Let’s play! Are all the courtiers of history treacherous?

See the absent-minded appearance of His Highness’s courtiers.

Nie Zheng smiled.

Don’t guess.

Nie Zheng also knew what was probably going on in their minds.

But Nie Zheng didn’t care.

Instead, he gave Cao Tian a look.

Cao poured his heart into the meeting, held a holy will in his hand, and began to read the will of the Son of Heaven:

“Carried by the heavens, the Son of Heaven decreed: The treasury is becoming more and more empty, the heart is feeling uneasy, the seven kingdoms of the earth coexist in the nine weeks, and my ministers in Bactria should be loyal to the country…”

Cao Tian read the Divine Will of the Son of Heaven in a loud voice.

His Highness’s courtiers looked at each other.

There are also ministers with extremely strange faces.

The look in Nie Zheng’s eyes was a little unkind.

The reason why the civil and military officials are not good is very simple.

It’s all because of the content of this holy will.

Simply put.

The content of this holy decree was that Nie Zheng asked for money from the civil and military officials.

Tell them they’re poor now.

Not only is the treasury out of money.

Even the Ministry of the Interior has no silver two.

Don’t you courtiers hurry up and give generously?

Solve problems for the departed?

Of course.

Naturally, the content of the Holy Will is not written in this way.

Instead, the chewing words are grandiose.

But that’s what it means.

As Cao Tian finished reading the Holy Will.

Manchu Dynasty Wen Wu Du chose to be silent.

Even more bowed and silent.

“The treasury is not enough to make ends meet, and as the courtiers of the Great Xia, you secretaries of state will certainly not sit idly by, right?”

See the silence of the courtiers.

Nie Zheng asked with a smile.

Pity.

The entire Dragon Hall was quietly falling needles.

None of the courtiers came forward and said that they were willing to donate silver or two to enrich the treasury.

The reason is simple.

After all, no one is an idiot.

How much to donate?

If I donate too much, won’t I tell the Son of Heaven that I am a corrupt official?

Donate less, did the Son of Heaven send you that little scattered silver two?

Don’t say anyone else.

Let’s just say that the left and right ministers are the fowl.

There are only a thousand taels of silver a year.

The rest of the courtiers were even fewer.

“Zhao Kuangyin, Cao Yi.”

Seeing that the courtiers did not speak.

Nie Zheng could only roll call.

Zhao Kuangyin’s face was livid.

I have been miserable by the Son of Heaven.

Even the food and salary of a million troops must be found by themselves.

Now he even took the knife himself?

How?

Can I be alone with the wool?

What a good bully this guy is?

Even if Zhao Kuangyin has a good temper.

At this moment, the anger in my heart was rubbing upwards.

Even more in the heart to scold the mother.

In fact.

Zhao Kuangyin has a secret.

That’s his subordinates.

All of his men were warriors who could fight good battles.

Even more loyal to him.

These military generals had secretly plotted against him to usurp the throne.

He wanted him to ascend the throne as emperor.

It’s just that Zhao Kuangyin has been rejecting all the time.

I don’t want to commit this crime of treason.

But now it is pit by Nie Zheng.

Zhao Kuangyin really wanted to do the opposite.

I endure!

Zhao Kuangyin still suppressed the idea of rebellion.

After all, it’s not a last resort.

He definitely didn’t want to take that step.

But let him donate two pieces of silver.

Emperor B!

You dream and go.

“The annual salary of the subject is only 1,200 taels, and he is willing to donate 1,000 taels of silver to enrich the treasury.”

Zhao Kuangyin was lukewarm and lukewarm.

“Your Majesty, there are only one thousand taels in the year of the courtiers, and I am willing to donate them all.”

Cao Wei could only stand up.

It is no different from Zhao Kuangyin’s statement.

“Donate eight hundred taels.”

This is Tobe Shoshu and Kan.

“The subject’s family is poor, and he is willing to donate 600 taels of silver.”

This is the official Shangshu Qin Juniper.

“Donate seven hundred taels.”

This is Bingbu Shangshu Xing Daorong.

……

Five hundred and two!

Four hundred and two!

Three hundred and two!

Two hundred and two!

One hundred and two!

……

The courtiers were generous.

Even more lowly officials donated fifty taels of silver.

The sound of silver donations is incessant.

But together they are worth more than 10,000 taels of silver.

“Your secretaries of state are indeed loyal servants of my Great Xia, and they have donated all of their annual gifts.”

“I am very relieved.”

On the throne.

Nie Zheng was full of smiles.

There was not a trace of irritation in sight.

It was as if he was really touched by the act of donating silver from the courtiers.

However, one person was observing Nie Zheng with the afterglow of the corner of his eye.

And this man is no one else.

It was Zhao Gao, the chief of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

The Qunchen did not have much contact with the Son of Heaven.

But he was in the inner palace.

I didn’t dare to say that I understood Nie Zheng.

But he also knew that Nie Zheng was a moody king.

And the means are very powerful.

How could this mere ten thousand taels of silver satisfy his appetite?

It’s just that Zhao Gao’s mind is in a hurry.

Thinking about Nie Zheng, he knew that the hundred officials would not donate much silver money at all.

But why did he promulgate this will?

Before Zhao Gao could understand.

Nie Zheng on the throne smiled and spoke.

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