After suppressing his dissatisfaction with that fool Fu Fei, Chen Siyuan pondered for a moment before replying,
"I know a little about Prince Fu and an Imperial Court minister embezzling the relief grain funds for the Great Snow Disaster in the Northern Lands. However, Prince Fu covered his tracks cleanly and was not excessively greedy; he only took roughly fifteen percent.
As for what such an enormous sum of silver was used for, I do not know. But it was probably as Fu Fei said—used to recruit deathsworn and forge elite troops.
Prince Fu had always harbored immense ambitions and was fond of military affairs. In Ji Prefecture, he had tightly grasped military authority. If not for the Meng Family and the Lei Family being deeply entrenched, the military power in their hands would have long since been seized.
It was hardly surprising that he would do such a thing.
As for his keeping Demonic Path experts, refining Purple Infant Pills, and having two top-tier experts under his command, I had never received any information on such matters.
Still, I do not think Beitang Shu would do something like that."
In truth, Chen Siyuan genuinely knew nothing about those matters. He should not even have known about the embezzlement in the first place.
However, Chen Siyuan was, after all, one of Beitang Shu's advisers. He still had some understanding of the affairs within Prince Fu's Mansion.
Should any discrepancy arise—for instance, additions or subtractions in the manor treasury through which funds were transferred—he could more or less detect it.
That was why he could accurately state that Beitang Shu had embezzled fifteen percent of the disaster relief funds.
Refining Purple Infant Pills, meanwhile, was an act that defied the outrage of all under Heaven, one that would inevitably invite the