After returning home, the Crown Princess can no longer hide her vest!

As soon as Hong Huachou, the third-grade imperial censor, walked out of the procession, all the officials could not help but roll their eyes silently.

The old man is not tall, has a swarthy and old-fashioned face, and has a neatly trimmed goat's beard.

As soon as he makes a move, something bad will happen, and someone will inevitably be violently impeached next.

The emperor's head was pounding, and as expected, the old man opened his mouth and started spewing, "Your Majesty! I want to impeach Tong Anbo for not being strict with his children, and for committing crimes. He tried to burn down a street in Yongtai, and almost caused a catastrophe!"

The emperor tried to be as gentle as possible, "But I just heard what Jing Zhaoyin said that Tong Anbo's son died at the intersection of Xishi Street a few days ago."

"Although Mr. Shen was ordered to die by the Palace of Hell, the mistakes he had committed before could not be dismissed lightly. As the saying goes, a son pays his debt to his father! This matter should be borne by Tong Anbo. If Tong Anbo is dissatisfied, the old minister You can argue with him in court."

The ministers looked at the old guy silently.

Mr. Hong has always been upright, and if he catches something trivial, he will just sneeze at him!

Last time, an official accidentally bumped into a small vendor's stall when he was parading through the streets, and he was impeached wildly. As a result, the emperor fined him half a year's salary and spent three days in solitary confinement...

The fines and other matters were all trivial matters. The main reason was that he was embarrassed in front of his colleagues and was so angry that he became ill for half a month.

Now that Mr. Hong has grabbed the pigtails of the Anbo Mansion, it is really bad.

Although Tong Anbo had a title, he did not have a rank above fourth rank and was not allowed to attend the small court meeting, so the emperor had no choice but to send someone to summon him.

Taking advantage of this time, the emperor asked the Ministry of Household Affairs to talk about various arrangements for this autumn and winter.

Ge Tu, the minister of household affairs, stepped forward and talked about the projects of the household department for the second half of the year with a dead face.

As he was talking, the topic changed and it inexplicably came to Weizhou Prefecture's relief for the displaced people.

Talking about the amount of silver taels spent on disaster relief, Mu Shizi withdrew nearly 10,000 taels from the Ministry of Household Affairs. Excluding food, the amount of silver alone was more than 10,000 taels.

At this time, Liu Deng, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, also had a hypocritical face and submitted a list stating that the Ministry of Revenue had originally allocated three thousand taels and how much rice and grain according to the holy will. Later, the prince repeatedly urged him to do so, and how much he had withdrawn from the Ministry of Revenue. How much money.

Liu Deng, the Minister of Household Affairs, also said, "I don't know how the money was spent, how it was spent, or whether it was spent on the victims of the Weizhou Prefecture."

All the ministers felt that today was extremely difficult.

Hong Hua, the imperial envoy, could just go around and target people, but this household department was up to no good and suddenly jumped out to target the heir apparent of the Xuanping Hou Mansion.

The emperor's six sons, except for the three stubborn sons who claimed to be ill and did not come to court, the others 1, 2, 4, 5 and 6 were all present and stood in rows on the left column.

Prince Pingkang and Crown Prince Xuanpinghou were standing behind the princes.

Seeing Hubu firing at Prince Xuanpinghou, they all looked sideways at him.

Prince Pingkang even winked at him happily.

The Crown Prince raised his head expressionlessly, but before he could speak, the mighty general Zhao Ban, who was standing third among the generals, couldn't help but choked, "The Crown Prince has dragged his sick body back and forth in Weizhou Mansion for the past few days. . After that, your household department was angry and said, “I don’t know where the money is going?”

"Then why didn't your Ministry of Household Affairs take the initiative to take over the disaster relief? When His Majesty asked, why didn't you let go of a single P!"

"General Zhao, you have lost your manners in front of the palace!" Liu Deng, the Minister of Household Affairs, was very angry, "How can you be so rude!"

