900089429 Chapter 291: The Battle for Reward

It's a little dizzy now. From the original meaning...!! He was very reluctant to offend Fang Zheng. Putting aside the fact that he was favored in front of the new emperor, he himself was not a good person who could easily provoke. Du Songjun's son Du Xuan just chased him in the teahouse for a while, and he knocked tens of thousands of taels of silver. At this moment, if Du Songjun wants to ask for money from Fang Zheng, it is not much less difficult than snatching food from the tiger's mouth.

But no matter how difficult this matter is, it has to be done. The treasury is becoming increasingly empty. It is almost time to build a tomb for the predecessor emperor and to organize a throne ceremony for the new emperor. One by one, no money can be spent? The ministers and ministers of the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Works have been chasing him in the past two days, and like a group of beggars asking for food, he was almost collapsed.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, he had to follow the practice of pardon and reduce the money, grain and taxes. The treasury saw that there was no input again. Now Du Shangshu only stared at the little property of the Prince's Mansion, hoping that after being charged into the treasury, he could at least last a year or two.

But why did this guy Fang Zheng lead his troops to confiscate the Prince's Mansion? Can you still take out the things he had entered into his mouth?

"Mr. Fang, just take it as a pity for me. Hand over all the property of the Prince's Mansion. Former Prince Qin Yang's private soldiers rebelled. He could afford to support more than 80,000 people. I don't believe that there are only 500,000 taels of silver in his mansion." Du Shangshu's attitude suddenly changed, his tone was helpless and pitiful.

Fang Zheng rolled his eyes, raised his legs and said leisurely: "Shu Du, you know that it is not easy for the former crown prince to raise 80,000 people. His family is not a gold mine. Even if he has money, he will throw it into the bottomless pit of Qin Yang's private soldiers. It is very reasonable and logical to find only 500,000 taels of silver from his mansion."

Fang Zheng said and grinned at Du Songjun: "I have paid a lot of money. As for the hard work of sending soldiers to help the prince's mansion clean, the official understands the difficulties of Lord Shangshu, so I won't ask you for it for the time being. Let's talk about it later, hehe."

Du Songjun's body shook when he heard this, and his whole body felt like he was knocked on a stick, and his mind buzzed, and he didn't come back to his senses for a while.

I knew, I knew! It was so difficult to ask for money from this guy. After saying it all, I owe him money, so who can I ask for?”

"Woo" Du Songjun's face kept twitching, and a painful whimper came from his mouth.

"Shu Du, what's wrong with you? Ah! Are you crying?" Fang Zheng was frightened. The old man was also a second-rank official at the Ministry of Revenue. Why was he so fragile?

He pointed at Fang Zheng tremblingly. Du Songjun's face turned pale and his whole body was swaying, and his tone was infinitely resentful: "Fang Zheng, you" you are too bullying!" Wait! Wait for me!"

After saying that, Du Songjun shook his sleeves hard and left without looking back.

Fang Zheng touched his mouth. Why did this sound familiar? It was clearly like a little hooligan who suffered a loss and made a harsh word. Go back to bring the tone of a reinforcement. Did the old man have been on the street before he became an official? Now he has left the world. But there is still his legend in the world?

Fang Zheng stared at Du Songjun's back and sneered several times. It was so easy to get what I had in my mouth? Is it easy for me to work hard to earn two hard-earned money?

Not long after, a group of eunuchs and officials from various departments surrounded the fat man. The fat man lifted the curtain of the room and stepped into the door, while the rest were guarding the door honestly. The fat man looked a little depressed, and he glanced at Fang Zheng and sighed before he could speak.

Fang Zheng fattened him: "Come to register the throne ceremony soon?"

The fat man nodded: "After tomorrow, the Minister of Rites will issue the will of the father's emperor in the Jinjian Hall, and then I will officially ascend the throne."

Fang Zheng sighed: "I will have to kowtow when I see you in the future. Alas."

The fat man smiled: "You don't have to kowtow when there is no one, we will still be the same. Most of the time I can become this emperor is your credit.

