"Or... let's be simple?" Tao Xingyan said.

"Difficult!" Chen Yiqin shook his head and said, "Whether it is the scriptures or the crown prince's enthronement, it involves more than a dozen yamen."

Speaking of this, he glanced at Luo Xin and saw that Luo Xin was looking at him with anticipation, and then bit his teeth and said:

"If we streamline the procedures, we will inevitably offend these dozen yamen."

Luo Xin also knew in his heart that the dozen yamen had been waiting for Jingzhe and the crown prince to enfeoff the title. More than 2 million taels of silver were a lot of money. Cutting off people's wealth was like killing their parents. If the Ministry of Rites really did this, he would have offended more than a dozen yamen. As the Minister of Rites, Luo Xin naturally made these dozen yamen hate him.

"So that's how?" Tao Xingyan spread his hands and said, "Save money and will be hated by more than a dozen colleagues in the yamen. In the future, our Ministry of Rites will be a lonely family. If you don't save money, you will be impeached by the censors. Then we will become a stepping stone to achieve the censors' envoy."

There was silence in the room. Luo Xin glanced at everyone with expectation. It was not impossible for him to have a solution, he and Tao Xingyan, Zhang Xun and others had already discussed a solution, but he still wanted to see if there were anyone who could come up with a solution, or if there was anyone who was willing to speak out.

This is a letter of fame!

Luo Xin became the Minister of Rites, and needed some talented, capable, and willing to join him. Luo Xin would value such people. He was talented, capable, and unwilling to join him. Such people could only use or even suppress him. Those who had no talent, ability, and willing to join him could only let them do ordinary things and could not introduce them to the core. Those who had no ability, talented, self-righteous, or had other intentions and refused to join him would sooner or later drive them out of the Ministry of Rites. Therefore, Luo Xin hoped that some people would appear, even if they were just two talented and capable people who were willing to vote for themselves.

Chen Yiqin lowered his head, and the expression on his face changed constantly. To be honest, he has not yet made up his mind to defect to Luo Xin. The reason why he showed respect in front of Luo Xin was that he just wanted to get along well with Luo Xin, but this did not mean that he wanted to become Luo Xin's subordinate.

This subordinate does not refer to official positions. If it comes to official positions, he is now Luo Xin's subordinate. Instead, he refers to completely seeking the banner of Luo Xin. In this way, his official positions will surpass Luo Xin in the future and he will also be Luo Xin's subordinate.

The Fuxing Society can only have one voice and one leader, and this is Luo Xin.

Chen Yiqin was a little unwilling to accept it, thinking that he and Luo Xin were both the teachers of King Yu. Moreover, when Luo Xin first became Mr. Yu, his official position was not as high as Chen Yiqin, and his closeness to King Yu was not as good as Chen Yiqin. Although it is different from the past, Chen Yiqin also fantasized that he would one day enter the cabinet and become a stolen person who dominates the Ming Dynasty, rather than wanting to be a low-key person in front of Luo Xin.

However, now my heart is filled with light, and I can't help but sigh sadly.

Can I really make a way out in this cannibalistic officialdom?

When I thought of the fact that I was easily brought to prison by Xu Jie, I couldn't help but feel cold. Finally, I made a decision. I looked up and said:

"Sir, I have an idea."

"Huh?" Luo Xin moved his heart: "Brother Chen, we have formed a friendship since His Majesty was King Yu. If you have any ideas, please tell me quickly."

When Chen Yiqin saw Luo Xin mentioning the King Yu period, he felt a little warm in his heart:

"Our Ministry of Rites only proposes etiquette procedures and budgets, and the decision is not in our Ministry of Rites, but in the cabinet. It is better for us to make three types: upper, middle and lower."

“How about three types?”

"It is how much money is needed for the best etiquette program, and then if it costs 60% of the money, what kind of procedures are needed, and what kind of procedures are needed for spending 30% of the money."

Speaking of this, Chen Yiqin glanced at Luo Xin and said, "If we submit it, we will make the cabinet a headache if we decide."

"It's amazing!" Luo Xin said with a touch of his hands: "Anyway, our Ministry of Rites is not responsible for decision-making. Brother Chen is a talented person."

A hint of pride also appeared on Chen Yiqin's face: "I get something occasionally."

Qin Shuang nodded in admiration and said, "Three solutions are needed, you are suffering. However, although you are suffering, you are getting rid of the trouble so that the censors will not be targeted."

"Hahaha..." Everyone laughed.

"Hurry up! Time is tight and the task is heavy, so everyone can work overtime." Luo Xin said with a smile.

Lord Shangshu spoke, what else can the subordinates say? They all left Luo Xin's duty room and went back to work overtime. When it was time to light up, Luo Xin was still sitting in the duty room, so the officials naturally did not dare to leave.

Let's talk about it...

Luo Xin said, let everyone work overtime, who dares to leave?

Not only do I dare not leave, I also have to work without stopping.

Luo Xin didn't stay for long, and after half an hour passed the aristocratic family, he came out of his own room. He didn't have to seize the time to get the plan out, but he knew that the Ministry of Rites was used to being casual. Through this method, the officials of the Ministry of Rites became nervous and not like a piece of loose sand. However, things could not be done, otherwise they would be disloyal. When he came to the room where he was making the plan, he said to the officials with apologetic look:

"Thank you all for your hard work, let's go back and have a good rest. Work is work, rest is rest. When you work, work well, and when you rest, take a good rest. Today I blame me for your hard work."

The officials stood up and said, "No need to work hard!"

Luo Xin waved his hand and turned around and left. Behind him, the officials were relieved and cleaned up and left.

The next day.

Before dawn, Luo Xin left home and went to the morning court. Now it was already November, and the sky was much shorter. So Luo Xin came to the palace and the genius had just seen a little brighter. All the ministers were also here. The censors were full of energy and their faces were red. They didn't know who they planned to impeach today.

Seeing this, Luo Xin had to shake his head helplessly.

However, before waiting for a long time, Feng Bao came and told His Majesty that he was ill and would not attend court today.

Xu Jie and Gao Gong asked to see Emperor Longqing, and the remaining officials left one after another and returned to their yamen. Luo Xin shook his head and walked towards the Ministry of Rites. He knew very well that Emperor Longqing was unhappy. He was originally not interested in attending court, but now he has no money to reward his concubines and those who have lost face, so he naturally will not attend court.

"Oh... I feel tired when I meet such a emperor!"

Luo Xin came to the Ministry of Rites, sat in the lobby, picked up the documents on the case and started reading and stating instructions.

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Chapter completed!