Chapter Twenty-Eight: Sticking to the Word

A scream immediately attracted countless attention.

Even the palace maids in the dining room heard it, and they all ran to the door to watch, and a small discussion quietly floated.

The one who screamed was a small palace maid standing near the table.

In a panic, the little palace maid covered her mouth tightly, and she didn't have time to hide her panic between her eyebrows, seeing everyone's eyes coming one after another, as if the person who was bleeding was herself.

Under a dark and oppressive gaze, the little palace maid trembled and stretched out a weak index finger, and stammered: "Blood, where ...... there"

Everyone's eyes turned to the person the index finger was pointing at.

The man kneeling on the ground had a pool of red blood dripping from the blue bricks in front of his knees.

The blood was still dripping, ticking, ticking, dripping down the cuffs from the wound on the wrist that was tightly gripped.

The thin back was still straight, and in the pale complexion, a pair of solemn eyes were staring ahead.

The lips were tightly pursed, like a fish stranded on the shore, trembling slightly, and said quietly: "The slave and maid have been framed in today's election, and I hereby implore the adults to be the masters of the slave and maid." ”

At this time, Min Sishan's eyes looked at Xia Qing, and he had been surprised before, mixed with a layer of deep coldness, and his hands were tightly clenched together under the sleeves of his robe.

Han Shanggong was a little incredulous for a while, the catering department has had its own set of methods in selecting and cultivating talents over the years.

It's been doing a good job before, and there has never been a similar incident.

After hesitating, Han Shanggong was a little undecided, hesitating whether to let Xia Qing continue.

Or, or do you want to take it upon yourself to suppress it?

And Xia Qing in front of him, without waiting for Lord Shanggong to express his questioning, he had already said the complaint.

"The slave is wronged! Today's third dish, the eight-pin chrysanthemum incense Buddha jumped over the wall, and it should have been the slave maid and another internal candidate, Mu Lan, who won the fair verdict of the two Guanglu Temple masters through fair competition. But that's not the case! ”

Guanglu Temple ordered Master Ji and Bai Zhicheng on the side to look at each other, and finally opened the golden mouth: "Oh? If you tell me carefully from beginning to end, the official will be able to judge it in his heart. ”

The intrigue of the officialdom on weekdays is tiring enough, who wants to worry more about an unknown palace chef.

However, today's internal election will directly involve the Queen Mother's chrysanthemum feast.

If it ends hastily, or if it is not handled properly, he spreads it out in the future, and this incident is enough to ruin the character and reputation he has saved in his life.

If it reaches the ears of today's saints, then it will be worth it?!

Therefore, even if you want to sell a face to Lord Shanggong, you must appear to be official and go through the motions, and you must carefully interrogate in front of everyone, and take it seriously.

As for the result after the cut, that is their own business, even if the palace maid who made a mistake was killed by the court cane, it had nothing to do with him.

Xia Qing, who was kneeling on the ground, received the grace of the discipline commission at this time, and immediately thanked him: "Thank you, sir!" ”

After Xia Qing bowed, he straightened up and raised his head and said, "My lord, the slave maid has to report two things to the two adults. ”

"The first is that someone hid a knife in the ingredients to be made by the slave and maid, so that the slave and maid were cut on the wrist and the blood flowed profusely. However, although the slave maid was injured on the wrist, she still endured the severe pain and insisted on completing the production of the third dish. ”

The discipline inspection order headed by the department did not give up on this, and did not say a word, waiting for Xia Qing to finish speaking.

Xia Qing's eyes were faint and he continued: "The second thing, the slave wants to report Min Sishan of the catering department, and privately connived at Mu Lan's cheating, so that she can win the favor of the two adults......"

"Enough!" Min Sishan couldn't stand it anymore, and said coldly to Xia Qing, who was kneeling on the ground: "Xia Qing, from the first day you arrived at the catering department, I will teach you all the cooking skills hand in hand. Unexpectedly, today, in order to get the opportunity in front of you, you will do whatever it takes to slander people! It's just that you slander me, it's only been two months since Mu Lan came to the Catering Division, do you still want to kill her?! ”

After saying this, Min Sishan felt that his chest was overturned, and he almost wanted to vomit a mouthful of blood.

A newcomer who has been raised by her little by little, and now he has achieved the position of the big palace maid, and now he wants to step on her shoulders and climb up!

His hands trembled uncontrollably, and his face turned pale because of the unlost breath in his chest, and he couldn't say a complete sentence for a while.

Xia Qing didn't look at Min Sishan, but just faced the two adults from the outer courtyard of Guanglu Temple, and said respectfully: "Please also ask the two adults to know the truth!" ”

At this time, Bai Zhicheng, who had been silent, took the initiative to take over this hot mountain, looked at Min Sishan and Xia Qing, who were adamant about their own words, and said loudly: "Don't worry, you don't need to hammer the drum, justice is at ease in the hearts of the people." Tell us what the hell is going on. We will be able to discern the authenticity so that we can hear it. ”

A few very calm words, obviously like a basin of cold water, temporarily cooled the emotional uncontrollable anger of both sides.

The attitude of the speech was impartial, and it was clearly based on the center of the two sides of the conflict, so that the other side who had just attacked each other calmed down for a moment and waited for an opportunity to deal another fatal blow to the other side.

Min Sishan secretly laughed at himself, the eagle kite, which boasted of years of experience, was almost pecked in the eye by a house finch.

What is the most useless thing in this house? Affection!

Xia Qing still turned a blind eye to Min Sishan, but solemnly turned to Bai Zhicheng and said, "The slave believes that Bai Zhicheng can give the slave and maid justice." ”

Bai Zhicheng explained to the palace maid on the side, found a small roll of gauze, and bandaged Xia Qing's wound first to stop the bleeding.

He himself walked down directly from the table, came to Xia Qing's side in a few steps, and personally looked at the palace maid who came up, holding a copper basin with clean water, cleaning Xia Qing's wounds, applying guaiac medicine, and watching the palace maid carefully use a fine sand cloth to wrap the wounds on Xia Qing's wrist one by one, Fang Wei nodded, and went back to sit down.

Xia Qing was so cared for by this Lord of Guanglu Temple, and there was a faint smile on his face that was not easy to detect.

Bai Zhicheng pondered slightly for a long time, and said to Xia Qing, who was kneeling on the ground: "The two things you just said, the first one is to put aside for the time being, if it is really as you said, there is a murderer who deliberately hurts people, we will definitely not let it go easily." Well, this is the second one..... Let's start with the second thing you just mentioned. Tell me what evidence do you have to sue your current boss, Min Sishan, for privately conniving at the palace maid Mu Lan to cheat? ”

Xia Qing looked at Bai Zhicheng's eyes that seemed to be full of trust, his eyes lit up, and he blurted out: "Thank you, Lord for enforcing the law impartially, and being willing to seek justice for the slave and maid." This second thing has to start with the slave and maid coming to the door of the dining room early this morning.