Between us, we should first discuss our friends, then the monarch and ministers."

"You are here to ask me for something?"

The fat man nodded and laughed at Fang Zheng, "Brother Fang, there is good news and bad news, which one do you listen to first?"

Fang Zheng's face twitched for a moment. Whenever Fatty said this, it means that the two are bad news, the difference is bad and even worse.

Taking a deep breath. Fang Zheng improved his psychological tolerance and said bravely: "Listen to the bad first."

I'm pregnant," the fat man's little eyes turned, and then stretched out his hand: "Give it

!”

Fang Zheng was shocked and stepped back: "When did I owe you money? You are not blackmailing me

"Du Songjun just ran to me to complain, saying that you bullied him, so are you. The old man is in his fifties. Why do you make him so angry that he snot and tears? I can't bear it anymore."

"I didn't know he was such a vulnerable old man,"

"Shangshu Du said that he could not be the Minister of Revenue. If you don't return the money, he will resign and stop. He will take care of whoever you love."

Fang Zheng opened his eyes wide: "It's not that serious, right? Isn't it just annoyed him, look at his stingyness,"

The fat man sighed and looked at Fang Zheng's gaze and looked pitiful: "Brother Fang, do you know how much tax the Huachao can enter the national treasury in one year?"

"have no idea."

The fat man was pitiful and stretched out his five hands to recommend: "Ten thousand taels of silver a year."

"So little?" Fang Zheng blinked, "The money our Fang family earns in a year is probably the same."

The fat man wiped his sweat and sighed with infinite resentment: "So, I am a poor emperor! I am about to repair my father's tomb now, and my throne ceremony will save at least one million taels of silver. However, the current treasury is less than two million taels, and there are also military pay to the army, salary to officials, pave roads, build embankments and temples. What is the cost of not spending money?"

Take a look at Fang Zheng. The fat man sighed heavily on purpose: "Anyway, poor

Fang Zheng slapped his thigh hard: "Go to search the house!"

"Check, who's your home?" The fat man's eyes were straight.

But the corrupt officials went to confiscate someone's house, and all the property they collected was filled into the treasury. Wouldn't they be rich?" Fang Zheng smiled and said with a bad idea: "I think Du Songjun, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, is suspicious. Do you want me to help you check him?"

The fat man rolled his eyes and said, "What are you addicted to scouting your house? I was busy scouting the ministers' homes when I ascended the throne. How can I be the emperor in the future?" Besides, if you talk about corrupt officials in the All-China Dynasty, who is more greedy than you?

"Brother Fang, I'd better tell me the money. The prince's mansion."

Before the fat man could finish his words, Fang Zheng suddenly shuddered, retreated, and stared at the fat man with caution: "My!"

"Ah?" The fat man was stunned. This was obviously a dirty silver that was filled into the treasury. How could it be yours

?

"You can't say that, you know that the current treasury is empty, and the property from the Prince's Mansion,"

"My!" Fang Zheng emphasized his tone and emphasized again.

"You" yours?" The fat man curled his lips and cried. He looked at Fang Zheng with great resentment, stammered his lips a few times, and finally sighed: "Okay, yours are all yours, I'll think of other ways.

After saying that, the fat man turned around in a daze and walked towards Xixiao.

"Oh, come back. Xiao Fangzheng stopped him.

He hooked the fat man's shoulder intimately, Fang Zheng smiled and said, "My one is yours, why are you polite to me? I teased you just now. Don't worry, you can't let you lose face when you become the emperor. The property of the prince's mansion is in my warehouse. You can send someone to count it tomorrow. I guess if it's all for silver, it will be at least 10 million taels. Fat man, you've paid for it, and you've got the tax on the treasury for one year."

The fat man grabbed Fang Zheng's sleeve and wiped the tears of his fat face, and said gratefully: "I knew you wouldn't be so loyal. Woo, you don't know, I've been worried about money these two days. Du Songjun ran away from me in every few days and cried poorly. I can't hide my face and open my mouth to you. Woo, I'm so embarrassed!"

