Chapter 128: The authorities are confused

Speak of the devil and he will appear.

As soon as Xiao Fuzi finished speaking, Doctor Jiang came in like the wind. He first walked over to check on the emperor, and when he found that he was fine, he turned around and stared at everyone with an extremely gloomy face.

"What do you all do for a living? How could so many people allow the assassin to come in?"

No one dared to speak.

Eunuch Li gritted his teeth and explained that the emperor was in Concubine Shu's palace and not in Guanghua Hall at that time.

"Where are the guards of Guanghua Palace? Who's on duty tonight?" Imperial Doctor Jiang's eyes swept across everyone like a laser. An Jiu felt that at that moment, she had been turned into ashes in an instant...

"It was my subordinates' fault." Li Ji and several guards stepped forward to admit their mistakes.

Just as An Jiu was about to stand up, the emperor suddenly spoke.

“It’s not their fault.”

Doctor Jiang looked at everyone and sneered: "If it's not their fault, then is it the emperor's fault?"

It's obvious that he was furious and even said something extremely treasonous.

"Your Majesty, these servants love to push their noses and take advantage of you. You have a good temper, so they don't take you seriously. It's better to let me teach them a lesson."

Doctor Jiang said this lightly, and his tone seemed to contain a smile, but everyone couldn't help but shiver, even Xiao Fuzi trembled.

It was like the first time that An Jiu met Doctor Jiang. He had the impression that he was very kind, and would greet and talk to the servants normally, without any airs. But she never expected that he would suddenly lose his temper and act like he was going to kill someone.

The emperor waved his hand and said, "There aren't enough people in Guanghua Palace. What's the point of keeping a little maid or eunuch?"

Doctor Jiang and the emperor argued: "What about the secret guards? Are they dead?"

"There are not enough people, so they all follow me." The emperor brushed the matter aside with a few words.

Doctor Jiang glanced at everyone coldly, and his gaze finally fell on An Jiu. An Jiu felt so uncomfortable that he wished he could throw himself into the ground.

The emperor said to everyone, "Okay, everyone go down."

An Jiu followed everyone and left.

As soon as they left, Doctor Jiang sneered, "Is that Xiaojiu on duty today?"

Emperor: "I said, she is just a little maid. If an assassin really comes, she will just die in vain."

“She just failed in her duty.”

The emperor said indifferently: "Today's people are not assassins, but thieves."

"Thief?" Doctor Jiang looked at the emperor and asked, "Did you lose something?"

The emperor looked puzzled: "I don't know, I just feel like something is missing."

Doctor Jiang looked at the pile of gadgets on his desk and said, "These things are still there."

The emperor smiled and said, "Save it for fun."

Doctor Jiang added, "This thief... was able to enter Guanghua Palace at will, and he knew you were not there at the time... The only person left was someone close to you, so it could be that little Nine who was crying thief."

The emperor looked at Doctor Jiang, his tone was unremarkable: "Do you have any problem with her? I saw you liked her before."

"Did I say that I liked you? I was just observing you. I always felt that Xiaojiu had influenced you."

Doctor Jiang narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Cousin, you can't be foolish and be blinded by a woman."

"Am I the emperor or are you the emperor?" The emperor looked a little unhappy and his face sank.

Doctor Jiang said lazily, "You are, but it is precisely because you are the emperor that you would not know if the servants around you teamed up to deceive you."

Those who are involved are often confused.

Jiang Sheng didn't say this for no reason.

When the emperor was still a little prince, the servants disliked his noise and were afraid that he would run out and cause trouble, so they told him that there were ghosts everywhere outside and he must never go out at night. The emperor really believed it, and he was so scared that time that he ran to find Concubine Chun and witnessed the murder scene.

He wanted to eat an egg, but the servant lied to him and said that an egg cost ten taels of silver and an apple cost twenty taels of silver, which were very, very expensive. From then on, the emperor developed the habit of being frugal and stingy.

For a long time, he didn't even know that the food was hot, because every time the food was brought from the imperial kitchen, after a series of processes such as testing for poison and serving, the food was already cold.

Behind these dogs and slaves, each one is either a member of this royal family or a relative of that person. They protect each other and deceive the emperor.

When the emperor was poisoned, they blamed each other. Because of this, Jiang Sheng was furious and didn't give anyone face. He just beheaded everyone in Guanghua Palace.

Since then, the atmosphere in Guanghua Hall has improved.

However, the emperor gained a reputation for cruelty.

Jiang Sheng felt that the emperor was sometimes more like a canary kept in a gorgeous cage.

Many of his perceptions were taught by the previous emperor, but the previous emperor's teachings were not necessarily correct. The previous emperor did not know that pancakes were hot when they came out of the pan until he was 30 years old. Because he had never eaten hot pancakes, the servants would not take the initiative to tell him, for fear that the emperor would know and cause trouble.

Moreover, the emperor grew up surrounded by flattery from everyone. Even if he was wrong, no one would point it out and tell him what was right.

It seemed as if he had been confined in this palace all his life.

I don’t know whether it is fortunate or unfortunate.

"This thief is quite interesting." The emperor suddenly said, "I am very curious about what he stole."

Jiang Sheng also fell silent.

"How is the investigation into the Chu merchants going?" the emperor asked again.

"That woman is so cunning..." Doctor Jiang had a headache. "It took a lot of effort to get her to say that I had sent people to the State of Chu."

He paused and said, "Perhaps my aunt's death is also related to the Chu people."

…

An Jiu sneezed.

The wind outside was really cold, but no one dared to leave. An Jiu saw Xiao Fuzi shivering, and he wore very thin clothes to look good.

An Jiu was also speechless. The eunuchs in the palace had their own unique aesthetics. For example, Eunuch Li. The older ones liked to paint their faces white and put on rouge and powder, which looked as weird as a potato that had been left for a long time with a layer of white flour on it.

For younger eunuchs, thinness is considered beautiful. Simply put, just like girls, they don’t know why wearing an extra pair of cotton pants would affect their appearance.

An Jiu secretly thought, no matter how beautifully they dressed up, who would they show it to?

Women don't like to see it, men don't like to see it...

Later she thought, maybe it was because she felt lonely in the deep palace, so she had to find something to do.

"Why don't you come behind me and I'll block the wind for you." An Jiu said kindly. Although she was also cold, she was wearing thick cotton pants.

However, Xiao Fuzi just glanced at her and shook her head: "No... no need, you... you are different from us."

An Jiu laughed: "They are all slaves, almost the same."

Xiao Fuzi thought, that’s different, you can warm the emperor’s bed, but can I?

It's another day of hating myself for not being a woman.

But he couldn't bear it in the end and secretly hid behind An Jiu. The wind was not so strong and he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Doctor Jiang won't really kill us, right?" An Jiu asked curiously.

"It shouldn't be." Xiao Fuzi thought to himself, the emperor is protecting you, who dares to kill you? But he is not worried because he has his master to protect him. As for others who have no background and no one to protect them, they can only wish for the best.

Eunuch Li had the best concentration. He stood in front, feeling the cold wind, looking straight ahead, and listened to the conversation between An Jiu and Xiao Fuzi behind him in a very stylish manner...

An Jiu looked at the guards again. They all had their heads down, like wooden sculptures.

She sighed, thinking that being a slave was really hard.