Xia Qing saw that the two Guanglu Temple adults were listening to her intently, and the eyes of the Shang Palace adults on the side even flashed a trace of suspicion because of her conclusive tone.

At this time, I felt a little more confident in my heart, and said slowly: "As we all know, today is an important day for the internal selection of the catering department. And the reason why the slave maid was able to become the candidate for this chrysanthemum banquet was because the slave maid had been working diligently and diligently since entering the palace, coupled with hard work to hone her skills, so that she could grow step by step into a person who could be reused by Min Sishan's side. ”

"The people in our dining room all know that among the three dishes that can be included in the Queen Mother's chrysanthemum banquet, the one with the most considered skills is also the most brilliant, which is the last product, the eight chrysanthemum Buddha jumping over the wall. After the trial, Min Sishan privately told the slave maid that the heavy task of the last Buddha jumping over the wall was mainly completed by the slave maid. ”

"As a member of the catering department, the slave and maid naturally know the truth that one is prosperous and one is lost. I was also very grateful in my heart, Min Sishan's affirmation and care for the slave maid, and secretly remembered this kindness of knowing the encounter. ”

When Xia Qing said this, his eyes suddenly turned cold: "Until this morning, I came to the door of the dining room early with a sincere heart, but I saw Min Sishan discussing with the palace maid Mu Lan in private how to cheat and win. ”

"How can you be so confusing in front of adults!" A few bloodlines burst out of Min Sishan's eyes slightly, staring at the gushing Xia Qing fixedly, cutting off her words.

And before the two adults from the outer courtyard of Guanglu Temple could speak, Han Shanggong beside him had already turned around first, and said, "Min Sishan, don't be impatient, let her finish her words." Those who are clear are self-purifying, and those who are turbid are self-turbid. If you don't do bad things, why don't you be afraid of ghosts calling the door. I believe that the two adults have a clear understanding and have their own judgments. ”

Seeing Han Shanggong's hidden complexion, Min Sishan only lowered his head and said "yes", and took half a step back obediently, not daring to say another word.

Han Shanggong turned around and said word by word to Xia Qing, who was kneeling on the ground: "Xia Qing, every word you said today involves your master Min Yinglie, as well as the palace maid Mu Lan, the innocence of the two of them in the palace. Every word you mention here is a matter of life. ”

"If today's dispute cannot be resolved within the jurisdiction of my Shang Palace Bureau, it is very likely that you, along with the person you are accusing, will be transferred to the Criminal Justice Division...... For so many years, all the people who were escorted there, except for the living who had to confess truthfully under severe torture, I am afraid that there were only dead people who could not speak. ”

"When a man is about to die, he will not have the right to speak freely before the people as he is today. And, each half a step back and a wide range of skies. Xia Qing, if you want to say something in front of us, it's best to weigh it carefully in your heart first, whether what you want to say is more important than living well. ”

"If there is any inconvenience to say, you can go to the Shanggong Bureau to talk to me after sending the two adults away. As the person in charge of the four divisions in this Shanggong Bureau, I naturally have the power and convenience to be the master of you. After all, today's matter, speaking of which, is still a family matter in my Shang Palace Bureau. ”

"If you still insist on telling the two adults of Guanglu Temple something obscure, then please weigh it in your heart, and you must think about it in advance, how can others trust you if you want to say it."

"At the end of the day, it's up to you to say it or not. If you don't want to say it again, then today's business of the catering department will be turned into a small thing, and a small thing will be turned into a small thing, and what should everyone do tomorrow, and how will we do it. I can assure you that no one in the Catering Division will dare to embarrass you in the future. ”

"If you must accuse the master who has led you for many years and the palace maids of the same company in front of the two adults of the outer court, then from now on, no one will stop you, please decide yourself!"

In a word, it is reasonable and affectionate, threatening and appeased, and between the words, the two different life trends and endings have been solemnly and clearly depicted in front of Xia Qing.

At this level, it can be regarded as benevolence and righteousness, and no matter which side of the two sides is wrong, they can not blame the past. Whoever wants to admit their mistakes can go back to square one.

In this way, no matter how the situation develops, an invisible wall can be erected, although transparent, but solid, to shield the two adults from the outer courtyard of Guanglu Temple from the Shanggong Bureau, even if they hear or see something, it does not matter.

In this world, the people who can survive in the front and harem are all smart people.

And smart people know what kind of things to say and what to do on what occasions.

In many cases, it may be difficult to distinguish between right and wrong, but right and wrong are at ease in people's hearts.

Han Shanggong said so many words in one breath, and his expression was really a little tired. I'm afraid that the speaker has intention, but the listener has no intention.

And from beginning to end, Xia Qing, who was still kneeling in people's eyes, looked so cold, and his face was like water.

And those who know her, in fact, can still perceive that there is a hint of cowardice, reflected in the pair of cut pupils, on the figure of Lord Shanggong, a slight flash.

Soon, Xia Qing, who was heartbroken, secretly adjusted his breath, and said to Han Shanggong leisurely: "Thank you for the guidance of Lord Shanggong, but there are some words, if you can't say it today, the slave and maid will not be willing for the rest of your life." The slave maid has been doing her duty in the catering department for so many years, just wanting to get justice. If you have to pay the corresponding price for this, then the slave and maid also feel willing, and do not hesitate to do it. ”

Now that he has talked about this step, no matter how much Han Shanggong doesn't want to expose the dispute within the catering department to the two adults in the outer courtyard of Guanglu Temple, and how unwilling he is to see the internal strife in the catering department under his jurisdiction, there is nothing he can do to stop this upcoming bloody storm.

Today's incident has firmly plunged the three parties into a Jedi life-saving game.

And a game of life and death, how can there be the possibility of turning hostility into jade silk again.

Thinking of this, Han Shanggong's originally blazing eyes gradually cooled down little by little, like a dagger made of ice blades, wanting to dig out all the hidden thoughts under the unruly look in front of him, and dig it through it to see which sentence is true and which sentence is false?

Min Sishan on the side, following Fang Cai Xia Qing's words, couldn't help but recall this early autumn morning.

This morning, the entire courtyard of the catering department was still busy and peaceful.

On this auspicious day, everyone is extra cautious and careful, and everyone's face can't help but have a trace of joy. Everyone felt that today was a good day for the catering department to show its face in the outer courtyard.

Who would have thought that the queen mother's chrysanthemum banquet had not yet begun, and the competition between the four divisions of the Shanggong Bureau had not yet begun, and a cruel game of life and death had already begun among their own people, because of a dish presented to the master.

She really wanted to ask Xia Qing in front of her when no one was around.

Is such a hoarse declaration of war, wounding 1,000 enemies and 800 self-inflicted losses, and hysterical revenge, more important than living well?