"I, Lao Zhao, say whatever you want, your Majesty knows best! I have always had this temper for forty years, unlike you stinky fellows who always bite the bullet and set traps for my colleagues! Wait until the court has something to do or goes to the battlefield. , the bento turtle is nothing!”

"you!"

"Okay." Seeing that the ministers were about to quarrel again, the emperor quickly shouted silence and glanced at Mu Zhao, "Huai Zhike has something to say." Mu Zhao nodded and stepped forward, "I have the account books. As proof, please attach the signatures of tens of thousands of people for your Majesty to read."

Everyone looked at the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance silently again.

Why did you say you provoked him?
With his IQ, Liu Deng is no match for him out of ten or eight, right?

He also alluded to others enriching their own pockets and seeking disaster relief funds. Why are you so shameless?

The chief eunuch Fudexiao hurriedly walked down the imperial steps, his eyelids twitching as he watched the prince take out four account books one after another from his arms, and there were two more hidden in his sleeves.

Prince Pingkang almost fainted from laughter.

This Mu Huaizhi is really a bastard with white skin and black sesame seeds.

I really don’t know if he was sure that someone would attack him today, or if he went to Umrah meetings several times in a row and brought these account books with him every time, just waiting for someone to attack him...

The emperor flipped through the account books with a serious look on his face.

The account books are written clearly and clearly, and you can see that nearly ten thousand silver coins and how much grain were withdrawn from the household department three times in a row.

How much food was distributed to the victims and how much money was used to treat illnesses and buy medicines as gifts to the victims were all evidenced by fingerprints. Each thumbprint was different in size and depth, making it impossible to forge at a glance.

The emperor threw the account book into the face of the Minister of Accounts.

"See for yourself."

"Do you think the Crown Prince will not do practical things in Weizhou Mansion? It turns out that the Crown Prince himself paid more than 5,000 taels as a supplement!"

All detailed records, total income and total expenditure are clearly visible. Anyone who is not a fool can understand such a well-organized account book!
Mu Huaizhi glanced at the pale-faced Liu Deng and Ge Tu, saluted and said, "Your Majesty, the disaster relief issue can be solved quickly and satisfactorily this time, thanks to the help of the daughter of the Su family, Linlang."

"Not only did she personally treat the people in the city, she even smoothed the shipping traffic on Jiangnan Road. In addition to transferring grain from the south to the north, she also helped to keep the account books clear."

The emperor greatly appreciated it and asked the Ministry of Household Affairs to do the calculation and return all the money the prince had given him.

The Minister of the Ministry of Finance made a mistake and returned to his column in dejection, lowering his head and saying no more.

The upright Master Hong, on the other hand, tilted his neck and glared coldly at the Secretary of the Ministry of Finance, "Master Liu, don't think that everyone is as greedy for money as you are. In the future, before you understand the matter, don't make nonsense of others! Mu Shizi is upright and upright. How can I allow you to make false accusations at will?"

Everyone was almost amused by him.

My heart says that when it comes to trolling people, you, Mr. Hong, trolled more than anyone else! If you claim to be number two in the government, no one will dare to be number one.

The emperor allocated a lot of rewards to the Xuanping Hou Mansion as a reward, and finally settled this little turmoil.

There was a servant in that room who came to report, and Amber and I were already waiting outside the hall.

The emperor then coldly asked Tong Anbo to come in and ask questions.

As soon as Mr. Hong saw Tong Anbo, he immediately started to complain without saying a word.

From the burning of a street to the spraying of flames with Mrs. Amber, she falsely accused the victim, leaving the victim with no way to ask for help. He could only ask his grandfather to sue grandma and ask someone to write a petition.

After slandering the Tongan Bo Mansion and then the Jingzhao Mansion for not doing anything, blah blah blah, turning a blind eye to the sufferings of others.

Finally, the victim was named, and it was Miss Linlang of the Su Mansion who was praised repeatedly by His Majesty just now. (End of chapter)