Wang Ziru was the first to react, and instantly became furious and started cursing.
"Tan Wu! You shameless bastard, is that your father? Is your father really dead? This is clearly just an excuse for you to evade the repayment of national debt!"
"Such an attempt to evade responsibility is shameless and despicable!"
The group of people realized what he was planning, and they all started to berate Tan Wu mercilessly.
Tan Wu was angry, very angry!
Damn it, this debt isn't something I owe you.
When Laozi was in the position of Minister, he had responsibilities. Now that he's out of office, why should he be in charge of you?
Since the emperor has already agreed, and I'm no longer a member of the court, what do I have to worry about?
Contrary to his usual behavior, Tan Wu unleashed all the pent-up frustration and grievances he had accumulated over the past few days, engaging in a heated exchange with Wang Ziru and others.
His fighting spirit during this verbal battle was simply astonishing.
It's like a chick nibbling on broken bowls—one bite after another of porcelain.
The mouth never stopped opening and closing, and Qin Yu couldn't help but wonder if the guy had even taken a breath.
He cursed for a full five or six minutes, and he even managed to subtly suppress Wang Ziru and his group.
Qin Yu felt he had watched the show long enough, so he slammed his hand on the table and pretended to be furious.
"What kind of decorum is this in the imperial court?"
"Is this my imperial palace, or the execution grounds of the capital? Shut up, both of you!"
"Your Majesty, please calm your anger!"
The room had just quieted down when Wang Ziru immediately reported.
"Your Majesty, please investigate thoroughly! You must see through Tan Wu's malicious intentions; his father is not dead at all!"
Tan Wu felt utterly devastated and retorted.
"No, even if my father dies, does that mean I can't acknowledge him?"
Seeing that the two sides were about to start arguing again, Qin Yu made a decision in a muffled voice.
"Alright, stop arguing!"
"The coroner confirmed his identity yesterday; the deceased was indeed Tan Wu's own father!"
With that said, the other officials had nothing more to say, and even though Wang Ziru was unwilling, he could only accept it.
"According to the laws of the Great Qi, Tan Wu must return to his hometown to observe mourning for his parents immediately! There must be no delays, depart at once!"
"As for the new Minister of Revenue, that remains to be discussed. Court adjourned!"
As a result, the position of Minister of Revenue became completely vacant, and it goes without saying how coveted this position must be.
I've been observing Sima Lie the whole time, and that old guy's face is so black it could wring water out of it!
He must be very unwilling, and who knows what other difficult problems he might create.
So Qin Yu immediately announced the end of the court session. At the same time, in order to avoid this old fellow, after leaving the court, he pretended to be in a great hurry and rushed straight to the Empress's palace.
The officials were all wailing in despair, drawing their swords and looking around in bewilderment!
Well, that's it. Tan Wu ran away with his mistress and his first wife, and this tyrannical emperor isn't even in a hurry to find a new minister.
Whom should I ask for the money back?
Sima Lie and Tan Wu had originally prepared a whole host of arguments, but now they were completely at a loss.
Feeling that he had once again tricked the Prime Minister and his gang, Qin Yu was in a great mood and rushed to the Empress's palace like a monkey.
At this moment, Zi Yan hurriedly went out and instantly bumped into Qin Yu's arms!
At first glance, she recalled the unspeakable events of yesterday, and her pretty face flushed red with embarrassment.
"Why are you in such a hurry? Look, your nose is all crooked!"
"No!" Zi Yan shook her head and hurriedly got down to business.
"The Second Miss's condition has worsened; I was just about to go find you!"
"What?"
Wasn't she perfectly fine yesterday?
The imperial physician said she was just overworked, and he even let her rest for a day, so how could her condition have worsened?
Startled, Qin Yu took two steps in three and hurried into the palace.
"Cough cough!"
Zhao Yan lay on her side in bed, coughing loudly and occasionally vomiting up some greenish-yellow stuff.
"Yan'er!"
Qin Yu's heart trembled, and he quickly took her small hand, lovingly examining her closely.
Her lips were bluish-purple and black, while the area around her eyes was white. Her once bright eyes were drooping, and she looked dazed.
"emperor."
He spoke weakly, as if all his strength had been drained.
This is a whole level more serious than yesterday's symptoms.
Qin Yu quickly placed his hand on her forehead, and only then did he realize that it wasn't hot.
"Ziyan, has Her Majesty the Empress eaten any stimulating foods these past few days?"
"No, Your Highness has always had a regular and light diet. Suddenly she started vomiting uncontrollably. This servant doesn't know the reason."
Upon hearing this answer, Qin Yu frowned, finding it increasingly strange.
Since the person doesn't have a fever and their stomach is fine, how could they suddenly start vomiting and fainting for no reason?
This doesn't look like a symptom of illness at all!
Judging from the change in color of her lips, it seemed more like she had been poisoned.
However, Qin Yu didn't know anything about the symptoms of poisoning and couldn't be sure, so he immediately gave instructions.
"Go! Summon all the imperial physicians from the Imperial Hospital!"
Before long, more than a dozen imperial physicians knelt down.
Qin Yu felt heartbroken looking at his beloved woman lying on the bed and immediately scolded her.
"Investigate! Investigate thoroughly for me! If you can't find out the truth, send them all to be beheaded!"
One after another, the imperial physicians took turns in a panic, using every tool at their disposal. They spent a good half hour diagnosing the patients and came to a startling conclusion!
The Empress is not sick at all, she is just weak!
Qin Yu was so angry that he laughed instantly, and kicked one of the imperial physicians who was coming towards him.
"He's in this state, bedridden and can't even get out of bed, and you still say he's not sick?"
The imperial physicians were so frightened that they immediately knelt down and replied tremblingly, "But according to all the medical records of the disease, Her Majesty is truly not ill!"
"I think you old fogies have gone mad from reading too many books! I have a feeling the Empress has been poisoned."
After expressing their doubts, the imperial physicians shook their heads even more firmly.
impossible!
It absolutely cannot be poisoning!
The imperial physicians were indeed quite skilled, and there were even some who were experts in poisons.
But the fact that it's impossible to diagnose indicates that Zhao Yan's current symptoms are quite peculiar.
"Your Majesty is most likely currently weak; we should increase your intake of tonics. I will prescribe a formula for Your Majesty..."
"Start your mother's head!"
Qin Yu cursed again, becoming angrier the more he thought about it.
"The imperial court spends tens of thousands of taels of silver every year to support you, and this is how you do your job?"
"Everyone will receive a year's salary as a warning to others!"
In this way, the tens of thousands of silver dollars saved up can be invested in the newly established cavalry force.
Qin Yu didn't care about these old folks at all. They always made a fortune from treating patients, so their salaries were really nothing to them.
As expected, the imperial physicians were secretly relieved upon hearing the punishment.
Zi Yan stood beside Zhao Yan, sweating profusely with anxiety.
"Your Majesty! What should we do now? If the Empress's body continues to be tormented like this, I'm afraid she won't be able to hold on."
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