At this time, He Yi said in a heavy voice: "Your Majesty, these are the usual mistakes made by those ministers in the court. Why did the Emperor collect this?"
Zhu Feng said coldly: "The Minister of the Household Department borrowed 200,000 taels of silver from the treasury. It has been five years and I haven't repaid it. I have no intention of repaying it."
"..."
"This, is it guarding the 'stealing'?"
"..."
"There is also the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. His son has been doing something wrong and seizing the people's land. Doesn't he know about this kind of thing?"
"..."
"It's clearly a cover for selfishness."
"..."
"This kind of person is no longer needed by our Metropolitan Procuratorate."
"..."
"besides-"
He then said a few more things, and Nan Yan was stunned to hear it.
What Zhu Feng said, that is, what was written in the pamphlet in He Yi's hand, was all the fault of those officials in the court.
How could he know such details.
Knowing this, what to do
He Yi remained silent, and waited until Zhu Feng finished speaking. He said solemnly, "Your Majesty, do you want me to deal with these officials during this time?"
"That's right."
Zhu Feng said lightly: "I took a look, and they are all veterans, so I don't care too much about them."
"..."
"Let them all resign and return to their hometowns to enjoy their old age, and I will reward them with some Susukida."
"..."
"However, if they are stubborn, then when I return from Beiping, I will have the ministers impeach them. At that time, resignation will not be a solution."
He Yi looked at the booklet in his hand and fell silent.
After all, Zhu Feng was still unwilling to keep these courtiers—however, it was okay, once the emperor had courtiers, if these courtiers were not easy for the emperor to use, of course they would have to be replaced.
It's just that the things in this booklet made him a little uneasy.
Where did the emperor get so many mistakes by his courtiers
With a serious expression on his face, he raised his head to look at Zhu Feng, and said, "The emperor said a few days ago that you specially trained your own honor guard team, which is composed of disciples of the clan."
Zhu Feng said lightly: "That's right."
"Their organization is not in the army, nor is it the same as that of the imperial battalion."
"Yes."
"They are directly following orders from the emperor."
"Um."
He Yi took a deep breath and raised the pamphlet in his hand: "Is that the guards who checked these things for the emperor?"
Zhu Feng looked at him for a while, and then said, "You don't need to ask these questions."
"..."
"Go and get things done."
"..."
"I hope that after returning from Beiping, I won't have to see these faces in the court again."
He Yi looked down at the pamphlet in his hand with a serious heart, and after a while, he finally took a deep breath: "My minister, lead the decree."
After speaking, he turned and walked out.
The Hall of Martial Arts became quiet again.
But Nanyan sat in her seat, but couldn't calm down.
If it was said that what Heyi and Zhu Feng said just now were about the previous dynasty, she didn't understand, and she didn't dare to think too much about it, but before Heyi came, she already understood what Zhu Feng asked her.
She got up and walked slowly, until she walked to the soft couch, and saw Zhu Feng put his hand on top of the incense burner, and the green smoke rose from the incense burner, and slowly spread around his fingertips, puffing into the air up.
like his mind.
Invisible, let alone measurable.
"Your Majesty..." She hesitated, and said softly, "Your Majesty, do you want the servant's family...to be an official in the court?"