Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

"You have to hand over all of these one hundred thousand taels of silver, and by the way, make sure that the hands and feet of those around you are cleaner, and they will run errands for me in the future. I will not treat you badly, but I will never allow you to enrich your own pockets."

Ning Fan's expression softened, and Fang Zhengming immediately felt like he had been reborn.

He knew that he had passed this level.

"Thank you, Your Majesty. Thank you Lord for your kindness. Thank you, Your Majesty, for not killing me."

Fang Zhengming kowtowed crazily, with tears and runny eyes streaming down his face. He was really convinced.

"You raided Zhang Wen's home today. I believe many officials will come looking for you next. Are you ready?"

Looking at Fang Zhengming who had just wiped his big nose clean, Ning Fan took another dose of strong medicine.

Fang Zhengming's face was full of confusion, but he soon realized that he was not a fool. On the contrary, Fang Zhengming was also a smart man, and he immediately understood the meaning of Ning Fan's words.

"Your Majesty, I will reject anyone who dares to offer bribes to me, and I will record them all in a small book and report them to Your Majesty."

Fang Zhengming immediately said honestly.

He thought he would be praised by Ning Fan for saying these words, but Ning Fan shook his head like a rattle.

"No, no, no, you are wrong, very wrong. I am not asking you to refuse these acts of courtesy and bribery. You must accept them all and try to extort them as much as possible. The more you squeeze, the better."

Ning Fan looked at Fang Zhengming and said.

Hearing what Ning Fan said, Fang Zhengming was frightened and didn't know what Ning Fan meant.

"Of course, the bribe money is not for you. You have to hand it all to the inner treasury. Now the inner treasury is short of money. If I can't get the money again, I'm afraid I will have to drink the northwest wind."

Ning Fan said with a smile.

Fang Zhengming had a look of disbelief on his face. He didn't expect that Ning Fan would do this, but he soon understood that he was the person Ning Fan single-handedly promoted. He would do whatever Ning Fan asked him to do. What to do.

"I understand. Everything will be done according to His Majesty's instructions. I will record all accounts clearly."

Fang Zhengming said respectfully.

Fang Zhengming left with his front foot, and Luo Yong left with a few guards. Recently, these guards were fully armed, and they all looked like they were facing a powerful enemy.

Luo Yong, in particular, had a wary look on his face, because he understood that Fang Zhengming was a man of great kung fu. If Ning Fan had been forced by Ning Fan and had no way out, Ning Fan would be in danger at that time.

However, not only did Fang Zhengming not hurt anyone, he actually seemed very well-behaved, and he passed the first level of the test.

"Fang Zhengming still has the idea of ​​loyalty to the emperor in his heart. He will not betray me unless he has to. This person should be safe to use."

Ning Fan made a preliminary judgment.

After all, Jin Yiwei holds a knife in his hand. How could Ning Fan easily hand over this knife to an unreliable person? Therefore, the necessary test for Fang Zhengming is still necessary.

Looking at the pile of banknotes in front of him, Ning Fan sneered in his heart.

"These are not civil and military officials. They are simply elite bosses. With one strike, piles of gold coins exploded on the ground."

Ning Fan took these banknotes and felt happy in his heart.

Now he was even a little grateful to his father, Emperor Tian'an, for leaving so many fat pigs full of fat and fat. Killing any one of them would be enough to celebrate the New Year.

Ning Fan was happy here. At this time, in a mansion in Kyoto, several court officials gathered together. Each of these people had serious expressions and cold eyes.

Yu Wenhua, the minister of the Ministry of War, Zhou Zhengquan, the censor of Zuodu, Jiang Tianzhao, the minister of the Ministry of Personnel...

These people gathered here, and no surprise, they were talking about Zhang Wen.

A dignified second-rank official of the imperial court, a dignified official minister, was killed in the blink of an eye, and all his family property was confiscated. This was a very terrifying thing.

If there is no way out, everyone knows very well that the fate that awaits everyone in the future is to be defeated one by one.

"Zhang Wen was indeed a little too hasty. The first decree issued by His Majesty just after he ascended the throne was vetoed by him. The clay figure is still very angry..."

Zhou Zhengquan, the censor of Zuodu, sighed and said.

"This is just one aspect. The more reason is that today's Holy Master is a difficult person to figure out."

Yu Wenhua, Minister of the Ministry of War, pinched his brow and said.

"I believe that His Majesty is not going to kill them all. After all, without us ministers, he will be alone and alone, how can he govern the country, so everyone should not be too concerned about the slightest sign of trouble."

Zhou Zhengquan said.

Everyone was shocked and felt that what Zhou Zhengquan said was quite reasonable.

No matter who holds the throne, after all, it is still a sedan chair carried by everyone, and these ministers are needed to help govern the country.

Only when the imperial power and the power of ministers reach a delicate balance, and everyone gets what they want, no one is willing to break this balance.

"I don't think so. Have you heard about what happened in Jiangzhou? The administration there is very different from that in Dakang, and it is said that the current emperor hates the aristocratic families very much."

Yu Wenhua, the Minister of War, remained silent. After hearing Zhou Zhengquan's remarks, a look of disapproval appeared on his face.

He felt that Zhou Zhengquan looked at the problem too simply and took things too lightly.

"Then what should we do? Does His Majesty want to drive us all away? Isn't this impossible?"

Jiang Tianzhao, the Minister of Civil Affairs, had a look of panic on his face.

"That may not be impossible. Don't think that no one is irreplaceable. No one can survive without us. Your Majesty can still re-select talents without our ministers. We are different. Even after death Just die, be buried in the soil and turn into bones and dregs. After seventy years, no one will remember us anymore."

Yu Wenhua, the Minister of War, sighed and said.

"Then what should we do? Are we all going to wait to die?"

Everyone panicked after hearing what Yu Wenhua said.

"Either hand over your official position and wealth, which can save your life, or wait until the sword falls on your head, just like Zhang Wen today."

Yu Wenhua put down his water glass and said coldly.

Everyone was frightened by Yu Wenhua's words. They all looked pale and did not dare to speak out. Those present were all well-known officials in Kyoto, at least third grade or above.

No one is scared, but now the defense of Kyoto is mainly in the hands of the emperor. Officials like them have no power to resist, just like pigs in a pigsty.

"If this is the case, then we can't sit still and wait for death. We must find a way, even if it means another day."

Zhou Zhengquan, the censor of Zuodu, finally spoke.

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