Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 403: At this time, you should yell at the dead ghost
The man with a pair of small fleshy eyes and a goatee on his chin outside the door didn't say much. He grabbed Wang Qinian's hand and pulled him out.

"Master Deng, please speak directly if you have anything to say."

Wang Qinian pointed at his beautiful wife with a frosty face, looking embarrassed.

"Isn't the Lin Mansion in front of us arranging the funeral for the Light Carriage Commandant Lin, Master?"

"Yes." Wang Qinian said, "I accompanied Lord Fan to pay his respects this afternoon."

"Did you see the battle between Grandmaster Xihu and the mysterious man just now?"

Wang Qinian nodded, then shook his head: "My wife and I were awakened by the dragon's roar. When we came out of the house, we saw the Western Hu Grandmaster Bai Feng flying away with a whoosh."

He also pointed to the sky in a very vivid way and drew a flight trajectory with his finger.

"Yes, that was the dragon's roar." Deng Ziyue pointed in the direction of the Lin Mansion: "Bai Feng...slapped the Wufeng Hall in the Lin Mansion down with one blow."

"Ah? Isn't Wufeng Hall the place where Lord Lin's mourning hall is located?"

"Yes, I heard that many people were buried there."

"Then why are you still standing there? Go and save them."

Wang Qinian winked at his wife and walked towards the Lin Mansion with Deng Ziyue.

"Mother...mother..."

A childish voice came from behind. Mrs. Wang turned her head and saw that it was her daughter rubbing her eyes and coming out. She didn't think any more about it. She quickly closed the door and went back to the room holding the child's hand.

Half a cup of tea later, Wang Qinian and Deng Ziyue arrived at the gate of Lin Mansion and found that there were many people gathered in the yard. In fact, not only Wufeng Palace collapsed, but also the residence of Lin Youdao's parents, Princess Ningyang and her husband in the second courtyard was reduced to ruins.

"Princess Ningyang...Princess Ningyang...is gone."

"Is the Prince Consort still alive?"

"..."

No one spoke, the answer was obvious.

The two men squeezed into the crowd and saw a row of corpses on the ground. Most of them were dressed in plain clothes. They must be close relatives of Senior Light Cavalry Commandant Lin Youdao.

With one palm strike, a hall collapsed. This... this palm strike from the Great Master of Xihu was so powerful that it was simply horrifying.

"Hey, isn't that Lord Xin, the Junior Secretary of the Honglu Temple?"

Wang Qinian and Deng Ziyue heard the voice behind them and turned around to see Xin Qiwu slumped outside the gate of the Lin Mansion, his forehead covered in cold sweat and his face pale.

"Now he is the Minister of the Honglu Temple."

"Look how scared he is. It's not his house that collapsed."

"..."

Wang Qinian and Deng Ziyue didn't know why Xin Qiwu was so despicable. The reason was actually very simple. Chu Pingsheng had said in the court that he wanted to destroy the entire family. Among those who impeached Chu Pingsheng at that time, Lin Youdao's words were the most intense. He asked Emperor Qing to execute the envoy of Western Hu, which led to his own death.

Not long ago, he came to the Lin Mansion to pay homage, but was directly driven out by Lin Youdao's wife and son. He didn't dare to get angry or say anything. After all, the other party had a prominent family background, and how could he, a minister of the Honglu Temple, provoke him? As a result, from the Lin Mansion to the Protocol Courtyard, it took only a round trip, and the Lin family was finished... almost wiped out.

What’s even more ironic is that a group of people who were keeping vigil for the body actually passed away with Lin Youdao.

Except for small fry like Wang Qinian, Deng Ziyue, and Xin Qiwu, all the ninth-rank masters who had gone to the streets earlier saw the miserable state of the Lin Mansion, but no one showed up.

……

Inside Guangxin Palace.

Wanqiu pushed open the palace gate and looked at Li Yunrui, who was lying lazily on the crescent-shaped couch wearing only a gauze dress, revealing a pair of long white legs.

"Your Highness."

"You're back? How are things going?"

"Chu Pingsheng was in the Protocol Courtyard when Bai Feng was fighting with the mysterious man."

"Did you see it with your own eyes?"

"seen it myself."

Li Yunrui frowned deeply, her feet slightly raised, she straightened her waist and stood up, pulling up the skirt that fell to the ground, covering her sensitive parts with her transparent and light gauze skirt, and asked again in a surprised voice: "Are you sure?"

"Yes, I saw him throw the ancient sword to the white ape with my own eyes, and ordered him to guard against the experts who came after hearing the news."

"Isn't it him..."

Over the past few days, the more she thought about it, the more she felt that Chu Pingsheng was the same person as the Northern Qi assassin who hid in Guangxin Palace and painted her naked body that day. She even suspected that Chu Pingsheng was the murderer of the empress dowager, and that the Western Hu Grandmaster Bai Feng might be the same person with two faces.

But judging from the news brought back by Wanqiu, could it be that she was wrong?

"What was that dragon roar just now?"

"It was the celestial phenomenon when the Great Master Bai Feng of Xihu launched his palm strike."

"Celestial phenomena?"

"He destroyed the Ningyang County Princess's Lin Mansion."

"Are you sure you didn't use a sword, but a palm technique?"

"determine."

Li Yunrui was completely confused. The news from Northern Qi stated that Ku He had never been to Nanqing, and it was nonsense to say that the Queen Mother was killed by him.

