Ten days later, the Tang Dynasty was Chang'an.

A group of officials had a deep face, and the prince of Wuyang had a blue face. Not far away, a general was kneeling on one knee, with his head hanging down like a young wife who was angry.

Suddenly there was a bang.

Someone slapped the table heavily.

"Tell me clearly how many cars have you lost?" The person who spoke was a fat old man, who looked kind-hearted, but at this moment he was full of eyes and had a murderous aura.

The general opened his mouth and quietly peeked at the Prince of Wuyang.

As a result, he found that his prince had no signs, so he had no choice but to answer, saying: "Reporting to the Minister of Revenue, he lost a total of twelve cars. Two of them were equipped with hard bows, and the other ten were tung oil spears..."

"Shut up, you still have the face to say it!"

Before he could finish his words, the Minister of Revenue suddenly slapped the table again and said furiously: "Do you really think I'm asking about this?"

The general was stunned for a moment and looked up and said, "Then what are you asking?"

The Minister of Revenue was so angry that his face turned pale. He suddenly stood up from the chair and roared, "Where is the thing? I want to ask where the thing went? Can the twelve chariots of weapons grow wings and fly away by themselves? Is it because you secretly embezzled it? If this matter is found out by me, I will shave you Qiuba alively."

The general's face turned gloomy and suddenly sneered: "Secretary of the Ministry of Revenue, you can shave us a try. When you give you a face, you are a minister. If you don't give you a face, what the hell are you? I dare to call us Qiu Ba, you old guy doesn't want to live anymore."

The Minister of Revenue was on the spot, and suddenly his face became even more furious, and he roared: "You dare to talk back, I, I..."

Suddenly he turned his head to look at the Prince Wuyang and shouted angrily: "Director Wuyang, have you seen it? This is your army. It is neither big nor small, and it is not high or low. If I don't give me an explanation for this, I will definitely report it to Your Majesty."

Unexpectedly, the Prince of Wuyang was extremely tough and snorted coldly, saying, "Then you go and sue, and now you will sue. I am just trying to see what you should say when you see Your Majesty. You said you secretly use the national treasury? You said you secretly allocate a sum of money to the Ministry of Works every year? Tsk tsk, if you can say this, I respect you as a man."

The Minister of Revenue was stunned, then his face turned pale and he shouted, "This matter is decided by everyone. Why do I have to take it alone?"

The Prince of Wuyang smiled and reminded: "You are the Minister of Revenue, and you are the one who uses the national treasury. No matter how you argue, the money is transferred from you, right?"

The Minister of Revenue opened his eyes wide open and immediately roared and argued: "But I did not take any greed, and allocated them to the craftsman in the Ministry of Works..."

Suddenly he looked stunned, as if he had thought of something, and said in surprise: "Yes, the craftsman is the supervisor. The most anxious thing to do is the Ministry of Works to lose the military equipment this time. Although I secretly used the national treasury, this national treasury was not embezzled. Instead, every transaction was recorded. I couldn't find out the account..."

"So, I'm so anxious, it's not bad, hahahahahaha."

The Minister of Revenue suddenly stopped getting angry and slowly sat back on the chair to rest.

However, he immediately cursed angrily, and the Minister of Works stood up and shouted: "I'm the last name of Yan, how dare you push the responsibility on me?"

The Minister of Revenue smiled and said slowly: "I give the money to the Ministry of Works, and the responsibility will naturally belong to you."

The Minister of Works was furious and said, "Although the money was allocated to the Ministry of Works, the Ministry of Works was not greedy at all. Instead, all the craftsmen tightened their belts and made more than 100 vehicles of ordnance in just two million chunks."

"Even if this matter is caused by His Majesty, I can stand up straight and argue with reason."

Unfortunately, the Minister of Revenue was very cunning and climbed up the pole directly, saying with a smile: "Then hurry up and go and argue with Your Majesty, and explain the loss of the military equipment. After all, you spent the money, so you naturally have to go..."

The Minister of Works was stunned for a moment, then jumped on the spot in anger and roared: "I'm the one with Yan, I'm fighting with you."

