Become a feudal king from today

Jinling. read

It's been a few days since Tong San came back.

After explaining the errand to Liang, he stayed in Yeting due to illness.

Unlike general eunuchs like Liang Cheng, he did not have the financial resources to buy a house in Jinling.

He could only live in Ye Ting where the eunuchs lived in the palace.

"This is jasmine, this is lilac, this is woody."

In the bedroom.

Tong San looked at the bottles of perfume in the box with fascination.

Some of these boxes are for Liang Cheng, some are for the emperor, and some are for Concubine Mi.

According to the rules, he should send the perfume when he comes back.

But after struggling all the way, he really couldn't let go.

He moved these perfumes to his bedroom and smelled them like a miser every day.

Originally, he wanted to delay sending it for two days, but now, he is becoming more and more reluctant to part with it.

"Dong dong..."

At this time, someone suddenly knocked on the door. Tong San was nervous, and her hand shook while holding the porcelain bottle, and the perfume spilled out.

He hurriedly corked the bottle and closed the lid of the box.

"who?"

After cleaning up, Tong San immediately returned to bed and wrapped himself in the quilt.

"It's me." A voice sounded and the door was pushed open.

A tall eunuch walked in.

"What does it smell like? Why does it smell so good?" The visitor sniffed the smell in the air, and the fragrance was refreshing.

Tong San was shocked when he saw the person coming.

This man's name is Hu Qing, who is Liang Cheng's godson and the eunuch in charge of the palace, one rank higher than him.

He hurriedly explained, "The incense I just smoked."

"Really?" Hu Qing rolled his eyes, "The manager asked me to come and see how your illness is going?"

"Much better. I'll be on duty in two days." Tong San kept glancing at the box, fearing that Hu Qing would find the perfume.

"That's good. The manager said that you're used to it and it's uncomfortable for others to use it carelessly." Hu Qing glanced at Tong San from a distance, "Then I won't bother you."

After that, he went out and closed the door behind him.

However, he did not go far, but quietly listened to the movement in the room.

He noticed Tong San's strangeness, and the most important thing was that he didn't believe Tong San's lies.

This scent was unlike anything he had ever smelled.

Not even the eunuchs, nor the concubines in the palace have such a pleasant fragrance.

"Da da da……"

There were footsteps in the room, Hu Qing heard it and sneered several times.

He expected that Tong San must be hiding something from him.

At this moment, he pushed open the door and saw Tong San standing beside several wooden boxes, taking a cloth to cover them.

Seeing him go and come back, Tong San turned pale with fright.

Hu Qing walked to the box in three steps and opened it without allowing Tong San to say anything.

"What is this!" Hu Qing's face became serious.

He has a higher position in the palace than Tong San, although he is also Liang Cheng's godson.

But in the past two years, Liang Cheng has become more and more important to Tong San, which makes him jealous all the time.

Now, it seemed that he had discovered that Tong San was doing something shameful, and he naturally couldn't let it go.

"This is... this is..." Tong San stammered in fright.

Hu Qing picked up a bottle and asked about it. A faint fragrance wafted out of it.

It was immediately clear where the fragrance just came from.

"You little Tong San, how dare you steal the palace's tribute." Hu Qing said angrily.

In his opinion, such a unique spice must be a tribute.

Otherwise, where would Tong San come from?

"This is what King Yan gave me." Tong San blurted out in a hurry.

The crime of stealing tribute is a serious crime, and it can be punished with a stick.

Hu Qing naturally didn't believe it.

This was a perfect opportunity to make Tong San fall out of favor, how could he let it go.

Dragging Tong San, he walked out, shouting as he walked, "Tong San stole the tribute, who's here? Go tell the manager?"

"No, this is not a tribute, Hu Qing. I already knew you were dissatisfied with me, but you are too shameless to do this." As he said this, Tong San struggled fiercely.

Hu Qing naturally didn't let go, and the two immediately started fighting.

The palace maids and eunuchs came and went, and within half an hour, the rumor that Tong San had stolen tribute spread throughout the palace.

When Tong San was escorted to Liang Cheng, many concubines came to watch the fun. .

The perfume in Tong San's room was also collected and brought to Liang Cheng.

"what happened?"

The palace was like a pot exploding, and Emperor Zhao Heng was also alarmed.

Liang Cheng looked guilty.

If Tong San steals the tribute, he will be completely disgraced.

"Your Majesty, Tong San stole tribute." Hu Qing pointed at Tong San who was kneeling on the ground.

The concubines' attention was now all focused on the so-called tributes, pointing one by one.

Zhao Heng glanced at the box on the ground.

Originally, such a trivial matter was not worth his while.

But he hadn't heard of any fragrant tributes, so he came over to take a look.

"Your Majesty, Steward, and the slave did not steal the tribute. His Highness King Yan gave it to the Emperor, Steward, Concubine Mi, and the slave. In front of the Emperor, I dare not lie." Tong San told the truth.

If you lie again, this is the crime of deceiving the king.

Just then, a eunuch ran over.

"Your Majesty, Chief Steward, the tributes in the palace have not been lost, and there are no such tributes," the eunuch said.

When this happened, he immediately sent someone to the warehouse to investigate.

Hu Qing's face paled when he heard this, and he said: "Even so, he should be punished forty times for hiding something that King Yan gave to the emperor."

"The little slave didn't hide it. The little slave admitted that he was greedy, but he just wanted to give it to the emperor and the steward two days late." Tong San cried.

Since it was not a tribute, Zhao Heng and Liang Cheng's brows relaxed.

The two of them focused on the porcelain bottles in the box, wondering what was worthy of Tong San being so greedy.

"Your Majesty, this thing is called perfume, and it is used to replace spices." Seeing Zhao Heng and Liang Chengju both looking curious, he hurriedly explained.

"Such a loud tone. What kind of perfume can replace spices?" A concubine gave a disdainful look.

Since ancient times, the concubines in the palace are all proficient in various spices. It can be said that spices have been integrated into their lives.

To them, spices are irreplaceable.

When Zhao Heng heard this, he immediately lost interest.

But since it was sent by King Yan, he wanted to see it, so he said: "Take it out and let me see it."

Tong San immediately climbed to the wooden box and took out a bottle of perfume from it.

But because he was too panicked, the perfume suddenly slipped from his hand and fell to the ground.

Instantly, a strong fragrance filled the air.