care if I die anyway."
Yingfeng sneered, got on his horse and entered Taolin Pass.
I originally planned to rest at Taolinguan for one night, but now Yingfeng changed her mind.
He was intercepted and killed outside the pass, but the soldiers inside the pass did not move.
When Yingfeng escorted Zhao Min back to Beijing, Long Chen was at the Ministry of Industry.
In the main hall, Long Chen held a candle and reviewed documents from the Ministry of Industry.
Zhang Qian sat on the chair behind her and drank tea.
It used to be that Zhang Qian always sat upright or stood upright next to her. Now that the two of them are so familiar with each other, they let go.
"Do you think I need to lose weight? I can't even see my toes."
Zhang Qian stood up and stretched, then looked down at her ridiculously big but not droopy breasts, her sight was blocked.
"No! If you are in perfect condition like this, it won't look good if you lose weight."
Losing weight does not reduce breasts, this is the most important thing.
Zhang Qian actually disliked her big size and wanted to reduce her breasts, but Long Chen would never allow it.
"Hey, it's so annoying. I was born with a big belly and I can't reduce it no matter what."
Zhang Qian played with it a few times in front of Long Chen, making her lively and lively, which made Long Chen dazzled.
"Aren't you afraid of being beaten?"
Long Chen complained.
How many women tried their best to get bigger, how many papayas they ate, but in the end they were still Princess Taiping.
Zhang Qian, on the other hand, despised herself for being too big. She was dying of drought and dying of waterlogging.
"Actually, it's not good to be too big. You have a lot of troubles, and you won't understand even if I tell you."
Zhang Qian sighed, and Long Chen was speechless.
call...
A gust of cold wind blew by, and Zhang Qian stopped in front of Long Chen with a dagger in her hand.
