Chapter 62: Uncle, want to hug (16)
Situ Yan slightly covered the dark light in his eyes.
He snorted softly.
interesting.
Do online puppets actually have their own ideas?
Ah.
It's really fun.
Unfortunately, puppets are puppets after all.
In any case, it can't make any waves.
Obviously, Situ Yan was a little too confident.
A long time later, when his reputation was ruined, he suddenly realized that he had underestimated the puppet emperor in his consciousness.
Of course, these are all for later.
The Prime Minister ignored the gaze of the Minister of the Household.
The Minister of the Household came forward a little embarrassed, "Your Majesty, it's not that the lower officials are unwilling to allocate funds, it's just that the treasury is empty, and we really can't get money for disaster relief. Besides, the Lantern Festival will soon be coming, and the lantern festival in the palace will require a lot of expenses..."
The little emperor frowned.
Treasury empty?
"I feel that the people should be put first. Since the treasury is empty, then this year's Lantern Festival, the palace will not be too busy, and everything will be kept simple."
"This…"
The ministers looked at each other.
Every year, the Lantern Festival is held in the palace to show the prosperity of the country.
This Lantern Festival is the first time in history that everything is simple.
Gu Yuan, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, raised the corner of his mouth and said loudly, "Your Majesty Shengming!"
Who said that the little emperor was useless, but he felt that the little emperor was really wise and benevolent, and he was a good emperor.
The little emperor continued: "Gu Yuan, I will give you full responsibility for disaster relief."
Gu Yuan was a little flattered, and quickly knelt down and thanked: "Thank you Your Majesty for your trust! Wei Chen will definitely live up to his trust!"
Wind nodded.
Although he looks a little silly.
But for the sake of him being able to help him complete the hidden task, Feng Qian decided to reluctantly put him in his camp.
The little emperor's eyes fell on the ministers below, and he said slowly: "Since the Minister of the Household has said that the treasury is empty. Then should you love ministers set an example and halve their monthly salary?"
The ministers' hearts froze.
What?
Want to reduce their salary? !
Also halved!
Many ministers all turned to the Prime Minister for help.
Situ Yan spoke at the right time: "Your Majesty, halving your salary seems a bit too harsh. You have a huge family and you have to support your family."
He raised his eyebrows to look at the little emperor.
Before the little emperor could answer, Zhenbei Wang Fengjue, who never spoke much, said coldly, "I think Your Majesty's decision is very good."
As soon as Feng Jue opened his mouth, everyone looked at him in shock, as if something strange had happened.
The little emperor blinked and looked at Feng Jue.
Um.
Shard was still on her side.
The little emperor said lazily: "Since the uncle agrees, do you have any objections?"
Gu Yuan agreed: "This minister seconded the proposal."
The ministers looked at each other in dismay, but the King of Zhenbei agreed, how dare they say no.
The group of ministers said dryly: "Chen and so on for second opinion."
The little emperor bent his eyes: "So good."
The ministers were bitter in their hearts, but did not dare to say anything more.
The little emperor is really!
The Minister of the Ministry of Commerce felt hot on his face at this time.
Knowing this was the end, he wouldn't talk too much about the empty treasury...
A minister visited: "His Majesty has been on the throne for half a year. It's time to open the draft and fill the harem."
A minister echoed: "Yes, Your Majesty. This will help me to open up branches and leaves for my country..."
Wind Little Emperor Qian: "..."
I am a girl...
Nafei is not good.
Besides, I still have pieces!
Feng Jue casually raised her eyes and glanced at the dazed little emperor on the dragon chair.
He lowered his eyes.
Some are unhappy.
Inexplicably do not want the other party to draft...
Lord Prime Minister Situ Yan played with the jade wrench on his thumb, and his tone was a little playful: "Your Majesty, Wei Chen also wants to ask Your Majesty to marry me."