Chapter 358: Blood Splashes on the Golden Dragon (1)
Ye Ping sued Yang Shu for 100,000 gold in one night!
Ye Ping's voice fell, and the Golden Palace suddenly became silent, and the needles could be heard.
Although Ye Ping did not directly point out that he wanted to sue Yang Shu for Gan Mo, the actual meaning was already extremely obvious.
Even if the salary of a minister of Rites is good, where did he get the capital from the Jiafangsi go to the gold-selling cave, and he would wrap his head around 100,000 gold overnight?!
There is no doubt that these money must be from the wrong origin!
But these things are tacit things in the Tianxuan Empire.
The Ministry of Rites has channels for the Ministry of Rites to bring money. Many sacrificial ceremonies are good channels for bringing money. The Ministry of Revenue, Ministry of War, Ministry of Personnel and other departments are also the same. Each has its own channels for making money. The chief officials of each department are all rich and just maintain integrity on the surface!
Now, Ye Ping's words were about to expose this layer of window paper!
"I have always been to Your Majesty, and I have always been to you. No matter how many swords and fires are, I will do whatever I want. Now, I would like to ask Your Majesty to uphold justice for me!"
When Yang Shu heard Ye Ping's voice, his eyes changed a little, he went out and knelt down on the Golden Palace, kowtowed hard, and said respectfully to Emperor Xuanhe.
"Just? Justice means, where does your 100,000 gold come from? If you explain it clearly, you will naturally have your justice!"
Ye Ping looked at Yang Shu indifferently, paused word by word, and shouted coldly.
Yang Shu didn't say a word, but just kowtowed to Emperor Xuanhe.
"Yang Shu's 100,000 gold was rewarded by me over the years! I believe that Yang Shu has no greed and evil actions, Ye Ping, you don't need to pay attention to anything!"
And at this moment, Emperor Xuanhe glanced at Ye Ping indifferently and said lightly.
Emperor Xuanhe, this is to protect Yang Shu!
When Ye Ping heard this, although he was not surprised by the result, the smile on the corner of his mouth became colder.
Shen Mo also had such a cold sneer on his face.
Yang Shu is a well-known iron-core royal faction and is obeyed by Emperor Xuanhe. Although he is greedy, he is absolutely loyal to Emperor Xuanhe!
And this time, Emperor Xuan He obviously chose the latter as he guessed, between whether the ministers were honest or loyal!
Emperor Xuanhe didn’t mind his ministers being greedy, their extravagance, their only mind whether they were loyal!
"Thank you for your explanation. From now on, I will be heartbroken and unwilling to do so!" Yang Shu heard the sound, knocked heavily on his head a few times, stood up and turned to look at Ye Ping, and sneered with a smug look on his face, "Mr. Ye, I don't know, are you satisfied with Your Majesty's answer?"
"Satisfied, very satisfied!"
Ye Ping chuckled indifferently and said word by word.
Emperor Xuanhe's decision disappointed him, but as he said, he was very satisfied.
Since Emperor Xuanhe made such a decision, he had nothing to continue to worry about.
If you have different ideas, if you don’t plan to each other, why not tear your face?!
"What else is there? If you have nothing to do, you will retreat to the court!"
Emperor Xuanhe glanced down indifferently and continued lightly.
"I have another book to report. Now that the wind and snow are coming, the victims and hungry people are everywhere in Lin'an City. I don't know how to provide relief?"
Ye Ping heard the sound, walked forward and continued.
"Relief of the victims is not the Jing'an Department's business, it is the Ministry of Revenue! Where is the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue?"
When Emperor Xuanhe heard the sound, he glanced at Ye Ping indifferently, then turned his head and looked at the middle-aged man who was about 200 pounds in the crowd of the Golden Palace, wearing a white and fat official robe, which was like a purple ball, and said lightly.
"I'm here!"
When the Minister of Revenue heard the sound, he walked out in one trembling step, and smiled and said.
"Liu Quan, how did your Ministry of Revenue deal with it?"
Emperor Xuanhe looked at the Minister of Revenue indifferently and asked.
"Report to Your Majesty, my Ministry of Revenue has now opened a porridge shed, set up tents outside the city, and helped the victims. It is definitely a matter of worrying about famine, bitterness and coldness!"
When Liu Quan heard the sound, he smiled warmly and said sincerely.
"Where is the porridge shed?"
Ye Ping looked at Liu Quan, paused word by word, and said in a deep voice.
"The porridge shed is outside the city. Didn't you see it?"
Liu Quan asked back with a smile.
"Okay, that's because I'm over-thinking."
Ye Ping looked at Liu Quan's fat face, nodded, and said with a smile.
Are there porridge sheds and tents outside the city?
At least, he didn't see him when he came back yesterday!
Moreover, if there are really porridge sheds and tents, why should the hungry refugees hide under the eaves of the houses in Lin'an City and join the group to keep warm?
Liu Quan, this is telling lies in front of him!
But Emperor Xuan He's attitude also shows that he clearly doesn't care about these things. He has starved to death by how many victims have been killed, and he doesn't care at all!
Since Emperor Xuanhe doesn’t care, then what’s the point of arguing?
"Ye Ping, if you are confined to your home to reflect, if you do not repent for a day, you will not be allowed to leave your home for a day! You will retreat to the court!"
Emperor Xuan He looked indifferent. After looking at Ye Pingtan, he shook his sleeves and turned around and walked towards the Imperial Study Room.
Chen Hong followed him closely.
"Mr. Ye, it's a pity that you have disappointed you. Your Majesty trusts me more than you! You might as well tell you a little secret. When Your Majesty was not the Lord of Nine Five, I was the one in Your Majesty's house. For a long time, if Your Majesty asked me to go east, I dare not go west! Do you think Your Majesty trusts you or trusts me? Not to mention one hundred thousand gold, even one million gold, what is it worth compared to my loyalty?!"
After Emperor Xuanhe left, Yang Shu walked to Ye Ping, his lips were filled with mocking smiles, and said lightly.
"It's really nothing!" Ye Ping chuckled, then raised his hand and punched Yang Shu's chest while saying lightly: "But you forgot something. In my eyes, you, a fifth-level cultivator, are nothing."
boom!
A punch hit, and the wind flew.
Yang Shu didn't expect that Ye Ping would dare to fight in the Golden Palace. However, his reaction speed was not slow. He raised his hand and hurriedly raised his hands to block it.
"Crack...Crack..."
But unfortunately, Ye Ping's punch was extremely powerful, as if a heavy cannon was out of the bolt. When it fell on Yang Shu's hands, it immediately made him feel that a terrifying force like a broken flood spread instantly, along the bones of his hand. The sound of breaking and breaking sounds spread everywhere, and the stinging pain quickly swept across his body, causing his hands to spread to both sides.
"Bang……"
Almost as soon as his hands spread out, Ye Ping's punch had already hit Yang Shu hard in the chest.
Chapter completed!