The Regent's Tender Darling

"Give it to me!" The emperor stretched out his hand towards the regent, with dissatisfaction in his eyes.

Seeing this, the regent handed the memorial to the emperor Yan Anzhi on the dragon throne.

Yan Anzhi took it and read it carefully, and found that there was no inappropriate remarks. He immediately looked at the Taiwei Zhao Quan in the hall, and then looked at the Minister of Dali Temple.

Cai Qisheng asked: "What do you think of this matter?"

As soon as these words came out, Feng Yuan, the minister of the Ministry of Industry, immediately walked out of the court. When he reached the center, he bowed and said: "Your Majesty, I believe that the governor of Yangzhou is definitely not a corrupt person. He was successful in controlling the flood disaster in Yangzhou and he was an honest man. This matter I’m afraid there’s something hidden inside.”

"Oh? Does Feng Aiqing have any good ideas?" Yan Anzhi's tone was a little anxious.

Feng Yuan, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, quickly replied: "Your Majesty, I think this matter should be handed over to the Ministry of Punishment for review, and..."

Before Feng Yuan finished speaking, he heard another loud voice: "Feng Shangshu!"

The minister of Dali Temple looked at the minister of the Ministry of Industry and said sternly: "The evidence that Guo Xingwang secretly hid one hundred thousand taels of silver in another courtyard is conclusive! How can the Yangzhou Wanminshu crusade be false?"

Then facing the emperor and regent who were sitting on the throne, he straightened the board. Because Feng Yuan defended Guo Xingwang, his tone was inevitably excited: "Your Majesty! Regent! Most of the officials under the Yangzhou Prefect are illiterate! How can they be officials? ? How can we benefit the people of Yangzhou? Please ask your Majesty the Regent to decide!"

After saying this, he put his hands on the ground and buried his head firmly on the back of his hands. This was the courage to force the emperor and regent to make a decision.

Above the court, you looked at me and I looked at you, but no one had the intention to step forward and speak.

After all, Yangzhou is far away, and the Yangzhou prefect and most of the officials have nothing to do with each other, so they naturally don't understand them.

So I am more willing to believe the evidence of Dali Temple.

Even the three kings of Duan, Qi and Jiaxing who were able to go to court stood honestly. After all, this matter had nothing to do with them, and since Dali Temple had proof, there was really no need for them to speak.

"This..." Yan Anzhi, who was sitting on the throne, glanced at the Taiwei, who had a normal expression, and then at the Regent.

It was difficult to make a decision at the moment, so he hurriedly said: "Is there anyone who loves you to give me some advice on this matter?"

At this time, Lin Zhengyang, the Minister of Rites, walked out, bowed his head with a fennel plate in his hand, and said with his head lowered: "Your Majesty, I agree with Mr. Feng that this matter needs to be verified. It will not be too late to convict him when the time comes. And according to my knowledge, "The minister of Dali Temple has a close relationship with this Yangzhou county magistrate."

This county magistrate is the assistant officer of the prefect. As soon as these words came out, people felt that this matter was a conspiracy!

"What a mouthful!" Huang Wanfeng, the minister of Dali Temple, said in a loud voice. He immediately stood up and looked at Lin Zhengyang, the Minister of Rites, behind him.

A pair of wrinkled eyes widened with anger, and spittle flew when he spoke: "My ancestors have been from the capital for three generations! How can I be related to the Yangzhou Juncheng! That Juncheng is also a mob! And he is related to Guo Xingwang In-law relationship! If Mr. Lin talks nonsense again, I will sue you for slander!"

The powerful words not only frightened Lin Zhengyang, the Minister of Rites, to dare not speak, but also frightened Yan Anzhi who was on the throne.

Feng Yuan, Minister of the Ministry of Industry, was even more disgusted and disgusted because just now Huang Wanfeng's saliva flew onto his red official robe!

Everyone knows that Huang Wanfeng, the minister of Dali Temple, has always been outspoken and has a loud voice. Ministers often give up their opinions because they can't argue with him.

But he was an honest man, so he was given the important task.

After Huang Wanfeng finished speaking, he knelt down again and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Your Majesty——!"

The man on the throne rubbed his aching head, knowing that there would be no result in this matter today, and the Minister of Dali Temple would not let it go.

Besides, the regent is here to watch him. If he doesn't speak again, I'm afraid the matter will have to be handed over to the regent.

So he said: "In that case, let's dismiss him from his post and let Guo Xingwang..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a chill running down his spine. When he looked sideways, he realized that it was the Regent looking at him. His eyes were cold and heartless, like a giant python about to eat people!

He must be dissatisfied with his decision.

After taking a look at Lieutenant Zhao and the ministers supporting him below, he didn't know what to say for a moment.

This Guo Xingwang was his, and he had tacitly approved of what he had done. But now that he was exposed, he couldn't just sell him out casually.

So he raised his hand to his forehead, covering half of his face, mainly because he did not dare to look at the regent, and said: "This matter does not need to be discussed further. Guo Xingwang can be relieved of his post as Yangzhou prefect."

As soon as he finished speaking, the regent spoke up: "Your Majesty, this matter cannot be sentenced so lightly. The laws of the South are not trivial. Your Majesty, please think twice."