Chapter 12
Two days later.
"Report!"
"Eight hundred miles of urgent news from Linjiang City!"
Accompanied by a voice, the guards in black armor hurried into the palace, and then knelt down and raised a memorial.
"Linjiang City?"
"Eight hundred miles of urgent news?"
Wu Zhao wore a golden dragon robe, and her phoenix eyes were full of majesty. When she heard the name of Linjiang City, her brows suddenly relaxed.
"Present it!"
Wu Zhao put down the memorial she was reviewing, and a rare smile hung on her face.
Linjiang City, this is Gao Yang's territory.
Even though a few days had passed, Wu Zhao couldn't help being shocked when she thought of Gao Yang's casual monkey trick in the Golden Palace.
It was incredible that such a vicious trick appeared on the grandson of the Duke of Dingguo from a military family.
Therefore, she was looking forward to Gao Yang's methods in Linjiang City!
But when Wu Zhao opened the memorial, her face changed again and again.
In the end, even her beautiful face was full of anger: "This Gao Yang dared to collude with officials and businessmen to raise grain prices. Not only did he not let local grain merchants lower prices, but he also sold grain at a high price. It's simply unreasonable!"
Just when Wu Zhao was about to give an order, she suddenly paused.
"No!"
"This Gao Yang doesn't look like a mediocre person. Could he have other intentions?"
Wu Zhao frowned. She never expected that Gao Yang would give her such a big surprise.
To be precise, it should be a shock.
She looked at the memorial again, her eyes fell on the characters of Du Jiang's words Gao Yang brazenly said that he would suddenly reduce the grain price in Jiangcheng within seven days.
"On the one hand, you want to reduce the grain price in Jiangcheng, and on the other hand, you want to raise the grain price in Linjiangcheng to a sky-high price. Gao Yang, Gao Yang, what are you going to do?"
"You will cause trouble for me," Wu Zhao sat on the dragon chair and rubbed her eyebrows.
The morning court tomorrow will not be peaceful.
Duke Dingguo is a big tree that attracts the wind. There are too many people in this court who want him to fall.
According to the rules of Daqian, this impeachment will be sent to her imperial study and the Imperial Censorate.
Tomorrow is destined to be a storm!
"..."
The next day, a ray of golden sunlight pierced through the dense dark clouds in the sky and enveloped the entire Chang'an.
Daqian Palace.
Jinluan Palace.
Wu Zhao sat high on the dragon chair, her eyebrows were cold, and a sense of majesty permeated her body.
Civil and military officials lined up on both sides.
Wu Zetian knew that undercurrents were surging in the calm court.
"Your Majesty, I impeach Gao Yang, the son of Duke Dingguo!"
"Gao Yang was highly valued by Your Majesty and was the censor of Linjiang City, but he colluded with officials and businessmen and ordered that the price of grain in Linjiang City should not be lower than 150 wen per bucket, and he also wanted to renovate the government office on a large scale. This move is really stupid. I ask Your Majesty to order severe punishment to serve as an example!"
At the Censorate, an old man with a straight body and gray hair came forward. His face was livid and he was full of righteousness.
The Censor, Yan Zheng, was upright and incorruptible. If he didn't like anything, he would criticize him from top to bottom. No one dared not to criticize him.
Even if it was one of the three regents left by the previous emperor after his death, Prince Rong Wulong dared to impeach him in public!
Prince Rong was so angry that he was sick in the house for the past two days and didn't even come to the morning court.
As he came forward, everyone's face changed.
If Yan Zheng impeached, then the impeached person would be punished.
Gao Feng's eyes widened, and he felt like he was hit hard when he heard this.
Gao Yang's officials and businessmen colluded to manipulate grain prices, and ordered that the grain price in Linjiang City should not be less than 150 coins per bucket?
Didn't he tell Gao Yang that if he couldn't do it, he shouldn't show off. The Duke of Dingguo's Mansion was a lean camel that was bigger than a horse, and it would always be able to save him.
