Done! Your Majesty is going to prostitute me for free!

With a "swish", a piercing cold wind suddenly blew through the Huangji Hall, making people's hearts tremble, as if even the dust in the air was frozen by the sudden coldness. The candlelight hanging high in the hall flickered, reflecting the different expressions of the people in the hall, adding a bit of weirdness and uneasiness.

Tang Xingjia was stunned, his eyes full of disbelief and despair. A moment ago, he was the powerful prime minister of the cabinet, but in the blink of an eye, he was facing the tragic fate of being beheaded and his family destroyed. He stared at Lin Xiaofeng blankly, and the words in his ears were like a bolt from the blue, shaking his mind. He never expected that Lin Xiaofeng, who he once regarded as an ally, would go to this point! Not only to take his life, but also to exterminate his three clans, such a cruel method was beyond his imagination.

Gongsun Yuchun, the commander of the Royal Guard, lowered his head, clenched his fists, and his veins bulged. This was not because of fear, but because of his inner excitement and joy. His Majesty was finally going to take action against these mediocre officials who had harmed the country. This made him feel very happy, as if years of frustration had finally been resolved. He looked up, his eyes flashing with determination. Seeing that the Royal Guards were a little hesitant, he couldn't help but shout angrily: "Are you all deaf? Hurry up and execute them!" There was an unquestionable majesty in his voice.

The Jinyiwei received the order and no longer hesitated. They carried Tang Xingjia out of the palace. Tang Xingjia's mind recovered a little at this moment, but he was completely broken. He had planned everything, but he didn't expect Lin Xiaofeng to do such a decisive thing. He pointed at the ministers, and with the last despair and unwillingness in his voice, he shouted: "My colleagues, I have always been kind to you. Now please lend me a hand!" However, he was only responded with silence and indifference.

Zhang Jinyan, the Minister of War, remained silent. He could not even save himself, so how could he dare to plead for Tang Xingjia? Even if he was innocent, he was unwilling to wade into this muddy water. Tang Xingjia had completely fallen, and now he only had one use left, that is, to become a shield for the emperor's anger. As the saying goes, "It is better to die than to die for a friend", confessing the crime might save his life, but pleading for mercy would definitely bring disaster to himself. He knew this truth better than anyone else.

The ministers looked at each other, hesitant to speak, reluctant to accept, with mixed feelings in their hearts. Normally, some people might kneel down and beg for forgiveness, but today was different. Everyone was weighing their own position and safety, and no one wanted to be the next victim.

Lin Xiaofeng first used the prince's migration to the south to divide the court officials into two factions, which was a very clever move. Those who wanted to go to Nanjing had to rely on the emperor for fear of falling out of favor, while those who stayed were firmly controlled by Lin Xiaofeng for various reasons. When borrowing money, he only selected Tang Xingjia, Zhang Jinyan, Duke of Chengguo Zhu Chunchen, and Minister of Works Cheng Qinghua. Although they were all high-ranking officials, they were not on good terms with each other, which was exactly what Lin Xiaofeng wanted. Tang Xingjia had only been the prime minister for six months, and before he was fully grown, he was removed by Lin Xiaofeng with thundering means.

In order to protect themselves, those ministers who were not named either waited and watched or attached themselves to the emperor. No one dared to easily reveal their true feelings. When Lin Xiaofeng convicted Tang Xingjia, he had already made his attitude clear: You are all guilty, but I can forgive you. As a result, those who were named were isolated and helpless, and became lambs to be slaughtered.

Although many people wanted to plead for Tang Xingjia, they did not dare to speak first. Because the first bird to come out of the water will be shot, and if they plead for mercy at this time, they will definitely be angered by Lin Xiaofeng, and the consequences may be worse than Tang Xingjia's. They could only watch Tang Xingjia being dragged away, their hearts filled with helplessness and fear.

While the ministers were hesitating, Tang Xingjia outside the palace had lost his mind and began to curse: "Zhu Youjian, you are a tyrant! You have been in office for 17 years and have ruined the country and the people! The Ming Dynasty will be destroyed in your hands..." His voice was full of despair and anger, but was ruthlessly interrupted by the Jinyiwei. A moment later, the Jinyiwei came back and reported: "Your Majesty, the cabinet chief Tang Xingjia has been beheaded."

There was a silence in the Imperial Palace, and even the sound of a pin drop could be heard. The ministers felt as if a huge rock was pressing down on their hearts, making it hard for them to breathe. They knew that this was just the beginning, and the real storm was yet to come.

