Empress please be more ruthless

Chapter 70 Coping
Chu Tianmo stared deeply at Song Qingtong. He didn't want to alarm Song Qingtong at first, but now that she knew about it, he had to tell the truth: "Your Majesty, don't worry about the matter of Yinliang, Lin Kuang is already urging everyone to The procuratorate is investigating officials who are suspected of corruption and breaking the law. Once it is verified that the family property has been confiscated, 200 corrupt officials are currently investigating, and it is estimated that [-] million taels of silver can be confiscated."

Song Qingtong glanced at Chu Tianmo with condensed eyebrows, and looked at the ministers of civil and military affairs in the court. How many people are as clean-sleeved as Chu Tianmo Lin Kuang?If the investigation continues like this, it will inevitably cause turmoil in the court, and the courtiers will be panicked. If Li Gong takes the opportunity to win her over and give her a coup d'état in the entire palace, it will be enough for her to drink a pot, and it will affect her whole body. She must be more cautious.

Folding his hands under the sleeves of the robe, Song Qingtong murmured: "Father Xiang, let the corrupt officials go first, let me think about it."

Chu Tianmo naturally knew Song Qingtong's worries. When Lin Kuang brought it up, he hesitated for a while, but there is no better solution right now.

While talking, Lin Kuang and Qi Zhenzhi also arrived. After saluting, Song Qingtong asked them to sit down.Glancing at Lin Kuang, she asked, "The bank has closed down and the people are making trouble. Does Lin Aiqing have a good plan?"

Lin Kuang replied with a serious face, "Investigating and confiscating corrupt officials' family properties can solve the urgent need. As for the common people who seek sympathy and trouble, repeat offenders will be imprisoned by local governments."

Song Qingtong frowned, the people are not wrong, doing so will only lose the hearts of the people, glanced at Qi Zhenzhi, and asked: "Qi Aiqing, how much money is there in the treasury?"

Qi Zhenzhi thought for a while, and replied: "There are 200 million taels of silver in the treasury, but that is reserved for military expenses. The northern expedition needs at least 200 million taels. If the battle is protracted, the silver needed is far more than this number,"

Song Qingtong's heart kept sinking. Dare she is still a poor emperor, she seems to have a lot of money, but there are too many pits, filling one can't fill the other, and there is not enough to do anything.

The imperial study room was extremely quiet, everyone was silent, time passed bit by bit, the light in the room dimmed, Song Qingtong suddenly raised his eyes to look at Ji Yunhe, and said: "Yunhe, you are all rich and noble in the capital! Do you have contact?"

Ji Yunhe was slightly taken aback, Song Qingtong thought about it and said: "Give me the list, I will be useful."

Ji Yunhe's eyes flashed, she couldn't force them to pay, could she?That group of people are all good people in the business field, and it is impossible to ask them to pocket money unless they rob them by force.Chu Tianmo stared at Song Qingtong with deep eyes, no matter what her decision was, he would stand by her side, and he would take care of her if there was a problem!

Song Qingtong glanced at Lin Kuang and said, "Lin Aiqing, draw up an imperial decree for me. The imperial court is responsible for repaying the silver owed by the bank of the Jifu. Immediately dispatch the letter to various places with [-] miles and release the detained people."

After finishing speaking, Song Qingtong stood up, walked to the center of the palace, looked at the ground that was dyed red by the setting sun, and said slowly: "Tomorrow, I will hold a banquet in Changle Palace, and invite rich merchants from the capital!"

Back in the bedroom, Song Qingtong drew on the paper at his desk, called Fuquan, and ordered him to send it to the Ministry of Household Affairs. He must print [-] sheets and send them over by noon tomorrow.

On the fourth day of September in the second year of Fengyuan, the empress hosted a banquet for rich merchants in the capital at Changle Palace.

As night fell, Changle Palace was brightly lit. In the center of the hall was a long table covered with light yellow satin cloth. The table was ten meters long and two meters wide. It was made up of twenty Eight Immortals tables. Put a bouquet of golden sunflowers.

The dragon chariot stopped in front of the gate of Changle Palace, and Song Qingtong stepped down. Today she was dressed up, her cloud bun was raised high, and she was wearing a delicate and dazzling crown of twelve beads. She wears a hairpin, wears a wreath necklace around her neck, and her apricot yellow brocade dress is dragged to the ground. The dark brown collar and cuffs are embroidered with exquisite patterns, making her look graceful and dignified.

Walking gracefully, without being startled, Song Qingtong stepped into Changle Palace, followed by the maids and eunuchs. The marble floor tiles near the gate of the palace had already knelt down in darkness, and everyone said in unison: "The grass people pay homage to the emperor, long live the emperor!" Long live long live!"

Song Qingtong smiled slightly: "Everyone is free from courtesy!"

Everyone stood up one after another, Song Qingtong opened his eyes and looked, no matter how tall, short, fat or thin, they were all dressed in silk and satin, full of wealth, Ji Yunhe took a look at Song Qingtong, lowered his eyelids quickly, and stepped forward to introduce Song Qingtong one by one : The middle-aged man named Xing Pu is a thin, tall, naked man named Xing Pu. He is the king of porcelain in the Northern Qin Dynasty. There are many kilns in Shanxi and employs more than [-] workers. industry……

After meeting everyone with a smile, Song Qingtong turned to Ji Yunhe and asked, "Are all the guests here?"

Ji Yunhe hesitated for a moment, and replied: "Young Master Yuan Yong is out collecting debts, and the housekeeper said that he will return to Beijing tonight as planned, but he hasn't arrived yet, maybe he was delayed due to something on the way."

As soon as the words fell, a mellow and slightly hoarse baritone sounded from outside the hall, "I am late for the banquet, please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

While speaking, a tall young man walked by the gate of the hall, Song Qingtong only glanced at him, his heart tightened, and a familiar feeling arose spontaneously!

The visitor was wearing a moon-white brocade robe and holding a folding fan. In the eyes of everyone, he walked calmly and walked up to Song Qingtong. He glanced at Song Qingtong with his long and narrow phoenix eyes. Hitomi looked at the person in front of her for a moment, 27 or [-] years old, with a handsome face and a charming smile. She was sure she had never seen this person before, but his demeanor and gait were the same as someone in her memory, especially those eyes, which were clear and transparent Out of evil spirits.

Yuan Yong lifted his clothes and knelt down on the ground, "My minister Yuan Yong pays homage to the emperor, long live the emperor!"

Song Qingtong looked down at Yuan Yong who was kneeling on the ground, Wu Ze's smooth long hair poured down like a waterfall, and said with a slight smile, "Mr. Yuan is free from courtesy." He calls himself a minister, and it seems that he has an official position It is in the body, but it should not be tall, she has never seen it in Chaoshang.

Yuan Yong stood up, Song Qingtong visually measured her height, it was about to the tip of his nose, and Feng Lingxue's figure appeared in her mind, Feng Lingxue was taller than Yuan Yong, and her height only reached his shoulders.

Ji Yunhe glanced at Yuan Yong with a smile, and introduced to Song Qingtong: "Your Majesty, Mr. Yuan started from scratch and mainly deals in all kinds of jade wares. Half of the jade wares in Northern Qin are owned by Mr. Yuan. Mr. Yuan is a low-key person and rarely attends such banquets. .” There was appreciation in the words.

(End of this chapter)