Tang Dynasty: The seventh rank of official residence, and you will be given the Ten Thousand People

The ministers looked stern and quickly stood in line to look at Wu Zetian, pretending to be listening to the holy teachings.

Looking over these people, Wu Zetian stood up and said in a deep voice.

"A memorial on the imperial censor's desk recently stated that Ningzhou Governor Di Renjie was diligent and caring for the people during his tenure, and handled a large number of backlogged cases, so much so that the people built a stone statue for him."

"How can a person like this live in a remote place for a long time? After a while, the central government drafted a decree and transferred Di Renjie to be the governor of the south of the Yangtze River. He will do his best to investigate the sentiments of the people in various prefectures and counties."

"I respect the decree!" Prime Minister Zhang Guangfu bowed.

After he retreated, Wu Zetian looked at a fat man in the queue.

"Recently, there have been heavy rains in Luoyang, and the main halls in Ziwei City are in disrepair. Does your Ministry of Industry have a backup plan?"

Upon hearing this, the Minister of Works hurriedly walked out of the queue, holding a jade guide and said.

"To return to the Queen Mother, there are many palaces in Ziwei City that want to be repaired, but they must be completed before winter at the earliest, but..."

"But what?"

"But in terms of consumption, at least 400,000 copper coins are needed." The Minister of Industry said in a low voice.

"So much money?" Wu Zetian frowned slightly and wanted to give up.

But when he thought that Ziwei City was involved in the fate of the royal family and his own ascension to the throne, he gave up the idea of ​​stopping the construction.

This time, Wu Zetian didn't ask her to name him. Shangshu of the Ministry of Finance took the initiative to stand up and said with a sad face.

"Your Majesty, the budgets of various ministries have been divided at the beginning of this spring. We really have no way to spend so much money. How about repairing it next year?"

After hearing these remarks, Wu Zetian became furious and slapped the imperial case hard.

"Trash! If you can't even get the money to repair the palace, what do I want from you?"

"I don't care, I give you ten days to come up with a solution, otherwise you can go home and retire!"

Upon hearing this, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance turned pale with fright and immediately begged for mercy.

"Queen Mother, even if you dismiss me from office, you still won't be able to get so much money."

Seeing Wu Zetian's face getting more and more ugly, Wu Chengsi winked at Wu Sansi, who walked out of the queue.

"Your Majesty, the budget of the Ministry of Household Affairs is all divided at the beginning of the year. It is really difficult to ask Yuwai from the Ministry of Household Affairs to come up with so much money in a hurry."

"I think there is a way to complete the construction of the main hall without draining the treasury."

"Oh, what can you tell me?" Wu Zetian urged with bright eyes.

"This strategy sounds simple." Wu Sansi glanced in the direction of Minister Li.

"Langya King Li Chong rebelled and was captured. Although he was burned to ashes, his hundreds of thousands of acres of farmland and gold, silver and jewelry are still there."

"How about looking at the imperial court as a minor minister instead of filling the vacancy of Bozhou Governor and making him fully responsible for the case of Li Chong's rebellion?"

After learning that Li Chongshao died, Wu Sansi and several Wu Party ministers quietly discussed it and felt that they could not give up so easily.

You can start with his family members to investigate the blood-sucking list, and seize the wealth he accumulated in the name of building a palace.

Wu Sansi believed that this proposal would definitely be supported by his aunt.

Sure enough, Wu Zetian agreed without thinking when she heard Li Chong's name.

"As Wu Aiqing said, Li Ai, the governor of Bozhou, will do his best to investigate the case of Li Chong's rebellion and hand over his family property to the national treasury within a time limit."

As soon as these words came out, Li Yuanjia and others looked extremely ugly. The palms hidden in their sleeves were tightly clenched together. They wanted to tear the traitor King Fan Yang into pieces!

The noble bloodline of the Great Ancestor actually took refuge in Wu Meiniang, a bitch, which was a disgrace to the ancestors!