Duke Zhu Chunchen of Chengguo saw that all the ministers were kneeling, and he was the only one standing, which seemed very abrupt. His heart tightened, and he quickly knelt quietly without making any sound. He did not dare to look into Lin Xiaofeng's eyes, and could only lower his head to minimize his presence.

Lin Xiaofeng sneered, his voice full of sarcasm and disdain: "Duke Chengguo, why did you stand up just now?" His eyes seemed to be able to see through everything, making Zhu Chunchen feel unprecedented pressure.

Zhu Chunchen knelt on the ground trembling, and answered in a low voice: "Your Majesty... I want to stop Tang Xingjia." There was a hint of trembling in his voice, for fear that his answer would not satisfy Lin Xiaofeng.

"Ha!" Lin Xiaofeng sneered disdainfully, and in his eyes, Zhu Chunchen was already like a dead man. He knew that these people were fence-sitters, swaying with the wind, and none of them were truly loyal to him. But he didn't care, as long as he held power, these people would obey his orders like puppets.

"The Prime Minister of the Cabinet has been executed. Now the position of Prime Minister is vacant. Do you have anyone to recommend?" Lin Xiaofeng's voice echoed in the hall with an unquestionable majesty.

After the civil and military officials exchanged glances, they all kept silent. They knew that recommending a candidate at this time would undoubtedly touch Lin Xiaofeng's reverse scale, and the slightest mistake would lead to a fatal disaster.

Tang Xingjia was the top scholar selected by Lin Xiaofeng 13 years ago, and was later promoted to the editor of the Hanlin Academy, a sixth-rank official. Lin Xiaofeng entered the cabinet in August of the 16th year, and became the chief minister in February of the 17th year. In four years, he was promoted from the sixth rank to the second rank, and from the cabinet minister to the chief minister within half a year, becoming the fastest promoted minister in the Ming Dynasty, no one else. However, he was also the chief minister with the worst ending in the Ming Dynasty, no one else.

At this time, the position of Prime Minister was more terrifying than a bandit in the eyes of the civil and military officials. They would rather leave the position vacant than touch this hot potato.

Seeing that no one spoke, Lin Xiaofeng suggested: "I want to let Censor Li join the cabinet as the chief minister. What do you think?" There was a hint of unquestionableness in his voice, as if he had already decided on this candidate.

All the ministers heaved a sigh of relief when they heard this proposal. Led by the three cabinet ministers, they all knelt down and replied, "Your Majesty is wise." They knew that at this time, following Lin Xiaofeng's wishes was the wisest choice.

Lin Xiaofeng nodded and looked at everyone's reactions with satisfaction: "From today on, Li Banghua will join the cabinet as the chief minister. Let me consider the vacancies of the Minister of Personnel and the Minister of Rites." There was an unquestionable majesty in his voice, as if he had control of everything.

Tang Xingjia used to be the Minister of Rites, and after Li Yuzhi, the Minister of Personnel, fell ill, Tang Xingjia took on both positions. Now that Tang Xingjia is dead, both positions are vacant. After Lin Xiaofeng looked around the court, he had an idea in mind.

"Minister of War Zhang Jinyan, do you plead guilty?" Lin Xiaofeng's voice suddenly became stern, causing Zhang Jinyan's heart to tremble.

Zhang Jinyan finally heard these words. He fell to the ground and said sadly: "I am guilty, Your Majesty, please show mercy." He knew that he could no longer escape this fate.

"Okay, since you have already pleaded guilty, I will remove you from your position as Minister of War and wait for your decision." There was a hint of unquestionable tone in Lin Xiaofeng's voice.

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zhang Jinyan was relieved to see that Lin Xiaofeng had no intention of pursuing him. He knew that although he had lost his position as Minister of War, at least he had saved his life.

"Starting today, Li Banghua will resign from his post as Censor and be transferred to the position of Minister of War; Cabinet Minister Miao Yikui will be transferred to the position of Minister of Personnel; Cabinet Minister Cheng Qinghua will concurrently serve as Minister of Works and Minister of Rites; Cabinet Minister Shao Shihan will be transferred to the position of Minister of Revenue. What do you think?" Lin Xiaofeng's voice echoed in the hall, with an unquestionable majesty.

"Your Majesty is wise, we will obey your command." Led by the four cabinet ministers, all the civil and military officials knelt down in unison. They knew that at this time they could only obey Lin Xiaofeng's wishes, otherwise they would be killed.

