The concubines kneeling on the ground were greatly surprised to hear that the Phoenix Seal was in Tang Shiya's hands.
Yang Jiaojiao asked directly, "Sister Wanfei, how come the Phoenix Seal is with you?"
Tang Shiya didn't hide anything and told the truth, "Eunuch Sanhezi brought the Phoenix Seal at noon."
"Yes, His Majesty has asked me to temporarily take charge of the affairs of the inner palace."
"Aoao"
After Yang Jiaojiao finished speaking, she glanced at Xiao Liyun discreetly. In reality, her actions were perfectly aboveboard, and Xiao Liyun, seeing this, said nothing.
Instead, Qin Jingmu tugged at Yang Jiaojiao's clothes and whispered in her ear, "Mother, watch your eyes, it's too obvious."
Yang Jiaojiao lowered her head again upon hearing Qin Jingmu's words.
The concubines behind were all speculating about how Qin Jue had taken the Phoenix Seal from Xiao Liyun and given it to Tang Shiya. Everyone stared wide-eyed at Xiao Liyun and Tang Shiya kneeling at the front.
After Qin Jingyan followed Qin Jue into the Hall of Mental Cultivation, he successfully got a free meal. After eating, Qin Jingyan left the Hall of Mental Cultivation and returned to the Purple Bamboo Pavilion.
After Xiao Xi'er fell asleep, Qin Jue called Yu Ying over.
"Go and find out what exactly happened today."
"I've already found the derivative."
"explain"
"Little Xi'er rode Sha Ting out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, frightening the palace servants outside. Later, when the servants saw Sha Ting running out of the Hall of Mental Cultivation, they thought you had been eaten by a tiger."
"Then things escalated and the news spread to the ladies of the palace and even outside the palace."
Qin Jue stood in the courtyard, gazing at the moon with an expressionless expression.
"Have Zou Heng inform everyone in the palace that I have a tiger as a pet."
"I've already told Zou Heng."
"Um"
The two stood in the moonlight, gazing at the moon and lost in their own thoughts.
Purple Bamboo Pavilion
"Mother, how are you? I'll summon the imperial physician."
Qin Jingyi looked at Tang Shiya lying on the bed and asked her with concern.
"Need not"
"Mother, why did you go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation without asking clearly?"
"My mother sent Zisu to inquire, but she didn't see a single person from the Yangxin Hall. Then, considering what the palace servants said, I went there myself."
"Your Highness, let me apply the medicine for you."
At this moment, Zisu walked over, and Qin Jingyu took his leave from Tang Shiya.
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The next day, Qin Jue appeared on the palace gate and city wall, holding Xiao Xi'er, and said, "I am well."
Only then did the people below believe that Qin Jue was alright, and they all took down their white lanterns and changed out of their mourning clothes.
Dali Temple
"Please, Your Honor, do us justice!"
"Sir, our house has burned down! Where will we live?"
"Exactly, those damned things, why did they have to burn down people's houses?"
Zhao Feng, sitting to the side, picked up the gavel (a hard piece of wood used to quiet noisy people or a noisy hall) from the table and slammed it down heavily.
With a "thud," the people in the lobby fell silent.
"Tell me what exactly happened, one by one."
Then, one by one, the people kneeling in the hall began to speak.
"Sir, it's like this, our house has been burned down."
"Yes, sir, they're a bunch of bastards."
"Exactly, that's right, damn it, it was burned down yesterday evening, and then they set it on fire again last night."
Then they started taking turns saying a sentence each.
"Silence, silence!"
Zhao Feng picked up the gavel again and slammed it down, and the hall fell silent once more.
"Are you all family?"
"No, no, no. Sir, we are not family."
"And who are you?"
"Sir, we are all members of our families, one person per family."
After hearing this, Zhao Feng stood up, looked at the people kneeling in the hall below, and mentally counted them.
We didn't realize it until we counted, and then we found out there were 27 people. Doesn't that mean all 27 houses were burned down?
Realizing the seriousness of the situation, Zhao Feng immediately summoned a constable and whispered something in his ear.
A while later, the yamen runner returned and said to Zhao Feng, "Young Master, Lord Zhang is ill and cannot come to the Dali Temple."
"Lord Zhao said that this matter will be handled by you, Junior Minister."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Feng knew that Zhang Ji was slacking off again. Every time Zhang Ji slacked off, it meant that the case was related to a high-ranking official in the court, and someone Zhang Ji couldn't afford to offend.
Although Zhao Feng was speechless and had a headache dealing with Zhang Ji, he still asked each of the kneeling men one by one.
Do you usually have any enemies?
The people kneeling in the hall began to recall...
"Sir, my husband and I are well-regarded by our neighbors; we haven't made any enemies."
"Sir, my wife and I are the same."
"Sir, we are all honest and law-abiding people."
Zhao Feng listened and concluded that most people didn't have any real enemies; aside from a few who had minor squabbles, it wasn't enough to warrant burning down a house.
Even if burning down a house only requires burning down one, it wouldn't be said that twenty-seven houses were burned down.
Zhao Feng thought for a while and decided that this matter still needed to be thoroughly investigated.
"You may go back now. I will investigate this matter thoroughly."
Seeing the people's hesitation, Zhao Feng sat down again.
"Is there anything else, everyone?"
"Sir, our houses have all burned down, we have nowhere to live."
"Yeah yeah"
Zhao Feng thought for a moment and said, "I have a piece of land with a simple house and shed there. If you don't mind, you can stay there for now."
"However... there are too many people, and there might not be enough room for everyone."
"Sir, you're so kind. It's alright. Although some of our houses were burned down, they're still habitable."
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