Hang Qi leaned over and said, "the minister leads the order."

"Get up," Jiang Chan smiled.

Zhou Si, the Minister of the Ministry of household, was worried: "mother, think twice. Two armies in a row have been sent out, and the National Treasury is really unable to provide military pay."

Jiang Chan fuzhang: "military pay is really important. Lord Zhou did ask a good question. The mourner will help Lord Zhou share his worries today."

Glancing at the ministers below, Jiang Chan continued, "although the Treasury is empty, it's time to clear up after Dayu has raised many moths over the years."

Jiang Chan said. The big eunuch next to him, father-in-law Xu, came down with a small box and handed out several pieces of paper to Wen and Wu.

After seeing what was written on the paper, several ministers were like gold paper and trembled. They immediately knelt down with a puff. What else can it be? It's just that the braid was caught by Jiang Chan. Of course, it's really a big handle.

"Lord Wei, Lord Li, Lord Chen..." Jiang Chan ordered more than ten names in a row: "Ai family has practical evidence in hand. Can you still say something?"

Wei Furen, Lord Wei, turned his attention to Han Xiang. Han Xiang closed his eyes slightly. He didn't seem to see the expression of Lord Wei asking for help, and his body turned to the center.

Wei Furen was in a panic and fell on his knees with a plop: "madam, I really don't know that the unfilial children at home do such things because of the lax governance of the family. Please forgive me!"

Liu Cheng, the Minister of justice of the Ministry of punishment, listed: "bullying the people, forcibly robbing the women of the people, bullying the good and dominating the city, every pile is a crime, and it should be severely punished."

Jiang Chan nodded: "the son of heaven breaks the law and commits the same crime as the common people. Everyone is equal before the law. Lord Liu and father-in-law Xu will then send practical evidence to the Ministry of punishment. How to punish the Ministry of punishment needs to be dealt with strictly and quickly."

"As for the money obtained from copying the family," Jiang Chan glanced at many ministers: "as the military pay of the expedition, all the soldiers must be in place before the expedition."

An Guogong and several other generals immediately knelt down and thanked: "thank you, madam!"

Liu Cheng replied, "yes! Please follow my mother's instructions."

All the ministers straightened their backs, so they copied the family? Unexpectedly, the young empress dowager looked at her young age and started so ruthlessly that she copied the homes of more than ten ministers at once.

Wei Furen took two steps on his knee: "my lady, raise your hand!"

Jiang Chan raised a cool smile: "Lord Wei, someone once asked you to raise your hand. How did you do it? Dongshi Zhang Xiucai's family, you can hide it from others, but you can't hide it from AI's eyes."

"The palace is just copying the family, not killing the nine families. It is enough tolerance and accumulating virtue for the former Emperor." Jiang Chan said two sentences lightly. Liu Cheng carefully guessed Jiang Chan's words and immediately understood Jiang Chan's intention.

"Lord hang, the AI family will write a letter later. Lingnan's human feelings are complex and beyond the reach of the court. The officialdom of Lingnan should be well managed."

As soon as he said this, the ministers immediately shrunk their necks. Well, this one turned his eyes to Lingnan again. It's estimated that another wave of copywriters came to attack.

She should not be called the young empress dowager, she should be called the Empress Dowager!

Jiang Chan's skill really exceeded many people's expectations. Most of the people on the list given by Jiang Chan are the forces of Zuo Xiang Han Xiang. As soon as he was copied, Han Xiang's power immediately shrunk by a third.

Seeing that Wei Furen and more than ten other ministers were dragged down, Han Xiang closed his eyes and suddenly stepped forward: "recently, the former emperor died, and the old minister is over seventy years old. He is already old enough to return home. I beg the Empress Dowager's permission."

Seeing Han Xiang's speech, Jiang Chan understood that he was going to play a game with himself. His own hand cut Han Xiang's right arm. It's strange that he can swallow it!

Moreover, if Han Xiang takes a step back today, he will continue to make concessions in the future. Now, taking advantage of the unstable foundation of the young empress dowager, he can still operate.

But if she really grows up, Han Xiang doesn't dare to think about it. Today, Jiang Chan showed these means. He suddenly found that the proposal of hanging the curtain to listen to politics was really terrible.

As soon as I heard that Han Xiang was going to return to his hometown, more than ten officials from the left Xiangyi faction lined up one after another. They all wanted to return to their hometown. The youngest was only in his early 40s. It was in his prime of life. Where would it be necessary to return to his hometown?

If all these ministers leave, the imperial court will be empty and there will be problems in the operation of the imperial court. An Guogong and other generals and neutral ministers held their breath and looked at Jiang Chan to see if she would give way.

Jiang Chan smiled without anger, and the speed of her fingers moving the rosary beads increased a bit. "Have you thought about it, Lord Han? Many ministers have considered it carefully? It is impossible for me to turn back if I answer your request to return home today."

Han Xiang clapped in his heart and said firmly on his face: "the old minister has thought well. He was an official in the DPRK at the age of 20. Now it has been 50 years. He has been working hard and has not been slack for a day. It is also time to go back and enjoy happiness."

Jiang Chan drooped her eyes: "what about the adults? So are you?"

Things have come to this point, and they can't afford to hesitate. More than a dozen officials in the column hardened their heads: "yes, I've figured it out."

Jiang Chan pulled the rosary's hand and said, "Ai family really wants to thank you, all of you. It's really profound. It happens that AI family has recently found some officials who are down-to-earth and hard-working. You might as well have a look at the arrangements of AI family, Grandpa Xu..."

"The slave is here," father-in-law Xu bent over Jiang Chan, and then felt out a few pieces of paper from the small box just now. Many ministers stared one after another. Just now they saw those feelings. The Empress Dowager had long thought of this stubble?

The next second, father-in-law Xu's sharp voice sounded in the hall: "Lord Teng Qingteng, the official department, is the official department's Shangshu..."

After reading more than ten names, father-in-law Xu didn't breathe. After reading it all, there was a dead silence in the court. Jiang Chan coughed softly: "thank you, adults. Without you, the mourners really don't know how to arrange these practical officials."

All the officials who were named seemed to have been hit by pie. No one expected that so many things would happen after this meeting.

First, the main battle strategy was determined, then the family was copied, and now new officials were promoted. It can be said that every step the ministers took seemed that the Empress Dowager had calculated and made arrangements in advance.

Looking at the silence below, Jiang Chan stood up and said, "look at your silence. I think you have no objection. Then relevant officials will hand over these things before the DPRK meeting tomorrow. Lord Han, you can safely return home this time."