Seeing that no one objected, Lin Xiaofeng also breathed a sigh of relief. Such arrangements all made sense, and he was secretly proud of himself. Li Banghua was good at military affairs, and the position of Minister of War was his. Miao Yikui was loyal and reliable, and was originally the Left Vice Minister of the Ministry of Rites. He had no party background and was suitable for personnel management. Cheng Qinghua was honest and fair, and the Ministry of Works needed money, so his appointment was the most suitable. The Ministry of Rites was dispensable now, and could be arranged at will.

The most critical position was the position of the Ministry of Revenue, and he chose Shao Shihan. Shao Shihan was famous for his integrity, and the Ministry of Revenue needed such a cadre to manage it. The position of the Minister of Revenue had been vacant since the resignation of the former Minister Ni Yuanlu, and the affairs were taken over by the Left Vice Minister Wang Zhengzhi. Now, he finally found the right candidate.

"You all go back to the yamen and do your respective duties without making any mistakes." There was a hint of unquestionable tone in Lin Xiaofeng's voice.

"We obey your order." All the ministers answered in unison, then stood up and left in a hurry. They knew that at this time they could only obey Lin Xiaofeng's wishes, otherwise they would be killed.

"Those who have not been named can leave. The Duke of Xiangcheng, the cabinet and those who have been named must stay." Lin Xiaofeng's voice echoed in the hall, with an unquestionable majesty. He knew that there were more important things to deal with next, and these people had to stay.

The ministers who were not named stood up as if they had been pardoned, kowtowed and left in a hurry. They were filled with both relief and fear. They were relieved that they were not named, but they were afraid of what would happen next. They all knew that the storm in the Imperial Palace had just begun...

Cabinet ministers and Xiangcheng Bo, follow me to the side hall, the rest of you stay here! Wait for Lang Jiwu and Gu Chaosheng to return, and confirm that everything is safe before you can leave. "The emperor's voice echoed in the empty Huangji Hall, with unquestionable majesty. The sunlight shone through the carved window lattices, sprinkling on his dragon robe, and the golden lines flickered in the light and shadow, as if every stitch and thread was woven with supreme power and responsibility.

"Your Majesty, please be magnanimous! I know I have made a mistake." A minister's voice was trembling. He knelt on the ground, his forehead almost touching the cold stone slab, his eyes full of fear and begging. His robe was embroidered with complicated patterns, but it looked a little messy at this moment, as if he was in a panic.

"Your Majesty, considering the merits of my ancestors, I beg Your Majesty to forgive me!" Another minister followed closely and knelt on the ground, with a barely perceptible sob in his voice. He clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles turning white from the force, revealing his inner struggle and unwillingness.

Begging for mercy, Lin Xiaofeng slowly left the Huangji Palace. His steps were steady, and every step seemed to be stepping on the vein of history, feeling the heavy responsibility. When the palace door was about to close, he deliberately said to Gongsun Yuchun: "Gongsun Yuchun."

"I am here!" Gongsun Yuchun responded immediately, his voice firm and powerful, like an unshakable mountain. His figure was upright, his eyes were like torches, and he showed a determination that should not be underestimated.

"Order your men to guard here. Give food to anyone who needs it, give water to anyone who needs it. Anyone who leaves without permission will be executed immediately!" Lin Xiaofeng's orders were stern and resolute. There was an unquestionable light flashing in his eyes, as if he could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

"Yes, sir." Gongsun Yuchun answered respectfully. There was no hesitation in his eyes, only absolute obedience to the emperor's order and adherence to duty.

After leaving the Huangji Palace, Lin Xiaofeng took a deep breath of fresh air. He looked up at the blue sky and thought to himself. In history, I often say that the ministers misled me. I didn't believe it in the past, but now I believe it firmly. He closed his eyes, and pictures emerged in his mind: the intrigues in the court, the greed and corruption of officials, the suffering and wailing of the people... All of this made him feel heartbroken.

"Damn it! I will do what Lin Xiaofeng dare not do! I will kill those who Lin Xiaofeng is unwilling to kill! I will bear the infamy that Lin Xiaofeng is unwilling to bear! I will save the Ming Dynasty that Lin Xiaofeng cannot save!" His heart was filled with lofty ambitions, as if there was a flame burning in his chest, which would burn away all the injustice and darkness.

