The Unruly Princess: Regent, please hug me

Chapter 40 A Batch of Weapons Missed
"You think that if you plead guilty now, you can be exonerated from your guilt."

Mo Yan looked at the records he submitted. In the past few years, he hadn't actually inspected the weapons once, and they were all empty records.

And he, the minister of the Ministry of War, saw such a record without any doubts, and even stamped his official seal on it, very bold!

"Your Highness, I know that the crime deserves ten thousand deaths. I don't expect you to be spared the responsibility of the crime. Please, Your Highness, let the minister take the crime and make meritorious service."

It's too much to say, but the Minister of the Ministry of War can only treat himself as a piece of wood at this time. Over the years, his position as the Minister of the Ministry of War has been stabilized, so he is naturally not as diligent as before.

Moreover, sometimes they will throw their own affairs to the people below. Obviously, the people below have not done their best.

However, he didn't dare to speak out about this matter at all, because it was his fault to speak out. What he, the minister, had to do, let the people below do it, and now he wants the people below to take the blame. Come out, I'm afraid there is no need to ask for mercy, and a serious prison meal will be waiting for him.

"You still want to make meritorious deeds. You have done nothing in the past few years, but just sat in the position of minister. I heard that since you became the minister, you have received a lot of precious calligraphy and paintings. You have regarded the military department as your own and placed it in A lot of useless people went in."

The Ministry of War is in charge of the military, and it is normal to want to insert some useless people into the army. Even the Ministry of War has placed a lot of idlers.

"Your Highness, my minister..."

The Minister of the Ministry of War had nothing to say, and said that as long as he was targeted by the regent, he would have to peel off his skin if he didn't die. He felt that the skin he was wearing was slowly being peeled off.

When Shen Qiqi came, someone from the Ministry of War came here again, Qingcheng saw that the Minister of the Ministry of War was still inside, so he led her into the side hall to rest.

"People from the Ministry of War."

Shen Qiqi pointed to the official who came in with a bowed waist, who seemed to be the person in charge of the weapon arsenal.

"The Minister of the Ministry of War is still staying in the room. It seems that he has not finished talking. Your Highness, please wait here for a while."

Qingcheng felt that if the situation of Minister of War was not resolved, His Highness might not have time to see the princess.

Shen Qiqi knew that the top priority today was the matter of the Ministry of War. Sure enough, not long after she sat down, she heard the sound of things being thrown in the room.

"Your Highness, please sit here for a while."

After Qingcheng heard the voices inside the room, he quickly left here, opened the door softly and entered the study.

The Minister of the Ministry of War, who was still standing, was kneeling on the cold ground with the officials who delivered the records. They hung their heads and looked pale, as if they were about to die.

"A batch of weapons disappeared. Where did they go? Did they be taken out of the capital? You don't know all of this. What exactly are the heads on your necks used for?"

On the weapon record book, Mo Yan looked at the record with sharp eyes like a sharp sword. A batch of good weapons disappeared, and there were swords and arrows. This was not the first time.

I don't understand the thoughts of the people who got these weapons out, but the only thing that can be understood is that the military department needs to be cleaned up.

The atmosphere in the room was cold and full of pressure. The sweat on the faces of the Minister of War and the officials fell to the ground, and they dared not wipe them with their hands or blink their eyes.

Hearing the regent's questioning, they were also afraid in their hearts. These weapons might have been transported out of the city and given to some people who wanted to rebel.

It is also possible that someone in the Ministry of War has the audacity to exchange these weapons for money, because they have not been counted for so many years, even if they want to find out who shipped them out, I am afraid it is no different from finding a needle in a haystack.

Half an hour later, the Minister of the Ministry of War was helped out, while the officials in charge of the arsenal walked behind dragging their heavy legs with blank eyes.

"What's going on here?"

Shen Qiqi looked at their expressions as if they were dead parents, and asked Yue Ling who was standing beside her.

"This, the servants don't know, it must be something serious!"

Yue Ling replied with a puzzled look on his face, if something big hadn't happened, how could Shangshu of the Ministry of War have such an expression.

"Indeed, it seems that something bigger than the accident of weapons in the arsenal really happened."

Shen Qiqi reacted quickly, it seems that the Ministry of War has found out some other things, after the weapons are made, there are big things going on!

The Ministry of War is really going to be cold this time, and the Minister of the Ministry of War is so frightened, let alone other officials of the Ministry of War.

"Your Highness, my Highness invites you in."

The expression on Qingcheng's face was calm, as if he didn't see the bears of Shangshu and the others.

When Shen Qiqi stepped into the study, she felt that the atmosphere just now hadn't disappeared. She saw Mo Yan looking at the book spread out on the table with a cold face.

"Mo Yan, I have already drawn a new type of weapon, do you want to take a look, or you should eat first."

"Several batches of weapons are missing from the armory."

Mo Yan pursed his lips tightly, raised his head and said something lightly.

"What, the people in the Ministry of War have lost their brains, why did they lose their weapons? Could it be that someone with bad intentions got the weapons out."

Shen Qiqi's mind had already automatically played a series of plots of rebellion and treason for money.

Sure enough, the young emperor is such a sad reminder that the emperor Xiao Jijing is still growing up, he is still a small flower bud, and it will take some time until he grows up to bloom.

It's just that during this period of time, there will always be people who want to fool around, and there are still people who want to make money.

"You also understand the seriousness of this matter, why some people don't understand it."

Mo Yan sighed softly, whoever heard this matter knew that it was serious enough to need a thorough investigation.

"No, what do you mean? Do you think I'm not as smart as others? Mo Yan, do you want to quarrel?"

Shen Qiqi felt that she was very smart, but sometimes she didn't bother to show such smartness.

"It's just a joke, bring the weapon map!"

Mo Yan didn't argue with her, stood up and walked in front of her, took the weapon map in his hand, took a cursory look, and fell in love with it.

This weapon...

"How did you draw such a weapon?"

"I saw it in a miscellaneous book. I found it interesting at the time and wrote it down. How about it? Is the painting really good? I have improved it a lot. As long as I make it, it will be very lethal."

Shen Qiqi felt that after this weapon was made, it could instantly kill the enemy's arrows in the future. After all, this weapon could be shot repeatedly, but the enemy's arrows were still drawn by themselves.

Mo Yan is also familiar with all kinds of miscellaneous books, but he has never seen such a weapon, but he has heard that such a weapon has appeared before, but the books recorded were destroyed later.

The reason is that the person who designed this weapon felt that such a weapon would hurt the world and the lethality was too great, but in the eyes of those in power like Mo Yan and others, having the means to protect themselves is the real reality.

(End of this chapter)