After wearing the book, the Buddhist imperial concubine has spoiled again

Chapter 58

After half an hour, Chen Xing dispersed.

Under the sympathetic eyes of everyone, Jiang Shishi returned to her residence happily.

Chun Xing saw that her little master was so happy that she couldn't help but remind her.

"My lord, you don't really think that Concubine Tang is taking care of you, do you? In fact, she has ulterior motives. She wants to fatten you up and make you ugly!"

"I know." Jiang Shishi took a sip of tea, "But this care really suits my appetite."

The meals of the concubines in the Eastern Palace were arranged according to their positions. Jiang Shishi only had one meat dish and one vegetarian dish for each meal.

Prices in the palace are ridiculously high, and it hurts a bit for her to add some nourishing medicinal food to herself, let alone buy those big fish and meat.

But she is also a carnivore.

With the money she made with Xiao Linzi in private, she could live a wealthy life outside the palace.

But she was in the palace, and she spent all her money without eating a few meals of meat.

Now Concubine Tang asked the Imperial Dining Room to add nourishing meat dishes to her, which was exactly what she wanted.

At noon that day, the Imperial Dining Room added a dish of "Hanging Stove Pheasant" to Jiang Shishi.

It stands to reason that the Tang side concubine would not poison the food she rewarded, otherwise she would only reap the consequences.

In addition, the imperial dining room is full of imperial cooks, so the concubine Tang's hand cannot reach that far.

But Chunxing still tested the poison with silver needles, and after confirming that it was not poisonous, Jiang Shishi went whoring for free, eating so much that she was satisfied!
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Jiang Shishi of the East Palace is living a happy life, but the prince of the Ministry of Rites is not doing so well.

At this moment, he was sitting in the study room of the Ministry of Rites reviewing official documents, and Huang Dechang came to his side with his whisk in his hand, "Your Highness, Fan Songkang, Lord Fan, please see me."

Pei Xuanling: "Show him in."

Fan Songkang is the "host and guest doctor" of the Ministry of Rites, and he is in charge of tributes recently, so he must discuss matters related to tributes.

Sure enough, after Fan Songkang came in, he hurriedly saluted and said anxiously: "Your Highness, it's not good. Among the tributes sent by the envoys, two pieces of jade are missing."

Pei Xuanling's eyes tightened, "When did you lose it?"

Fan Songkang: "It was still there when I checked the tribute before, but it disappeared when I put the tribute into the warehouse today."

Pei Xuanling: "Is it a very precious jade?"

"That's not it." Fan Songkang explained the situation, "One is the Hetian beautiful jade raw stone that was tributed from southern Xinjiang, and the other is the Balin stone that was tributed from the northern desert. The two jades are of average quality, and they are relatively common jade."

Among those tributes, there are some top-quality jades.

The thieves don't steal the finely carved fine jade ornaments and jewelry, but steal the rough stones that are not very valuable?
"." Pei Xuanling raised his eyebrows in surprise, "How much is it worth?"

Fan Songkang calculated the price in his mind, "If it is converted into cash, the two pieces of jade add up to about 500 taels of silver."

Pei Xuanling: "."

500 taels of silver, not too much, not too little, is worth the salary of ordinary officials for many years.

The most important thing is that some officials in the Ministry of Rites do not like him to be in charge of the Ministry of Rites.

And Fan Songkang was not only the official in charge of the tribute this time, but also one of the few officials who supported him.

He saw that Fan Songkang was honest, honest and talented, so he used him.

Therefore, I am afraid that someone will use this matter to cause chaos!
Thinking of this, Pei Xuanling immediately summoned officials from the Ministry of Rites to discuss the matter.

The officials got the news, some of them gathered in the hall of the Ministry of Rites one after another, and some of them hadn't arrived yet.

When everyone heard that the tribute jade was lost, it was either that it had nothing to do with them, or they were shirking each other's responsibilities.

"Anyway, Mr. Liang Chunrong and Mr. Fan Song Kangfan from the Host and Guest Department are in charge of receiving the tribute this time. Now that there is a problem with the tribute, just go to them two." An official put all the responsibility on the Host and Guest Department.

The Ministry of Rites is in charge of the world's etiquette, sacrifices, and tributes.

There are four departments, namely the Ministry of Rites, the Ministry of Ancestral Hall, the Ministry of Food, and the Ministry of Host and Guest.

Basically, all departments are divided according to their responsibilities, and the well water does not violate the river water.

Liang Chunrong, who was named, immediately began to shirk responsibility, "Colleagues, although Mr. Fan and I are responsible for this tribute, but we have a clear division of labor. He is responsible for the collection and storage of tribute, and I am mainly responsible for reception."

"As for the tribute, it can be said that I basically didn't take care of it, but Mr. Fan, you are in charge of the tribute from collection to storage, and you have to take full responsibility for it!"

Fan Songkang is an honest man, he neither defends nor shirks responsibility.

Instead, he said honestly: "I will manage the tribute this time. Now that the tribute is lost, I do have a great responsibility and am willing to take responsibility for it."

There are a lot of tributes in Southern Xinjiang and Northern Desert. These days, besides checking the gift list, he has to register all of them in the register.

For some valuables, he had to instruct the people below to handle them with care, and also to prevent the tribute from being lost. He was so busy that he was exhausted physically and mentally.

Unexpectedly, this kind of thing happened.

"Responsible? Can you be responsible with your monthly salary?!" Liang Chunrong questioned, "By the way, your mother was seriously ill before, didn't you have no money to treat it? But just the day before yesterday, I saw you taking your Mother sees a doctor in the best hospital in Beijing."

"Although I don't know where you got the money from, I didn't think much about it at the time. Now, the tribute happened to be lost in the past few days, so I have to make people think about it!"

If it was said that he was just shirking responsibility at the beginning, then what he said at this moment is that he suspected that Fan Songkang was enriching himself.

Although Fan Songkang is an honest man, he also has the pride of a literati.

Now being slandered in public, he glared at Liang Chunrong in embarrassment, "You, you, don't spit blood!"

"I'm not blaming anyone, I'm just stating the facts I've seen with my own eyes." Liang Chunrong pressed every step of the way, "Why don't you tell everyone where the money for your mother's medical treatment came from, and I will take back what I just said."

Fan Songkang: "I"

Fan Songkang moved his lips falteringly, then glanced at the crown prince, and swallowed his words aggrieved.

This appearance, like a guilty conscience, made the officials present suspicious.

Seeing this, Liang Chunrong said quite proudly: "How about it, can't you tell now? I think you exchanged jade for silver and used it to treat your mother."

"I know that you are honest and honest. If you were not forced by life, you would not be like this. Although you are also filial, you can tell us. After all, you are a colleague. Everyone can help you, but no matter what , you shouldn’t be filling your pockets!”

Pei Xuanling knew a lot about Fan Songkang. He believed that Fan Songkang was a human being, and he also knew where Fan Songkang's money for treating his mother came from.

Seeing Fan Songkang hesitating now, he said to Fan Songkang: "If you did it, admit it, if you didn't, just say it openly, don't be shy."

After hearing what the prince said, Fan Songkang gained confidence in his heart. He looked at Liang Chunrong, "Don't you just want to know where the money for my mother's medical treatment comes from?"

(End of this chapter)