After the excitement, he quickly regained his composure. He knew that since ancient times, the monarch governed the officials, and the officials governed the people. The people supported the monarch, and the monarch supported the officials. Now, the monarch and the people were extremely poor, and it was self-evident where the money went. He had to find a way out, a way to save the Ming Dynasty and the people.

From this moment on, the court is a battlefield. In all dynasties, emperors have allowed officials to embezzle to a certain extent. This is the way to control people. Human nature is evil. Some are greedy for money, some are lustful, and some are power-hungry. Those who have no desires are dead. He must use the evil desires of these officials and turn them into his blades to raise funds for the Ming Dynasty and protect this land.

After arriving at the side hall, Lin Xiaofeng first summoned Li Banghua. Without waiting for the hall door to close, he went straight to the point: "The bandits are about to attack, the Beijing camp is empty, and the Ministry of War must start recruiting soldiers immediately!" His voice was firm and powerful, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

"As ordered, Your Majesty, the silver..." Li Banghua asked tentatively, with a bit of worry and expectation in his eyes. He knew that the key to recruiting soldiers this time was silver.

"It's true." Lin Xiaofeng answered affirmatively, with a determined light flashing in his eyes, as if he had already seen the future victory.

Li Banghua was relieved, but still had a worried look on his face. He looked up at Lin Xiaofeng. Although his expression was the same, his heart was full of worries. Money, money, money! The Ming Dynasty lacked everything except money. Now that they finally had some money, the bandits were about to arrive at the gates of the city.

"Your Majesty, now that we have the money, should we postpone the confiscation of property? Confiscation of property can only solve the urgent problem temporarily, and it is like drinking poison to quench thirst! Confiscating property at this time is not conducive to defending the city!" Li Banghua suggested, with a hint of urgency and worry in his voice.

"I know what to do. You tell me the plan for recruiting soldiers first." Lin Xiaofeng ordered. His eyes revealed an unquestionable majesty, as if he had seen through everything.

After thinking for a moment, Li Banghua said slowly: "I plan to pay the unpaid wages of the three camps first, and then pay five taels of silver for defending the city. Although these people are not elite, they are quite familiar with firearms and bows and crossbows, better than ordinary people." His voice was steady and powerful, revealing an unquestionable firmness.

"Then, more than a hundred recruitment points will be set up throughout the capital. Young and strong men will be given four taels of silver for defending the city, and older men will be given three taels." He continued, and every word seemed to be carefully considered.

"What do you think, Your Majesty?" he asked, with a look of anticipation and nervousness in his eyes. He knew that the key to this plan lay in the emperor's decision.

Lin Xiaofeng nodded first and then shook his head: "The former is feasible, but the latter recruitment conditions are too harsh. The recruitment conditions should be relaxed this time, and anyone who can hold a brick can be recruited." There was an unquestionable majesty in his voice, as if he had already seen the future battlefield.

Li Banghua's white beard trembled slightly, and he asked in confusion: "Your Majesty, recruiting soldiers has always only been about young and strong men. I'm afraid your conditions are too lenient." There was some confusion and worry in his eyes.

Lin Xiaofeng smiled bitterly and shook his head: "How could I not know? However, the plague is rampant in the capital, and even young and strong people are scarce, let alone the old, young, women and children who can fight?" There was a deep helplessness and regret in his voice, as if he could feel the suffering and helplessness of the people.

Li Banghua raised his head, his sunken eye sockets revealing a complex expression. Yes, the enemies of the Ming Dynasty are not only the bandits, but also the plague, the Qing slaves, corrupt officials... He sighed deeply, as if he wanted to expel all his worries and helplessness. "I...I obey your order." Li Banghua knelt down to receive the order and slowly left the side hall. His figure stretched out in the sunlight, as if carrying a heavy sense of mission.

The next person to be summoned was Miao Yikui. He had just been promoted to the position of Minister of Personnel and was full of energy, as if he wanted to devote all his enthusiasm and energy to this new job.

"Your Majesty!" Miao Yikui shouted excitedly, with a hint of excitement and anticipation in his voice. He knew that this summons must have extraordinary significance.

"You get ready. I plan to restart the Beijing inspection." Lin Xiaofeng said. His voice was steady and powerful, revealing an unquestionable majesty.

Jingcha? Hearing these two words, Miao Yikui's enthusiasm instantly dissipated. The bandits were about to arrive at the city gates, and all civil and military officials should work together to defend the city. Restarting Jingcha at this time would be tantamount to cutting off one's own arm. Moreover, the effect of Jingcha had long been very different from the original intention. Officials used Jingcha to crack down on dissidents, and many officials who were not involved in party disputes had to go along with it in order to protect themselves.

