His Royal Highness, he is plotting against me

Chapter 258 The nephew's uncle

Mr. Zheng immediately ordered someone to go to Qingzhou himself.

Verify tax credit.

After preliminary verification, the tax silver sent by Qingzhou was indeed 20 taels of silver.

Mr. Zheng asked someone to bring back the ledger from Qingzhou, and match it with the ledger from the Ministry of Accounts.

The truth is clear at a glance.

This time, Zao Chao exploded the pot.

His Majesty the Emperor was furious: "So Zheng Aiqing means that the 10 taels of silver was intercepted by King Yi?"

What a good son he is!
Even the father and mother's mountain silver is not spared!

King Yi knelt on the ground and cried out:
"Father! My son is wronged!"

"Master Huan is in charge of the Ministry of Accounting, and even if my son has the ability to surpass the sky, he can't tamper with the accounts of the Ministry of Accounting!"

"Besides, my son is a majestic prince with countless fiefs, and he can't even covet the court's tax money! What's more... what's more, the account books of the Ministry of Households and the receipts of the Ministry of Industry match up. For this reason, guarding oneself and stealing?"

Hubu was bitten.

Lord Huan also stood up: "His Royal Highness Yi Wang speaks carefully!"

"Your Majesty has learned from you that I have been in charge of the household department for many years and have not made any mistakes. It is absolutely impossible for such a thing to happen!"

The other veterans felt strangely that what His Royal Highness Yi Wang said was inexplicably familiar.

Ah!
Years ago, when the Wang family was involved in manipulating the Jiangnan Salt Fields and embezzling salt profits, did they seem to say the same thing?

That person is a dignified uncle, from a noble family, and this is a dignified prince.

But the Qing noble family not only embezzled salt and profit for many years, used the Langya branch to manipulate the Jiangnan officialdom, and even dared to murder His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...

So next, all the ministers looked at King Yi who was kneeling on the ground and complained, and their eyes changed.

And His Majesty the Emperor looked at his son and confidant ministers kneeling in front of the palace, frowning.

"I naturally trust Huan Aiqing's character and ability."

King Yi: ...

So his own son is not trustworthy anymore?
King Yi felt bitter.

Zheng Yuan, this old man, doesn't play cards according to routine.

As soon as Father returned to Beijing, he revealed the matter, leaving him no time to prepare.

The money was taken away.

But it wasn't him.

He is a son, no matter how rich he is, he can't be greedy for his father's mountain silver!
Uncle has screwed him up this time!
The people from the household department were inserted by him, and he couldn't clean up the matter no matter what.

Originally, after he found out, he immediately thought about making up for the money without anyone noticing, but he didn't expect Zheng Yuan to be so fast.

It is reckoned that if the father and the others had not just returned yesterday, that person would have sued him yesterday.

Zheng Yuan: Humph!That's right.

In my life, the old man hated the use of power for personal gain and corrupt officials.

But His Majesty the Emperor couldn't just convict his son so easily.

At any rate, it was his own son. This son looked quite clever when he was a child, but he has become more and more dizzy over the years.

But 10 taels of silver, say more or less.

How poor is his son?
The emperor said: "At the Dali Temple, check the accounts of the Ministry of Households and the Ministry of Industry. From now on, King Yi will confine himself to the palace and not go out without an edict."

Master Qing Zhuang of Dali Temple stepped forward, "I accept the order."

But King Yi sat on the ground with a slumped face, but he was relieved in his heart.

After checking the accounts, Mr. Zhuang will definitely find out that the Ministry of Industry is short of 10 taels of silver this year. The matter of withholding tax money has nothing to do with him, but it has nothing to do with it.

At that time, I will inevitably be reprimanded or fined, but it is better than being accused of withholding money from Shanling.

Thinking of this, King Yi hated his own uncle Wu Qiao in his heart.

If he had said earlier that he was greedy for money and couldn't make up for the shortage of the Ministry of Industry, he would have to make up for him anyway!

What kind of thing is it to use his hands to install people in the household registration department, and to change the accounts under Mr. Huan's nose?
Right now, I can only die as a fellow Taoist, and if my uncle does something wrong, he must bear the corresponding consequences.

At this moment, King Yi didn't know that his uncle dug this hole for him for a long time.

Seeing that there is no hope of competing for the throne, King Yi can only be an idle prince for the rest of his life.

Even after a few years when His Majesty abdicated, King Yi could only take his mother and concubine back to the fief. If there were no important matters, it would be impossible for him to return to Shangjing in this lifetime.

The Wu family is a second-rate family, originally relying on the Li family, and later relying on the concubine Li and the grown-up King Yi.

They managed to take root in the capital from the poor and remote place in Longxi, and let them go back, how could the Wu family be willing?

But what if you are not reconciled?So it's a good idea to earn more.

Taking advantage of His Majesty's southern tour, the prince is not there.

Wu Qiao's heart grew bigger.

From the beginning of the construction of the Grand Canal, the millions of taels of silver are spent like flowing water!
But in those few years, the East Palace kept a close eye on it, and the accounts of entry and exit were all handled by special personnel, so Wu Qiao had no chance.

It's different now. Since the opening of the Grand Canal, people from the East Palace have withdrawn from the Ministry of Industry one after another, and the Ministry of Industry is finally controlled by Wuqiao again.

The canal had been dug, but the docks in the north still needed to be supervised by the Ministry of Industry. Wu Qiao changed his mind and moved the money allocated from above.

With the help of his nephew, he stuffed people into the household department two months in advance, just to find a chance to make a big ticket.

King Yi thought his uncle was trying to let him take advantage of the Prince's absence to deploy more of his own manpower, but he didn't refuse.

It has to be said that King Yi and Concubine Li are worthy of being mother and son.

They both thought the same thing, before His Majesty abdicated, the more bargaining chips they had in hand, the more protection they would have.

Unexpectedly, Wu Qiao came here to make money from the very beginning.

Wu Qiao didn't expect that, before the money was warmed up, something would happen.

It's not hard to check.

Master Zhuang spent two days, and the ins and outs of the whole matter were before His Majesty's case.

His Majesty the Emperor was furious and laughed back:

"Okay! He is really my good son! He is as stupid as a pig!"

"There's also the Wu family, who can't stand on the stage, and has such shallow eyesight that even my son dares to fool him!"

In a word, my son is no more, and it is not something you rascals can cheat.

Neither can my uncle!

In the end, Wu Qiao was just dismissed from office.

This is the result of Concubine Li kneeling in the imperial study for three days, begging and begging.

After all, beheading is not an exaggeration for embezzling Shanling silver.

But it's not impossible to do this.

After all, it was the woman who had been with him for so many years and gave birth to him a silly son.

The stupid son was almost cheated by his uncle this time, and His Majesty the Emperor unconsciously regarded the stupid son as one of his own, so his heart softened for a moment.

Wu Qiao was charged with embezzling public funds and was beaten to the end.

Empress Li didn't expect that such a big surprise would be waiting for her just after she returned to Beijing.

She cried and couldn't believe it: "How could your uncle do such a thing! Didn't he push you into the fire pit?"

"The family didn't talk about the lack of money, but he told us. Now it's all right. If you lose your official position, what will we mother do?"

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