The next day, the news of Qin Bao's death spread.
Some people think it's strange, some people think it's ridiculous, and a dog slave like Qin Bao deserves to die.
It was also reported that the Queen Mother had been to the prison last night.
Um……
As for rumors, no one cares about the order. By the time An Jiu heard them, she had become the Queen Mother. Not long after being imprisoned, 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 happened.
The Queen Mother had always been dissatisfied with the Emperor, so she asked Qin Bao to poison the Emperor's food.
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 you?"
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 when the man said that 놛 went in, the prison door was open, and 놛 also admitted to killing Qin Bao."
After An Jiu finished speaking, the emperor was silent for a moment and said, "Interrogate the guard 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 An Jiu 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 will be very chewy, and it will be 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. As soon as 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 to 놛.
The bean sprouts were made from mung beans, and the tofu skin was bought from outside. An Jiu was not very good at making it. There were people in the folk who made it, but the chefs in the palace were quite conservative, and Qin Bao would not go to great lengths to make food 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 declare that Xiaojiu is now the chief steward of the imperial kitchen. 】
An Jiu: "..."
No, she doesn't want to...
Now whoever sits on that position will become the Queen Mother's thorn.
An Jiu didn't want to take any risks, so it was good to just stay in Guanghua Palace peacefully...
[Forget it, Xiaojiu has limited energy, so just serve me. 】
【Delicious food should not be shared 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 놛껣, he realized why 놛 seemed to have nothing to do all day, because 놛's work efficiency was extremely high...
Just like garbled characters appeared on the computer, An Jiu suddenly felt that the emperor's voice in the palace also appeared garbled characters.
[Jiangzhou has a special shape, and some mountains are too high. If the common people live there, they might...]
[Appropriation bill? Here are five thousand 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, these people in the Ministry of Revenue seem to be fine, but thirty-seven of the accounts are obviously inflated...]
놛 took 눕 the brush and drew 눕, threw the memorial away and changed to the next 녤.
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 his fingers were fiddling with numbers quickly, with numbers constantly in his mind. Before An Jiu could hear clearly, even though he came, he sneered, took out a fork and threw it aside.
The emperor spent two hours dealing with official business, and said to Eunuch Li: "Call the six ministers and the cabinet ministers..."
A bunch of official names were reported in succession, but An Jiu didn't remember them all, but Eunuch Li did.
"Let everyone get in here."
Eunuch Li retreated.
An Jiushi admires it.
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 to the palace. These people 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 at another person: "The military expenditure is inflated. The number of cotton clothes and food, the number of weapons replenished, and the pension for the dead do not match. The difference is too big. I suspect that someone is eating empty salaries. I will give you three days. If you can't find it, your position will be replaced."
The Minister of War tremblingly picked up the memorial and the account.
"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 almost everyone's account had problems.
Everyone trembled and marveled at the emperor's brain again.
Anjiu is also...
Her opinion of the emperor had completely changed today. How could a person possess such powerful martial arts, top-notch looks and such a smart brain?
At this moment, 놛's wisdom overshadowed her appearance, making her look sparkling.
The charm of personality is simply maxed out.
Like all the ministers on the scene, An Jiu resonated with the deceased emperor at this moment.
No wonder the late emperor 놚꺆 went against all odds and let 놛 become emperor.
If it were you, why would you care about legitimate or illegitimate children?
Not letting 놛 become emperor would be a shame to our ancestors.
Can the other idiots in the royal family compare to him? Why is the Queen Mother dissatisfied? Prince Ruyang is like dog 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 no problem.
Only idiots have problems, not us.
The emperor waved his hand.
Everyone's forehead was covered with sweat.
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…]
[놚If Xiaojiu were more sensible, she should give me a portion of the milk she had this morning. 】
[I feel a little weak, I need to replenish myself...]
An Jiu: "..."
The golden filter just now was shattered.
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