After being read by the tyrant, the character of the little cannon fodder completely collapsed

Chapter 87 The Tyrant’s Game
"Yes, it's just..." Chen Wangchuan asked tentatively: "I don't know what kind of result your Majesty wants? Kill him or not?"

"Why kill?" Chen Qianzhe suddenly asked.

This strange question made the ministers confused.

"Your Majesty?" Chen Wangchuan said cautiously, not wanting enough of the tyrant, "Don't you think he should die if he poisons your Majesty?"

"Didn't the Emperor say that there has been no interrogation yet? There has been no interrogation, so why do you insist that it was him who poisoned Gu?"

"...Your Majesty is unaware that what happened that day was your Majesty who he personally admitted to poisoning!"

"Really?" Chen Qianzheyun nodded lightly: "Then bring the person here and interrogate him personally in front of Gu!"

"..."

The tyrant's move made Chen Wangchuan even more confused about what he meant.

"Your Majesty, on that day..."

"Uncle Emperor, it's already autumn. This year's salt affairs should be on the right track, right?" Chen Qianzhe calmly interrupted the regent's words, narrowed his eyes and said, "What did the salt department say?"

Salt and food are the supports for the stability of a nation.

This year's food disaster almost caused riots. If there is another salt riot, the country's foundation will be even more unstable.

Chen Wangchuan took out a memorial and presented it: "Back to Your Majesty, the Salt Bureau sent a memorial, saying that due to excessive rain this year, many salt fields have been flooded, and I am afraid that the quantity of salt will be reduced."

Chen Qianzhe smiled.

The look in Chen Wangchuan's eyes was meaningful.

Food and salt are the lifeblood of people's survival.

If you grasp this lifeline, you can grasp the lives and hearts of the people.

It seems that his imperial uncle also knows this truth very well.

"It's not a good thing for the Salt Department to reduce salt, Uncle Emperor," Chen Qianzhe put one hand on the table and said with a smile, "How do you think I should handle this matter?"

"In my humble opinion, the Salt Department is decreasing year by year, and the amount of contributions is less and less every year. I am afraid there is a fundamental problem, and we need to re-investigate."

"What the emperor is saying is that he is going to send an imperial envoy to investigate the salt department?" Chen Qianzhe raised his voice and brought the topic of the salt investigation to the regent: "You all heard what the emperor meant. I don't know which minister Are you willing to go check the salt department!?"

The ministers were silent for a moment.

Even a fool knows that there are many shady things going on like this, and the masterminds behind the scenes are connected one by one, involving important people.

Even if His Majesty takes action personally, he may not be able to find out anything.

Soldiers and crabs like them will go to investigate, and that will cost them their lives.

Everyone knew how powerful it was, so no one said anything.

"What? No one is going?" Chen Qianzhe's voice gradually became colder: "It seems that Gu is..."

"His Majesty!"

Behind the courtiers, someone walked out of the queue with a high profile.

The moment they saw that person, everyone's expressions became wonderful.

Only Chen Wangchuan's face suddenly became serious: "Ling Zaifu?!"

It turned out to be Ling Xi's father, the soft-spoken and empty-headed Zaifu's father.

Why did he appear?

His sudden appearance may not be a good thing!

Ling Zaifu ignored the gazes of everyone, lifted up his clothes and knelt down: "I am willing to inspect the Salt Division for your Majesty!"

"Ling Aiqing, are you sure?" The tyrant smiled half-heartedly, biting his fingertips: "You are just a scholar, and you have never known the importance of salt. I can understand it. Now I take back what I just said, and I will treat it as nothing." I didn't hear it." "Your Majesty..."

"Liao Hu, General Liao." Chen Qianzhe suddenly called Liao Hu's name.

Liao Hu didn't expect Chen Qian to turn back to him, and after quickly exchanging glances with Chen Wangchuan, he immediately walked out of the queue: "Your Majesty!"

"What do you think of Shioji?"

"Well, I, I am just a martial artist, and I don't know much about the Salt Division..." Liao Hu scratched his head, with an expression that I didn't understand: "Why don't your Majesty ask other people!"

"But it's you who Gu is asking," Chen Qianzhe's aura suddenly darkened: "What's wrong? Gu just got sick, but he's not dead. Now he wants to ask the general something, but he's too lazy to bother with it? "

Liao Hu quickly knelt down: "I don't dare, your Majesty has misunderstood... I feel that I really don't understand the Salt Division. If you ask about border military affairs, or martial arts, I can still say a few words." , this Salt Division..."

He immediately pointed at Ling Zaifu: "You should ask Ling Zaifu, he must know more than me!"

Ling Zaifu also kowtowed heavily: "Your Majesty, although I only compiled a book, I also learned about the affairs of the Salt Division from the book. How about your Majesty leave the affairs of the Salt Division to me. I will not return until I resolve the matter. towards!"

This statement moved everyone present.

In fact, everyone knows in their hearts that unless Yan Si kills from the top and kills to the end without leaving any one behind, and then replaces Yan Si with his own people, it will be impossible to break open the iron barrel of Yan Si.

It is not easy for outsiders to shake Yansi.

There was no sound in the hall.

Everyone has their own concerns.

The tyrant's gaze swept over everyone: "So, except for Ling Aiqing, no one among you is willing to come out to thoroughly investigate the Salt Division?"

"..." Everyone was silent.

Chen Qianzhe nodded silently: "General..."

Liao Hu waved his hands quickly: "No, no, I really can't, I really can't..."

"You just said that if I want to ask you about marching plans or martial arts techniques, I can contact you?"

"...Yes," Liao Hu took a breath, feeling like he had fallen into the tyrant's pit.

He subconsciously looked to Chen Wangchuan for help, but the latter shook his head imperceptibly, apparently not guessing what the tyrant meant.

I had no choice but to bite the bullet and said: "Yes, if your majesty asks me about something that is within my scope, I can still answer. Now, in this Salt Department, I can only rely on Zaifu. I really can't use it." Power!"

"Well, that's good," Chen Qianzhe was waiting for his words.

He sat down with his eyes closed and said calmly: "Then you will escort Ling Aiqing to thoroughly investigate the Salt Division!"

"...What?!" Liao Hu was stunned.

Unexpectedly, the tyrant did not follow the routine.

He pushed and pushed, but he still couldn't push away the bad thing Shio Si.

What's even worse is that Ling Xi's father, the tyrant's future father-in-law, has become an ally.

Before he could object, Ling Zaifu knelt down and kowtowed: "Thank you for your great love, Your Majesty. With the great general protecting you, I and the Salt Division team will definitely be able to turn danger into good fortune, solve your Majesty's problems, and return with honor! Right, sir?" General!?"

"No, I didn't mean that..." Liao Hu quickly wanted to explain.

The tyrant's aura suddenly cooled down: "What does the general mean? Do you want to resist the decree? Or is it true that the general exists to question Gu's decree?"

"No, I mean..." Liao Hu didn't know what to say for a moment.

He can't say that he doesn't want to escort Ling Zai to assist in inspecting the Salt Division, right?

There is no personal grudge, so why should he "not want to"?
(End of this chapter)