Aggrieved Fish Sprite

Wenyuan Pavilion is brightly lit.

Stacks of memorials were sent over, and those unimportant memorials that could be shelved temporarily were pushed aside by the secretary, leaving only the memorials for reporting disasters and emergencies.

While everyone was busy, they watched the faces of the first two prime ministers.

Prime Minister Jiang coughed twice from time to time, frowned, and looked at the memorial with a crystal lens.

Prime Minister Zhang is here, looking very relaxed.

"Nonsense, it's just nonsense!"

Prime Minister Jiang suddenly slapped the memorial on the table heavily, his beard trembling with anger.

Everyone was startled, and looked at Jiang Zhengshi beside Prime Minister Jiang. The latter picked up the memorial and looked at it, his expression suddenly became very ugly, and he immediately said loudly: "The northern frontier army was only given half of the rations last winter. , Now the soldiers have no rice to cook, so they can only drink porridge every day?"

Prime Minister Zhang stared at a servant who was writing the memorial, his eyes were full of scrutiny.

This memorial should have been withheld, but now it is on Prime Minister Jiang's desk.

The Minister of the Ministry of War went to coordinate the conflict between the imperial guards and the Jinyiwei. Only the Minister of the Ministry of Hu was under pressure. He laughed dryly and said reluctantly: "Do you all know the things about the frontier army? There is no one who does not cry poor all year round. In the past two years, Northern Xinjiang has not recruited troops, and the number of soldiers will only decrease and not increase. However, the amount of money and food demanded by Northern Xinjiang is [-]% higher than that of two years ago. This...is not right!"

"So you withheld it and didn't give it?"

Jiang Zhengshi was not fooled by the words of the Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs. He held back his anger and said, "Last year, the two prime ministers had already approved the military rations in northern Xinjiang, and we will give [-]% of the amount according to the report. When the spring begins, if Khitan Offend Xinjiang, and then send the rest along with the military supplies, and wait until the summer grain is harvested, and the treasury will be rich. Now who is making their own claims and withholding all the money and grain?"

Naturally, the Minister of the Household Department refused to bear this charge. He suddenly stood up and yelled directly: "What is the private withholding of money and food? How dare I dare to be greedy for military food? There has been a severe drought in Yongzhou for three years. To help the victims, the treasury is empty. It's been two days. The northern border army is seriously short of pay, and there have been no major wars in these years, so we can only use this part of the food for the time being, otherwise what should we do? Watch the people starve to death?"

"you!"

Jiang Zhengshi knew the truth was not that simple, but there was no evidence, and the Minister of the Household Department spoke so well that he couldn't refute it for a while.

Prime Minister Jiang said nothing with a sullen face, his eyes met Prime Minister Zhang, who picked up the teacup as if nothing had happened, pushed the tea leaves away with the lid, and took a sip.

Hubu Shangshu is from Prime Minister Zhang's faction, and these things must have been approved by Prime Minister Zhang.

Not to mention being in the Wenyuan Pavilion right now, even if it was exposed in the court hall, it would be a trivial matter for Prime Minister Zhang.There must be no evidence to be found, the accounts of the Ministry of Households are also done neatly, and the excuses are one after another. Even the emperor can't punish his courtiers without reason.

Even if Prime Minister Jiang's faction made an effort to attack Minister of the Household Department, it would be difficult to affect Prime Minister Zhang.

——If the original Shangshu is taken away and Prime Minister Zhang's successor is replaced, then this strength will be in vain.

Prime Minister Jiang was full of anger at first. He was annoyed that Prime Minister Zhang stretched his hand too far and scooped up money too unruly.

After his anger subsided, Prime Minister Jiang listened to his disciples and officials from his faction taking turns to fight, arguing with the Minister of the Household Department and his party members, as if he wanted to take out all the treasury expenditures of last year and smash them into pieces.

One by one, one by one, everyone is familiar with it.

It's not how conscientious they are, but every time there is a dispute, these have to be brought out in a circle.

They quarreled fiercely, and the two prime ministers looked at each other coldly without saying a word.

It is also the practice of the court to let the disciples and the officials who depend on them take the lead. The prime minister will not open his mouth if he is not sure of defeating the political opponents.

But because of this routine, Prime Minister Jiang felt a little dazed today.

This pavilion located in the imperial city symbolizes power and is yearned for by scholars all over the world. There should be a famous official who is admired by the world, but now?

The old prime minister sighed long, exhausted.

He put down his pen and walked away without saying a word.

The dispute came to an end, and everyone thought that Prime Minister Jiang was furious, so they left in a huff.His disciples were immediately anxious. At this time, staying in the palace can firmly grasp the power. Although everyone wants to support the third prince to ascend the throne, but the future emperor will remember whose kindness and get close to whom. This is learned. !

How can you walk away in such a critical moment?

Prime Minister Zhang watched Jiang Zhengshi go after Prime Minister Jiang, he couldn't help but snorted coldly, and put the teacup heavily on the low table.

There was a dead silence in the Wenyuan Pavilion. After a while, Prime Minister Zhang got up to change clothes, and only then did people speak one after another.

"The military salary is not a small amount..."

"It's said to be used for disaster relief, why? Want to spit blood?!"

The imperial guards and palace servants on duty at Wenyuan Pavilion trembled when they heard this.

It is not rare for courtiers to fight over a disagreement.

In the Chen Dynasty, there were also horrible deeds in which a group of officials surrounded and beat one person when they were in the court.

The servant who had previously arranged the memorial for Prime Minister Jiang and handed over the memorial for the Northern Xinjiang military salary quietly retreated to the side without attracting attention from others.

Let's say that Prime Minister Zhang left the value room, and along the corridor is the changing room.

