Chapter 72 The Emperor's Highlight Moment

The next day, the news of Qin Bao's death spread.

Some people find it strange, some people find it gratifying, and that dogs like Qin Bao deserve to die.

The news that the Queen Mother had been to the prison last night was also spread.

Um……

It's just a rumor, who cares about the order? By the time An Jiu heard it, she had become the empress dowager. Not long after that, Qin Bao committed suicide out of fear of punishment.

No matter how you look at it, this looks like someone was silenced.

Conspiracy theorists quickly analyzed what had happened.

The Queen Mother had always been dissatisfied with the Emperor, so she asked Qin Bao to poison the food in an attempt to kill the Emperor.

As a result, the emperor did not drink the soup, so Qin Bao was exposed. Then the queen mother killed him to silence him in order not to expose herself...

This rumor quickly spread throughout the capital and even the entire palace.

An Jiu heard the rumor in the afternoon, and in the morning, the emperor asked Eunuch Li in shock: "Qin Bao is dead? Who killed him?"

Eunuch Li was used to it and patiently explained the cause of Qin Bao's death.

The emperor was shocked: "I killed him?"

Eunuch Li nodded.

The emperor went to see An Jiu again, and An Jiu nodded, confirming what Eunuch Li said, but...

"Your Majesty, there is something very strange. When I and Eunuch Li went in yesterday, the prison door was locked, but the man said that when he went in, the prison door was open, and he also admitted that he killed Qin Bao."

After An Jiu finished speaking, the emperor was silent for a moment and said, "Interrogate the guards of the Ministry of Punishment carefully."

Eunuch Li asked Xiao Fuzi to do it, and then the emperor went to court.

Yesterday the tyrant liked caramel milk, and today Anjiu made another one for the emperor. The two have the same taste. As for the staple food, I simply made hand-rolled noodles using eggs. The noodles are very chewy, and are also very delicious with some chicken soup and side dishes.

The emperor came home late today and had dinner as soon as he entered the palace. When the steaming hot noodles were served, the emperor's appetite was whetted. The side dishes were cold tofu skin and mung bean sprouts mixed with thin vermicelli. It was the first time for the emperor to eat mung bean sprouts and tofu skin. He was very surprised: "What is this?"

An Jiu explained it to him.

Bean sprouts are made from mung beans, and tofu skin is bought from outside. An Jiu is not very good at making it. Some people in the folks have made it, but the chefs in the palace are quite conservative, and Qin Bao will not go to great lengths to cook for the emperor.

It was the first time for the emperor to eat such delicious cold vegetarian dishes. He quickly finished all the noodles. He wanted more, but An Jiu brought him caramel milk and double skin milk.

The emperor looked at it suspiciously, took a bite, and then his eyes lit up.

【tasty. 】

【This is what people eat.】

[I hereby declare that Xiaojiu is now the chief steward of the imperial kitchen. ]

An Jiu "..."

No, she doesn't want to...

Whoever sits in that position now will become a thorn in the Queen Mother's side.

An Jiu didn't want to take any risks, so it would be good for him to just stay in Guanghua Palace peacefully...

[Forget it, Xiaojiu has limited energy, so just serve me alone. ]

【I won’t share delicious food with others. 】

An Jiu breathed a sigh of relief.

I also find it a little funny. Why does this emperor act like a child from time to time...

After the emperor finished his meal, he started to handle official business. After An Jiu got to know him, he realized why he seemed to have nothing to do all day, because his work efficiency was extremely high...

Just like garbled characters appeared on the computer, An Jiu suddenly felt that the emperor's voice in the hall also appeared garbled characters.

[Jiangzhou has a special terrain. Some mountains are too high. If the people lived there, they might...]

[Appropriation bill? Here is five thousand two hundred taels of silver... three thousand six hundred taels... twelve thousand three hundred taels...]

【Thirty-nine thousand four hundred and sixty-two taels...】

[The military expenditure here is 87,520 taels...]

【……】

An Jiu listened carefully, and she was confused by the end.

[It’s OK. On the surface, there seems to be no problem with the people in the Ministry of Revenue, but thirty-seven of the accounts are obviously inflated…]

He took out a brush and drew it, then threw the memorial away and replaced it with another one.

The following seems to be a tax return, with a lot of random numbers. Ancient people did not have computers, and even using an abacus was very difficult. The emperor had one at hand, and he fiddled with the numbers quickly, with numbers constantly in his mind. Before An Jiu could hear clearly, he had already figured it out, sneered, made a big cross and threw it aside.

The emperor spent two hours dealing with official business. He said to Eunuch Li: "Call the six ministers and the cabinet ministers..."

A lot of official titles were reported in succession, but An Jiu couldn't remember any of them, but Eunuch Li did.

"Let them all come in."

Eunuch Li retreated.

An Jiu admired him very much.

As expected, Guanghua Palace does not keep idle people.

Eunuch Li's brain is not that of an ordinary person.

The emperor rubbed his brows. An Jiu poured him some tea. The emperor took a sip and sat there with a gloomy face.

Not long after, a group of ministers came into the hall. They were all important figures in the court.

The emperor picked up a memorial and threw it to the Minister of Revenue: "Go back and rewrite it."

He threw another book at another adult: "Military expenditures are inflated. The number of cotton clothes and food, the number of weapons replenished, and the pensions for the dead do not match. The difference is too big. I suspect someone is eating the empty salary. I will give you three days. If you can't find out, your position will be replaced."

The Minister of War picked up the memorials and account books on the ground with trembling hands.

"Minister of Rites, you have done a lot of tricks. The prices of the sacrificial offerings do not match the prices I know about in the first half of the year. You paid too much. If you don't know where to buy them, why don't I introduce you to a few shops?"

The Minister of Rites knelt down.

The emperor named them one by one and found that there were problems with almost everyone's account books.

Everyone trembled and marveled at the emperor's brain again.

Anjiu is also...

Her impression of the emperor changed drastically today. How could a person have such superb martial arts, top-notch looks and such an intelligent brain?

At this moment, his wisdom overshadowed his appearance, making him look sparkling.

His personality charm is simply maxed out.

Like all the ministers present, An Jiu resonated with the deceased emperor at this moment.

No wonder the late emperor went against all odds and made him the emperor.

If it were them, would they care about legitimate or illegitimate sons?

It would be a shame to our ancestors if we didn't let him become emperor.

Can other idiots in the royal family compare to him? What is the Queen Mother dissatisfied with? Prince Ruyang is shit in front of the emperor.

Do you understand shit?

"I've finished speaking. Do you have any questions?" the emperor asked, looking up.

Everyone said it was okay.

Idiots have problems, they don't.

The emperor waved his hand.

Everyone retreated with sweat on their foreheads.

As soon as they left, the emperor leaned back in his chair.

【ah……】

[I am so tired, I really don’t like to use my brain…]

[If Xiaojiu had been more sensible, she would have given me a portion of whatever milk she had this morning. ]

[I feel a little weak, I need to replenish myself...]

An Jiu "..."

The layer of golden filter just now shattered to the ground.