Da Ming: I told you to die for your cause, why are you actually going to die?

Chapter 75 No one understands Imperial Censor Zhang better than us [Seeking monthly votes]

"Commander Jiang, what do you intend to do?"

As soon as Zhang Biao finished speaking, the surroundings fell silent, as if autumn leaves had been swept away by the wind.

Countless eyes turned to Jiang Huan.

This was Zhu's top enforcer, the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard who had participated in countless major and important cases.

If he forcibly prevents Zhang Biao and his group from demanding their unpaid wages at the Ministry of Revenue, there's really nothing that can be done about him.

After all, an agency like the Embroidered Uniform Guard never plays by the rules.

They were the ones with the true imperial privilege, acting first and reporting later.

However, upon hearing Zhang Biao's question, Jiang Huan merely glanced indifferently at Fu Youwen, who was filled with eager anticipation, and then at Zhang Biao, who stood proudly upright, before turning around and leaving without a word.

Wow!
The whole place was in an uproar!

What's going on?
Commander Chiang is actually abandoning us?!

Is he going to condone this Imperial Censor Zhang and that group of low-ranking officials in the capital to continue their reckless behavior?!

The officials of the Ministry of Revenue were all stunned, finding it hard to believe.

The low-ranking officials in Beijing behind Zhang Biao were first stunned, then their faces lit up with ecstasy.

Our Brother Biao is absolutely awesome!

Even Commander Chiang Kai-shek couldn't do anything about him!
Hahaha!
really!

No one understands Imperial Censor Zhang better than us!
Just as the lower-ranking officials in the capital were overjoyed, Zhang Biao looked at the gate of the Ministry of Revenue without any surprise and loudly addressed the officials inside:

"Listen up, colleagues in the Ministry of Revenue! Fu Youwen's corruption and embezzlement are irrefutable! Do you want to be buried with him, or do you actively return the ill-gotten gains and strive for leniency? The choice is yours!"

Wow!
A commotion broke out inside the door.

Clearly, the other officials in the Ministry of Revenue were terrified; after all, who doesn't have something to hide?
This madman is really daring to flip the table!
"I'm leaving! I'm leaving!"

Some timid official from the Ministry of Revenue shouted out.

The room inside immediately erupted into noise again.

"Me too! I'm quitting too!"

"Imperial Censor Zhang! We're all retreating!"

"Minister Fu! You must think of a solution quickly!"

There were also officials from the Ministry of Revenue who refused to give up and tried to rouse Fu Youwen.

But Fu Youwen was already slumped on the ground, his face ashen, muttering, "Open the door for him."

He was driven to a mental breakdown by the calculations and all he wanted was to get rid of these plagues as soon as possible.

"Did you hear that?"

Zhang Biao turned around and smiled triumphantly at everyone: "Minister Fu is so generous! He's agreed to let us 'pay off the debt with assets'! Brothers! What are we waiting for? Let's get to work!"

Rumble!
After a loud bang, the main gate of the Ministry of Revenue was finally opened from the inside.

Inside the gate, a group of officials from the Ministry of Revenue, their faces pale and trembling, made way for each other.

Zhang Biao took the lead, leading a group of fierce, low-ranking officials from the capital into the city.

"Accountant Shen! Get a valuation!"

"Master Sun! Light the lamp! Yes, light it on that rosewood table! It looks valuable!"

"Editor Li! Register everything! Make a note of that rosewood chair!"

"Imperial Censor Zhao! Take those sheets of fine Xuan paper with you! We'll need them for writing impeachment memorials later!"

"Hey you! Yes! Those two potted Podocarpus macrophyllus trees by the door! Move them! Put them in your house to ward off evil spirits!"

Inside the Ministry of Revenue, an incredibly abstract zero-yuan purchase drama unfolded in an instant.

