"By the way, Minister Li, our dynasty shouldn't have any cases of deceiving those above and concealing things below, extorting the people's wealth, or lining one's own pockets, right?"
Su Qiao issued the order directly, making Li Ying furious once again.
Hadn't she agreed to let her handle the government?
How had she become even more arrogant than usual, actually issuing an order over her head?
None of the ministers dared look at His Majesty's dark expression. They all lowered their heads.
Minister Li wanted to say a few words, but under Su Qiao's direct gaze, she abandoned the idea.
"No, no, how could Your Highness have such thoughts?" Under Su Qiao's gaze, which seemed capable of seeing straight through people's hearts, cold sweat began to break out on Minister Li's back.
Su Qiao narrowed her eyes slightly as she looked at her. "It's not that I'm overthinking things. Rather, I happened to discover that someone even dared to withhold the monthly stipend allocated by the imperial court to Prince Ye of Eastern Jin, so I had to ask."
In her previous life, after the official document concerning the tax increase had been sent out, someone had secretly changed the tax from twenty percent to thirty or forty percent. As a result, many commoners in various regions went hungry, and the people suffered terribly.
In the end, all the blame for this had been pushed onto the original owner.
She had become the culprit behind everything, the object of everyone's resentment, and a rat crossing the street that everyone cursed even after she was executed.
Looking at Minister Li, who was already sweating all over, Su Qiao did not let her off. She suddenly restrained the careless expression on her face and stared coldly at her. "Minister Li, as the