Jinshi raced out the clinic and headed for the Pomegranate Pce where Consort Rouran resided.


    The other courtdies were shocked that Shenryu bit her tongue, but they went to treat her one way or another. At least, they were more reliable than that thin moustached medical officer. None of them seemed to know why Shenryu bit her tongue. It was likely she had no aplice in the clinic. And even if there were, there was another matter that took precedence right now.


    The pce had transformed into a gorgeous building overflowing with an exotic ambience. There were no traces of the minimalistic appearance left fromst year. Jinshi knocked on the door a little forcefully.


    In little time, a maid opened the door for him.


    Jinshi let out a small breath and focused on maintaining his usual smile. The maid bowed shyly and let him in.


    They traversed the corridor that was set up with garish mother-of-pearl crafts and made way for the parlour as usual. The mistress of this pce was already waiting. She was lying on the coach just like usual, listlessly polishing her nails.


    Jinshi squinted. There were six maids standing in wait around her. Somehow, their tending of Consort Rouran was spirited. All of them were wearing showy outfits. They were wearing the traditional dress worn in the ind country of the east. The manyyered outfits were brilliant to the eye. Though not to the extent of Consort Rourans, the maids also wore severalyers, blurring the shape of their body figures. Also, they wore make-up that lifted the corner of their eyes and exposed the contours of their faces. It was strange.


    Why were they dressed up this garishly? Jinshi wanted to tilt his head. He understood that this tackiness must make the emperor wince.


    No, Jinshi blinked. Didnt Maomao mention it before? About the maid called Shisui. And wasnt that maid Consort Rouran ying around in a disguise?


    When Jinshi heard that the first time, he thought that was in no way possible.


    The Consort Rouran Jinshi knew was Shishous daughter. A high ranked consort that he understood more than enough.


    Consort Rouran hid her lips behind her fan and whispered into the ears of a maid. He was amazed at her considerably modest way of conversing, but it wasnt anything like that.


    Supposedly, if Maomao couldnt recognise Consort Rouran as the maid called Shishui, then Jinshi wouldnt either. Speaking of what.


    Jinshi didnt sit on the seat the maid prepared and headed straight for Consort Rouran.


    What is it? Even if its Jinshi-sama, isnt it rude?


    One of the maids said, the corner of her eyes raised. What was her name? Jinshi pretty much had the names and birthces, of the kind of maids and how many of them in each and every one of the pces, in his head. However, the maids of the Pomegranate Pce wore different outfits and make-up each time, and puzzlingly, their figures were very simr. And so, though he remembered their names, he cant match them with their faces.


    Jinshi reached out, threaded his fingers through the fan Consort Rouran was holding, and flung it away.


    Wh-what are you doing!?


    One of the maids shouted. Consort Rouran turned her back to Jinshi in fright. The maids stood around her to cover up for her. This behaviour looked like they were thinking of their master, but it wasnt the case.


    Jinshi gave a look to the apanying eunuchs. The eunuchs held down the maids and dragged them off Consort Rouran.


    Jinshi gripped Consort Rourans shoulder a little forcefully. He wrenched her face towards him. Her face was garishly made-up, but her cheeks were dyed scarlet.


    I was pretty sure, that Consort Rouran had seven maids looking after her.


    Jinshi asked for verification. The girl, pampered as Shishous daughter, had entered court with more than fifty attendants with her.


    Jinshi, holding Consort Rourans face, smeared off the make-up from the corner of her eyes with his finger. Revealing plump eyes with hooded double eyelids.


    Sourin[note], Shuang Lin.[/note]. No, is it Renpuu[note], Lian Feng.[/note]? Your name.


    Jinshi smiled to not express anger towards that face. However, the face of the maid who was disguised as Consort Rouran changed from red to ghastly pale. She trembled.


    Ji


    One of the maids tried to cut in again to deceive him, but Jinshi gave her a look. She jerked back in surprise, freezing.


    Where did the real one go?


    Was this all nned from the start? Having arge number of attendants entering the inner pce, choosing maids that look simr to her, and wearing entric outfits each time so no one will know when someone changes ces with her?


    Was this her intention from the start?


    Then, what about where did the real one go?


    Where did she go?


    .


    The maid who was disguised as Consort Rouran merely trembled. She made no sign of speaking.


