Concubine Huang said she wanted to leave

Chapter 142 The Truth of the Imperial Decree
Unexpectedly, she still alarmed Concubine Hua, and the speed of transferring the disaster money was fast enough.

If there is no evidence to prove that Concubine Hua and Zhao Yihai are the masterminds of the embezzlement and disaster, their Zuoxiang Mansion will really fall into the Yellow River and they will not be able to clear up the charges of corruption, and even the elder brother will be punished.

Shang Kelan fell silent, she lowered her head slightly with a serious expression on her face.

Zhi Zi bit her lip, stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, let this servant find the calamity silver, you can no longer risk your own body!"

Shang Kelan raised her eyes, shook her head at her, and said: "No, it's a big matter, I have to retrieve the disaster money by myself, besides, Concubine Hua seems to know all about this palace, I doubt it There are her spies in Xianya Palace."

On the side, Wen Chun frowned, and said: "I will let Eunuch Fu check it out later."

Yes, Fopp!
A flash of inspiration flashed in Shang Kelan's mind, he took Zhizi's hand, looked directly at her and said, "Let Fupu go with you, with him here, I can rest assured."

After going through these things, she also saw Fupu's ability. With Fupu's help, it must be much smoother to find the disaster silver.

Zhi Zi nodded, and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, don't worry, this servant and Eunuch Fu will bring back the disaster money for you!"

I don't know if His Majesty sent someone to look for the disaster silver?
At this time, Shang Kelan thought of Jin Yantang.

It was just that her body was too weak after all, after discussing this matter with Zhi Zi, Shang Kelan lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Youshi, Yushufang.

Fu Qingxi walked in with a young man about 25 years old, who was wearing the official uniform of a third-rank civil servant.

"Report to Your Majesty, the Minister of the Ministry of Officials is asking to see you."

After Fu Qingxi brought him into the main hall, he bowed respectfully and saluted Jin Yantang.

Jin Yantang rubbed the center of his brows, put down the brush, raised his eyes and said, "Back off."

"Yes."

Fu Qingxi left the imperial study room and closed the door. Although he was guarding the door, he kept paying attention to the movements in the imperial study room.

After the person left, Jin Yantang motioned him to sit down in front of the desk on the left, and asked, "Chen Shilang, is there any result about the concubine Jia's canonization?"

Chen Shilang cupped his hands and replied: "Reporting to Your Majesty, I have already found out that the imperial edict was written by Governor Li of Yangzhou to imitate your notes, and Governor Li bribed the minister of the Ministry of Rites, and changed the imperial edict of Princess Jinyang, and , I also found out that these people were instructed by Concubine Hua to do this."

But why did Concubine Hua help Concubine Jia?

Jin Yantang narrowed his eyes slightly, tapped the table lightly with his slender and strong fingers, and then asked, "Is there anything about the disaster money?"

Chen Shilang shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, this matter is handled by Dali Temple. I have checked Mr. Shang's confession, and there is no mention of where the disaster money is."

Hearing this, Jin Yantang frowned slightly: If this is the case, then Shang Kelin is either talking hard, or he really didn't do anything that corrupted the law and ignored human life.

But if it wasn't Shang Kelin, then who would it be?

Jin Yantang was thoughtful, but in fact, in his heart, the scale of suspicion had already tilted towards Concubine Hua and Zhao Yihai.

Seeing that he was silent, Chen Shilang thought for a while, got up and came to Jin Yantang, took out a few notebooks from his arms and handed them to him, and said respectfully: "Besides, these are the memorials that I secretly intercepted in the official department. You should take a look at the content above.”

As he said that, he stepped back a few steps, and stood aside with a bowed body.

Jin Yantang glanced down at the memorials on the table, and then opened the pages to read. He scanned ten lines at a glance, and after reading one after another, the corners of Jin Yantang's eyes couldn't help twitching.

"absurd!"

He couldn't help but spit out these two words heavily, and threw these memorials back on the table without mercy.

These papers were all written in the papers asking him to descend to the position of Concubine Chen. In addition, some papers also planted some trumped-up charges on Zuo Xiang's head.

As if they had agreed, these officials actually used the excuse that he had no dragon heirs, intending to set off a new wave of drafts again, saying that it was time for the palace to add some beauties to carry on his family and continue the blood of the Great Zhou.

But now the situation is unstable, the victims have not yet settled down, and the famine disasters in various places have not been resolved, but these officials want him to live a life of a fatuous king, completely treating him as the second emperor!
Chen Shilang lowered his head, couldn't help smiling, then coughed, and said: "I have followed His Majesty all the way to this position, and these courtiers are indeed a little bit beyond their own qualifications and age. Your Majesty, please appease your anger."

Jin Yantang rubbed the center of his brows wearily, and said: "Tomorrow morning, if those stubborn old men bring up the matter of letting me be drafted, you can cover it up for me, and settle the disaster victims in the country first."

Chen Shilang curled his lips and said: "Your Majesty, the draft is held once every three years. According to the rules, you should indeed choose a concubine to fill the harem. Besides, there is an imperial concubine in your harem, and that imperial concubine was impeached by the ministers; There is only one imperial concubine, and there is only one concubine, and now you have grounded her, and I am afraid that Governor Li will ask you for an explanation tomorrow morning!"

Speaking of Jin Yantang's tragic situation, Chen Shilang couldn't help shaking his head, but there was a playfulness in his eyes.

Jin Yantang glanced at him coldly, and said: "If you can't block the draft for me tomorrow, I will send you to the West to be a foreign envoy."

Immediately, Chen Shilang's expression changed, he hurriedly got up, and said respectfully: "Your Majesty is right, and I also feel that it is too early for Your Majesty to choose a concubine, and you should put the people first. Things!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was afraid that Jin Yantang would use him as a punching bag, so Chen Shilang hurriedly resigned.

But after he left, the expression on Jin Yantang's face gradually sank, and his indifference returned.

He rubbed the jade wrench finger in his hand, frowned slightly, and murmured: "Why did Concubine Hua help Han'er write that edict? Between Han'er and Concubine Hua... What kind of deal was made?"

As soon as night fell in the harem, the lights were brightly lit. After Hongxiu was killed with a stick, Ximeng Palace re-elected a maid in charge.

Zhao Kehan ​​was sitting in front of the writing desk in the bedroom, rubbing ink slowly on his hands. At this moment, a maid in purple came in and saluted her respectfully: "Niang Niang, I found Concubine Chen's copybook."

Hearing this, Zhao Kehan ​​curled his lips into a smile, stretched out his hand and said, "Very well, Bai Shao, show me her copybook."

Bai Shao is the name of this purple-clothed maid, her newly promoted maid in charge.

As soon as she put the copybook in Zhao Kehan's hands, Zhao Kehan ​​quickly flipped through the copybook.

On this copybook, Concubine Chen's handwriting is beautiful and beautiful, like small script, which is easy to imitate.

A dark light flashed in Zhao Kehan's eyes, then she put the copybook on the table, compared the handwriting on the copybook, she held a pen in her left hand, and slowly wrote a letter imitating Shang Kelan's handwriting.

The candlelight was flickering, the breeze was picking up, Bai Shao was waiting by her side, seeing that the wind was blowing outside, she was about to close the window, but Zhao Kehan ​​suddenly stopped her.

"Bai Shao, give this letter to Xiaoye from Xianya Palace, and ask her to send it to the Hall of Mental Cultivation. In addition, buy a few guards and let them turn Xiaoye to His Majesty."

Bai Shao took the letter paper carefully, and said respectfully: "Your servant obeys."

(End of this chapter)