"Your Majesty...Isn't it inappropriate to start the imperial examination now?" Miao Yikui asked cautiously, with some hesitation and worry in his voice. He knew that this decision might trigger a series of chain reactions.

"Are you teaching me what to do?" Lin Xiaofeng asked in a stern tone, his eyes flashing with an unquestionable light, as if he could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

Miao Yikui immediately knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please calm down. I am just discussing the matter at hand." There was a hint of panic and pleading in his voice, as if he could feel the emperor's majesty and inviolable dignity.

Lin Xiaofeng smiled slightly: "Of course I know that it is not appropriate to start the Beijing inspection at this time, so I ordered you to prepare in advance." There was a depth and wisdom in his voice, as if he had already seen the future situation.

Preparation? Miao Yikui looked confused. What does the imperial examination need to prepare? It is nothing more than judging officials' promotion or demotion based on their past performance and the Four Observations and Six Laws. Officials' performance is recorded in the Ministry of Personnel, so there is no need to prepare.

"Your Majesty, please explain!" he asked, with a look of confusion and puzzlement in his eyes. He knew that the key to this decision lay in the emperor's intention.

"Check those who have outstanding political achievements and the officials they recommended for transfer!" Lin Xiaofeng ordered, his voice carrying an unquestionable majesty and determination.

"Submit the list to me after you have sorted it out. It will be useful to me. Remember, this matter must be carried out in secret and must not be leaked." He continued, and every word seemed to be carefully considered.

"Retreat, the Ministry of Personnel is related to the court, you must be careful and cautious." He finally instructed, with a bit of concern and expectation in his eyes. He knew that this decision was crucial to the Ming Dynasty.

"I obey your order." Miao Yikui took the order and stepped back. His figure stretched out in the sunlight, as if carrying a heavy sense of mission. He knew that this mission was both a challenge and an opportunity for him.

The next person to be summoned was Shao Shihan. The job of the Ministry of Revenue was not easy. If it was easy, there wouldn't be five assistant ministers assigned to the Ministry of Revenue, one more than the Ministry of War.

"Shao Shihan, do you know why I asked you to take the job in the Ministry of Revenue?" Lin Xiaofeng asked, with a deep light flashing in his eyes, as if he could see into the deepest secrets of people's hearts.

Shao Shihan was a smart man. He adjusted the black hat on his head and answered seriously: "Your Majesty has a keen eye for talent and is truly a wise ruler." There was a hint of flattery and humility in his voice, as if he wanted to dedicate all the respect and praise to the emperor.

Lin Xiaofeng was stunned for a moment. This flattery not only made the emperor happy but also gilded his reputation. Scholars really have a way. He laughed in his heart, but remained calm on the surface.

"Aren't you afraid that I will punish you for your flattery?" Lin Xiaofeng asked half-jokingly, with a playful gleam in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through Shao Shihan's heart.

In the chaotic times of the late Ming Dynasty, there were many political parties, like a dense jungle, complicated and intricate, and the parties fought openly and secretly, endlessly. The Chu Party was mostly composed of scholars from the Huguang region. They were elegant and good at poetry and songs, and often regarded themselves as literati; the Hui Party brought together many people from the Huai River and Huai River. They were smart and capable, good at business, and had accumulated a rich family fortune; the Zhejiang Party was filled with scholars from Jiangsu and Zhejiang. They were knowledgeable and talented, good at studying, and were a clear stream in the literary world; the Qi Party was mainly composed of people from Shandong. They were generous and good at martial arts, and were fierce generals on the battlefield; and the Jin Party was composed of heroes from Shaanxi and Shanxi. They were resolute and tenacious, not afraid of difficulties, and were the mainstay in the chaotic times.

Behind these parties, without exception, there is the strong support of merchants. Most merchants in Chu are engaged in grain business. They control the granaries in the south and manipulate the fluctuations of grain prices. Hui merchants and Zhejiang merchants started their business by selling salt and tea. They shuttled between rivers, lakes and seas, transported salt and tea from the south to the north, and then transported silk from the north to the south, accumulating a rich family fortune. Qi merchants were engaged in salt and grain business. They colluded with the government and monopolized the trade of salt and grain, and their business was booming. The business of Shanxi merchants was even more spread all over the world. They sold salt, transported grain, and sold minerals. They could be seen wherever there was border trade. They rode tall camels, crossed deserts and grasslands, transported silk and tea from the Central Plains to the Western Regions, and then transported jewelry and spices from the Western Regions back to the Central Plains.