Fang Zheng gently stroked the fat man's head, and took back his sleeves without any trace, and said warmly: "Silly child, tell me if you have any difficulties. If you don't have any difficulties, you have to tell me, who will go with us? If you become the emperor, can I not give you face? Although money is a good thing, no matter how much it is, it can't stand our friendship." Hey, the bad news you just now was asking me for money. Well, it is indeed bad news. What is the good news?"

Speaking of the good news, the fat man was excited, and his fat face covered in tears exuded radiance. He excitedly said: "Good news will definitely make you laugh, haha,"

"What is it?" Fang Zheng's eyes lit up. Could it be that this fat man found out with conscience and planned to give me ten or eight beautiful beauties?

"A man will only pursue promotion and wealth in his life. You can't make any money for the time being, so I plan to be promoted to your official position after ascending the throne.

"Promotion, promotion?" Fang Zheng was stunned this time.

The fat man nodded happily: "The position of Minister of Personnel has been suspended for a long time. I plan to appoint you as Minister of Personnel. Tsk, the head of the six ministries, and the transfer of officials in charge of the world's performance evaluation. Brother Fang, congratulations."

An Zheng:”

"Look at this child, I was so happy that I couldn't speak. The little fat man patted Fang Zheng's shoulder with a warm face: "Open it and be happy for a few days, and then prepare to take office! Your Fang family has a minister of the current dynasty, and it's great that I'll be happy for you."

The fat man turned around and left, shaking his head while walking, sighing: "The king, sage, ministers, and wise, the world is clear and bright, and the image of prosperity is so comfortable, so comfortable

Fang Zheng stared at the fat man's back with his eyes straight. After a long time, he finally burst into tears.

Fatty, I'm busy planning a memorial to resign. You've actually promoted memorial to me. You're just trying to do it? If you come back to the parents' home, you'll be able to strangle me to death if you know I've been promoted again?

The funeral ceremony was busy and orderly. After the ceremony was completed, Yang Duqing, Minister of Rites, ordered the bells of the palace to ring the bells, and summoned the civil and military ministers above the fourth rank in the capital to gather in the Jinjian Hall. After the ministers arranged according to the ranks of the morning court, Yang Duqing invited the will left by the emperor and read it out loudly in front of the civil and military officials of the court. So after the ministers asked three times. The fat man said three times, the fat man finally put on a bright yellow five-clawed golden dragon robe, a golden winged dragon crown, and sat on the emperor's dragon throne that symbolized the supreme world.

The ministers were wearing court clothes, wearing beam crowns, holding Xun boards in their hands, and solemnly and respectfully knelt three times and nine times to the new emperor, shouting long live the mountain.

The little fat man tried hard to maintain the majesty expression that the emperor should have, suppressed his inner excitement. Once he only planned to be a peaceful and prosperous prince, like Fang Zheng, who made eating, drinking and having fun as his only goal in his life. Things are unpredictable. Once upon a time, he actually approached the court step by step and entered the center of power. Today, he even sat on the emperor's dragon throne with justification. Looking back on the past, the fat man was like falling into clouds and fog at this moment, as if he was having an incredible dream.

Looking at the Golden Palace, the civil and military ministers respectfully bowed to him. The fat man suddenly felt that the feeling of holding power in his hands was so wonderful and satisfying. No wonder, through ancient times, countless people have sacrificed their lives to get this thing. Perhaps the beauty of power can only be savored after getting it.

Sitting on the dragon throne that symbolizes the common ruler of the world, accepting the worship of court officials calmly and holding the authority of the world, how could this feeling of dominating all living beings be comparable to that of an unknown Xiaoyao Prince back then?

The fat man couldn't help but turn his eyes to the dragon pillar near the gate of the Golden Palace. Fang Zheng was standing in the old position of the squad. Seeing Fang Zheng being lazy, he yawned in pleasure, and even smacked his sockets and mouth bored. As if he felt the fat man's gaze, Fang Zheng raised his head and squeezed at him, then made a face.

