Use a substitute on your wedding night to scatter the ashes of your entire family - Chapter 623: Righting the Fa on the Spot

"But I am also responsible. The national treasury is so poor that it can't even take out a tael of silver. Officials haven't received their monthly salaries for several months. Because of this, I lost my temper with Su Qing several times."

"Who would have thought that he could be so foolish that he would not think about how to increase revenue and reduce expenditure, but instead set his sights on the merchants and even covet the few taels of silver in the pockets of the officials and soldiers to support their families."

"Grandfather, calm down. I'll have someone take you back to Prince Huai's mansion."

Old King Huai snorted twice and said nothing.

Therefore, he glanced coldly at Yi Qing who was still struggling: "Humph, since some people are just sitting there doing nothing and can't do anything good, they should be punished. The harem is not allowed to interfere in government affairs, but a little Zhao Xun dares to stretch his hands so far, he should be killed!"

"Yes, great-grandson, I will listen to you."

The students were angry.

Someone shouted: "Heaven and earth will not tolerate anyone who came up with this idea!"

"Yes, kill her!"

Su Yueming understood what King Huai said and kowtowed to express his gratitude.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was right. As long as he stood up and admitted his mistake, at most he would be punished, but his life would not be taken away.

Yi Qing also understood what was said. She shook her head in panic, and tears welled up in her eyes.

Obviously, she didn't do anything afterwards, and so much time has passed, so why did His Royal Highness the Crown Prince push her, a weak woman, to take the blame and calm the public anger when something happened?

Why were they still being affectionate with each other last night, but sending her to the guillotine today?

What a character all men in the world have!

If we want to appease the public anger, of course we have to kill him on the spot.

There, there was a shocking pool of blood on the ground.

That belonged to the old censor Fei Shao.

Yi Qing was so frightened that his face turned pale, his whole body was shaking, and he could hardly kneel.

She struggled desperately, trying to find a way to survive.

Her head was pressed to the ground, and finally the rag in her mouth was rubbed by the bluestone slab, causing her to blurt out: "I have..."

The next words came to an abrupt end.

Blood splattered and heads rolled off.

On that bloody head, the eyes that were wide open with fear had not yet closed, as if staring at the people who were still sitting quietly in front of the palace gate.

There was a commotion in the crowd and some people gasped.

Some people even screamed in fear.

Everyone's face turned pale.

We are all students. We have never seen such a scene before.

Su Yueming was taken away.

Ling Heng stepped forward and supported old King Huai, who was trembling from standing for so long.

"Grandfather Great Uncle, rest assured. Ling Heng hereby as the crown prince assures you and the people of Northern Jin that such absurd things will never be allowed to happen again. The taxes on merchants will remain the same, and we will not collect a single cent from the officials and soldiers."

"Reduce the expenses of the Imperial Palace and the Eastern Palace. When the treasury has a sufficient amount of silver, we will replenish the food and fodder for the army, and return all the salaries of the officials."

"Yes, my great uncle taught me that."

Ling Heng personally helped the old King Huai onto the sedan chair and watched him leave.

Mr. Fei's body was carried away.

Mr. Zhong and Mr. Zhong, the chief academician, originally wanted to sit in front of the palace gate and force the prince to cancel these ridiculous decrees.

Su Yueming was dismissed from his post and investigated.

Ling Heng looked at the students and officials who had not left and said calmly: "You all have seen that I was deceived. I will never compromise on the promise I made to old King Huai."

None of the students or the teacher bought it and still refused to leave.

However, an official who was probably a fifth-rank doctor stood up and asked, "Your Highness, who are the people arrested by the Five Cities Military and Military Department and the Embroidered Uniform Guard?"

The official immediately knelt down and apologized: "It was my fault for not understanding the whole story. I am willing to be punished. Please, His Majesty, I will punish you."

Ling Heng smiled faintly: "You are concerned about the country and the people, what crime have you committed? Forgive me, get up now."

Then several officials stood up and said that they did not understand and were confused, and asked the prince to punish them.

Ling Heng naturally did not punish anyone.

Mr. Zhong and Mr. Zhong had already left with Mr. Fei's body, and many students followed them.

Ling Heng looked calmly at the hundreds of students who were so frightened that their faces turned pale but still refused to leave.

"You are all the pillars of the country. Your only mission is to study hard. Go back and prepare for next year's imperial examination. I hope to see your names on the imperial list next year."

The students looked at each other.

However, precisely because the teacher who brought them here left and the officials also left one after another, the crowd began to waver a little.

Those who should be killed have been killed, and the prince has also held those responsible accountable accountable.

They are ready to leave.

However, it is also this moment.

Those students who were originally thinking of leaving, put their butts down again and looked at Prince Ling Heng with burning eyes, hoping that he could give a clear answer.

"Hey, Princess, is that your eldest cousin, the eldest son of the Zhu family?" Mo Lin had only seen Zhu Qingmeng once from a distance and was not sure.

Li Shuangwan quickly turned his head and looked. Among the hundreds of students, the student wearing a blue shirt, with a cold face, looking at Ling Heng calmly, was none other than Zhu Qingmeng!

"What's your name, classmate?"

"Zhu Qingmeng, Master Zhu." Ling Heng seemed to savor the name, "What a good name. I wonder who you are, Master Zhu, the Minister of the Dali Temple?"

"It is my grandfather, who has resigned from office. Your Highness, you have not answered my question yet. When do you plan to return the money I collected?"

Ling Heng kept a very low profile.

However, Li Shuangwan felt a pang in his heart when he heard this.