Wu Sansi was stunned for a moment, then returned to normal and returned to the queue.

Seeing the expression of the old minister surnamed Li, Wu Zetian's eyes flashed with an imperceptible coldness, and she continued.

"This case is of great importance. As a member of the royal family, Li Ai is inevitably suspected of being a relative."

"Fan Xin, you immediately rush back to Bozhou to take up your post, and work with Li Ai to investigate Prince Langya's Mansion!"

Seeing Wu Zetian looking at him, Fan Xin walked to the front of the hall and bowed.

"Weichen will rush back to Bozhou immediately and fully cooperate with Li Qishi's investigation!" After saying that, he turned to leave.

Unexpectedly, Wu Zetian suddenly stopped him.

"Queen Mother, do you have anything else to do?"

Wu Zetian smiled slightly, took a golden dragon sword from Shangguan Wan'er's hand, and said gently.

"You came in a prison car, so you should be more dignified when you go back."

"This Emperor's Sword was given to me by Emperor Gaozong. I will give it to you now."

"Remember, this sword is like this sword. You cannot lose its dignity at any time when I am in person!"

Fan Xin took a deep breath and solemnly took the sword with both hands and said solemnly.

"Don't worry, Queen Mother, Fan Xin will definitely not disgrace its glory!"

Wu Zetian smiled and nodded: "With your words, I feel relieved."

"Go, go back and be kind to the people!"

"Wei Chen resigns!"

Hanging the golden dragon sword in a cloth bag on his back, Fan Xin clasped his fist towards Wu Zetian and walked out of the Shangyang Palace with his head held high in the envious eyes of the ministers.

Arriving on the steps, Fan Xin let out a long sigh of relief as he faced the sunset and whispered to himself.

"Miss Fengxian, the murderer has been brought to justice, and I have accomplished what I promised you!"

After saying that, he strode out of the palace. In front of the palace gate, the four Qianniu guards wearing red uniforms and tiger gold boots all clasped their fists.

"Are you Shi Fanxin, the governor of Bozhou?"

"Who are you?" Fan Xin looked confused after looking at the group of people.

The leader smiled and said: "The last general, Qianniu Guard, has been ordered by the Queen Mother to escort you to Bozhou for your appointment."

"Zhang Huan, Li Li."

"Yang Qing, Zhao Hu."

"See Long History!"

Knowing that these people were the emperor's personal guards, Fan Xin's expression changed and he quickly helped them up.

"Brothers, there is no need to be polite. Since it is the Queen Mother's order, let's hurry up and get on our way."

“I’ve been away for so long, and I don’t know what’s going on in Wushui County.

Just when Fan Xin rushed to Bozhou to take up his post at night, the Wushui County government office was in a mess.

"Hurry up, move all the things that Fan Xin used to the yard and burn them for me!" Zhang Song said impatiently, lying on the Grand Master's chair with his legs crossed.

Around him, several pretty little maids were squeezing his legs reluctantly.

"Hmph, you bastards really don't know how to show appreciation. Fan Xin has been taken to Luoyang to be punished. It won't be long before he is killed."

"Why don't you take advantage of the fact that Magistrate Zhang has just taken office to fawn over you?" Master Sun reprimanded him loudly.

Then, he turned around and said with a smile: "Magistrate Zhang, do you think you are satisfied?"

Zhang Song picked his nose and gave him a sideways glance.

"Old Sun, I have suffered a lot from you. You said you had no choice but to choose Li Chong."

"If I hadn't recognized Wu Shangshu as my godfather, you would have met the King of Hell by now."

"Yes, yes, Magistrate Zhang taught you that the villain will follow you from now on." Master Sun nodded and bowed.

Seeing that he was on the right track, Zhang Song's expression softened a bit.

"Looking at the current situation, Xiao Fan will not be able to come back. You should put up a notice first. From tomorrow on, the people of Wushui County will pay 30% more tax."

"I want to give my godfather a happy birthday at the beginning of winter!"

"Go do it."