Seeing his strange appearance, the fat man couldn't help but bend the corners of his mouth slightly. He was a little dizzy by the throne of power. After seeing Fang Zheng, his mind suddenly became clear, and a warm smile appeared on the corners of his mouth, and even his eyes became particularly soft.

The meaning of a friend is not just to share happiness. Sharing hardships, but more importantly, when you are lost, you can quickly find yourself by looking at each other with just a glance.

After the new emperor ascended the throne, according to the etiquette system, he discussed the title of the First Emperor Mi with his ministers. After the Grand Secretary of the Third Palace, the Hanlin Academy and the officials of the six ministries jointly discussed and summarized the merits and actions he performed during the reign of the First Emperor, and finally decided to set the title of the First Emperor as "Emperor Wu".

A joint oral examination with a strong and straightforward army is strong and has no desires, and is strong and unyielding. Be loyal and forgive, and be upright.

To overcome disasters and chaos is called martial arts, and to fight with troops. Therefore, it can be determined.

Looking at the life of the Emperor, the Emperor did not do much in political affairs, but sent troops several times to pacify civil unrest and ministers' rebellion. During his reign, Fang Zheng adopted the strategy to retreat the Turkic army of tigers and wolves, and forced the Turkic Kingdom, which had been in war for a hundred years to sign a never-violent treaty with him, which saved the people of the Chinese Dynasty from military disasters and chaos, and gave the people of the Chinese Dynasty, the soldiers and civilians of the Chinese Dynasty, who suffered from the war, to have a chance to breathe. This great achievement was no less than the opening of territory, because it was related to military affairs. Therefore, the ministers unanimously requested to report the title of the Emperor's name as "Martial Emperor Xiao" to demonstrate his achievements and keep it in history.

After the overflowing title is set, the next step is to issue an edict to immigrate prisoners in the world. Except for the crime of rebellion, the rest can be exempted. Then, reward the ministers, which means leaving the old ministers to the former emperor to increase their titles to show the new emperor's kindness.

Everything went very smoothly at the throne ceremony. All the ministers in the court were familiar with the etiquette system and went through whatever procedures they should go. Under the throne, Yang Duqing, the Minister of Rites, recited the imperial edict one by one, while the ministers below called long live long live long live long live long live long live long live long and praised our emperor's wisdom when they should praise our emperor's wisdom. Everything went according to the procedures, without any mistakes.

Yang Duqing secretly wiped out the sweat. Rewarding the ministers was the last procedure. The new emperor's ascension ceremony was finally completed without any danger under his presidency.

Yang Duqing was too happy.

He forgot that could the irregular time bomb like Fang Zheng be buried among his ministers? Is he going to have a great time bomb?

When Yang Duqing thought, "Heir of the First Class Loyal and Brave Marquis, Fang Zheng, the garrison general of the capital, was given the title of the First Class Loyal and Duke of Zhongguo, and increased his fief by 1,000 households, rewarded 1,000 taels of gold and 200 pieces of silk and silk, and was also given the position of Minister of Personnel, and was given the title of second-rank official. When an accident happened.

Before the words were finished, the ministers below opened their mouths with a "buzz" and the discussion began. Is the New Emperor's decree too heavy? Many ministers opened their mouths, but considering that this was the New Emperor's ascension ceremony and could not lose their manners, they closed their mouths tightly, but the ministers all showed dissatisfaction on their faces.

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In theory, Fang Zheng made great contributions. He joined the court with the strategy of retiring the Turks, and then rescued the sages several times and quelled the rebellion. He heard that even the rebellion of the former crown prince was decided by him, so his promotion was expected by the ministers. There was nothing to say about the new emperor's title of title to Duke. After all, the contributions made by others were there.

But it would be a bit outrageous to add him to the Minister of Personnel.

What is the Ministry of Personnel? It is the first yamen in the court with the six ministries, and is in charge of a series of important tasks such as promotion, transfer and demotion of all officials in the Hua Dynasty. In other words, the Minister of Personnel can be regarded as the most powerful minister in the court with one person and above millions of people.
To be continued...