......

Not yet.

The empress reviewed the unprocessed memorial in the imperial study. When she turned to the memorial by Liu Wanshan, the new minister of the Ministry of Revenue, she burst into anger and worry.

The content of the memorial was extremely simple, that is, Liu Wanshan reorganized the accounts of all sizes of the Ministry of Revenue over the years and found that the treasury was empty and the money was missing.

We have to find a way to fill the treasury... The empress looked at her thoughts. Daxia suffered consecutive disasters this year, and border wars occurred frequently. These two things alone cost huge amounts of money. Where should we fill the empty treasury?

From the people? Increase taxes?

The empress shook her head, she couldn't do such a harm to the people.

She kept thinking in her heart that she decided to use the method of raising funds to ask the officials to raise funds or stop paying the salaries of the officials.

So she issued an edict asking several court officials to come to the imperial study room for discussion.

......

The beginning of the hour of You.

Hall of Yangxin, Emperor's Bedroom, and Side Hall.

Zhao Wujiang slowly regulated his breathing. After digesting, he still had half of his true energy in his body, but his cultivation level had reached the fifth level.

He punched him casually, and his momentum was great.

The remaining true energy needs to be refined slowly... Zhao Wujiang got up, put on his shoes and boots, and walked out.

The sky was shining brightly, he stretched his waist, walked into the main hall, pushed the door open and entered the empress's bedroom.

He found that Xuanyuan Jing was not inside the house and was suspicious. Could it be that he was taking a shower again?

She won't drown, right? I have to go and save her... Zhao Wujiang rubbed his fingers, walked carefully to the inner room, leaned over and listened to the movement, but heard no sound.

"What are you doing?" The empress's voice came, her face was gloomy and she slowly stepped into the room.

Zhao Wujiang coughed dryly, turned around, feeling the empress's unhappiness, he asked:

"You've gone to the Imperial Study?"

"Yes." The empress said softly:

"Go to discuss some important matters."

After saying that, she held her forehead and rubbed her eyebrows constantly, trying to relieve her worries.

"What's the matter with worry?" Zhao Wujiang sat next to the empress.

The empress sighed:

"Liu Wanshan found that the accounts of the Ministry of Revenue were incorrect, and the treasury is now empty."

"This year, the time and people are in harmony, and the national treasury is empty, which is normal." Zhao Wujiang comforted and said lightly:

"Let those officials recruit them, they are all very rich anyway."

He knew that all shortcomings were due to the inability to keep up with the development of productivity, but to solve this problem, it would not be possible to be completed overnight, and it required long-term planning.

The most urgent task is to fill the treasury.

"I want to give orders, but those old ministers all stop me." The empress's face became more and more gloomy and exhausted. She glanced at the worried Zhao Wujiang and sighed:

"You don't have to think too much about this matter. If they do not agree to the recruitment, I will suspend the payment of salary and first resolve the urgent needs of the treasury for war.

Now that the barbarians in the northern grassland are approaching, the conflict between the southern border and the Miao barbarians in the southern border is becoming increasingly intensified. The war is imminent, and everything is dominated by war. I think the ministers will understand it."

"You have stopped your salary. Although the ministers dare not speak, they are inevitably uncomfortable. How can you let them do their wholehearted work for Daxia?" Zhao Wujiang said earnestly.

The empress's eyes trembled, her heart was filled with depression, and she blurted out:

"They originally had few people caring about Daxia! There weren't many people who wholeheartedly assisted me in governing the Daxia territories!"

Zhao Wujiang knew that the reason why the empress was a little out of control was because King Xiaoyao and the current court had put too much pressure on her.

"But there are still some old ministers who care about Daxia, aren't they? For example, Liu Zhe, Dugu Yihe, Dali Temple Qing and others..." Zhao Wujiang gently massaged the empress's temple and comforted gently:

"As for helping you wholeheartedly...

Do I count it?"

"You..." The empress's expression was soothing and her eyes trembled.

Zhao Wujiang smiled and said:

"I'll find a way to pay..."

"What can you do?" the empress sighed:

"Everyone is shirking their responsibilities just like they are asking for their lives."

"What if I have?"

"You don't!"

"Then let's make a bet." Zhao Wujiang smiled faintly.

The empress doubted: "What bet?"

Zhao Wujiang leaned over slightly and whispered in the empress's ear:

"If I ask them to take out the money, you don't use your hands and mouth, what about it?

If I can’t do it, I’ll let you deal with it!”

After hearing this, the empress knew what Zhao Wujiang meant, and her pretty face was dyed with pink. She snorted:

"I don't agree."

She blushed when she thought of that. Although she had seen Princess Baiyue and Dugu Mingyue and others do it, asking her to do it herself would be a matter of goosebumps.

"You don't dare?" Zhao Wujiang smiled evilly:

"Or do you want to fill the treasury?"

The empress opened her lips, and she stopped talking a few times, and finally said fiercely:

"You can't do it at all!"

"What if I did it?" Zhao Wujiang raised his eyebrows.

The empress pursed her red lips, hugged her chest with her hands, and gritted her teeth:

"If you do it, why bother...

But you can't do it!"

Zhao Wujiang snapped his fingers:

"What you said, wait and see!"

"Hmph!" the empress snorted:

"I can't do this, let alone you!

Wait for me to deal with it!"
Chapter completed!