Chapter 1644: The Futility of Drawing Water with a Wicker Basket!
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Records of the Human Emperor Chapter 1644: The Futility of Drawing Water with a Wicker Basket!

Chapter 1644: The Futility of Drawing Water with a Wicker Basket!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

"Grand Scribe, this princeā€¦"

The First Prince's eyes were uncertain, and just when he was thinking about how to respond, a clear and bright voice spoke up.

"Grand Scribe, the First Prince is kind and benevolent. How could he be the person you speak of?" Wang Chong asked, smiling faintly.

That he was speaking up in the First Prince's defense left everyone else stunned.

The First Prince felt his heart thump, instinctively sensing that something was wrong. Given their relationship, Wang Chong would never speak up on his behalf.

Wang Chong followed up with an unexpected proposition.

"If Grand Scribe is worried that the First Prince is using the excuse of the Great Buddhist Temple to accept bribes, then once the ceremony is over, His Highness can seal up all the ledgers along with the donations and allow Grand Scribe to keep watch over them.

"Moreover, the First Prince is currently busy running the country and presumably cannot make any extra time to take care of the orphans and widows. It would be better to hand over the matter to the Imperial Court. Gathering officials from the various bureaus, supervised by the imperial censors, a special department should be set up to handle this operation, with all the expenses clearly recorded.

"In this way, we can realize the First Prince's original intentions and assist all the orphans and widows of the realm while also wiping away Grand Scribe's worries. Both sides will be satisfied. I trust that the First Prince will not object!"

These words made the members of the Eastern Palace turn ashen, and the First Prince's face turned nasty.

Twenty million taels of gold together with Wang Chong's donation made forty million taels. This was an immense sum of wealth, so how could he just sit back and watch as the gold flowed out from between his fingers?

Thus, the First Prince had been planning to agree with the Grand Scribe on the surface while privately playing a

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