To say that when he found out that the accounting department was lying to his superiors and deceived his subordinates, Brother Jiu was very angry and humiliated. When he came to Kangxi, it was 100%.

Kangxi thought more than Jiu Age.

Two generations of young emperors came to the throne, and the emperor's position was passed down from father to son. It did not pass to the hands of the clan princes, and it did borrow the power of the Shangsanqi.

In order to balance the three banners, Kangxi began to reuse coatings.

The dignity of dressing was only started in this dynasty.

As a result, Shang Sanqi obeyed, but Baoyi made him, the emperor, a big joke.

From the prince who died in the palace to the accounting department...

Kangxi's eyes were full of waves.

He looked at Brother Ninth and said, "If the Imperial City Shop is handed over to you, what will you do with it?"

Brother Jiu's eyes lit up and he said: "Just sell it directly to the government. Lease it for five or ten years at a time. The one with the highest price will get it."

After hearing this, Kangxi couldn't help but frown and said, "If we bring all the merchants from Nancheng into the inner city, wouldn't it cause chaos?"

Brother Jiu looked at Kangxi and said, "But most of the merchants in the imperial city are ordinary people..."

There are tens of thousands of people living in the imperial city, and the access control is loose.

Kangxi frowned and said: "What about the Qingfeng Division, the Qianliang Yamen and the Internal Construction Division? How to increase revenue and reduce expenditure?"

Brother Jiu looked at Kangxi and hesitated for a moment.

He had been the director of the Ministry of Internal Affairs for three years, so he naturally thought about this, but he always felt that now that he had said it, he could not guarantee that the credit would fall on him.

With the way the royal father behaves, he will not be allowed to control so many things.

He was a little selfish, but then he thought of Qi Xi, and couldn't help but be startled.

This is the imperial father's house of internal affairs. How come you have forgotten your official duties?

Even if he is the prince's elder brother, let alone others.

"Huh?" Kangxi urged, "Is there any way?"

Brother Jiu thought for a while and said, "How about adding a few more vacancies in the Imperial Censor's Yamen of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and how many more patrol censors?"

The Qingfeng Division is in charge of the cattle and sheep pastures, the Qianliang Yamen is in charge of the rental of the imperial estate, and the Construction Division is in charge of the repairs of the palace, imperial gardens, palaces, imperial mausoleums, etc.

Without going to other places for verification, nothing can be found in the yamen files.

Kangxi listened and didn't think this was a good idea.

Whenever people are involved, there are likely to be disadvantages.

If you patrol the censor and accept bribes, you can continue to deceive the superiors and deceive the subordinates.

He looked at Brother Ninth and saw that Brother Ninth looked heavy and worried.

Kangxi thought of the Censor Yamen of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and also of Hayartu.

The Ministry of Internal Affairs needs to conduct a thorough investigation, but the Ninth Prince cannot do it. There are still government affairs here in Maqi, and there is no time for other people to take care of it. The most suitable candidate is Hayartu.

Brother Jiu had already thought clearly and looked up at Kangxi and said: "Khan Ama, my son thought about it for a moment. Most of this man's greed lies in dressing and eating. He usually wants to save some money and eat more."

Better, better clothes; medium and high-quality clothing, in order to maintain the wealth of the family, prepare money for the children and grandchildren to make up for the vacancies, and the top of these, they also need to listen to the emperor's thoughts, grasp the thoughts of Khan Amma, and ensure that he will not be replaced...

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Kangxi continued to listen, especially paying attention to the last item.

"My son was thinking, being an errand in the Ministry of Internal Affairs is different from wearing armor. There are no rewards for military merit, many official vacancies are fixed, and there is no room for promotion. So besides making money, what else can you do? Either money or power, you have to occupy the same

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With this kind of ups and downs, the whole atmosphere is ruined.

Kangxi felt a little hesitant.

It will be impossible if the three flags of the Ministry of Internal Affairs are not cleaned up, but to what extent they should be cleaned up, we need to be cautious.

You must know that the guards at various palace gates in the palace are in the hands of the guards of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

If these people are bribed, Miyagi will lose its barrier...

Kangxi looked at his seventh elder brother.