    Jinshi tightened his grip.


    Where did she go?


    The third time he asked, the maid who had tried to barge in before pushed herself in. She hugged the fake consort as though she was protecting her, then she looked at Jinshi, her brows lowered.


    My apologies. This child really doesnt know.


    He hadnt noticed it since everyone was wearing simr outfits, but this maid seemed to be several years older than the fake Rouran.


    Please forgive us.


    Saying that, the maid awkwardly looked at the fake consorts legs.


    Her long skirt was wet. Water dripped from her legs to her toes.


    Jinshi released his hold on the fake consorts chin. The fake consorts eyes were wide. Her pupils were dted. She gasped for breath, trembling. There were stark traces of Jinshis hand left on her pale neck and jaws.


    The act of having the daughters of high officials enter the inner pce was actually advantageous for the emperor as well.


    For the high officials, if their daughter falls pregnant, their grandchild can assume the status of the son of heaven too. However, on the other hand, there is a disadvantage.


    This is not restricted to all parents, but there must be those among them who see their daughters as the apple of their eyes. The birdcage called the inner ce is a ce that treats the daughters that hold such value as prisoners.


    For Shishou, aside from his child that was borne by a concubine, Shisui, there was only the child of his main wife, Rouran.


    Even considering how he forced her into the inner pce, it appears that he loves her greatly.


    This daughter, was in the position of a high ranked consort.


    While worrying about this, Rouran must also maintain the minimum criterion.


    To no longer require the title of Consort attached to her, she vited that criterion.


    She said that shes noting back.


    The maid from before said solemnly. The woman, Rourans head maid, answered Jinshis question on behalf of the fake consort. The fake consort, unable to breathe properly, was in the state where she cannot speak at all. With the reason that she resembled Rouran the most, she substituted for the consort, but it seems that she didnt know much about the circumstances.


    She must have thought she was told to act as her substitute for Rourans whims as usual.


    Jinshi clenched his fist.


    That was no good. He realised that the way he did it was a mistake for the eunuch Jinshi who possesses a tender smile. However, to the extent of taking a different method in that ce, Jinshis feelings were not calm.


    Noting back. Should he take that as her breaking out of the inner pce?


    Breaking out from the inner pce was a serious crime that meant capital punishment at times. And if she was a high ranked consort, the crime was all the more heavy.


    It was like a runaway prostitute, the pharmacist girl had said before. Going to the pleasure quarter together when the next emperor was born was, as a matter of fact, just like that girl. Jinshi gave a bitter smile.


    That girl is still missing too.


    He guessed that it was likely that she had left the inner pce together with Rouran.


    In Maomaos case, considering her personality, there was the possibility of her following on her own ord. However, the girls physical strength was weakened with her strong reaction against buckwheat. The possibility of her being taken away without her consent was higher.


    Just, for what reason?


    And how did she go outside?


    The question remains.


    Even though he cross-examined the head maid, he could only tilt his head. There was also the option of torture, but that is pointless too, Jinshi thought. The head maids eyes were not lying.


    The maids of the Pomegranate Pce, maidservants, eunuchs, all the people rted to Consort Rouran were all shut up in one ce. The auditorium where that inner pce lesson was held was just the right size.


    Just in case, using eunuchs, they straightforwardly worked through the courtdies in the inner pce one by one, but they havent yet found a courtdy who was like Rouran at present.


    He wasnt in the condition to witness Consort Gyokuyous childbirth at all. Although the back of his hair was being pulled[note], painfully reluctant. Exnation: like how you cant easily move forward when the hair on the back of your hair is being tugged, you cant easily let go of the regret/reluctance left in your heart and move on.[/note], he decided to leave it to Gaoshun.


    Jinshi clutched his head in his office. Perhaps they were in the state of emergency, Basen was with Jinshi.


    He didnt have the free time to sell oil[note], to dawdle. Exnation: From the Edo period, hair oil peddlers gossip with female customers as they sell their wares. Passing time while neglecting your work.[/note] in such a ce. He was brimming with the impatience to rush out and look for Rouran even now.


    However, there was too little information. And even if he were to rush out now, it would only amount to finding a needle in the sands of the desert. Therefore, Jinshi could only pace around aimlessly in his office.


