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Chapter 1829 Whose responsibility?

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    Wei Qing, the envoy to the right of Jiangxi Province, almost died for his country.

    After freeing him from the noose he had tied, Wang Yue said with admiration: "Master Wei is unparalleled in his loyalty!"

    While admiring him, Wang Yue felt a pressure.

    Yes, with such a colleague who dared to die for his country, Wang Yue felt that the position under his butt was a little unstable.

    Think about it, what will the important officials in the court think after Wei Qing's attempted suicide is reported?  The key is what the emperor would think!

    O loyal minister!

    Wei Qing woke up leisurely, and the first thing she said was

    "My feet slipped"

    Wang Yue's mood became better in an instant, and after Wei Qing opened his eyes, his mind turned around and his intestines were filled with regret.

    ¡°Let¡¯s go and have a look!¡±

    Wang Yue was the first to leave the room in high spirits and said majestically: "To eat your salary and share your worries, follow me to the palace to have a look. Remember not to back down!"

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    "How does it end?"

    When he saw Zhu Quan being guarded by two sergeants, Wang Yue asked Fang Xing where he was.

    The people in the palace have been controlled, and there are many of them, especially Zhu Quan's descendants. These dragons and phoenixes are all delicate. Fang Xing arranged for Wuchuan to 'advise', and it turned out to be much quieter.

    Fang Xing sat under a clump of green bamboo, looking exhausted.

    Seeing his appearance, Wang Yue thought he was regretful, so he held up his hands and said: "Uncle Xinghe, a big mistake has been made, and my memorial has been issued. If I have any regrets, please forgive me, Uncle Xinghe."  .¡±

    Fang Xing raised his head and frowned, "Why are you so anxious?"

    Wang Yue smiled and said: "Uncle Xinghe, I know what you are expecting, but what about the Taoist temple?"

    Fang Xing's face looked a little strange, and Wang Yue looked regretful and said, "Just half an hour ago, the Taoist temple caught fire, and it burned very badly."

    "what are you saying?"

    Fang Xing was still feeling vomiting. He picked up the kettle from the ground and opened the lid. The smell of orange juice came out.  He took a sip and said comfortably: "Frozen orange juice, comfortable."

    The smell of orange juice made people feel relaxed and happy. Wang Yue sniffed secretly and said: "This matter has reached a deadlock. Uncle Xinghe, please return to Beijing."

    "Thank you very much."

    Fang Xing stood up, swayed, and then nodded and said: "That little wood can't burn the iron, at most it will deform it. Everything depends on the evidence. Mr. Wang, Mr. Wang"

    Wang Yue's body was also shaking, and his face was pale.

    Fang Xing¡¯s people went to the Taoist temple. Wang Yue thought there was some food or dragon robes inside. Now that he heard it was iron material, he could almost conclude that he, including the Chief Secretary of Jiangxi, were all guilty.

    Fang Xing smiled and said: "I will go north tomorrow. Sir Wang, I will leave someone to guard the palace. Please cooperate as soon as supplies are provided."

    Fang Xing left slowly, his steps a little wobbly.  Normally, Wang Yue would have secretly ridiculed him, but now he was standing under the green bamboo dumbfounded.

    ??Iron materials, who dares to hoard iron materials?

    Why are you hoarding?

    These unthinkable questions flashed through Wang Yue's mind, and he immediately felt discouraged.

    The Nanchang avant-garde cannot escape the blame, but Chen Qingnian has already paid the price and became a prisoner.

    Where is the Chief Envoy?

    What responsibility should we bear?

    "Gather your hands!"

    Following Fang Xing¡¯s order, sounds of expelling people could be heard from all over the palace.

    Those servants and maids were driven into two teams and then screened one by one.

    Wang Yue stared blankly at this scene and murmured: "In the past, when Wang Xietang's swallow flew into the ordinary ordinary people's homes, it was so difficult to be an official!"

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    Qu Sheng had a headache, and everyone in the Jinling household was driven around by him.

    The weather was hot, so Qu Sheng went to the Ministry of Industry under the bright sun.

    Qian Junhua was not at ease either. When he saw Qu Sheng, he said, "Some of those craftsmen have gone elsewhere. Now that the treasure ship is going to sea, I am forced to look for them!"