Officials colluded with merchants, merchants paved the way for officials, and officials paved the way for merchants. They depended on each other, used each other, and wove a huge power network together. However, these people ate the food and drank the water of the Ming Dynasty, but they cursed the emperor of the Ming Dynasty. They really deserved to die. They were like a group of termites, corroding the body of the Ming Dynasty, making this great country shaky in the wind and rain.

Lin Xiaofeng stared at Shao Shihan with a sharp gaze, and asked in a deep voice: "I heard that you have close contacts with people from the Chu Party. Is this true?" His voice was low and powerful, as if it could penetrate people's hearts. Upon hearing this, Shao Shihan immediately knelt on the ground and replied in panic: "Your Majesty, although I am from Huguang, I can't help but be partial to my fellow countrymen in private. Although I have contacts with people from the Chu Party, I have not participated in the party struggle. I hope Your Majesty will understand." His voice trembled, revealing his inner fear and anxiety.

Lin Xiaofeng walked forward, patted Shao Shihan's shoulder gently, and said, "I know this, otherwise I would not have promoted you to head the Ministry of Revenue." His voice became softer, as if a loving father was comforting his child. Shao Shihan raised his head and looked at Lin Xiaofeng gratefully, with a warm current in his heart. He knew that he had gained the emperor's trust.

"The salt tax system proposed by the Chu Party has made the salt merchants in Lianghuai, Jiangsu and Zhejiang very profitable." Lin Xiaofeng sighed, "On the other hand, the court loses more than one million taels of silver every year in salt tax alone. What the Chu Party did was what the Hui Party wanted to do but failed to do!" His voice was full of helplessness and anger. He knew very well that the struggles between these parties would eventually lead to the decline of the Ming Dynasty.

"I have seen people who harm others for their own benefit, but I have never seen anyone who harms others without benefiting himself." Lin Xiaofeng shook his head and continued, "Oh, let's not talk about it anymore. Let's talk about what's happening at hand first." His words revealed a kind of fatigue and helplessness, as if it was a deep sigh for this chaotic world.

Shao Shihan blinked his eyes, and understood what Lin Xiaofeng meant. He knew that the emperor was testing him to see if he could become a truly capable minister. "Your Majesty, the capital is in urgent need of help, and I want to allocate all this money to the Ministry of War to calm the troops." He said tentatively. However, Lin Xiaofeng shook his head, "Allow 1.2 million taels to the Ministry of War, and the remaining 300,000 to the Ministry of Works." "Your Majesty's move..." Shao Shihan hesitated. He was full of doubts and confusion, and didn't understand why the emperor made such a decision.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask." Lin Xiaofeng said calmly, "I obey your order." Shao Shihan's heart trembled, and he immediately understood the emperor's intention. He knew that he couldn't ask more questions and could only do what the emperor ordered. So he replied respectfully, "I obey your order."

Looking at Shao Shihan's departing back, Lin Xiaofeng's mouth curled up into a cold smile. He knew that it didn't matter whether Shao Shihan was a member of the Chu Party or not. What mattered was that if he was close to the Chu Party, he would be a member of the Chu Party in the eyes of others. Once his policies violated the interests of his party, his party would think that the Chu Party was going to war against them. At that time, the parties would fight each other, and the emperor would reap the benefits. Shao Shihan was a smart man and would definitely act according to his ideas. Lin Xiaofeng was secretly proud in his heart, as if he had already seen the future victory.

After Shao Shihan left, Cheng Qinghua walked into the side hall. Although he was nearly sixty years old, he walked briskly, his eyes were bright, and his back was straight. The years had left traces on his face, but they could not hide his inner tenacity and determination. He walked to the dragon throne with a worried look on his face, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I, Cheng Qinghua, pay my respects to you!" His voice was loud and powerful, revealing an unyielding spirit.

Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said, "Minister Fan, don't take what I said in the court to heart." His voice was gentle and kind, as if an old friend was comforting his best friend. Cheng Qinghua felt a warm current in his heart, and he knew that the emperor cared about him. So he replied gratefully, "It is a great pleasure in my life that I can participate in killing the Wei thieves!" His voice was slightly excited, revealing his inner excitement and joy.