    Amid that, Basen nced at Jinshi. It seems there was a guest in front of the office. He must want to tell him to stop looking so shameful.


    Nothing he could do. He sat down in his chair and feigned serenity.


    The person who entered was a short man with fox eyes. Rahan.


    Did you discover something?


    Rahan, with the cost of repairs of the inner pce wall destroyed by his uncle and adoptive father, Rakan, as a coteral, was undertaking work from Jinshi. He was quite the miser. Along with having Jinshi take on half of the cost of repairs, he had the ability to get a thirty percent discount on the quote with a negotiation with the wall repairers.


    Rahan squinted, his eyes somewhat like a nasty someone, and spread out a map on the table.


    This is from around these fifteen years. Its gradual, but there is certainly an area where the cirction of stone, lumber, metal and etc has increased.


    Rakan pointed to the north of the capital. Crossing the ins, it was on the ridge of the mountain range.


    That area didnt have arge city worth speaking about. And if there were, there was only a fortress that was used as an army garrison from the era of the previous emperor. Additionally, he remembered it was a ce that was abandoned to decrease maintenance costs. It wasnt a ce where enemies would invade, and he heard that dealing with the fallen snow and so on in winter since it was on high-ground was dreadful.


    Did you know about it? The area nearby used to prosper as a health resort in the past. It is now, being distanced from the trade route, a depopted area known for the secret hot springs though.


    And what about it?


    Basen, who was slightly quick-tempered, interrupted Rahan who spoke in a roundabout manner.


    Im saying theres a sulfur spring. The quality and quantity are inferiorpared the southern volcanic range, but I wonder if they can take the amount throughout the year.


    Hearing sulfur, Jinshis ears pricked up. It was a typical raw material for gunpowder.


    The abandoned fortress. Stone. Lumber. Metal. And sulfur.


    And speaking of the further north, it was close to Shishous territory. Even considering where the territories of the officials who were pointed out by Rakan were situated, it wasnt that bad of a location.


    It was more suspicious.


    How was it? Should I prepare more reliable numbers?


    Jinshi could only sigh. The response was more than he had expected. Instantly, Basen held the map and sent out a lower official as a messenger.


    It seems that this small man can see some shape from the numbers, but it must be like that. The members of the Ra family were truly terrifying.


    While youre at it, can you investigate whether there is a secret passage in the inner pce?


    He inadvertently spoke of it.


    The inner pce? If I remember correctly, thergest construction work was the expansion from forty years ago. The current outer wall should have also be built then, so if there is a possibility of there being one made, it would have to be there?


    really?


    He knew that Shishou instigated the empress and erged the inner pce like it is now. Perchance, the possibility of him participating in the construction was also high.


    However, if it was forty years ago, it was quite old. Theres no way he would have thought to have his own daughter use that to escape forty yearster.


    If we look at the materials in those days, the contractors who were used then will know. The possibility of them being used several times is high, so shall we pick out the ones that make suspicious numbers?


    Ill leave it to you.


    Well then.


    Saying that, he took out the other half of the invoice for the cost of repairs of the what Rakan destroyed. Jinshi was to pay for half. The other half should have been in Rakans possession though.


    I get it.


    Jinshi, hanging his head, promised to pay for the entire sum. The sight of Suiren condemning him with an indescribable smile, saying Oh my my, and the wrinkles on Gaoshuns brow being even deeper afterwards came to his mind vividly.


    It was dreadful to have Rakan as an enemy. But I dont want to have his adopted son as an enemy either, Jinshi thought.


    While having that much ability, it was a mystery why he holds an abacus as an insignificant official. He found himself asking that question.


    If you have that much ability, cant you promote to a higher rank?


    At those words, Rahan shed him a smile while shaking his head.


    In that case, I wouldnt be able to correct the distorted flow of money then, would I?


    Numbers are beautiful because theres no obscurity.


    He once again felt that this man was Maomaos cousin. It seems he has a peculiar aesthetic.


    T/N: Chapter title: Hole Missing person, faults, hidden passage, hole in a certain someones pocket


    And thats it for Jinshis POV. Were going back to Maomao next.


    See you guys next year(-) Happy new year~!


    (I admit Im kinda miffed that I didnt reach my target of finishing this arc this year But oh well, one more month then.)