All the villains can hear my voice

Chapter 39 Is it too late to resign now?
  Wang Shuren and Zhao Dajia have similar life experiences. Zhao Dajia's parents died and he was raised by an old monk in a small temple with meager incense money. Wang Shuren's father died young and he was raised by his widowed mother with all kinds of hardships.

Now that he is an official, his family is all poor, but Wang Shuren is very different from Zhao Dajia. Even though he is so poor that he even has his court uniform patched, he still maintains the dignity expected of a Confucian scholar and does not pick up garbage. He is still a colleague's family. .

Moreover, the difference between the two is not limited to this aspect.

Let’s talk about Zhao Dajia. He is a conspicuous person in the workplace. In order to show how diligent he is, he comes to work half an hour earlier than others every morning, as if to show how lazy others are. And just like last time, if you are injured, you will Just have a good rest at home, he won't come to court so fast that he has to show his presence in front of the emperor.

What did he make the emperor think?
  I don’t dare to ask for leave now that I have a cold!

Absolutely abominable!
  Ah Qiu!

As he was thinking about it, Fang Daren sneezed and sucked in his nose that had severe stops, and his disgust for Zhao Dajia became even more intense.

Wang Shuren is different. He is very low-key in everything he does, and he is also humble and polite. How different is Zhao Dajia, who is obviously a low-ranking official from the sixth rank. He always looks at people with his nostrils. He deserves to be the butt of laughter now. !
  The civil and military ministers lined up their seats and entered the main hall. The emperor soon took his seat. Of course, there were also Chuanwen and the little princess. However, Chuanwen narrowed his eyes and dozed off soon after he sat down. Needless to say, the little princess was still there. The baby was sleeping soundly in his swaddling clothes.

Alas, it was so early, but they still managed to get up. A fourteen-year-old girl was still growing, and it was not easy to be dragged to court just when she needed to sleep.

Of course, although many ministers were as pitiful as Fang Daren, there were also a few who were resentful and thought they deserved it, such as Liu Zhangmin, who had not dared to come to court for many days, and Zhang Hui, who had been kicked out of his home and had nowhere to go. .

Chuanwen fell asleep and was woken up again by the quarrel below. He felt upset. This quarrel has been going on for several days. Has there been any result? Not too tired either!

As for the reason for the quarrel, the reason starts a few days ago.

In the previous court meeting, the emperor deliberately mentioned the Western Regions, and the voice of the Chuanwen revealed that in the original plot, the Western Regions would raid the border towns in the next spring, and that the Jin Dynasty was struggling to cope with the empty treasury.

From that day on, there was a quarrel in the court.

Is it to fight or to appease and surrender?

If you want to appease and surrender, you must send the princess to get married, or give real money to show your sincerity. This has always been the case. In order to show off the demeanor of a big country, when a small country is recruited to surrender, it has to give money to the small country.

The emperor's idea was to fight directly. Their princess of Jin Dynasty was not meant for marriage! What's more, the Western Region has already made plans. Even if they are temporarily appeased now, in the long run, one day their restlessness will inevitably resurface? Or maybe they simply pretended to be appeased and made a surprise attack when Da Jin relaxed?
  But the Lord Peace Party asked again, "Where's the money? Where does the military salary come from?"

Winter is coming soon, and the soldiers need to buy more cold clothes. Marching and fighting are inevitable, so they need to buy more shoes. There are also weapons, so they have to buy some. There are so many things to eat and drink. Where can I not ask for money?
  Although a wave of houses have just been raided, the money is not enough to support an army of hundreds of thousands, and there is no deadline yet!

It was almost winter, and the raid in the Western Region was only two or three months away, and they didn't have a plan yet. In the past few days, the emperor had a headache and his hair was falling out in handfuls.

[There is nothing to argue about, just fight. 】

Chuanwen rolled his eyes and planned to change his position and continue to be lazy. I don’t know what the emperor was thinking. He said that he wanted to cultivate the knowledge of the little princess from an early age, but he insisted on letting her get up so early and hold the little princess to attend the morning court.

The emperor had the same idea as Chuan Wen, but his concubines were worried about this and that, and they were also ink.

After thinking about it, the emperor became distracted, so as long as the military pay problem is solved, the ministers will have nothing to say, right?

But how to solve it?
  [Ah ah ah, why don’t you let me sleep? The emperor was startled by the sudden voice of the messenger. The noisy ministers paused for a moment and then continued to spit without any violation.

I even have a little bit of bad taste in my heart, haha, I just won’t let you sleep. Usually you expose me and torment others, but today it’s your turn, haha.

Chuan Wen glanced around below, and his gaze focused on the official who made the loudest voice and looked the proudest.

[This guy eats pretty well and his family must be very rich. Let’s rob his house! 】

The white and fat official trembled, and the voices of the quarrel became panicked, no, why!

[And that one, the one with a big belly is just like the second senior brother. He will definitely eat and drink every day, so he will copy him too! 】

The fat-bellied official who said he had no money was also agitated, his face turned pale and pale, and he copied it as he pleased!
  [Hey, this fat guy is quite powerful, and he must have made a lot of money for himself, plus him! 】

The fat man, who was huddled in the queue like a quail, was at a loss for a moment. I, I, I didn't bother you to sleep! Who, who is lining their own pockets? Stop talking nonsense, okay?
  【besides.】

Every time a name was called in the pass, the officials who were called turned pale, their voices were panicked, and some of their legs even started to shake. The officials who were not called secretly let out a long sigh of relief and couldn't help wiping the sweat on their foreheads. The sweat came out.

Chuan Hai was the one who was rubbed the most, his entire sleeve was almost soaked, and he was thinking of Amitabha Buddha in his heart.

Because of Chuanwen, many officials have been overthrown. Who among those who have fallen does not bear a grudge against Chuanwen. Chuanwen was protected by the emperor in the palace, but their Changxing Marquis Mansion has welcomed several groups of killers in the past few days. Fortunately, The emperor arranged the people in advance, otherwise they might have reported to the underworld by now.

My eldest niece, please calm down and stop blaming any official. Your fellow villagers still want to live for two more days.

The message was passed one by one, and the happiest person was the emperor. He looked at the ministers below as if he were looking at money bags.

The ministers all shuddered when they met the emperor's gaze. Is it still too late to resign?
  However, the emperor would not confiscate the homes of these officials one by one as the rumor said. Firstly, if they were all confiscated, who would work for him? Secondly, he did not want to leave a reputation as a tyrant.

Of course, money is also required.

"My dear friends, why don't you donate. If your family is well-off, please donate more. If you are not well-off, you can donate less."

The emperor used a careful trick here, haha, pay attention to the wording: Yes, that is to say, regardless of whether you are rich or not, you can donate as much as possible to me.

For some reason, when they heard the word "donate", many ministers secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After they breathed a sigh of relief, they realized that there was already a layer of cold sweat on their backs. The cold morning wind poured in, and instantly a layer of goose bumps appeared. .

[Hey, that’s weird]

Just as he breathed a sigh of relief, he immediately picked it up again.

[In this situation, why did the arrogant Uncle Zhang make no sound at all? Is he asleep? 】

(End of this chapter)