The chief minister of the cabinet, the Grand Secretary of the Zhongji Palace and the Grand Tutor of the Prince Wen Tiren, did not dare to look up at Emperor Chongzhen's eyes, but instead took a step to the left and bowed:

"Your Majesty, however, Chen Qiyu has caused the court to make many years of hard work to destroy it, and the crime is unforgivable. As for Han Mingyu, I think what Lord Wang said is reasonable.

I believe that Han Mingyu’s purpose is to arouse His Majesty’s intentions. He is a person who seeks fame and reputation. Your Majesty should punish him to face it!”

Wen Tiren also knelt down after saying that, and then the six ministers of the ministries also bowed down one after another.

The court officials had a more fierce argument about the extra charges for three taxes, but the civil and military ministers were surprisingly united in this matter. Even Wen Tiren, who had always spoken for him, said the same thing, which made the young Emperor Chongzhen very depressed.

He found that although he was the emperor, he seemed to be unable to do anything.

"Forget it, let's decide this matter by all my dear ministers in the cabinet. I feel uncomfortable, so leave the court!" Chongzhen said and stood up and returned to the Ganqing Palace.

Wen Tiren knelt in the hall and showed a smile on his face. It was rare to agree with the people of Donglin. Regarding Chen Qiyu's affairs, no court officials hoped to be overturned.

He and the Donglin Party members were in the same situation as Qian Longxi and Qian Qianyi, and the Donglin Party members had long wanted to find an opportunity to get rid of him.

However, he was cautious in his work and was trustworthy in Chongzhen. Therefore, both sides had basically not violated the rivers in the past two years, but Wen Tiren knew that these people were just waiting for opportunities.

This time, the Donglin Party members accepted his affection. I think if they want to arrange their own people to replace them in the future, the Donglin Party members will no longer obstruct them.

Thinking of this, Wen Tiren stood up and bowed to his colleagues around him, leaving Huangji Sect with great calmness.

In the afternoon of the same day, Han Mingyu, the head of the Ministry of Revenue, who was sleeping at home due to illness, received an appointment document from the Ministry of Personnel, demoted him from the sixth-ranking head of the Ministry of Revenue to the Baochao Tushuo Tushu, and was demoted to the third level in a row.

After getting the news, Han Mingyu lay on the bed and smiled bitterly, laughing at himself for being whimsical and overestimating his abilities.

Han Mingyu is the old Chen and Chen Ping who Chen Hai has been looking for. That day, Xiaoling suddenly changed, and he was confused and was caught in a vortex. When he woke up, he had become Han Mingyu, the head of the Ministry of Revenue of the Ming Dynasty.

However, not every time traveler can become a lively young man when he travels through the past. He is more unlucky. Although he has become an official of the court as he wishes, his body is nearly sixty years old and has a very poor health.

After just accepting this body memory, Han Mingyu was shocked by everything around him. He was a dignified sixth-rank court official, and his family was so poor that he couldn't afford a candle. His son and daughter-in-law also passed away in the plague last year, leaving him with a granddaughter who had just turned thirteen.

Fortunately, he didn't feel so sad because he had a granddaughter here. He had been looking for Sun Zhendong these days, but he had been searching for the capital for many days without any news.

Han Mingyu believed that his old friend must have traveled to other places, so he had to give up on his search temporarily. It happened that Chen Qiyu committed a tremendous crime in the Hanzhong Track Gorge. The court dismissed Chen Qiyu and promoted Hong Chengchou to take over his post as governor of the five provinces.

He studied the history of the country for half his life and naturally knew that the disaster in the carriage was not Chen Qiyu, but in the military supervisors and civil and military officials at that time. What made him even more dissatisfied with was the court's promotion of Hong Chengchou.

Although Hong Chengchou is a civil servant, he is sinister and cruel. He often acts as a means of luring and killing the peasant army. There are only a few generals of the peasant army in one game.

It is precisely because of this that the peasant army no longer believed in the sincerity of the court, which resulted in almost no possibility of mediation between the two sides and the outside world, which were all bitter fruits caused by Hong Chengchou.

