"You beast." Liu Boxing cursed angrily, "You actually mixed sand into the disaster relief."

An Xin walked to another grain cart with a cold look in her eyes, pulled down another bag of grain and opened it, then she smiled.

But that smile made people feel a chill down their spine and their thighs tremble.

"It seems that you have gone to great lengths to frame me. Not only did you mix sand into the grain, but the grain in this bag has become moldy."

The Ministry of Revenue official, who had been so arrogant, had now collapsed to the ground. He knew that he was finished.

Because something went wrong before the relief grain left the capital.

An Xin was probably the first official to carry two bags of grain into the palace since the founding of the Daqian Dynasty.

This spectacle stunned her colleagues along the way, and after entering the palace, it attracted many eunuchs and palace maids to watch.

However, An Xin thought he was thick-skinned enough and was not afraid of being seen.

When Emperor Sheng An, who was discussing state affairs with several ministers, saw An Xin being led into the emperor's exclusive office by Eunuch Xiang, he was also surprised by what she brought in.

"How can you bring such a crude thing into the palace and disturb His Majesty's appearance?"

When the Minister of Revenue Hu Sen, who was also summoned to the palace by Emperor Sheng An to discuss matters, saw the things An Xin brought in, he felt a pang in his heart.

He took the initiative to scold An Xin, hoping to scare her.

But he underestimated An Xin's audacity.

If the old emperor had not been very tactful when trying to deceive her and had never crossed her bottom line, with An Xin's personality of preferring death to being restrained, she would have already quietly dealt with Emperor Sheng An.

There is someone who is so brave as to chop off even the emperor's head when he gets angry, let alone a mere Minister of Revenue.

"Why can the Ministry of Revenue distribute this kind of grain to the disaster-stricken areas to feed the millions of people, but is reluctant to send two bags to our wise and powerful emperor who loves the people like his own children?!"

An Xin looked at the Minister of Revenue Hu Sen, whose expression flashed with anxiety and panic, with a sneer on his face, raised the corner of his lips, and said coldly.

Originally, Emperor Sheng An was also puzzled as to why An Xin, who should have already set out to provide disaster relief, came into the palace at this time carrying two rough and dusty bags.

However, before he opened his mouth to ask, he saw the Minister of Revenue could no longer bear it and walked past him, the emperor, regardless of etiquette and rules, as if he was also going to speak up to stop An Xin's action.

He felt that maybe An Xin was not being unreasonable, but there was another hidden story.

Sure enough, after hearing An Xin's sarcastic words, his good friend, the Minister of Revenue, Hu Aiqing, could no longer hide the anxiety and fear on his face.

Guessing that the problem might be in the relief grain that An Xin brought in, Emperor Sheng An waved his hand and signaled An Xin to take the two bags of grain over.

An Xin used a bag of grain to push away the Minister of Revenue who was blocking him, then walked past him and put the bag in front of Emperor Sheng An. Eunuch Xiang who followed in was also curious about what happened to the grain in the bag.

He was very tactful and untied the rope that tied the bag. When he saw the grains mixed with sand inside, even the usually cautious and calm Eunuch Xiang couldn't help but gasp and took a step back.

When His Majesty the Emperor, whose people all over the world are his subjects, saw the relief grain, his expression changed from gloomy to bright.

"Open the other bag as well," Emperor Sheng An said, narrowing his eyes dangerously.

Emperor Sheng An smiled when he saw that the opened bag contained moldy old grain.

But this smile was a little creepy, and several ministers felt their legs tremble and knelt down one after another.

"Very good, very good," Emperor Sheng An said with a smile on his face, gritting his teeth, "Pass on my order, I will invite all officials above the fourth rank in the capital to have dinner at noon today.

The grain that the Ministry of Revenue distributed this time for disaster relief will be used as food. I cannot be partial and only think about the people struggling for life and death in the epidemic area, while forgetting the civil and military officials in the imperial city who work hard for state affairs every day. "

Emperor Sheng An looked at the Minister of Revenue, whose face had turned pale with fear, with his dragon eyes full of majesty, as if he was not satisfied with Ren Jue's behavior.

He snorted coldly and continued: Since the Ministry of Revenue has such good grain, I shouldn't send it all to disaster relief after lunch.

Xiangfu! You accompany Lord An to take these good grains distributed by the Ministry of Revenue and go to the homes of the officials who are having dinner today.

For example, the high-quality grain that Minister Hu of the Ministry of Revenue has sent people to distribute is not worthy for our people, so I am exchanging it with the old grain of last year for the grain of each of your families."

Having said this, Emperor Sheng An glanced at Prime Minister Xiao who was kneeling there in the lead, smiled coldly, and thought that this matter was inseparable from this old guy.

The majestic voice sounded again: "Especially the Prime Minister's Mansion is a role model for all officials, just like the family of Minister Hu.

All the food in the family was exchanged for disaster relief food distributed by the Ministry of Revenue. They were not allowed to go to the shops to buy other food within a year. If they were found, the whole family would be exiled to the frontier and would never be allowed to return to Beijing. "

An Xin could see that Emperor Sheng An was really angry.

As the culprit who caused this incident, he was very self-aware and retreated to a corner like an invisible man, absolutely not letting the anger burn on himself.

When An Xin met the look in the eyes of the Minister of Revenue Hu Sen, who seemed to want to bite her alive, she not only glared back without showing any weakness, but also smiled at him provocatively.

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The Minister of Revenue was so angry that he almost pounced over and bit someone.

“!!!” An Xin raised his eyebrows and said, “If you don’t agree, come and fight me.”

Whoever does something immoral will be held responsible. What does it have to do with her?

Prime Minister Xiao, who was kneeling there respectfully with his head bowed and his legs aching, wanted to eat An Xin alive.

He wondered how come this female official was so much older than him that even her political enemies who had used tricks on her were difficult to deal with.

People were sent to kill him but they couldn't kill him. And because An Xin didn't do his job properly, no major mistakes could be found in his official duties.

When he reported the matter to the emperor, he was only criticized a few times, not even a reprimand. It was so insignificant that he almost died of anger.

Thinking that the place where An Xin was going to provide disaster relief this time was an epidemic area, and that plague was something that terrified people, a sinister cold light flashed in Prime Minister Xiao's lowered eyes.

The officials in Tianjing City ate the first meal in their lives that was mixed with sand. As they chewed the food in their mouths, their teeth made squeaking sounds as the sand rubbed against them.

They didn't dare to blame the emperor who was sitting on the dragon throne with an expressionless face and eating the same meal as them.

The Minister of Revenue, who was placed in the most prominent position by Emperor Sheng An, was almost riddled with eyes from all directions.

Even his friends, relatives and officials, who used to have close contacts with him, couldn't help but glare at him with resentment when their teeth were almost worn flat by the sand mixed in the food.

There were also those officials who ate the moldy food. The bitter taste made them feel horrible and they wished they could take the rice in their bowls and pour it all into the mouth of the Minister of Revenue.

He can even do this when distributing disaster relief food to the people. He is really lacking in morality.

All officials who were not from the same party looked at him with disdain.

The Minister of Revenue lowered his head to the desk, his hair almost hanging down to his crotch.

"Well, we should share the joys and sorrows with the people."