Zhutian: My skills are not serious

Chapter 416: Being clever and becoming a clown
"elder brother……"

Seeing that Emperor Qing's eyes were getting colder and colder, Fan Ruoruo looked at him pleadingly.

"Even if you don't think about yourself, what about Dad? What about Aunt? And Sizhe, what about them?"

This reminded Fan Xian of the fate of Princess Ningyang and Princess Ningyang. If Bai Feng was provoked to kill him, Wu Zhu could protect him. But Fan Jian? Aunt Liu? And Fan Ruoruo and Fan Sizhe, who would protect him?
After thinking and thinking again, enduring and enduring, weighing the pros and cons again, Fan Xian gritted his teeth, walked up to the leader of the Northern Qi delegation and bowed, "I just spoke nonsense after drinking. Please forgive me, Envoy Qi."

"Easy to say, easy to say."

The envoy from Qi State was very respectful and even stepped forward to offer support.

After all, the fact that Fan Xian was the illegitimate son of Emperor Qing had already been exposed by Chu Pingsheng, and the people of Kyoto City had all heard about it. There was no reason why the Northern Qi would not know about it.

It is rare for a high and mighty prince to admit his mistakes.

Fan Xian walked towards Chu Pingsheng, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, slow and heavy, which made Fan Ruoruo and Lin Wan'er's hearts rise to their throats, afraid that he would lose control of his emotions and attack him. You have to know that with Chu Pingsheng's strength, Fan Xian is no match for him.

"Just now...I'm sorry."

A sentence, with a total of four words, was forcibly split into two sentences. Anyone could hear the anger and hatred in it.

Chu Pingsheng crossed his legs and looked at Fan Xian coldly.

This guy didn't feel the slightest bit of guilt when he was caught plagiarizing someone else's poem.

Fan Ruoruo's case was a fair deal. The woman didn't say anything, and he felt like his tail was stepped on.

"It suddenly occurred to me that we have not yet settled our accounts with the Court of Protocol."

About the Protocol Court?
When Fan Xian heard about it, he remembered that Lin Wan'er and Ye Ling'er went to the Protocol Court to ask Chu Pingsheng to cancel the engagement. At that time, Ye Ling'er was so angry that she drew her sword to attack people. He helped in a hurry and attacked Ye Ling'er from behind, saving her. Chu Pingsheng had threatened him to either kowtow and apologize or report to the police for attacking the foreign envoy of the Protocol Court. Later, because the white ape captured Senior Brother Leng, Chu Pingsheng was in a hurry to go to the Supervisory Court to save Si Lili and interrupted the conversation with them.

At this moment, although he was not kowtowing to apologize, it was also a sign of admitting defeat.

The more Fan Xian thought about it, the crazier and more excited he became. Suddenly, a scene from a TV drama he had watched appeared in his mind. He stopped halfway through the bow, put down his hands, and bent down with his head lowered.

a bit.

Two times.

When he bowed for the third time, just as his head lowered, the person on the food table disappeared. The court officials on both sides felt a flash before their eyes, and a scream resounded throughout the hall.

Before Gong Dian could react, Yan Xiaoyi, who was hiding behind the screen, moved quickly, dodged and protected Emperor Qing behind him.

However... Chu Pingsheng's target was not the emperor, but a civil servant who was about 23 or 24 years old, quite handsome, and full of bookish air. He was a sixth-rank editor of the Baowen Hall.

At this moment, Chu Pingsheng inserted the five fingers of his right hand straight into the man's throat. Blood gushed out like a spring, and his throat gurgled with bubbles. The originally handsome face was distorted beyond recognition, with bulging eyes, a crooked mouth, and eyes full of astonishment and fear.

shuh...

Chu Pingsheng cut the man's body in two with his knife, and a stream of blood splashed on the face of Guo Baokun who was not far away. The latter shuddered and wiped his palm with his hand, only to see blood all over his palm. His eyes rolled back and he fainted.

Pfft!
The headless body fell to the ground, blood spurting all over the ground.

Some people were crawling on the ground, backing away, their faces pale with fear and their bodies trembling.

Xin Qiwu even crawled under the food table, leaving only his buttocks exposed, clenched his hands, and muttered to the immortals for protection.

"Chu Pingsheng, how dare you kill someone at a night banquet?!"

Gong Dian stretched out his left hand and pulled out the long sword on his right waist.

Chu Pingsheng ignored him and threw the bloody head in his hand towards Fan Xian.

"There's one more, go on."

"!!!!!!"

Fan Xian was shocked, and couldn't understand how Chu Pingsheng saw through his little trick.

"You can't figure it out, right?"

Chu Pingsheng smiled coldly, "When an elder in the clan passed away, my master Bai Feng would bow like you three times with his hands down when he went to pay his respects. He told me that this is called three bows, and it is for paying respects to the dead. Since you want to do this, I will help you. I remember this boy... should be a descendant of the Liu family? Liu Ruyu's nephew? Then he died, and as his cousin, you should bow and pay your respects, right?"

It was not until then that the civil officials nearby reacted. Yes, the person whose head was "chopped off" by Chu Pingsheng was none other than Liu Xiangnan, who was the most valued person in Duke Liu's family and the most talented person in the whole family. He was promoted to the sixth rank at the age of just over 20 and became the editor of Baowen Hall.