If it wasn’t Ku He or Bai Feng, then who was the person who broke into the palace to assassinate that day?

...In Funing Palace, the candles were still brightly lit. When the prince walked in quickly, the wind blew out two candles. The eunuch named Cao who was standing at the door quickly lit them to keep them lit.

"Mother, are you looking for me?"

Li Chengqian stepped onto the stairs and was about to kneel down and kowtow, but suddenly he raised his head and sniffed.

"Hey, mother, did you change the incense? It's not aloeswood, it seems to be... floral and fruity? And there's no smell of alcohol in this room anymore?"

He looked at the furnishings on the wooden table again and found that the wine jugs that should have been lying around were gone, and it was very clean.

"Who was fighting in the south of the city just now?" The queen avoided the question.

Li Chengqian did not ask any further questions and answered honestly, "If I am not mistaken, it should be Chu Pingsheng's master Bai Feng fighting with the great master beside Fan Xian."

"Who wins? Who loses?" the queen asked again.

"Just now I heard Commander Yan say that it seems that the Western Hu Grandmaster Bai Feng has a slight advantage, and the Grandmaster next to Fan Xian avoided the battle and ran away."

As Li Chengqian spoke, he sat down beside the queen and kept rubbing his ankle. He had just learned that a great master was fighting in the city, so he wanted to climb up to the Drum Tower to see what was going on. However, the distance was too far, so he could only watch in vain. When he was going downstairs, he stepped on empty air and sprained his ankle.

"Qian'er...how do you know that the mysterious man is the Grandmaster beside Fan Xian?"

"Xin Qiwu told me." Li Chengqian rubbed the painful spot, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he took two deep breaths before saying, "I asked Xin Qiwu to hint to Chu Pingsheng that the white ape is so powerful, as long as Fan Xian is killed, Wan'er will have nothing to worry about and will be devoted to him until old age. Xin Qiwu did as he was told, but Chu Pingsheng said that there is a great master named Wuzhu beside Fan Xian."

The queen frowned, looking displeased.

"What other little moves did you make?"

"Small moves?"

Li Chengqian was stunned for a moment, stopped pressing his ankle, and looked back at the queen, not knowing what he had said wrong. Of course, he could see that his mother was a little angry.

"No more, just this one."

"Don't do that again."

The Queen heaved a sigh of relief when she heard this. She believed that given her relationship with Chu Pingsheng, he would not embarrass her son for such a small action.

"why?"

"He is not someone you can mess with."

"What your Majesty Queen taught me is what I will keep in mind." The prince thought of the miserable scene at the Lin Mansion described by Yan Xiaoyi, and thought that the Queen meant that he could not afford to offend Bai Feng, the Grand Master of the Western Hu.

"Also, go to your father tomorrow to ask for an order."

"Please ask for permission? What permission do you ask for?"

"Just tell him that you want to take Chu Pingsheng as your teacher, and ask His Majesty to grant your approval."

"Become a disciple? Learn martial arts? Mother... didn't you say that this would make father worried?"

How did Li Yunqian get to the throne? Apart from Ye Qingmei's help in assassinating the legitimate heir who was competing with his father for the throne, his own strength must be quite good, otherwise he would not have been able to get the support of the army.

Everyone in the court and the country knew that the emperor had problems with his meridians during the Northern Expedition. If he, the crown prince of the Eastern Palace, was obsessed with martial arts, would the emperor's father be at ease?

The queen said: "If you don't learn martial arts, learn literature."

"Learn literature? Mother, are you kidding? Chu Pingsheng came to my Qing Kingdom to travel and study. You want me to learn literature from him? What can he teach me?"

"You do whatever I tell you to do."

"Mother, do you mean to use the empty title of the Crown Prince's Grand Tutor to win over Chu Pingsheng?" Li Chengqian stood up, put his hands behind his back, walked back and forth a few steps, and looked embarrassed: "But from what happened in the past two days, it can be seen that the relationship between Bai Feng and my father is not solid. If the two of them fall out in the future, then..."

"Then have you ever thought that if they become enemies, you, as their disciple, might be able to act as a buffer between them. I think your father should understand that when doing things, you should leave yourself a way out."

The queen walked towards the southeast corner, opened a window, and let the night into the palace.

"My son, I understand."

"Okay, it's getting late, go back and rest."

"My son, please retire."

Li Chengqian bowed, glanced at the open window a few times, then turned and walked out.

He couldn't understand why his mother seemed like a different person. She no longer drank and was no longer afraid of the dark.

After seeing her son off, the queen went over to close the door. Just as she was about to return to the couch to rest, she saw that the window she had just opened was closed, and there was one more person in the room.

Her heart tightened, but after seeing the person's face clearly, she relaxed a lot.

"Why are you like a ghost?"

"A dead ghost? Of course you have to look like a ghost." Chu Pingsheng walked to her side, picked up the gold ornament hanging on her chest and looked at it for a while: "Isn't it uncomfortable to wear this thing?"

The Queen did not respond: "Qian'er said that you and Wuzhu had a fight?"

"Yes."

"Is Fan Xian trying to kill you?"

"He may have this idea, but Wuzhu alone can't do it."

"If one Wuzhu can't do it, what about two?"

"Are you spying?" Chu Pingsheng suddenly used both hands to pick her up from the ground and walked towards the large bed with green gauze tent at the innermost part of the palace.

(End of this chapter)