In Lin'an, in the imperial study room of the imperial palace, Emperor Wang Jue was standing behind the desk admiring the masterpiece he had just written.

"Beyond the mountains, there are towers outside the mountains, and when are the singing and dancing in the West Lake closed?"

The warm wind makes tourists drunk, and they call Hangzhou Bianzhou.

What a poem! A small salt merchant can actually write such a masterpiece! Not bad!"

Several other people in the room looked at each other, wondering what His Majesty meant by his words.

Zaifu Jiang Shang bowed and said:

"Your Majesty, although this poem is good, it has the intention of satirizing my political direction. I think this trend cannot rise! We must order this person to be arrested immediately and punish him for the crime of disrespect!"

Wang Jue looked up at everyone and said with a smile:

"Oh? You think so too?"

The other people present nodded and expressed their opinions. They said that Qin Lingyun must be severely punished. Otherwise, it would be difficult for the people to be indignant and it would bring bad social atmosphere and cause other scholars to imitate him.

Yuan Lieyang, the Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, sat on his seat and said nothing, looking at everyone indifferently.

"Holy Sun! I think you have a different opinion. Tell me and listen."

Yuan Lieyang stood up and saluted, glanced at everyone and said:

"Your Majesty, I believe that Qin Lingyun is not guilty!"

Wang Jue raised the corners of his mouth slightly, looked at Yuan Lieyang and said:

"Tell me why!"

"Since the founding of the People's Republic of China, there has never been a case of being punished for poetry. Why should Qin Lingyun be punished for writing such an ironic poem?

Furthermore, the punishment must first have a crime before it can be justified. How disrespectful? Who did he disrespect? His Majesty, or the civil and military officials of the court? If he was really punished for being disrespectful, would people in the world dare to speak in the future?

Didn’t the strategy of widening the voice set by His Majesty when he first came to Dabao be ruined just because of this small salt merchant?"

Wang Jue slammed the table and said loudly:

"Well said! Lieyang's words have won my heart!

Look at you people, I am a small salt merchant who just wrote a poem to point out the current situation of my big business! You all feel like your tail has been stepped on, and you immediately came to me to complain.

What? Does it feel uncomfortable to be slapped in the face? Let me ask you, why does it not feel good?

Why are everyone silent? Where did that impassioned and heroic feeling just now go? Ah? You can’t tell, I will tell you for you!

You feel uncomfortable because you know what Qin Lingyun said is right! This Daqian was made like this by you trash!

The disgrace of Jingkang is not far away. The Kingdom of Jin is still eyeing us, and our cadres are still doing the same old tricks! We advocate literary style and play martial arts!

You still want me to issue a decree to punish him? What are your intentions!?

When the time comes, I will take the blame, and you can just continue to enjoy your current luxurious and comfortable life behind the scenes!

When the Jin soldiers go south again, I guess you can clean me and my people, tie them up, and offer them to each other in exchange for your own survival!"

At the end of the sentence, Wang Jue almost shouted, looking at the group of ministers in front of him, fighting internally and outside fighting! Every day, he always thinks about the party fighting against each other, and intrigues.

He was so slippery in deceiving the superiors and concealing the inferiors. If he hadn't been keeping an eye on them for more than ten years after taking the throne, he would have been ignored a long time ago!

A small salt merchant wrote a poem that exposed their ugly faces. Each one of them wanted to scare the monkeys! They did something to deceive others!

You still want me to take the blame for this! Hey! What a great plan! Do you really think I’m stupid? I’ll let you control me?

When all the ministers below saw the emperor getting angry, they all knelt down and declared that he was guilty.

Of course, Yuan Lieyang was standing, but he could feel the emperor's veins accurately and know what the other person was thinking.

Wang Jue looked bitterly at the people kneeling below, the prime minister, the three envoys, the censor Zhongcheng, and the six ministers. Among these people, except Yuan Lieyang, no one could agree with him.

Even Yuan Lieyang spent several years of hard work before he was promoted to the position of Minister of the Ministry of Personnel.

This huge Daqian has been riddled with holes by these moths. If we don’t make changes, when the Jin soldiers go south again, it will be the day when our country will be destroyed!

"Eh~!"