Moreover, Han Mingyu knew that Hong Chengchou would surrender to the Jianlu in a few years and lead the Jianlu into the pass to kill the Han people, making great contributions to the Jianlu masters, and ranked first in the biography of traitors compiled by Shiquan Old Man.

Han Mingyu was naturally very dissatisfied with the court's decision. Even though his official position was low, he still wrote a memorial with illness and asked someone to submit it to the Tongzhengsi.

But he didn't expect the Tongzhengsi to be so efficient, nor did he expect the revenge to come so quickly and ruthlessly. Logically speaking, the Donglin Party should not be the dominant one now, at least Wen Tiren's faction is fighting openly and secretly with the Donglin Party...

"Oh! Things are unpredictable!" Han Mingyu sighed.

The former owner of this body is also a dumb guy. He has been an official for thirty years but only became a head of the Ministry of Revenue. He is not corrupt, formed cliques, or engaged in personal gain. In the end, the result is that he will not be full of food.

At this time, he had no longer the heroic spirit of guiding the country in front of Zhu Yuanzhang's tomb. He felt that he was struggling with walls everywhere and could not move forward. It was already difficult to survive. He actually had to be enemies with the Donglin Party.

As a currency despised by the Ming Dynasty, Baochao was originally an idle servant who was excluded from officials. Baochao was promoted to the eighth rank official without much salary at all.

In his memory, due to the lack of money, the court paid salaries of officials in recent months were replaced by physical items such as linens, and a pile of coarse burlap was piled up in the dilapidated small warehouse at home.

"Grandpa, I'm back. Taotao sold three pieces of cloth today and exchanged for half a dou of rice!"

While thinking about it, a thin girl ran into the door of the small yard. She was wearing navy blue coarse cloth clothes and had patches on her upper body.

She held a coarse cloth in her arms, and half a bag of food was hanging on her thin shoulders. She smiled at Han Mingyu, who was lying on the bed, and said, "I was still in the room."

This girl is Han Taotao, the granddaughter of Han Mingyu.

"Taotao is back. Go and wash your face and have a rest. Grandpa will cook for you." Han Mingyu struggled to get up after he said that.

"Grandpa, you are in good health and lie down and rest quickly. Taotao will go to cook now!" Han Taotao put the cloth in his hand aside, hurriedly helped Han Mingyu sit by the bed, poured him a glass of water, and went straight towards the kitchen.

The only thing he was relieved now was this sensible young granddaughter. She didn't dislike the poverty at all and could always make him happy with a smile.

At this time, Han Mingyu felt very uncomfortable. The more sensible his granddaughter was, the more uncomfortable he felt.

Han Mingyu took a sip of water, stood up on the edge of the bed, walked slowly to the yard, picked up a squeegee of straw and put it in the trough. A donkey with a relatively strong body rubbed Han Mingyu's shoulder with his head and ate the straw.

This is his usual mount and the only living thing in the family besides his granddaughter.

"Grandpa, why are you out? The doctor said you should rest in bed!"

Han Taotao, who was burning fire, ran out of the room coughing, and her white little face was smoked like a little cat. Seeing Han Mingyu feeding the donkey, she ran over to support her anxiously.

"Grandpa is fine. I feel much better these two days. You may get better if you walk around more.

Taotao has worked hard these days. When my grandfather recovers from illness, he will change to my grandfather to cook." Han Mingyu lifted up his clothes and wiped his granddaughter's face. He was a little doting and a little distressed.

"Grandpa is old, Taotao will take care of you in the future." Han Taotao's big eyes bent into crescent moons.

Just as he was taking the lead, a burst of rapid footsteps suddenly came outside the yard. Soon the door of the yard was opened, and two teams of great generals from Jinyiwei came in line with their heads raised and their chests raised.

Han Mingyu was confused and quickly pulled his granddaughter behind him.

"The emperor ordered the Baochao Siti to summon Han Mingyu to the palace to see the emperor!"
Chapter completed!