It seems the Crown Prince should handle this. He will then praise each minister in front of the Grand Preceptor. If there is anything wrong, the Grand Preceptor will surely speak out against it.

While the emperor was thinking about these things, he also finalized the personnel to distribute the new grain.

[Your emperor is truly remarkable. He has so many capable ministers in court, yet he chose a spy from an enemy country. Do you think this spy might just haul away your newly produced grain in one cart?]

[A spy? Who?]

[This is the Vice Minister of Revenue, whom the Emperor just appointed. He is from Northern Liang.]

[What? A spy from Northern Liang has infiltrated our Great Yong's Ministry of Revenue? Isn't that like putting a rat in a rice jar? How can the Emperor judge people? Is he blind? No wonder the Heavenly Way fell later; our Great Yong, occupying the southeastern region, with the largest area and the most people, perished the fastest.]

The Emperor's face darkened, and he stared at Lord Fu with a deathly gaze.

The same applies to other officials in the court.

Only Lord Fu, whose face was slightly pale, tried to remain calm.

The news of Fang Ruotang's secret had already spread among the court officials, and even Lord Fu had heard about it, but he could not hear Fang Ruotang's true feelings.

Later, when they met among themselves to discuss the matter, they confirmed that this sentiment was targeted and meant to protect ordinary people and servants from hearing it.

After all, not prying into the secrets of those in power is also a way to protect oneself.

However, their spies couldn't hear this, which made things difficult and put them in a very passive position. Lord Fu wasn't stupid; in this situation, he knew without a doubt that he had been exposed.