With a deep sigh, Wang Jue rubbed his forehead and said:

"Draw up the decree!

I heard that Qin Lingyun of the Qingyuan Prefecture is young and promising, and has always had a heart to serve the country. He has been granted the post of Supervisory Censor, supervising all officials in the world, and enjoys the right to make independent reports. He is also granted the title of Jinshi, who comes to Beijing when he is eighteen years old. Take office!"

The eunuch on the side wrote the imperial edict and handed it to the emperor for sealing.

After stamping the big seal, Wang Jue threw the imperial edict to Prime Minister Jiang Shang. The meaning was obvious. The political hall quickly used the seal with me. I have issued this edict!

Everyone who is kneeling, look at me and I look at you. I don’t know what kind of madness the emperor has gone. Let a young man under the age of 18 serve as the supervisory censor, and he has the right to make separate reports.

Jiang Shang sighed silently, the emperor is going to hang a knife on the heads of all officials, aren't you afraid that Qin Lingyun will tell the truth?

Very good, then I will use him to watch you. If there is even the slightest hint of cheating in the future, this knife will fall on your neck.

After carefully collecting the imperial edict, Jiang Shang knelt down and kowtowed, and then slowly withdrew.

Everyone else saw that the prime minister had run away, and staying here would only make the emperor more angry, so they also left the imperial study in despair.

After everyone retreated, Wang Jue looked at Yuan Lieyang who was left behind and said:

"Lieyang, how do you think I'm going with this step?"

Yuan Lieyang lowered his head and pondered, and then answered after a while:

"Your Majesty, are you anxious?"

Wang Jue showed a wry smile:

"You still understand me! Yes! I have to be anxious!"

Yuan Lieyang looked stern when he heard this:

"But there is news from the Kingdom of Jin?"

The emperor took out a secret report from under the desk and threw it to Yuan Lieyang.

"Take a look, this is the news I received yesterday.

The Kingdom of Jin and the Kingdom of Meng fought against each other, and in the first battle, the Kingdom of Jin suffered a disastrous defeat!"

Yuan Lieyang read the secret report with a solemn expression, then closed his eyes and analyzed it for a while, and then said:

"The Jin Kingdom is known to the whole world for its tyrannical fighting power. Unexpectedly, the Mongolian Kingdom is even more powerful than the Jin Kingdom! If the Jin Kingdom continues to be defeated, is Your Majesty worried that they will use us as a retreat?"

"That's right, I was too poorly prepared in military affairs. Back then, I had thousands of miles of territory, but when I encountered the Jin soldiers, they were like paper and collapsed at the first touch. Now, although the border troops have been stepping up their training, they still cannot unite internally.

If I don't take some action to stir up this stagnant water, then we can only sit back and wait for death."

"But is it a little rash for His Majesty to lay this child on Qin Lingyun? After all, we don't know what this person is like, so we just use a poem to treat him as a knife.

Isn't Your Majesty afraid that he will also be dragged into this backwater by those people and join the others?"

"Ha ha ha ha!"

After hearing Yuan Lieyang's worries, Wang Jue burst into laughter, then took out a thick stack of paper from under the table and threw it on the desk.

"Lieyang, take a look, this is Qin Lingyun's information.

Sometimes I feel that God still loves me very much. Whenever I feel sleepy, I will be given a pillow."

Yuan Lieyang sat aside with a thick stack of information and began to study it carefully.

After a long time, he put down the information and said with some horror:

"Could it be that your Majesty has been deceived? I have never heard of this thing called cement. It is a powdery substance that is solidified by adding water. Its hardness is comparable to that of rock? Is there a way to fly to the sky? How can a person fly to the sky?

Not to mention that a 17-year-old boy could actually collude with Liu Xiang and then plan to bankrupt three other salt merchants. He would first defraud them of their money and then catch them! With this skill, even Chen may not be able to compete with him.

He is good.

Your Majesty! This information must be wrong! Please choose another person to wield the sword!"

Wang Jue waved his hand and said nonchalantly:

"Lieyang doesn't need to worry about the authenticity of the information. These information are indeed true."

"Why is Your Majesty so sure?"

"Haha, because this is what Lao Ba reported to me."

"Eighth Prince? He went to Qingyuan Mansion?"
Chapter completed!