Gao Feng's face changed.
After being shocked, all the officials fell into a huge disagreement.
Wang Zhong, wearing armor, spoke first, "One hundred and fifty coins per dou, if this continues for a long time, it will cause great public outrage, and even starvation everywhere, and hell on earth!"
"I agree with Doctor Yan, please punish severely!"
Minister of Rites Cui Li sneered, and he also stood up and said in a deep voice, "Guangyang County has suffered severe rainstorm disasters during this period. The people have no harvest and it is difficult to survive the disaster year. If such high grain prices are ignored, it may arouse great public outrage!"
"Please stop it in time, Your Majesty, to avoid irreversible consequences!"
For a while, all officials agreed.
"I second the motion!"
"I second the motion!"
Gao Feng's face was ashen and cold.
He couldn't help but look at Wu Zhao. At that moment, only the empress could make the final decision!
Wu Zhao swept her eyes over the ministers, took a deep breath and said, "
The grandson of Duke Dingguo is not an ordinary person. Since I have promised, he has extraordinary talents and must be treated by extraordinary people. It has only been two days. Why are you anxious, my dear ministers? "
"Maybe the grandson of Duke Dingguo will hand in a satisfactory answer!"
Wu Zhao swept her eyes over the ministers, and her powerful majesty forced them to bow their heads.
But Wang Zhong sneered subconsciously, "If you want the grain price to fall, how can you raise the grain price to the sky?"
"This Gao Yang is an incompetent person, how can he take on such a great task? !"
Wu Zhao's eyes were cold and her voice was cold: "General Wang, are you questioning my vision?"
Wang Zhong panicked and cold sweat oozed from his forehead.
"I have no such intention!"
Wu Zhao swept her eyes over everyone and fell on Yan Zheng, "Linjiang City will not be in chaos, I have already arranged a backup plan! "
"Since County Magistrate Du said that Gao Yang, the grandson of Duke Dingguo, was talking nonsense and that the grain price should be lowered within seven days, then give him seven days. I have made up my mind on this matter and there is no need to say more!"
"..."
The Mansion of the Minister of Rites.
Song Li laughed, "It is easy to tell whether Gao Yang is a dragon or a worm. Thanks to the Empress's trust, it seems that my Song family is right to cancel the engagement."
Song Qingqing heard the news and asked curiously, "Father, is there any news from Linjiang City?"
Song Li nodded, "Yes, Gao Yang went to Linjiang City, and the first thing he did was to summon the four major grain merchants in Linjiang City. Not only did he not think about lowering the grain price, he also strictly ordered the four major grain merchants not to sell grain at a price lower than 150 Wen per bucket."
"Today, the impeachment memorials have all arrived at the Golden Palace. If it were not for the Empress's strong protection, Gao Yang would have been in trouble! "
After hearing this, Song Qingqing's face showed no expression.
She shook her head and said, "Gao Yang is really confused. Fortunately, my Song family broke off the engagement in advance, otherwise we would inevitably be implicated."
"Merchants are greedy. Instead of lowering the price of grain, he raised it up. If these greedy grain merchants don't raise the price of grain to a sky-high level, I, Song Li, might as well kill myself with a piece of tofu!"
Song Li looked disdainful and took a sip of tea.
Then, he said to Song Qingqing earnestly, "Cui Zhuangyuan went to Qingshui City and Gao Yang went to Linjiang City. The disasters in the two places are similar. It is obviously a competition!"
"But in this competition, Gao Yang is doomed to fail miserably. Cui Zhuangyuan will become the most eye-catching figure in the whole Chang'an and is destined to soar to the sky. Qingqing, you must seize the opportunity. "
Song Qingqing smiled faintly, "Don't worry, father. Mr. Cui is very talented and charming. My daughter has already met him. Mr. Cui should have a good impression of my daughter."
Song Li was surprised and couldn't help stroking his beard, saying, "If we can win Mr. Cui, my Song family will prosper!"