"Everyone knows that this is not a mistake from the worker department. Why should I explain to His Majesty? Why should I take this blame?"

"Although we spent the money, the armies were lost by the Ministry of War..."

"Hey, Ministry of War, hahahaha, I suddenly woke up, I was not me who should be most anxious."

"They are the biggest responsible persons who are lost in the hands of the Ministry of War."

What a good guy, he is worthy of being a master of the six departments. He is all cunning and has a good way of shirking responsibility.

He pushed and pushed, but he didn't take the blame. Unfortunately, the Minister of War was not a good person. He stood up and sneered: "It's done by everyone together, no one can do it alone. If you dare to push the responsibility to me, don't blame me for turning against others."

Everyone was slightly shocked and couldn't help but say, "What do you want to do?"

The Minister of War sneered again, and said with a grim expression: "We only lost twelve vehicles of weapons here, and we have begun to be anxious and accused each other. But have you ever thought about what would happen to An Lushan?"

"For An Lushan, he lost more than twelve vehicles of weapons. If he knew that we had cheated him, then I would like to ask you, are you afraid that he would rebel if he was angry?"

When the Minister of War said this, he smiled coldly again and said, "So, don't force me. If you want to put the blame on the Ministry of War, don't blame me for telling An Lushan the secret directly."

The whole room was silent.

After a long time, an old man sighed and said, "It's over, and it's useless to shirk responsibility. Let me fight with the Prince of Wuyang. Don't participate again, you juniors."

The one who spoke was the old Prime Minister Zhang Jiuling.

Several ministers looked at each other, suddenly stood up and bowed at the same time, and said in an awkward tone: "Don't be angry, we will no longer shirk responsibility."

Unexpectedly, Zhang Jiuling shook his head, and for some reason he smiled and said leisurely: "Although this matter is not perfect, it is more than half successful after all. The loss of more than 2 million yuan of military equipment will definitely take time for a Jiedushi's family. At least within three years, it will be difficult for him to make a difference."

"So from the overall perspective, our plan has been successful. It not only weakens the wealth of the vassal states, but also wins breathing time. From now on, I will slowly find a way to advise Your Majesty not to reuse the Hu people. I firmly believe that one day the threat of the vassal states will be destroyed."

"However, this is a protracted battle, and you need to work together to succeed. When encountering things, don't shirk responsibility. When facing a crisis, don't be afraid. If there are really some crimes that need someone to fight against, then I can still hold on for a while."

"When I couldn't hold on, there was the Prince of Wuyang, and the court had me and the two of us, and they would not be in chaos in a short period of time."

When Zhang Jiuling said this, he raised his hand and waved it gently, and said with a kind tone: "Let's go, go, go home. Don't participate in this matter anymore, let Lao I and the Prince of Wuyang take it down."

As he said that, he glanced at the Prince of Wuyang and smiled and said, "I am going to take the blame with you. Please don't be angry, after all, our old bones only have this function."

The Prince of Wuyang yelled twice and said, "You have asked you to say good things, but I can't agree. I just took the blame. How big a matter is it?"

The three ministers looked at each other, saluted to the two at the same time, and then silently turned around and said goodbye and left.

Zhang Jiuling and the Prince of Wuyang did not stand up, but watched them gradually fade away. It was not until the backs of the three ministers disappeared that the Prince of Wuyang suddenly looked at the general.

"Now you tell me, are those weapons lost? If you really swallowed them up by you, I will not punish you."

As he stopped, he said, "In recent years, the court often owes military pay, and the soldiers live a very unbearable life. So even if you really embezzle military funds, I will turn a blind eye. The matter will be fought against by the King and Prime Minister Zhang. You can sell the military funds and reissue military pay."

The general looked moved, first kowtowed to Prince Wuyang, then straightened up and sweared: "Master, we really didn't embezzle. Those twelve chariots of weapons were indeed lost."

"Who did it?"

The Prince of Wuyang spoke directly, without giving him any time to think, and quickly asked, "Tell me, who did it?"
Chapter completed!