    Qu Sheng fanned his fan, tugged at the hem of his clothes, and said irritably: "As long as your Majesty's decree is there, we will look for the person. Everyone in my household department is going crazy. Zheng He wants goods, wants goods, wants goods, all the time."  This is what the Japanese officials have heard, and they also say that they missed the opportunity to go to sea, and whoever is delayed will be responsible for it. Don¡¯t you think this is chaos?"

    "Those goods have been prepared in advance."Get ready, the people in those workshops have dispersed a long time ago, and I am also looking for someone. If I find someone, I have to re-purchase raw materials and rearrange production. I am exhausted!  I said this is a matter for your Ministry of Industry, right?  Why did it fall on the head of the Ministry of Finance?  "

    Qian Junhua smiled bitterly and said: "The Ministry of Industry is okay, they just allocate some people to help. Your household department this matter is divided into the Ministry of Industry and the household department. It's easy to find someone."

    Qu Sheng said: "All the money must be paid out by the Jinling Household Department. They say it will be paid directly from taxes. Alas! This trip is a loss!"

    Qian Junhua shook his head and said: "You won't lose money. I heard what Zheng He said. This time I am not looking for those rare birds and animals when going to sea. What I want is exchange, mainly gold and silver. I can naturally make up for the shortfall on your side later.  You can submit another memorial and get some money for my Ministry of Works, so we can build roads next year!"

    "Building roads?"

    Qu Sheng said casually: "Where are you cultivating?"

    "Jinling to Peiping."

    "Ouch!"

    Qu Sheng¡¯s body slipped and he almost fell to the ground.  He sat up straight again and asked, "Should it be repaired or re-done?"

    Qian Junhua said: "To start again, we need to build a cement kiln first and repair it slowly. I estimate that it will take at least ten years to repair it."

    "This is a big expense!"

    Qu Sheng calmed down and said: "This must be Xinghebo's suggestion. Does he think my household department has too much money? Xia Yuanji from Peiping doesn't know what he is thinking, but he doesn't stop it."

    Qian Junhua said in surprise: "Why block it? After the construction of this road, communication between the north and the south of the Ming Dynasty will be more convenient. With the canal and sea transportation, whether it is materials or personnel, you can leave as you want, saving a lot of trouble."

    Qu Sheng frowned and said, "It's easy to save some money, but now I have to go out a lot. What should I do if something big happens in the future?"

    "If money is not spent, it is just waste paper. Why keep it?"

    Qu Sheng was startled and looked up to see Fang Xing, who was covered in dust.

    "Xinghe Bo."

    Fang Xing nodded, Qian Junhua and Qu Sheng quickly gave up their seats.

    "I just arrived in Jinling. Sir Qian, how is the cement kiln going?"

    Qian Junhua said with a beaming eyebrow: "I have gathered a lot of people to work on it. After the cement kiln is completed, I am going to request an order to urge the people to work. We are going to have a big fight!"

    Fang Xing nodded and said: "I have already written a memorial, asking Yingzhou and North Korea to recruit more civilian laborers. Local civilian laborers should volunteer as much as possible. Lord Qian, remember this! It is best to recruit local civilian laborers during the off-season."

    Qian Junhua cupped his hands and said solemnly: "Yes, I know."

    "And" Fang Xing frowned and said, "I know you are upright and can't get rid of the dirt in your eyes. If someone deducts the reward of a civilian husband, just take it and let the Jinyiwei and Dongchang people take action immediately. Who dares to cover it up?  Uncle Ben vowed to exile his whole family to the mountains!"

    These words were full of murderous intent, but Qu Sheng nodded and said: "Uncle Xinghe said this is a great kindness, and this is how people like this should be dealt with."

    Is Qian Junhua cruel? He said with sharp eyes: "This is a favor given by His Majesty. Those civilian workers earn more on the construction site than farming. Anyone who dares to be corrupt will be cut off by me, even if he is a relative of the emperor."  His flesh!¡±

    Fang Xing applauded: "If the Jinling Ministry of Industry is not run by a rich man, I will definitely advise your Majesty to replace it. Otherwise, the money and food will be immortal meat, and everyone will want to take a bite."

    Qu Sheng was shocked. He was trying to judge whether Fang Xing was bragging.

    Fang Xing¡¯s expression remained as usual, and he was even smiling.

    Is it bragging?

    Qu Sheng is not sure at all!  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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