The lights in Wenyuan Pavilion are brightly lit.

Stacks of memorials were sent over. Those memorials that were not important and could be temporarily put on hold were pushed aside by the Secretariat, leaving only memorials that reported disasters and urgent matters.

While busy, everyone was peering at the faces of the two prime ministers in the upper corners.

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

Prime Minister Zhang is here and looks very leisurely.

"Nothing is nothing, nothing is nothing!"

Prime Minister Jiang suddenly slapped the memorial heavily on the table, making his beard tremble 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. He immediately said loudly: "The Northern Frontier Army only gave half of the military 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 making memorials, his eyes full of scrutiny.

This memorial should have been detained, but now it has come to Prime Minister Jiang's desk.

The Minister of War went to coordinate the conflict between the Imperial Guards and the Jinyiwei. Only the Minister of Revenue was under pressure. He laughed dryly and said reluctantly: "Don't you all know about the border army's arrangement? You have never cried and poor all year round. In the past two years, there has been no recruitment of troops in the northern border, and the number of soldiers will only decrease and cannot increase. However, the money and food that the northern border demanded was 30% more than two years ago. This... is not appropriate!"

"So you guys didn't give it?"

Jiang Zhengshi was not fooled by the words of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. He held back his anger and said, "Last year, the two prime ministers had already approved the military rations in northern Xinjiang, and they would give 80% of the amount reported. When the spring is coming, if the Khitan invades the Xinjiang region, they will send the rest together with the military supplies and drag the rest until the summer grain is collected, and the national treasury will be abundant. Who is the one who takes the initiative to deduct all the money and grain?"

The Minister of Revenue naturally refused to take this charge. He stood up suddenly and shouted: "What does it mean to deduct money and grain privately? How many courage do I have to greedy for military food? Yongzhou has a severe drought in three years, and it is necessary to help the victims. The national treasury is empty for more than one or two days. The northern army has had serious empty wages, and there has been no major wars in recent years. I can only use this part of the food for the time being, otherwise what should I do? Do you see the people starving to death?"

"you!"

Zhengshi Jiang knew the truth was not that simple, but there was no evidence and the Minister of Revenue was very upright, so he could not argue for the moment.

Prime Minister Jiang had a calm face and didn't say anything. His eyes met Prime Minister Zhang. The latter picked up the teacup as if nothing had happened, used the cover to remove the tea leaves, and took a sip.

The Minister of Revenue is from Prime Minister Zhang's faction, and all these things must be approved by Prime Minister Zhang.

Not to mention that even if it is revealed in Wenyuan Pavilion at this time, it is not a pain for Prime Minister Zhang. The evidence must not be found, and the Ministry of Revenue accounts are made in a neat manner, and the excuses are one after another. Even the emperor cannot punish his ministers for no reason.

Even if Prime Minister Jiang’s faction is in a position to attack the Minister of Revenue, it will be difficult to affect Prime Minister Zhang.

——If the original Secretary was removed and the person who took over the position of Prime Minister Zhang, then this effort would be in vain.

Prime Minister Jiang was initially full of anger. He was angry that Prime Minister Zhang stretched out his hands too long and made too unruly. He always despised his character, but he still did not expect Prime Minister Zhang to dare to attack the military rations in the northern border.

After anger, Prime Minister Jiang listened to his disciples and officials from his sect taking turns to fight, arguing with the Minister of Revenue and his party members, as if he wanted to take out all the treasury expenses last year and yelled.

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

It’s not that they are so responsible, but that every time they have a dispute, they have to turn them out and turn them around.

They were quarreling fiercely, and the two prime ministers did not say a word and looked at each other coldly.

It is also a custom in the court to let students and officials who depend on themselves take the lead. Without the complete determination to defeat political enemies, the prime minister will not speak.

But this is the routine, Prime Minister Jiang felt a little dazed today.

This pavilion located in the imperial city symbolizes power and is longed for by scholars all over the world. It is supposed to be a famous minister who is respected by the world. But what about now?

The old prime minister sighed deeply, exhausted.

He put his pen down and left without saying a word.

The dispute came to an end. Everyone thought Prime Minister Jiang was furious, so they left. His disciples were anxious. At this time, they could firmly grasp the power by staying in the palace. Although everyone wanted to support the third prince ascend the throne, the future emperor remembers whoever he is close to, which is knowledgeable!

How can you leave in anger at such a moment?

Prime Minister Zhang looked at Zhengshi Jiang and went to chase Prime Minister Jiang, and couldn't help but snorted coldly and put the teacup heavily on the short table.

There was a dead silence in Wenyuan Pavilion. After a while, Prime Minister Zhang got up to change his clothes, and then people continued to speak.

"Military pay is not a small amount..."

"Everyone says it is used to provide disaster relief, why? I want to slander people?!"

The imperial guards and palace servants on duty in Wenyuan Pavilion were trembling with fear.

There are not a few court officials who fight with each other inconsistently.

The Chen Dynasty also had horrible deeds of ministers beating one person when they went to court.

The Secretariat, who had previously handed over the memorial for Prime Minister Jiang and handed over the northern border military pay memorial, quietly retreated to the side without attracting others' attention.

Let’s talk about Prime Minister Zhang leaving the duty room, and along the corridor is a small room where he changes his clothes.