The seventh prince acted like a clam, with no intention of opening his mouth.

Kangxi looked at his ninth elder brother.

Brother Jiu, on the other hand, looked eager to give it a try.

"What do you want to say?" Kangxi said.

Brother Jiu hesitated for a moment and said: "My son just wants to settle a financial account with you, and sometimes they will take action. This salary is not enough. The highest-grade doctor of the fifth grade has an annual salary of eighty taels of silver."

, eighty dendrobium rice..."

"Let's talk about money first. Eighty taels of silver seems like a lot, but raising a horse for transportation requires about ten taels of silver per year. To raise several servants, it costs two to thirty taels of silver per month.

The remaining family, young and old, can barely afford food, clothing and food. Life in this life is not just about food and drink, but also favors and gifts..."

Speaking of this, he thought about the "three festivals and two longevity" he had collected in the past two years, and sighed: "We should have discovered it long ago. The 'three festivals and two longevity's' only for one son, and the fee for a doctor's fee is only eighty taels of silver."

Come on, there are Mr. Ma and Mr. Ha. Where does this money come from? From the miscellaneous officials in their respective departments, one level at a time, to the minor officials from the ninth grade, with an annual salary of thirty-one taels and five cents.

If you can barely eat and drink, how can you be filial? There is no other way except to be greedy..."

"So my son wants to ask for mercy. If Khan Ama takes care of them, forget about the little fish and shrimp below..."

Kangxi laughed angrily and said: "Are you showing mercy to others? You are humble, you have done nothing for the country, but you are an upright bannerman. Isn't this a grace? You are so generous, but they let them down, and you should be severely punished!"

Brother Jiu stopped talking.

Anyway, the population of Baoyi currently has a lot of free resources. After collecting this batch, we can make up for another batch.

The royal father took care of it as he pleased.

Kangxi lowered his eyes and moved his right hand in his sleeve.

The numbness has passed.

He raised his hand, supported the table, and told Liang Jiugong: "Pass Hayartu..."

"Hey!" Liang Jiugong responded and retreated.

Kangxi looked at his ninth elder brother with an unpredictable expression.

Brother Jiu felt his hair was a little numb.

There was no ice basin in the room, but it still felt chilly.

"The emperor's ninth son, Yinzhen, is lazy. He was tired of doing errands and joined the revolution. He stopped the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs and went home to reflect on himself!"

Kangxi said with a cold face.

Brother Jiu was stunned and speechless as he looked at Kangxi.

The Seventh Prince reminded him in a low voice: "I accept the order and thank you..."

Brother Jiu knelt on his knees and said: "Son, I accept the decree... thank you..."

Kangxi glanced at the seventh elder brother and said: "Kneel down, everyone!"

The two brothers came down from the imperial palace.

Seeing that Brother Ninth's face was pale and his eyes were red, Brother Seven patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't think too much, Khan Ama is here to protect you..."

Brother Ninth looked at Brother Seven, but was not comforted.

He is already eighteen years old, not eight years old, but in Khan Amma's heart, he is still a prince who does not worry about anything.

He also wanted to lose face and wished he could turn around and go back immediately, patting his chest and telling the emperor that he could bear it.

But when he thought of Shu Shu and the three children, he still didn't turn around.

But without the head of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, what will he do in the future?

The emperor's father tried to save him, but his face fell to the ground and he couldn't be picked up.

Fortunately, I am a bald prince. Those clans that have been affected by the revolution have to be demoted or their titles transferred in serious cases.

The internal and external guards of Qianqing Palace took a look at this dejected person, as if he were mourning for his concubine.

As soon as the Holy Emperor returned to the palace, in less than two quarters of an hour, he sent someone to tell Brother Jiu.

This man seems to have been trained, he looks pitiful.

Isn’t it the “beloved son”?

Everyone was also curious about what mistakes Master Jiu made and was reprimanded for.

At this time, Brother Ninth had already returned to the Yamen of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The twelfth elder brother is still in bed handling official duties.

After the population and breeding investigation was completed, the only thing left for the twelfth elder brother was to deal with each official document. He wanted to "see the talented people and think about them together", so he finished it in half a day, leaving him to stay here all day.
To be continued...