At this time, He Yi heard a heavy voice saying: "Your Majesty, these are the daily mistakes of the ministers in the court. Why did the emperor collect this?"

Zhu Feng said coldly: "Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, he borrowed 200,000 taels of silver from the treasury. It has been five years since he has not yet requested it. He has no intention of paying it back."

“…”

"Is this considered a custodian's thief?"

“…”

"There is also the Censor of the Censorate. His son did something wrong and seized the land of the people. Don't he know about this?"

“…”

"It is clearly a favoritism and cover-up."

“…”

"I don't need such a person, my Censorate."

“…”

"besides"

He said several more next time, and Nan Yan was stunned by the sound of hearing it.

What Zhu Fengkou said, that is, what He Yi wrote in the booklet, was all the faults of the officials in the court.

How could he know so much?

Knowing this, what should I do?

He Yi was silent until Zhu Feng finished speaking. He said with a serious expression: "Your Majesty, do you want the Wei minister to deal with these officials during this period?"

"That's right."

Zhu Feng said lightly: "I looked at it and they are all old ministers, and I don't care much about them."

“…”

"I will also reward them with some thin fields if they all resign and return to their hometowns and enjoy their old age."

“…”

"But if they are stubborn, then when I come back from Peking, I will let the ministers impeach them. At that time, it will not be a matter of resignation."

He Yi looked at the booklet in his hand and fell silent.

Zhu Feng was still unwilling to leave these ministers behind after all, but that was nothing. Once the emperor was in trouble, he would have to change them.

However, the things in this booklet made him feel a little uneasy.

Where did the emperor come from? So many mistakes made by court officials.

He looked solemn, raised his head and looked at Zhu Feng, and said, "The emperor said a few days ago that you specially trained a team of ceremonial guards, composed of disciples of the royal family."

Zhu Feng said lightly: "That's right."

"Their organization is not in the army, nor is it from the personal soldiers of the Imperial Camp."

"Yes."

"They obeyed the emperor directly."

"Um."

Shi Yi took a deep breath and raised the booklet in his hand: "Are these things the guards investigated for the emperor?"

Zhu Feng looked at him for a while, then said, "You don't need to ask these."

“…”

"Go and get things done."

“…”

"I hope that after returning from Peking, I will no longer have to see these faces in the court."

He Yi looked down at the booklet in his hand with a serious mood. After a while, he finally took a deep breath: "I am accused me, please accept the order."

After saying that, he turned around and walked out.

Wuying Palace became quiet again.

But Nanyan was unable to calm down while sitting in his seat.

If she said that what He Yi and Zhu Feng said just now was from the previous dynasty, she didn't understand and didn't dare to think too much, but before He Yi came, she already understood what Zhu Feng asked her.

She got up and walked slowly over, and walked to the soft couch. She saw Zhu Feng put his hand above the incense burner, and the curling blue smoke rose from the incense burner, slowly spreading around his fingertips, and scattering into the air.

Just like his thoughts.

Not visible, not even more unpredictable.
Chapter completed!