"I have two things for you to do. I wonder if Minister Fan is still available?" Lin Xiaofeng asked. His voice revealed a kind of expectation and trust, as if he was asking an old friend if he could do him a favor. Cheng Qinghua bowed and said, "Your Majesty, let alone two things, even if it's twenty or two hundred, I can help you solve your worries." His voice was firm and powerful, revealing an unyielding fighting spirit and determination.

"Okay!" Lin Xiaofeng raised his voice and said, "I want to give you the post of Governor of the Beijing Camp." As soon as he said this, Cheng Qinghua looked at Lin Xiaofeng in surprise. He knew the importance of the post of Governor of the Beijing Camp, and he also knew that this position had always been held by nobles. He was full of doubts and puzzlement, and didn't understand why the emperor wanted to give this position to him.

"Your Majesty, the bandits are coming, so I will not refuse." Cheng Qinghua said in a deep voice. He knew that this was a critical moment for the survival of the Ming Dynasty, and he could not refuse the emperor's appointment. So he firmly accepted the position and was ready to fight to the end to defend the Ming Dynasty.

"Don't employ someone you doubt, and don't doubt someone you employ. Minister Fan, go ahead and do it. I fully support you." Lin Xiaofeng's words revealed a kind of trust and expectation, as if he was cheering for a general who was about to go to war. Cheng Qinghua was filled with lofty sentiments and ambitions. He knew that he could not let down the emperor's trust and support. So, he knelt on the ground with tears in his eyes and kowtowed earnestly, expressing his gratitude and loyalty to the emperor.

"Well, Minister Fan is old, so there is no need to be bound by etiquette." Lin Xiaofeng personally walked to Cheng Qinghua and reached out to help him up. His movements were gentle and powerful, as if he was helping an old friend who was about to fall. Cheng Qinghua's heart was filled with gratitude and warmth, and he knew that the emperor cared for him and loved him.

"Before I talk about the second thing, I would like to ask about two people: Jiao Xu and Tang Ruowang." Lin Xiaofeng's words revealed a sense of mystery and expectation, as if he was asking an old friend if he knew the names of these two people. Although Cheng Qinghua was old, he had a good memory. After a little thought, he said: "Jiao Xu, a native of Ningguo, Nanzhili, is currently a deputy minister of the Ministry of Works; Tang Ruowang is a Westerner, currently the director of the Ministry of Works, and he and Jiao Xu jointly developed firearms." His voice was clear and powerful, revealing a kind of understanding and concern for these two people.

"Okay, in an hour you and the two of them will go to the Wuzi Library to wait for me. I have something important to discuss with you!" Lin Xiaofeng's words revealed a kind of expectation and mystery, as if he was inviting an old friend to an important party. Cheng Qinghua began to wonder why the emperor summoned these two people, and he didn't know what important matter the emperor wanted to discuss with them. However, he knew that he couldn't ask too much and could only do what the emperor ordered. So he bowed and left, ready to go to the Wuzi Library to wait for Jiao Xu and Tang Ruowang to arrive according to the emperor's instructions.

At this time, there were only two people left outside the palace. "Guo Tianyang, let the Earl of Xiangcheng come in." Lin Xiaofeng's words revealed a kind of majesty and expectation, as if he was summoning an important general to come to discuss matters. Guo Tianyang immediately took the order and left. After a while, he hurried into the hall with the Earl of Xiangcheng, Jin Yaozhong.

Jin Yaozhong walked into the hall in a strong and powerful step. He was tall and strong, and his muscles made his court dress round. He was full of energy and gave people an inexplicable sense of security. However, Lin Xiaofeng was not fooled by his appearance. He knew that Jin Yaozhong in history was eloquent, but as a military general, he was not good at leading troops in battle or making plans. He was a person who was loyal but incompetent.

Jin Yaozhong came to the side hall and knelt down to salute, saying, "Long live the emperor." His voice was loud and powerful, revealing a kind of awe and loyalty to the emperor. Lin Xiaofeng smiled and said, "No need to be polite, just stand up." His voice was gentle and kind, as if he was talking to an old friend.

Jin Yaozhong stood up, his dark face full of anxiety. As the governor of the Beijing Camp, he knew the strength of his troops very well. Among the 40,000 people, half of them had never touched a gun. Although guns are standard equipment of the Shenji Camp, according to the rules, the soldiers of the Beijing Camp have to be proficient in using guns in their training. How can such soldiers with weak combat power defend? He said with a sad face: "Your Majesty, I am guilty. The three major camps of the capital are undermanned and weak in combat power. As the governor of the Beijing Camp, I have an unshirkable responsibility." His voice was full of self-blame and helplessness.

