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Chapter 357

East Palace, Taisun Mansion.

Now that the emperor is unwell and all major military and political affairs are handled by the emperor's grandson, the Taisun's Mansion in the East Palace is naturally busy.

It is ironic to say that for all the years that Zhao Yanjun has been the crown prince, the East Palace has never been as lively as it is now.

At this moment, in the main hall of the East Palace, Zhao Weilong was sitting in the side hall, with some memorials on his desk.

This is a brochure handed over by the Ministry of War. It contains military supplies. The Forbidden Army's operations consume a lot of supplies.

"It's military rations and ordnance... I really don't know how long our Jin Dynasty can last!"

Speaking of this, Zhao Weilong dropped the memorial in his hand, obviously sulking.

Although he was angry, as a qualified prince, Zhao Weilong was able to control his emotions very well.

Soon, he adjusted his mood, picked up the ink pen and started writing on the fold.

"Leave it to the Ministry of War to re-negotiate the amount of military supplies. Do not make false reports!"

In fact, the cabinet has already approved this fold, and Zhao Weilong's writing is regarded as a rejection.

Putting the fold aside, Zhao Weilong picked up another one.

They were also handed over through the Ministry of War. Nowadays, in troubled times, there are naturally more memorials from the Ministry of War.

After reading it, Zhao Weilong felt very good because it was good news.

"The Forbidden Army has cleared away the monsters in Gyeonggi. At least the Gyeonggi area is safe!"

The capital city was the heart of the Jin Dynasty. If such a place could ensure safety, Zhao Weilong could feel at ease.

Many times he dreams that he is being chased by zombie monsters, which shows his fear of zombies.

Zhao Weilong continued to read the reports from all parties, especially the military reports from the various governors. Zhao Weilong read them very carefully.

In Shannan and Shu counties, there were originally signs of the spread of zombies. After Zhao Weilong imprisoned five governors in succession, the spread of zombies in these places finally stopped.

The houses of these provincial chiefs who were imprisoned were all confiscated, and now they are all in jail waiting to be executed.

Through these things, Zhao Weilong allowed everyone to see his methods, and in the process he also established his authority.

At this moment, a eunuch came in to report that Huang Zhicheng was waiting outside the palace.

"Let him in!"

Huang Zhicheng was the head of the civil service in the East Palace and was Zhao Weilong's great benefactor.

If it weren't for this person's advice and suggestions, it's really hard to say who would be crown prince.

"Wei minister, please pay homage to Your Highness!"

Zhao Weilong stood up, walked to Huang Zhicheng, helped him up personally, and asked: "Huang Aiqing, why are you here? What's the important matter?"

"Your Highness, did I do something wrong?"

"Why do you say this, my dear?"

Huang Zhicheng asked: "If this were not the case, why did His Highness drive the minister out of the house?"

"What do you say, Aiqing?" In fact, Zhao Weilong asked knowingly.

"Your Highness, I think...this matter cannot be rushed!"

"I'm just asking you to be a minister in the Ministry of Household Affairs, not directly as a minister. This is not a rush!"

As emperor and courtiers, Zhao Weilong had already arranged his own team. Huang Zhicheng was just one of them, but he was the one with the highest position.

Huang Zhicheng said quickly: "Your Highness, no matter my ability or qualifications, I am not qualified to take on this important task. If I am entrusted by an unworthy person and interfere with state affairs... I will never be able to redeem myself even if I die!"

Nowadays, the current situation is difficult and the affairs of the Ministry of Revenue are complicated and troublesome. Huang Zhicheng is really worried that he can't do well.

If you don't do well, you can learn. It's actually not a big deal. What Huang Zhicheng is more worried about is that if he advances several levels in a row, it will make others uncomfortable.

Zhao Weilong also guessed this, so he heard him say: "Ai Qing, please don't refuse too much about this matter. Just go and take up the post with peace of mind!"

"Your Highness has decided?"

Huang Zhicheng's words actually have a profound meaning. In a sense, he was testing the emperor's attitude by directly appointing high-ranking minister-level officials.

This matter has been approved by the cabinet, and finally has to be approved by the seal supervisor. This step is equivalent to representing the emperor's attitude.

"It has been decided, please don't say more!"

After that, Zhao Weilong picked up a memorial from the desk, handed it to Huang Zhicheng and said, "Look at this!"

Spreading out the memorial, Huang Zhicheng looked at it carefully.

The memorial was written by a royal censor, and its content was very simple, which was to request the imperial court to move the capital.

According to the memorial, it is extremely dangerous for the imperial court to be located in Gyeonggi, so one can choose a fortified city among several counties in the south.

In this way, firstly, the court can be safe, and secondly, after the court is relocated, a lot of food and salary can be saved.

The further back he looked, the uglier Huang Zhicheng's expression became.

After closing the memorial, Huang Zhicheng said angrily: "Your Highness, the person who submitted the memorial intends to disrupt our country and should be dismissed and dealt with severely!"

"You also see something is wrong!"

"Your Highness, now he dares to petition to move the capital. If he really follows their wishes, won't they have to abandon the area north of the river next?"

Speaking of this, Huang Zhicheng became more and more angry and said: "These Jiangnan gentry are the most unjust people. For a small profit, they completely ignore the overall situation. They should be severely punished!"

Zhao Weilong nodded and said: "Ai Qing is right. The people who submitted the report are on the bright side, but the real driving force behind the scenes...are these Jiangnan gentry!"

Then he asked: "In your opinion, how should this matter be handled?"

After Huang Zhicheng thought about it again and again, he replied: "In my opinion... He will be dismissed from his post and investigated for the crime of making false proposals to move the capital, disrupting public opinion, and shaking the foundation of the country!"

Just now, Huang Zhicheng said he would be dismissed from his post. Zhao Weilong thought he was speaking out of anger, but he didn't expect that the other party really had such thoughts.

Zhao Weilong hesitated slightly and said, "Is it too much to react?"

"Your Highness, a thousand-mile embankment has collapsed in an ant nest. This wind cannot last long!"

Turning around, Zhao Weilong looked troubled.

After all, he was only fifteen years old, and he had been in prison for less than three months. He felt deeply embarrassed when he was asked to directly compete with the Jiangnan gentry.

Nowadays, during the Jin Dynasty, Jiangnan is the only land left with wealth, food and wages. Appeasing the gentry in Jiangnan is the key to stabilizing the overall situation of state affairs.

So now Zhao Weilong is very entangled, because there is a conflict between the overall situation and the overall situation, but he can't think of a complete solution.

At this time, most people would think about procrastinating moment by moment. At this moment, Zhao Weilong also fell into the trap of "procrastination".

Finally, Zhao Weilong said in a deep voice: "This is a big deal... I will deal with it after asking the emperor for instructions!"

"That's fine!" Huang Zhicheng nodded.

If this matter is dismissed in the name of the emperor, firstly, this bad trend can be stopped, and secondly, the saintliness of the emperor's grandson can be preserved.

To put it simply, the good man is the grandson of the emperor, and the bad man is the emperor.

Originally, this approach would be a dead end in normal times, but now the situation is very special, and the emperor must be willing to be this evil person.

Turning around, Zhao Weilong faced Huang Zhicheng and said: "The household department is an errand, that's it, don't let me down!"

Huang Zhicheng bowed and replied: "I will do my best!"

Taking the memorial from Huang Zhicheng, Zhao Weilong said: "Okay... let's go into the palace now!"


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