The main hall of Xuanzheng Hall has two doors, the main entrance is the door where the ministers enter the hall, and the back door is the emperor's dedicated passage.

Because Mo Zizai came late, he went around the back door and walked in. As he watched him walk through the emperor's special passage, the Yulin Army and the eunuch on duty were both staring at each other and pretended not to see it.

After entering Xuanzheng Hall, Mo Zizai quietly stood on the side of the hall, neither approaching the ministers nor the empress, and at the same time, he could see everyone in Xuanzheng Hall clearly.

Mo Zizai first turned his eyes to the empress. Today, she was wearing a yellow robe and a twelve crowns symbolizing the position of the emperor on her head. She sat on the dragon throne full of majesty, making people dare not look directly at it.

"Height is 1.5 meters tall and has aura of 2.8 meters."

Although Mo Zizai knew that Tang Weiyi was domineering to outsiders, this was the first time he saw such a domineering empress. Before, she was by her side, and most of the time she was obedient like a kitten. She listened to whatever she said. She never was tough. She didn't expect that she had such a majestic side.

Just thinking about this, Mo Zizai's eyes suddenly became a little unfair, "Sure enough, it's more interesting to be an emperor in his wife."

However, you can go back to Shangyang Palace to talk about role-playing matters, so there is no rush for a moment now.

Mo Zizai took his eyes back from the empress a little reluctantly, and then began to observe the nobles in the court.

The ministers in the court were arranged on both sides according to civil and military affairs, with civil and military officials on the left and military officers on the right, and a passage was empty in the middle. If there was a major incident, the ministers would usually stand in the middle to report.

Among these ministers, the most eye-catching one is undoubtedly Yang Weishang, the Minister of Personnel and the Chief Cabinet Secretary, because others are standing, but he has a chair sitting there.

Mo Zizai narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Weishang, who had been in the position of Minister of Personnel and Chief Cabinet for twenty years and was known as the squirter of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

The Great Zhou Dynasty was able to hold on smoothly until now, and Mo Zizai's father's national policy of resting in the later period of his reign accounted for 50% of the national policy, while the empress's diligent governance accounted for 3 successful labors. Most of the remaining 20% ​​were the old-fashioned Mr. Yang, who was already looking a little older, working hard.

Mo Zizai stared at Yang Weishang for a while, then casually looked at the other people in the hall, then took his eyes back, and wandered out of the sky with his eyes closed.

At this time, the main purpose of this court meeting, the various matters of the empress's wedding have been discussed, and the second topic, the question of Zhenyuan Hou requesting the allocation of food, grass and military pay, and replenishing the source of troops, was almost over.

Anyway, Mo Zizai stood here and listened for a while. There were probably just a few meanings of these ministers. First, the court had no money, and then accused Zhenyuan Hou of ineffective fighting and threw several cities in a row. He asked the empress to change another general and arrest Zhenyuan Hou for being punished.

Anyway, at the end of the noisy discussion, there was only 50,000 stones of food and grass for Zhenyuan Hou. As for military pay, there was no penny of military pay, and there was no source of military supplies.

"One hundred thousand stones of grain and grass."

Mo Zizai couldn't help but snorted in his heart when he heard it. Fifty thousand stones of food and grass are enough to eat at most 50,000 troops for ten days. What should I do after ten days? Will I go to war on hungry?

Without money and food, are you really not afraid of the fall of the Eastern Frontier? Will the Three Kingdoms coalition forces march straight into the capital?

After the discussion on the battlefield in the East Realm was over, the noisy Xuanzheng Hall fell into a brief silence. After a moment, the Minister of Justice bowed and said to the empress: "Report to Your Majesty, according to the ancestral system, Your Majesty's wedding should be amnesty for the whole world. The Ministry of Justice has already prepared the list of the pardoned persons. Please check it out."

After the Minister of Justice said this, the entire hall fell into silence again, and all the officials looked up slightly and looked at the empress.

Tang Weiyi, who had been on the throne for three years, had a very keen sense of politics. As soon as the Minister of Justice finished speaking, she noticed something was wrong. However, before she could speak, Hu Xiaosheng, the Minister of the Left Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, also stood up.

"Report to Your Majesty, due to the severe drought in Nanjun, Gongjun and Yongjun, the people have no harvest. This amnesty, the taxes in the three places should be reduced."

After hearing what Hu Xiaosheng said, Tang Weiyi, who knew very well about politics, immediately understood their purpose.

According to convention, if the world is amnesty, taxes can be reduced and exempted from disaster areas, and taxes arrears in other areas will be exempted.

So, they want to exempt the current tax arrears.

Thinking of the nearly 60 million taels of taxes owed by the court now, Tang Weiyi felt a little angry. She suppressed the anger in her heart and said lightly: "It is absolutely necessary to exempt the taxes of the three disaster-stricken places."

"But now the national treasury is empty, and the tax and silver arrears in other areas will not be reduced this time. Your Ministry of Revenue will prepare for it and choose a date to collect the debt."

Hu Xiaosheng had expected the words of the Empress and replied directly: "Your Majesty, you must not be able to do this at this time!"

"The amnesty is the ancestral system. If it is changed at will, how can the people convince themselves?"

"And only exempt taxes from the three places, I'm afraid that those people who owed taxes will have trouble."

"What happened?"

Tang Weiyi's eyes were faintly cold. She looked at Hu Xiaosheng and said angrily: "Hu Qing is the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. Don't you know that the treasury is empty? Don't you know how much money the treasury has been owed in total?"

"A total of more than 60 million taels, are you going to erase the tax silver that has been owed by the 60 million taels in one word?"

"I must never make this decision. At this time, your Majesty's Holy Tribunal is still needed."

Hu Xiaosheng replied in fear and fear, as if he had surrendered, but then said: "I just think that the treasury is empty, so you can find another way, but the general amnesty cannot be changed lightly."

"And the people who arrears taxes are people who are unable to pay taxes. If this amnesty cannot exempt them from their taxes and collect them, it may arouse civil unrest again. I hope Your Majesty will think twice."

"I hope your majesty think twice!"

More than a hundred officials from Xuanzheng Palace shouted in unison to advise the empress, which was no less severe than forcing the palace.

Looking at the neat and orderly officials, Tang Weiyi's face turned pale. How could she not know that the taxes owed by the court are more or less related to the officials standing below?

But she didn't expect that these people would completely ignore the overall situation. Haven't they thought about the war in the East? Haven't they thought about the disaster-stricken refugees everywhere?

Whether it was the Three Kingdoms coalition invaded or the refugees rose up, would the nobles in the court have a good ending? At that time, what's the use of even if they had more money?

Looking at the dark officials below, Tang Weiyi felt a sense of powerlessness. Although she had known that the Great Zhou was already rotten, she couldn't help but feel a little disappointed when she saw this scene.

"How can I save such a big Zhou!"

Looking at Tang Weiyi, who was so angry that her face turned pale on the dragon throne, Mo Zizai felt a little distressed. This girl was so angry that she would have thrown herself into her arms and cried.
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