Of course no one would follow closely while changing clothes. The guards and the servants in the palace saw it from a distance and just bowed their heads in salute.Prime Minister Zhang entered the small room, instead of looking for the toilet behind the screen, he picked up a warm cloth towel and wiped his palms casually.

Guessing it was almost time, he went out.

Meeting Minister of the Ministry of War, the latter said in a low voice, "The net over Yiguang Gate has been laid."

Prime Minister Zhang narrowed his eyes and did not speak.

There was the faint sound of thunder in the sky, dark clouds covered the moon, and soon the wind picked up again, blowing the copper bells hanging from the eaves of the palace to ring loudly.

"How is Nanzhen Fusi?"

"I heard that His Majesty is seriously ill and cannot get up, so be honest."

Prime Minister Zhang suddenly asked: "Have you finished processing the grain and grass in northern Xinjiang?"

"It's still the same, Zhang Xiang doesn't need to worry. Besides, last year was not only a severe drought in Yongzhou, but also an earthquake in Qiuling County, Pingzhou, which required the treasury to provide money and food..."

Before he finished speaking, a gust of wind blew away the cloaks of the Imperial Guards.

There was chaos outside the Wenyuan Pavilion, caught off guard by the gust of wind, and even the horn lanterns were tilted several times.

Taking advantage of the strong wind, Minister of the Ministry of War thought that no one could hear them, so he couldn't help asking: "Forgive me for not being clear, but what is the evidence in the hands of the rogue General Liu Dan? What if it falls into someone else's hands?" , isn’t it a bad thing?”

Prime Minister Zhang squinted at him, dissatisfied: "The truth has its own arrangements, you shouldn't ask, so don't talk too much."

At this moment, a group of imperial guards hurried to the distance and surrounded an open space in front of the palace.

"what happened?"

Prime Minister Jiang's sedan chair overturned.

The small bridge used in the palace is similar to a sliding pole, and there is no shelter around it.In the open area in front of the palace, the wind was particularly strong, and the sedan chair that Prime Minister Jiang was sitting on just caught up with such a gust of wind, the palace people carrying the bridge were blinded by the blowing, and Prime Minister Jiang was almost thrown off.

If it weren't for the two disciples who chased him out with quick eyesight and quick hands, Prime Minister Jiang would probably have to lie down to see the imperial physician.

Jiang Zhengshi was dazzled by the wind, and he was terrified of what happened to Prime Minister Jiang.

"Jiang Xiang, anyone can retreat at this moment, but you can't! Who else in the government and the public can make Xiang Zhang afraid except you?" Jiang Zhengshi had to persuasion despite the strong wind.

Prime Minister Jiang remained silent.

Jiang Zhengshi thought he was wavering, and quickly said: "There must be no difference in the military pay in Northern Xinjiang. Now that the government is troubled by internal and external troubles, His Majesty is ill, and the third prince is indecisive. The well-being of all the people rests on your shoulders..."

"okay!"

Prime Minister Jiang stopped, his hair and beard were messed up by the wind.

At fifty, know the destiny, at sixty, the ear is smooth.

Prime Minister Jiang is 68 this year, and he doesn't have ears to listen to. It is impossible to listen to what his political opponents say.

"I once said that I am ashamed to be an official in the same court as some people! Now that I think about it, what is the difference between this old man and Prime Minister Zhang?" Prime Minister Jiang closed his eyes and spoke bitterly.

The third prince is obviously not suitable to be an emperor, because he is cowardly and useless, unable to interfere in the government affairs, so he also tends to have such an emperor who is just for display.

The military pay in northern Xinjiang was secretly tampered with, and the Minister of the Ministry of Household and the Minister of the Ministry of War were to blame. If you want to get rid of these black-hearted moths, you have to go through party struggles.

Try every means to repel and defeat the political opponents, and then replace that position with someone on your side.If those people make big mistakes, they will do everything possible to protect them, just because they firmly believe that their own people who have made mistakes are more conscientious and able to govern the country than those who follow Zhang Xiang.

Everything is an official position, the official position of one's own people must be kept, and the official positions of those who are dependent on the other party must be suppressed and robbed.

Once an official is demoted, he will try to find a way to squeeze his own people in. If that doesn't work, he would rather take advantage of a neutral faction like Jiang Zhengshi. Young talents are wanted, and His Majesty's trust is even more important.

Just like this for a lifetime, fighting like a black-eyed chicken.

Prime Minister Jiang stumbled and walked a few steps, suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked, "Where is the sixth prince?"

Jiang Zhengshi was taken aback for a moment, and then looked embarrassed.

"The sixth prince didn't return to the palace, he ran away quietly."

"Run away?" Prime Minister Jiang repeated, very surprised.

At this time, in the corridor of Wenyuan Pavilion, everyone had already learned that Prime Minister Jiang's sedan chair had overturned.

Some people were secretly happy and some were worried, Zhang Zai seemed to be smiling but not smiling, but he still wanted to order someone to invite the imperial physician, to help the sedan chair overturned, and so on.

The servant who delivered the memorial silently looked anxious.

He used a memorial to confuse the courtiers who were reluctant to join forces. Now that Jiang Xiang has an accident and Zhang Xiang monopolizes the power, the Qi Dynasty will die in the future either by the powerful officials, or by the exploited people and the embezzled soldiers!

Just as he was anxious, a servant who was cleaning Wenyuan Pavilion leaned over and said in a low voice, "His Royal Highness is going to do something, please Hao Hanlin to keep an eye on Prime Minister Zhang."

Shi Shulang opened his eyes wide, with a look of joy on his face.

Could it be that the prince's health has improved?