Chapter 6 — I am not in charge of the Eastern Palace

Some people said that I borrowed military supplies from the Tham family to cover up the internal treasury deficit. At that time, it was difficult for me to explain. Books pass through my hands. The catalog is also indeed winter uniforms for frontier troops. The hole I patched for Tieu Hoai Nghien ended up turning into a rope to strangle myself. We continue to say:

"But the winter uniforms of the border troops that year were distributed directly by the Ministry of Home Affairs, had a red approval from the Ministry of Home Affairs and a confirmation of receipt from the border warehouse, and had never passed through the Dong Cung internal archives."

I pushed the third book over.

“This is the return of the border warehouse.”

The Household Secretary Lang's expression immediately changed. From beginning to end, Tieu Hoai Nghien still didn't say a word. I know he's waiting. Wait for me to stop. Wait for me to leave him a way out. In my previous life, I was always like that. Because I'm afraid he'll be in trouble. I'm afraid Dong Cung will be in trouble. I'm afraid that people in the world will say that a Crown Princess like me is not virtuous enough. But in this life, I open the fourth book.

"That same year, the old shops of the Co family continuously changed their contracts. The seals used when changing the contracts had the same border pattern as the old seals on the outside of the Dong Cung window."

Co Minh Duong stepped forward.

“This goddess can testify.”

Everyone looked at her. From her sleeve, she took out the dowry list and handwritten letter from the late Thai historian.

"When my father was sick, he admitted that the old seal chapter was preserved by him that year. After the old seal from His Highness's youth was lost, he took its outer pattern and gave it to the Chuyen Van envoy to supplement it as a conduit. At first, he just wanted to patch up the old deficit, but later things got out of control, and my father did not dare to say anything."

Tieu Hoai Nghien finally spoke up.

“Minh Duong.”

Co Minh Duong did not look at him. She continued to say:

"The goddess has accepted the royal concubine brooch, which should save the face of the Eastern Palace. But the goddess does not want to become a canvas to cover up old records before entering the Eastern Palace."

This is said very lightly. But sharp as a knife. I continued.

"If I accept this brooch today and continue to be in charge of the East Palace's books, then when this case is overturned in the future, the guilty person will also be the overreaching Tham Thi."

Tieu Hoai Nghien suddenly stood up. Everyone knelt down at the same time. Only I didn't immediately kneel. I look at him. He also looked at me. At that moment, I saw the shadow of my previous life in his eyes. It's not like he doesn't understand. It's just that he always feels that things are not at their worst. Same in previous life. He thought that after he ascended the throne, he would be able to return my innocence. Waiting for the court situation to stabilize, he will revise the history books. Wait until the rumors disappear and he will make it up to me. Wait until I die. He is still waiting. I kneel down.

“Your Highness, the records have not been clarified yet.”

In the end, the number of people pulled out was much less than I imagined. That's very good. Because bad things are usually not as earth-shattering as people think. It's simply a few people conveniently covering up an amount. Some people conveniently patch an extra amount. Then there are a few people who conveniently push the crime onto the most convenient person. In my previous life, the most convenient person was me. In this life, I am no longer convenient. Co Thai Su was suspended pending investigation. Hoai Nam The messenger was escorted back to the capital. The outside window of the East Palace was sealed. Tieu Hoai Nghien was reprimanded by the Emperor and shut down for a month of self-criticism. This is not too harsh a punishment. He is still the Crown Prince. He is still the son most respected by the Emperor. But for Tieu Hoai Nghien, that was enough. What he cares about most is reputation. This matter will be recorded in the settlement note. Old seal of the Crown Prince. Salt conductivity deficit. The night before the concubine investiture ceremony. The concubine, who had not yet entered the sect, confessed her guilt. Tu Bo Tham Thi presented the books. The historian will not scold him for being incompetent. The historian will take notes very calmly. But the more calm you are, the more like a dull blade slowly cutting down. When Co Minh Duong went to the Upper Palace Department to retrieve the dowry list, her whole body had become thinner.

“Does Miss Gu blame me?”

She looked out the window.

“I used to blame.”

I nodded.

“That's what it should be.”

She smiled softly.

“But thinking back later, if it weren't for her, I would have been even more miserable.”

Her official brooch has been returned. Something happened to her family, and of course her marriage had to be discussed again. For women, this is no small matter.