Chu Pingsheng actually killed him!
Was it the right thing to do? No! But is it his fault that things turned out this way?
Looking at Fan Xian's expression, I'm afraid... Lord Chu is right. The gesture just now seemed more sincere than a bow, but it was the etiquette used by the clan of Grand Master Bai Feng to worship the dead.

The emperor wanted him to apologize to the Western Hu envoy, but he was so clever and cunning. With Chu Pingsheng's temperament, he dared to kill Lin Youdao, the son of Ningyang County Princess and the commander of the Qingche. It was no problem for him to kill a mere sixth-rank editor. Even Gong Dian shook his head, thinking that Fan Xian was looking for trouble.

Li Yunqian's expression was extremely cold.

Today, his illegitimate son made a fool of himself. The result of his cleverness was that he, as a father, suffered disgrace.

"You are also to be confined to your home for three months. Si Nan Bo Fan Jian failed to educate his son properly, so he will be demoted two ranks and sent to the Ministry of Personnel to be a doctor."

Li Yunqian pointed at Chu Pingsheng and said, "As for you... I originally wanted the Ministry of Works to fund the repair of the house that originally belonged to the Lin family. Humph, you figure it out yourself."

"Your Majesty, this is not a matter for you to worry about, but Lord Xin has done a great job in presiding over the peace talks between the two countries. Shouldn't he be rewarded?"

"Then how do you think we should reward you?"

"Your Majesty has just dismissed Guo Youzhi from his position as Minister of Rites. The Honglu Temple was originally under the control of the Ministry of Rites. I think this position is very suitable for him. What do you think, Your Majesty?"

"Are you helping me make the decision?"

"How could that be? It was clearly His Majesty who was asking for the foreign envoy's opinion."

Chu Pingsheng spoke politely, but anyone with a discerning eye could hear the confrontation between him and Li Yunqian.

"Hmph, the position of Minister of Rites will be temporarily taken over by Guo Zheng. Xin Qiwu, you will take his place."

Li Yunqian flicked his sleeves, turned around the screen and left, walking very quickly because he was worried that if he stayed any longer, Chu Pingsheng would lift the roof of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.

After a long while, Xin Qiwu finally crawled out from under the food table at the reminder of the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, who was also the prince's disciple. He held up the court crown and kowtowed to express his gratitude.

"I thank your Majesty for what he has given me. Long live your Majesty."

At this time, Li Yunqian disappeared without a trace.

Guo Zheng was the Minister of Rites, a third-rank official, and the Minister of the Honglu Temple was a fourth-rank official, so... it was a two-level jump.

Within a year, he jumped from the position of Shaoqing of the Honglu Temple to the Minister of Rites. His promotion speed was so fast that no one in the court could match him except Chu Pingsheng, a powerless official.

It seems that this is honor, a good thing, and a good job, but Lord Xin's face looks like a dried bitter gourd, so ugly.

Lord Chu challenged the emperor. He is the godson of the grandmaster and the future king of the grassland. Others would only say that he is brave, fierce, and courageous, but why does he always have to drag himself into it? Who knows how it feels like when a man sits at home and disaster strikes from the sky?
"Master Xin, please get up. Father has already left."

Xin Qiwu raised his head when he heard the voice, and suddenly felt so wronged that he wanted to cry: "Your Highness the Crown Prince... I... I..."

Li Chengqian patted his shoulder and said, "Do a good job."

After saying this, he strode forward and walked away, shaking the sleeves of his crown.

Fan Xian tried to be clever many times today, but was defeated by Chu Pingsheng every time, causing the emperor to lose face. As the crown prince, he was naturally very happy to see Fan Xian suffer a setback.

As for whether the emperor would vent his anger on him...

Everyone in the court, whether civil or military, knew that the title of Prince Grand Tutor was just an honorary one. In the past few months, he had not met his nominal teacher.

Li Chengze gathered his sleeves and walked out with steady steps. When he passed by Xin Qiwu, he stopped for a moment and patted him on the shoulder, imitating the prince: "Master Xin, I have always been confused about a question. Are you a disciple of the prince or a disciple of Master Chu?"

Xin Qiwu shuddered and his face became even more bitter.

"Second Prince, I also have a question that I don't understand." Chu Pingsheng snatched a white towel that a minister of the Imperial College used to wipe his sweat, wiped the blood off his hands carefully, and said with a grim smile: "Si Lili told me that in the Niulan Street assassination case, she only gave Lin Gong a token that could command Cheng Jushu, and did not tell him when Fan Xian would go to the flower boat to keep the appointment. Who leaked such important time information to Lin Gong?"

When Li Chengze heard this, his eyes changed.

Fan Xian went to Si Lili's flower boat to keep his date. If Si Lili was not the informer, then who was the suspect?
Fan Xian, who was negotiating with Gong Dian on the other side and asking him to order the guards to release Fan Ruoruo, heard the above words and glanced at the two of them, as if thinking about something.

"Si Lili is a spy from Northern Qi, so her words are questionable. Beauty traps have always been difficult to guard against, and I hope Lord Chu will not be seduced by beauty."

Li Chengze reminded with a kind smile, turned around and walked away. When he turned towards the palace gate, his expression suddenly fell.

He wanted to take advantage of today's incident to win over Fan Xian to compete with the prince, but Chu Pingsheng's words made all his efforts go to waste.

Whether Fan Xian believed it or not, he would always be suspicious of him.

More importantly, he was indeed the one who planned and carried out the Niulan Street assassination.

(End of this chapter)