Jin Yaozhong looked solemn and resolute, and every mark of time on his face seemed to speak of loyalty and tenacity. He bent down deeply, his back looking both humble and resolute, and said respectfully to His Majesty: "I am willing to work with Your Majesty to defend the capital and resist the bandits. As for assisting the prince, please choose another capable person!" After that, he kowtowed solemnly, and that action contained unquestionable determination.

Lin Xiaofeng smiled, and there was a hint of fatigue and depth in his smile. He said slowly: "Marquis Xiangcheng, my words are orders, not discussions. You should go back home quickly and pack up, and set off tonight." His eyes passed through the magnificent palace, as if he had penetrated the barriers of time and space and saw the changes in the future.

"After arriving in Nanjing, you must assist the prince with all your heart and soul." Lin Xiaofeng's voice was low and powerful, and every word sounded like a carefully crafted oath.

Jin Yaozhong raised his head, his thoughts were like flying snowflakes, and countless ideas flashed through his mind in an instant. Is this true or false? Although he had doubts in his heart, he had figured it out in a moment. Recalling the scene when Lin Xiaofeng conferred him the title of Prince Taibao on November 19, the sixteenth year, the glory and responsibility at that time seemed to be still in front of him. Which of the official positions in the Eastern Palace, the Prince's Grand Tutor, the Grand Preceptor, and the Grand Protector, is not responsible for teaching the prince? The Grand Tutor is responsible for teaching culture, the Grand Preceptor is responsible for teaching martial arts, and the Grand Protector is responsible for guarding the safety of the prince, which is a heavy responsibility. Although this is only an honorary title and there is no actual position, when assisting the prince, they will definitely be the first to think of. Thinking of this, Jin Yaozhong no longer hesitated, knelt on the ground, took the order with both hands, and said in a firm voice: "Your Majesty, I accept the order and thank you!"

"Well, let's step back. The mission on this trip to Nanjing is arduous, and we will have to rely on Xiangcheng Bo on the road." There was an imperceptible warmth and expectation in Lin Xiaofeng's words.

"I will never let your majesty down." Jin Yaozhong's voice was loud and clear, and his eyes were shining with determination and loyalty.

After Jin Yaozhong left, Lin Xiaofeng sat exhaustedly on the dragon chair, as if all his strength had been drained away, leaving only fatigue and loneliness. He closed his eyes and sorted out his thoughts. The Ming Dynasty is like a tangled thread, which must be carefully unraveled to remain intact. Otherwise, history will repeat itself! Now he does not expect the ministers to take the initiative to do anything. If he wants to guard the capital, he must act according to his strategy. In history, Lin Xiaofeng caused the Ming Dynasty to lose its elite troops. Now, he must skillfully use these old, weak, sick and disabled soldiers to resist the bandits. Somehow, it seems that God is guiding him.

"Come in!" Lin Xiaofeng's voice echoed in the empty hall, carrying an irresistible majesty.

Guo Tianyang pushed the door open carefully and saw Lin Xiaofeng leaning on the dragon chair in an exaggerated manner. He thought he was taking a rest and wanted to stop, but was stopped by Lin Xiaofeng.

"Your Majesty, the silver behind the Hall of Mental Cultivation has been counted. Here is the account book. Please take a look." Guo Tianyang said self-reproachfully, secretly regretting that he had disturbed the emperor's rest.

Lin Xiaofeng took the account book and glanced at it sharply. Forty thousand silver ingots, each weighing fifty taels; one thousand gold ingots, each weighing twenty taels. A total of about two million two hundred thousand taels. This wealth was enough to support his next plan.

"Send 1.5 million taels to the Ministry of Revenue, and deposit the rest in the Qianqing Palace." Lin Xiaofeng's voice was calm and decisive.

"Qian Qianqing Palace?" Guo Tianyang's already dull mind was now filled with doubts. According to convention, these silver coins should be sent to the inner treasury. Although it was the emperor's private property and could be used at will, the income and expenditure of the inner treasury were strictly supervised, so there was no need to worry about corruption and theft.

"Yes, the rest will be stored in the Qianqing Palace, and another 40,000 taels will be taken out from the treasury and stored together." Lin Xiaofeng's voice was filled with unquestionable majesty. (End of this chapter)