Thinking that if sothing really goes wrong, it’s Mr. Jia’s issue, and perhaps this might even expose his true colors, bringing him so misfortune.
Considering the relationship between Mr. Jia and Prince Jing, if this dical formula proves useless, Prince Jing can’t bla the Imperial Pharmacy for standing idly by.
Everyone secretly watched to see the outco after Prince Jing received the dical formula.
The result astounded everyone.
The dical formula actually worked!
What Mr. Jia reported was true; the efficacy wasn’t exaggerated at all.
"I have failed in my duties; please, Your Majesty, punish !" Jiang Xian was straightforward. This ti it was Prince Jing who complained—a great uncle to the emperor. No amount of explanation would help; it was better to just admit the fault honestly and accept punishnt.
Having worked beside the emperor for so many years, how could he not understand the character of this emperor who was over fifty years old? He liked others to align with him; opposing him rarely ended well.
If the dical formula had been ineffective, the Imperial Pharmacy would have been praised for foresight, but only verbally at most, and not rewarded on the spot, as that would be rubbing salt in Prince Jing’s wounds.
At least this ordeal would have passed, and Prince Jing couldn’t use his grandson’s situation to trouble the Imperial Pharmacy.
However, now that the formula worked and lives were saved, the Imperial Pharmacy was in a difficult position.
If Prince Jing didn’t delve into the details, things would be fine; after all, the formula was provided by the Imperial Pharmacy, and if no one spoke up, who would know who deserved credit?
But Prince Jing directly reported to the emperor, speaking up for Mr. Jia, who was dedicated to benefiting the imperial court and the citizens but faced suppression and neglect at the Imperial Pharmacy.
Is there any justice?
Is the head of the Imperial Pharmacy competent?
Actually, Prince Jing was still considering Jiang Xian’s favor, as nobody could compel him to disclose the formula.
Yet, once Mr. Jia returned to the capital, Prince Jing would certainly know about the matter and the formula, and by then, the Imperial Pharmacy might not be able to withstand Prince Jing’s fury.
If they kept the life-saving formula hidden because they targeted Mr. Jia, it would cause a different predicant.
So, Jiang Xian felt a chill of fear, not daring to defend himself any further. If he were caught by Prince Jing and subjected to another scolding, he doubted he would have a good end today; admitting fault might lead the emperor to show leniency.
If he insisted on arguing over the facts, the truth would not change.
It’s a loss either way; might as well lose with dignity.
Upon seeing Jiang Xian kneel and plead guilty, Prince Jing was infuriated, his eyes locked onto Jiang Xian on the ground, likely pondering a string of rebukes he wouldn’t get to voice.
Old fellow, quite adept at assessing situations, a sha he’s not an official.
"In this matter, Jiang, as the head, indeed had a negligence oversight that almost cost my brother his life. Punishnt is warranted!" Emperor Zhao Rui directly set the tone, not daring to offend the grand uncle, given Prince Jing’s long-standing position as the royal family’s principal for three decades.
"Uncle, do you have any suggestions on the punishnt?"
"All rewards and punishnts are Your Majesty’s dispensation. How could this old minister dare interfere?" Prince Jing cupped his hands; as a royal and imperial prince, he could handle dostic royal family matters but should refrain from intervening in external court punishnts, as that would be overstepping authority.
The Jing royal line survived from the founding era to now adhering to this principle—never interfere in court politics, never misuse power, never seek power.
"Alright, head of the Imperial Pharmacy Jiang Xian, hear the decree!"
"Your servant is here."
"Due to your failure at the Imperial Pharmacy to promptly recognize Mr. Jia’s report on the treatnt of the ’Rabies’, which almost led to Prince Jing’s grandson’s demise, I demote you from the fourth-grade seven-rank judicial position to the fifth-grade ten-rank service position, and further cut your salary for half a year, demoting you to the head position at the Li Jing dical Bureau of the Imperial Pharmacy!"
Given that no one died and the outco was positive, imposing a severe penalty would be overly harsh, especially since the formula was eventually provided by him, and even if he was the head of the Imperial Pharmacy, he must be the one to bear the responsibility.
"The servant thanks Your Majesty for the grace!" Jiang Xian was montarily stunned; being demoted from the head of the Imperial Pharmacy to the head of the Capital City dical Bureau was still acceptable, as the position is typically held by one of the deputy heads of the Imperial Pharmacy.
The Imperial Pharmacy has two deputy heads, one in charge of dicine, the other of pharmacology.
The deputy head responsible for dicine is Leng Qingfeng, while the other deputy head, erging from the dicine King Sect, cannot rise beyond deputy head.
Next, the Imperial Pharmacy would undoubtedly be led by deputy head Leng.
Of course, the Imperial Pharmacy has a renowned practitioner, but since being nad "national practitioner" and appointed as head of the Qihuang Research Institute, they no longer oversee Imperial Pharmacy affairs and won’t return to head position; the status of a national practitioner is esteed, and life is leisurely, mainly involving writing, dical practice, and healing rather than seeking further ambitions.
Additionally, national practitioner Fu Qingzhu remains the emperor’s appointed chief physician, responsible for maintaining His Majesty’s health.
Other titled "national practitioners" occasionally co to the capital to treat royal family mbers and high-ranking officials and engage in academic exchanges.
With the wrongdoing punished, achievents must be rewarded.
Mr. Jia’s official rank rose from eighth-grade Cultivation Officer to sixth-grade Scholar Officer, advancing two entire ranks.
His position also elevated, directly promoted from academic officer to head of one of the eight sections—the miscellaneous section. Previously the position was vacant due to the lack of suitable candidates, now there’s soone qualified.
In the report submitted to the Imperial Pharmacy, although Mr. Jia’s na was first, there were also two others, Guan Biyun and Cui Wanquan.
Guan Biyun was technically wearing a guilty status, though not punished; she’d lost her official rank, only retaining a lecturer role at the Qihuang Research Institute, ranked ninth-grade.
This ti, the emperor personally promoted her to eighth-grade professor, indicating the prior matters were closed by the emperor.
As for Cui Wanquan, he originally had no official rank, but gained a ninth-grade attendant officer treatnt this ti.
Such a treatnt shouldn’t be underestimated; with a ninth-grade vacancy, he can be prioritized for filling, comfortably advancing ahead of many.
As for the contributor of the dical formula, Lin Miao, who should have been credited the most, was utterly forgotten. Prince Jing didn’t ntion him, nor would Jiang Xian proactively bring him up; Prince Jing’s complaint to the emperor was to speak on behalf of Mr. Jia.
If he were to highlight Lin Miao, it could imply Mr. Jia rely borrowed Lin Miao’s formula, and the true savior of Prince Jing’s grandson was Lin Miao.
No one knows how Prince Jing might feel; words may lead to loss, so Jiang Xian simply opted to stay out of it.
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