Of course, no one followed him. The guards and the eunuchs in the palace saw it from afar, and they just bowed their heads and saluted. Prime Minister Zhang entered the small room and did not go behind the screen to find the toilet, but picked up a warm cloth towel and wiped his palm casually.

As time is about to be over, he goes out.

I met the Ministry of War that had been laid out."

Prime Minister Zhang narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

The sound of muffled thunder came faintly in the sky, dark clouds covered the moon, and soon the wind blew again, causing a rapid and clear sound of copper bells hanging on the eaves of the palace.

"What's wrong with the Nanzhen Fushi?"

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

Prime Minister Zhang suddenly asked: "Have the food and grass in northern Xinjiang been processed?"

"It's still the same, Zhang Xiang doesn't have to worry. Besides, last year it was not just a severe drought in Yongzhou, but also a treasury in Qiuling County, Pingzhou, and the treasury needs to take out money and grain..."

Before he could finish his words, a strong wind blew the cloak of the Imperial Guards away.

There was a mess outside Wenyuan Pavilion, and was caught off guard by the gust of wind, and even the sheep horn lantern was crooked several times.

The Minister of War took advantage of this strong wind and thought that no one heard them talking, he couldn't help asking: "I'm sorry, what is the evidence obtained by this general Liu Dan of the bandit? If it falls into the hands of others, wouldn't it be a bad thing?"

Prime Minister Zhang glanced at him sideways and said dissatisfiedly: "The original minister has his own arrangements. If you shouldn't ask, don't talk too much."

At this time, a group of imperial guards hurriedly ran to the distance and surrounded a clearing in front of the palace.

"What's going on?"

Prime Minister Jiang’s sedan chair was overturned.

The small bridge used in the palace is similar to a slide rod, with no obstruction around it. In such an open area in front of the palace, the wind is particularly strong. The sedan chair that Prime Minister Jiang was sitting in happened to catch up with such a gust of demonic wind. The palace servants carrying the bridge were blown so that they could not even open their eyes, and almost threw Prime Minister Jiang down.

If the two disciples who followed him were quick-witted, Prime Minister Jiang would probably have been lying down to see the imperial physician.

Zhengshi Jiang was so shocked by the wind that he was afraid of the accident that Prime Minister Jiang had.

"Jiang Xiang, anyone can retreat at this moment, you can't retreat! Who else can be afraid of Zhang Xiang besides you?" Jiang Zhengshi had to persuade him in the face of the strong wind.

Prime Minister Jiang remained silent.

Jiang Zhengshi thought he was shaken and hurriedly said, "The military pay in the northern border cannot be bad. Now the court is in troubles internally and externally. Your Majesty cannot afford to be ill. The third prince is indecisive. The welfare of all people is on your shoulders..."

"Okay!"

Prime Minister Jiang stopped drinking, and his hair and beard were shattered by the wind.

At fifty, you know the destiny of heaven, and at sixty, you will be obedient.

Prime Minister Jiang is 68 years old this year, and he has no right to be obedient. He cannot listen to what his political enemies say. Now Prime Minister Jiang is not obedient to what his disciples and old friends advise him.

"I once said that I was ashamed to be an official in the same court with some people! Now I think about it, how is it different from Zhang Xiang?" Prime Minister Jiang closed his eyes and spoke bitterly.

The third prince was clearly not suitable for being an emperor, because he was cowardly and useless and could not interfere with the government affairs, so he also tended to have such an emperor as a decoration.

The military pay in the northern border was secretly tampered with, and the Minister of Revenue and the Minister of War were to blame. If you want to get rid of these tragedy-hearted worms, you have to go through party struggles.

Trying to repel, defeat political enemies, and then change that position to the person on his own. If those people make big mistakes, they will try every means to protect them, just because they firmly believe in their hearts that their own people who have made mistakes are more conscience than those who follow Zhang Xiang and can govern the country.

Everything is an official position. The official position of one’s own person must be kept, and the official position of those who depend on the other party must be suppressed and robbed.

Once an official is demoted, he will find a way to get his own people over. If he doesn't work, he would rather take advantage of a neutral faction like Jiang Zhengshi. Young talents should be robbed, and His Majesty's trust should be even more robbed.

I just snatched it all my life, and I was fighting like a black-eyed chicken.

Prime Minister Jiang stumbled and walked a few steps, suddenly as if he had remembered something, he turned around and asked, "Where is the Sixth Prince?"

Zhengshi Jiang was stunned and then felt embarrassed.

"The Sixth Prince did not return to the palace, he ran away quietly."

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

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

Some people were secretly happy and some were shocked and worried. Zhang Zhou was smiling like a little, but he still asked someone to hire an imperial physician, and asked someone to go to the place where the sedan chair was overturned, etc.

The waitress who sent the memorial quietly looked anxious.

He used a memorial to disturb the court officials who had barely joined forces. Now that something happened to Jiang Xiang and Zhang Xiang monopolized the power. In the future, the Qi Dynasty either died from the powerful ministers or the exploited people, and the detained soldiers!

Just as he was anxious, an eunuch who was cleaning in Wenyuan Pavilion took advantage of the chaos and whispered: "Your Highness the Crown Prince is ready to do it, so please Hao Hanlin pay attention to Zhang Xiang."

The Secretariat opened his eyes wide and showed joy on his face.
Chapter completed!