Several people began to sigh on their way out of the palace.
"Master Yi, please say something!"
Maltu's wrinkled face was filled with sorrow.
It can be seen that he has indeed been through a lot along the way.
Yisan's expression was also not very good. Hearing this, he said unhappily,
"What do you want me to say? So that I don't have to pay the one million taels?"
"How can I make up for this?!"
Zhang Yushu's voice was filled with anger and pleading.
"Think of a solution, my Lord. Even if I sell you, I'm not worth 250,000 taels!"
Everyone present was smart. They could tell that Zhang Yushu's words were just complaints, but actually they had another meaning. It was obvious that he wanted to share the burden equally.
Yisan snorted coldly.
"You are not worth 250,000 taels if I sell you, but the chair under Lord Zhang's buttocks is worth 250,000 taels. Otherwise, Lord Zhang, would you consider selling the chair under your buttocks?"
"That won't do!"
When Zhang Yushu heard this, he was about to jump up and down.
"Then there's nothing I can do!"
Yisan rolled his eyes and walked forward while talking.
"Master Zhang, if you have time, why don't you go and ask Master Suo for help? And while you're at it, ask the Crown Prince why he wants to betray you, one of his own people!"
Yisan emphasized the three words "our own people".
As soon as these words were spoken, the other two also reacted. The person in front of them was one of Soetu's most loyal lackeys. Why would the prince attack his own people over a disagreement?
Or maybe Zhang Yushu knew about this all along, and relying on the fact that the Crown Prince and Soetu would back him up, he deliberately hid it from them, with the intention of tricking the three of them.
Thinking of this, Maltu and Akdun looked at Zhang Yushu with strange eyes.
"Master Zhang, we are colleagues. If you have any dissatisfaction, just speak up. Why are you trying to trick me?"
Maltu was the first to cause trouble. He was promoted to the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue this year, and he hadn't made much money yet, but he had to clean up the mess for his colleagues. Who could accept this?
Akdun: "That's right. Lord Zhang has served Lord Suo for many years. Even if he has no merits, he has worked hard. Didn't the Crown Prince inform you before submitting the memorial? This doesn't make sense, Lord Zhang!"
Zhang Yushu was sweating profusely as the two of them stared at him.
"You two are wrong. Who is the Crown Prince? Does he need your permission to submit a memorial? Besides, there are more than just us who are reaching out. How can the Crown Prince be sure that after he submits the memorial, only we will be punished?"
The more Zhang Yushu talked, the more it sounded wrong.
"How many civil and military officials in the court have reached out for disaster relief funds? If His Majesty launches a war and punishes everyone..."
He left his sentence unfinished. When Akdun and Maltu heard this, they came to their senses. The prince had offended half of the court with this move.
What is he trying to do?!
Having offended so many people, who will give him convenience in the future when he is doing his work?
The three of them stood on the palace road for a long time, unable to figure it out, and finally sighed together.
Well, it’s their bad luck!
I will have to get more from my subordinates in the future.
Otherwise they would be too much of a fool!
As for risking the public's condemnation and asking for money from those who have taken advantage of the situation, they are not very willing to do so.
If they did so, they would be the ones who would offend all the civil and military officials in the court.
How will I survive in the court then?
I'm afraid it will be difficult.
They are not the crown prince, and the emperor is backing them up.
Morning next day.
Yinreng stood in his position, watching the reports from the nine ministers and six ministries carefully.
Yisan'a and others stared at Yinreng so hard that they almost stared him out of a hole.
Yinreng has no other advantages except that he is very thick-skinned.
I didn't feel uncomfortable being stared at like that.
However, Yinzhi, who was beside him, was accidentally injured by Yisan and his men.
I thought I had made some mistake and felt a little scared all over.
After thinking for a long time and still unable to figure out how he had offended Yisan, Yinzhi finally couldn't stand it anymore and glared back.
But it's of no use.
Yisan'a and Akdun continued to stare at Yinreng.
Yinreng thought that Kangxi would at least mention his memorial, but the fact was that until the end of the morning court, Yinreng did not hear Kangxi mention the Ministry of Revenue's account books.
Yinreng had nothing to be disappointed about.
Because he knew from the beginning that Kangxi would definitely pick it up high and put it down gently.
This is the nastiness of authority.
There can be no absolute integrity in the field of power. The way for those in higher positions to control those below them is to grasp their weaknesses.
In short, it is like tying a mad dog with an iron chain.
At one end of the chain is Kangxi, and at the other end are the top dignitaries in the court.
The chain is the handle of the powerful.
After leaving court, Kangxi called Yinreng.
Palace of Heavenly Purity.
Kangxi put a crystal dumpling into Yinreng's bowl, and after seeing him eat it, he slowly said,
"You must be wondering why I didn't bring out your memorial during the morning court session?"
Yinreng paused while eating, then continued as if nothing had happened.
"Your Majesty, you must have your reasons. I just need to do my part. I believe you can handle the rest."
Kangxi nodded, then sighed.
"Some things are too old to be investigated. If I had discovered them then, I would have dragged them out and beheaded them. But as time passes, I will have to hold the Inspectorate responsible for its poor oversight. With so many people involved, it could easily cause unrest in the court..."
Kangxi explained the twists and turns to Yinreng in detail, fearing that it would cause Yinreng's dissatisfaction and alienate him as the emperor.
Yinreng nodded.
"Thank you, Father, for answering my questions. Now I understand."
While eating, Yinreng complained in his heart,
"Does greedy money cease to be money after a while? If that's the case, then cutting corners on the Yellow River levee this year means next year's floods and breaches won't be a problem this year, right?"
Kangxi was speechless, thought about it, and tried his best to educate Yinreng.
"The key to governing subordinates is not to impose strict constraints, but to balance and control. Balancing interests is about gaining control over people's hearts and minds."
"If I get too far, my subordinates will be afraid to act. Who will do the work for me?"
Yinreng then nodded,
"Son understands."
Of course he knew Kangxi's dilemma, because he had manipulated people's hearts in the same way in his previous life.
It's just that he doesn't want to do that in this life.
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