999 disappears, blood stains the sea

The Ministry of Revenue is a hornet's nest. The Inspectorate and Dong Lingziluo have stirred up a hornet's nest. They can't get away just because they want to. In the early stage, Dong Lingziluo was so high-profile and found out all kinds of problems in the Ministry of Revenue. If he says that there is no problem with the Ministry of Revenue at this time, even if he agrees with the people in the Ministry of Revenue, they will not agree. |

As the audit took longer and longer, more and more officials were implicated. With the reminder of a minor official, Dong Ling Zi Luo finally remembered the 100,000 taels of silver, which eventually went into his pocket.

Dong Ling Zi Luo's face was blue and purple. Facing those auditors who were transferred from various departments, Dong Ling Zi Luo was angry but couldn't vent his anger. He could only give the order to rest today.

The officials of the audit team no longer had the momentum they had when they first arrived at the Ministry of Revenue. They walked out of the ministry listlessly, like wilted eggplants. Even Dong Ling Zi Luo did not have the arrogant look he had in the previous two days, and instead looked worried.

Dong Ling Zi Luo wished he could get as sick as Minister Cao of the Ministry of Revenue and then not care about anything, but he couldn't, he had to get on with this matter.

One hundred thousand taels of silver was the largest sum of money so far. Dong Ling Zi Luo got a headache whenever he thought about it. He had never expected that after investigating over and over again, he could not find any fault with the Ninth Prince, but found his own fault, which was exposed in front of so many people. He had almost lost both his face and his dignity.

Finding various pretexts to ask for money from the Ministry of Revenue is a common practice among the six ministries. The Ministry of Revenue never says much about it, and the account books are all in good condition. But how come all of them were discovered this time?

Dong Ling Zi Luo was worried and didn't know how to report it to the emperor. However, he didn't dare to hide such a big thing. He could only bite the bullet and write a report. After the emperor read it, he threw the letter directly in Dong Ling Zi Luo's face.

"My good son, my good subject." It was impossible for the emperor not to be angry, but he was not as angry as Dong Ling Zi Luo imagined. After cursing a few words, the emperor asked Dong Ling Zi Luo to go out and continue the investigation.

At the morning court the next day, the emperor did not say a word. When someone mentioned the matter of the Ministry of Revenue's accounts, the emperor also brought it up. This attitude scared all the civil and military officials, and they didn't know what the emperor was planning.

Every official in Dongling was in danger. Every day, officials went to the residence of Minister Cao of the Ministry of Revenue, hoping that Minister Cao would come out and take charge of the situation. If this continued, at least one-half of the officialdom in Dongling would collapse.

But Minister Cao claimed to be ill and refused to see anyone, and the emperor also acquiesced that things would continue to develop. Before Dong Ling Zi Luo received the imperial edict, he had to continue investigating and report every day...

The emperor accepted all the memorials, but had no intention of getting angry with the people involved. In addition, Minister Cao kept claiming to be ill and refused to go out, and even pretended to be dead when the emperor summoned him. This made everyone even more uneasy, and all the officials became restless.

Faced with such a situation, the emperor said nothing and just kept dragging his feet. The officials became more and more uneasy and their hearts were in turmoil. Fu Lin found that the situation was getting more and more serious and carefully reminded: "Your Majesty, do you still need to continue investigating the Ministry of Revenue?"

"Investigate, why not?" The emperor snorted, his tone full of dissatisfaction, but Fu Lin was not afraid and said again: "Your Majesty, if the water is too clear, there will be no fish. If the Ministry of Revenue continues to investigate, I am afraid that everyone will be uneasy. If Your Majesty does not express your position, the officials will not be able to rest assured."

The emperor's attitude is ambiguous and officials are simply unable to do their jobs. If this continues, Dongling will be in real chaos, a big mess.

"I won't feel at ease unless I take over the Ministry of Revenue." Facing Fu Lin, the emperor did not hide his plan.

The Ministry of Revenue is in a mess, and the Minister of Revenue cannot escape the blame. The Emperor is waiting for Minister Cao to come out. As soon as he pleads guilty, the Emperor will take the opportunity to dismiss him from his post and take control of the Ministry of Revenue.

Using the three million taels of silver from the Ninth Prince's uncle as an excuse to attack the Ministry of Revenue. It would be best if they could find fault with the Ninth Prince's uncle. But if they couldn't find any fault with the Ninth Prince's uncle, the Emperor would take the opportunity to take down the Ministry of Revenue. How could the Ministry of Revenue be clean after so many years?

But...what the emperor didn't expect was that the Ministry of Revenue was not clean, and the entire Dongling government was not clean either. The Ministry of Revenue dragged all six ministries into the water, and the situation became more and more serious. But he couldn't stop there, otherwise all his efforts would be in vain.

The emperor had explained who Fu Lin was, so of course Fu Lin understood what the emperor meant. He immediately said, "Minister Cao has been ill for so long, I should go and visit him. I beg your permission."

This means that he should go and persuade Minister Cao on behalf of the emperor to let that stubborn old man stand up and put down Feng Bo.

"I agree!" The emperor's tense face finally showed a smile. Seeing that the emperor was in a good mood, the personal eunuch hurriedly stepped forward and asked which beauty in the harem had made soup and invited the emperor to drink it.

The emperor went to enjoy the beauty's favor with satisfaction. Just as he took a sip, he received an urgent message. The emperor left the beauty and hurried to the imperial study. When he opened the urgent message, he vomited blood on the spot and fell on the dragon throne.

"Imperial Physician, Imperial Physician, please call the Imperial Physician! The Emperor has fainted." The eunuchs and palace maids were terrified and rushed forward to help the Emperor to the dragon bed.

The emperor's personal eunuch picked up the urgent report on the ground, took a quick look at it, and saw that it said: The Nanyang Navy encountered pirates, and the whereabouts of thirty warships and 20,000 sailors are unknown!

As the emperor's personal eunuch, the chief eunuch knew a lot. These 20,000 navy troops were the ones who received the emperor's secret order to kill the Ninth Prince at sea. However, after 20,000 people went out to sea, not a single one returned.

No wonder the emperor was so angry that he vomited blood. The eunuch quickly put the urgent report away and dared not read it further.

After the incident, the Nanyang Navy went to check the sea area where the accident occurred, but found nothing. The sea was calm. The navy they sent out, and the Ninth Prince just disappeared on the sea.

Of course, neither the Ninth Prince nor the thirty warships and twenty thousand navy soldiers could have sunk into the sea. Except for the destroyed ships and the soldiers who died in the battle, the others were captured by the Ninth Prince as weapons of war and taken to his island.

The reason why the Ninth Prince chose to compete with the Emperor's navy was not only because it was easier to destroy the bodies at sea, but more importantly, the Dongling navy was very weak and poorly equipped. In front of the navy specially trained by the Ninth Prince, the Dongling navy could only be beaten.

That evening, the sunset glow cast over the sea, a fiery red expanse of beauty beyond words. The entire sea was peaceful and beautiful. Lying on the deck was definitely a pleasure. But at this moment, the calm sea began to surge, and dozens of large ships came from all directions, approaching the Ninth Prince's ship.

"Here I come." Zuo An's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands together, looking like he had been waiting for you for a long time.

"Yes, we're finally here." The Ninth Prince and Feng Qingchen stood at the bow of the boat. The sea breeze made their robes rustle, their sleeves flutter, and their long hair fly.

The Ninth Prince stood with his hands behind his back, and Feng Qingchen smiled. The two of them looked at the warships getting closer and closer, without a trace of fear on their faces.

The emperor's navy is too weak. They have been waiting for this battle for a long time!