An impeachment that was tantamount to a farce ended with Chang Shuirong, the left minister of the imperial censor, being fined one year in salary and extended his staff by twenty.

On the dragon chair.

Emperor Zhengde asked three questions again.

This time, no accident happened.

"Crack!"

The eunuch Zhan Zhu on the side cracked the whip in his hand again.

All the civil and military officials couldn't help but look serious.

Everyone knows it.

The highlight of today's court meeting has begun.

Emperor Zhengde stood up slowly and stepped onto the high platform.

"Since the severe drought broke out in Guanzhong, there has been no harvest in Qinchuan for 800 miles."

"Hundreds of thousands of people in Guanzhong have been displaced. Every time I think about it, my heart aches."

"Have mercy on my people, why do you do this!"

Emperor Zhengde paused and faced the civil and military officials.

"Of course, after the drought broke out, I ordered the local counties several times to open warehouses to release grain!"

"They even did not hesitate to mobilize food from various counties in the Central Plains for disaster relief."

"However, the final result was unsatisfactory."

"My dear friends, do you know where the problem lies?"

Emperor Zhengde asked loudly, and his voice was like a bell, ringing heavily in the hearts of every official.

silence.

Deathly silence.

Just as the hall fell into a deathly silence, all the civil and military officials looked at their noses and their noses looked at their hearts.

Emperor Zhengde spoke loudly again: "It's because the people's parents and officials have problems."

"It's because there's rat shit among the people's parents and officials! The black sheep!"

"Since the disaster relief, a total of forty-six officials have been beheaded by me for corruption!"

"Among them are the three Jing Zhaoyin from Chang'an City!"

"Everyone, is it true that the officials of our Zhou Dynasty, the parents and officials on whom the people depend for their survival, are really so bad?"

Emperor Zhengde said heartbrokenly, his voice unconsciously filled with sadness.

silence.

It was still deathly silent.

No official dared to touch Emperor Zhengde's brow at this time.

The Crown Prince Xu Yong even lowered his head, looked at his nose with his eyes, and looked at his heart with his nose.

"Or is it that the greed of those people is so strong that they are not even afraid of killing everyone?"

"Oh."

"Mute?"

Emperor Zhengde sneered and glanced at every official in the audience.

Seeing that everyone is looking at their noses with their eyes and their minds with their noses, I can't help but feel a burst of fire in my heart.

Just when Emperor Zhengde couldn't help but get angry.

Suddenly, he saw a person in the corner of his eye. The person was standing upright, neither humble nor arrogant, while everyone lowered their heads.

He was still standing as usual.

That person was clearly the Sixth Prince Xu Yi.

For some reason, Emperor Zhengde, who was about to get angry, turned around and walked towards the dragon throne.

"Everyone, is there any solution to the severe drought in Guanzhong?"

Emperor Zhengde's voice sounded again.

This time, no one dared to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

One idea after another blurted out from the mouths of those officials.

Some people say that when relieving disasters, we must first punish corruption.

Some people say that food should be mobilized again to ease the situation in Guanzhong.

Hundreds of people talk a hundred words, but all they talk about are commonplace topics.

This made Emperor Zhengde frown.

"quiet!"

Emperor Zhengde roared impatiently.

"Crack!"

The eunuch Zhan Zhu next to him promptly waved the long whip in his hand.

In an instant, the entire court became dead silent again.

"A hundred people talk a hundred words, but they all talk the same old clichés. It's really ridiculous."

"Since everyone is so knowledgeable and well-informed, how about we elect another Jing Zhaoyin to take charge of disaster relief matters?"

Emperor Zhengde sneered and spoke slowly.

Dead silence.

It was still deathly silent.

In less than a year, three terms of Jing Zhaoyin have been revoked.

Who dares to take office now?

I saw everyone looking at their eyes, noses, and minds again.

Which official who can reach the stage of deliberation in court is not an old fox?

How could we not understand the principle of fishing in troubled waters and the law not punishing the public?

Even if some officials are motivated to serve the people, they dare not stand up and become the target of public criticism at this moment.

"Shangguan Lu."

Emperor Zhengde sneered and slowly named Shangguan Lu, the chief assistant of the dynasty.

"I believe that Zhang Xun, the left minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, can take on this important task."

"First of all, the allocation of disaster relief grain funds is the responsibility of the Ministry of Household Affairs. As the Minister of Household Affairs, Zhang Shilang is naturally very familiar with this."

"Secondly, Mr. Zhang has been working hard since he took office and has never made the slightest mistake. Such a careful person must be very capable."

Shangguan Lu Chulie said loudly.

Unexpectedly, Shangguan Lu had just finished speaking.

There was a loud noise behind him.

The civil and military officials couldn't help but look back, and saw a middle-aged man in crimson court uniform with a pale face falling heavily to the ground.

And this person turned out to be Zhang Xun, the left minister of the Ministry of Revenue, whom Shangguan Lu mentioned earlier.

"Your Majesty... I... I also want to take over this post, but... I am powerless."

"To be honest... I... I have a relapse of my old illness on the eve of the winter solstice, and I am about to ask for my resignation from Your Majesty after the heaven-sacrifice ceremony."

"How... I didn't expect that I was so dizzy just now, alas!"

Zhang Xun, the left minister of the household department, looked defeated and sighed helplessly.

He would rather resign than go through this muddy water.

Although resigning is far away from power, you can still become a rich man in your hometown.

If we wade through this muddy water, not to mention getting promoted and making a fortune, the entire family will probably die.

As he spoke, Zhang Xun's expression suddenly changed, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Pass on the Imperial Physician!"

Emperor Zhengde looked at the pale Zhang Xun expressionlessly, with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

"Thank you... thank you for your kindness..."

"I... I have an old illness and there is no cure for it, so I'd better not trouble Your Majesty."
To be continued...