Tables, chairs, benches, writing brushes, ink, paper, inkstones, antique vases, and even kitchen pots and pans.
Anything deemed valuable was labeled "debt settlement goods" by this "wage-demanding squad" and happily moved out. The officials of the Ministry of Revenue watched helplessly as their offices were emptied bit by bit, their hearts breaking, yet not one dared to stop them.

Because that 'madman' Zhang Biao was standing in the courtyard with his arms crossed, looking at them with a half-smile. If anyone dared to move, he would start reviewing their accounts, and the effect was outstanding.

In less than half an hour, almost a third of the huge Ministry of Revenue was emptied, making it look particularly desolate and empty.

Zhang Biao looked at the yard full of spoils, nodded in satisfaction, and then said to Shen Lang and the others who were still in a daze, "What are you all standing there for? Get a car and take it away! Once we've cashed in, we'll give everyone some money!"

Then, as if remembering something, he turned his gaze towards the distant Ministry of War, stroked his chin, and a more chilling smile appeared on his face:

"The Ministry of Revenue's accounts have been settled, but there are too many bad debts. This amount probably won't even cover all our back wages."

As he spoke, he glanced at Sun Gui, who was holding up the chamber pot lamp, then his eyes darted around, and he waved his hand, saying:
"Brothers! Let's go! Let's head to the Ministry of War! Assistant Minister Sun works there! I've heard that the Ministry of War has a lot of bad debts, such as embezzling military pay and reselling military equipment! Let's go and 'audit' Minister Ru as well!"

"Let's make sure we thoroughly investigate and punish all six ministries today!"

Wow!
As soon as this statement came out, the whole audience was in an uproar!

Not only did Fu Youwen, who was slumped on the ground, tremble, but even the group of Ministry of Revenue officials who had just been robbed couldn't help but shudder and shiver.

Jiang Huan, who had just left, stood in the shadows on the opposite street corner, calmly watching the chaotic scene inside, with people coming and going and moving things around.

One of the commanders beside him asked cautiously, "Chief Jiang, it seems they've taken over our work. Are we really not going to do anything about it? This...this is unacceptable!"

"Manage? How do you manage it?"

Jiang Huan glanced at him, then looked intently at Zhang Biao and his group, slowly shaking her head:

"The Emperor hasn't woken up, and the imperial decree hasn't been issued. They're demanding back wages and settling debts; the Vice Minister of Revenue personally agreed to open the gate. What grounds do we have to interfere? To prevent our colleagues from legitimately protecting their rights?"

Qianhu: "."

What you said makes a lot of sense, but I still feel like something's not quite right.

Aren't we the Embroidered Uniform Guard?

When have you ever been reasonable?!
Jiang Huan ignored the speechless officer and simply watched Zhang Biao's composed command and the ashen-faced officials of the Ministry of Revenue. His lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

He knew exactly what was going on.

Zhang Biao is playing with fire, and he's also trying to force Zhang Biao to abdicate.

By using this extreme method, the festering sore of the Ministry of Revenue, and even the entire court, was completely exposed, forcing everyone, especially the comatose emperor, to confront these problems.

Either kill him, or change things.

Let him make a scene!

Jiang Huan suddenly spoke up:

"The bigger the commotion, the better. Let's expose these moles' true colors and let the sun shine on them."

"What if things really get out of control?" Qianhu was still a little worried.

Jiang Huan glanced in the direction of the palace and said:
"Once the Emperor wakes up, he will make his own decision. Until then, our task is simply to watch, record, and ensure that no one dies."

As for the things...

"Let them move it. Record exactly how much they moved and where they went. Not a single item can be missing!"

He paused, then added, "Also, send people to keep watch outside the Ministry of War and the residences of those nobles. If you're going to watch a show, you have to watch the whole thing."

After saying that, he turned and disappeared into the shadows, as if he had never been there.

Only the head of the household was left, watching the abstract farce at the entrance of the household registration office, bewildered in the wind.

Your Majesty, if you don't wake up soon, the heavens of our Great Ming Dynasty will be turned upside down!
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