Joy of Life: I, a man, became the Queen of Northern Qi?

Chapter 160 Fan Xian vaguely touches the truth of the world!
No one would doubt the news and speculation given by President Chen. The phrase "more bad news than good" actually revealed the hidden worries about the future of Qing Kingdom.

The solemn and dignified imperial palace gathers the power of the whole country. It is the source of a country’s confidence and courage.

At this time, the sun was rising in the sky. Today was a rare good day. The light shone into the hall filled with green smoke, on the light-colored stone brick floor, and on Emperor Qing who was wearing black silk embroidered with gold. Not only did it fail to give everyone an extra bit of warmth called "courage", but it made their hands and feet feel colder, and their whole body was abnormally stiff!

He didn't know if it was due to dazzle, but Fan Xian saw faint silver threads appearing on Emperor Qing's head from a distance, and he felt so depressed that he couldn't speak.

"It's more bad than good, what a bad than good! Such harsh words, this time, it is I who have harmed Uncle Liuyun!" Emperor Qing said softly, but the whole hall was filled with buzzing echoes. Seeing that his majesty had spoken, everyone fell silent for a short time.

After a long time, he turned his body slightly and asked softly to Hong Sixiang, who had a very low presence like a sculpture.

This was a question for the people in the palace to hear, and also for the people of Qing Kingdom to hear: "Hong Sixiang, I know that Si Gu Jian had entered the palace at night many times before, but you drove him away every time. Whether it was responding to the challenge openly or trying to assassinate me, it can be seen that you are very capable."

"If you take action someday, will you be able to defeat the Queen of Northern Qi?"

Everyone listened with bated breath, wanting to hear the old eunuch's answer as soon as possible.

Hong Sixiang lightly raised his previously tightly closed eyelids. Although he seemed a little aloof, his tone was not frivolous. Instead, he replied in a decisive tone: "Everyone says that Si Gu Jian's sword is unstoppable, but judging from his repeated attempts to break into the palace, it is just people following the crowd and following the crowd! Although Si Gu Jian's sword is sharp, it is also easy to break. He has never been an opponent that this old servant cares about."

Crazy, a little crazy
Fan Xian paid attention to Hong Sixiang's expression as he spoke, and in his heart he wondered whether Uncle Wu Zhu's iron pestle could smash into the opponent's head with one strike.
Uncle Wuzhu had just returned from the south two nights ago, saying that he had finished his work. He just complained a few words out of habit, and then heard about his mother's past from him. He immediately began to plan to enter the palace to get the key. It was at this time that he heard Uncle Wuzhu say that this old eunuch was not a great master.

The real grandmaster in the palace is someone else!
Uncle Wu Zhu would not lie. Although he did not have true Qi, he could still remember the scene of his previous fight with Ye Liuyun on the cliff and seashore of Danzhou! With such strength, his eyesight was naturally not bad. It was not surprising that he could see through the true and false of those with lower cultivation.

This is why Fan Xian was surprised at why Hong Sixiang said this.
Hong Sixiang continued to speak: "The power of the Sword Saint cannot hurt Your Majesty in the slightest. It is impossible for a young woman to bypass this old slave and do something."

Emperor Qing nodded gently, the aura of looking down on everyone never disappeared. He seemed a little surprised by what the other party said: "Don't forget, Northern Qi still has a national teacher."

Hong Sixiang narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "Ku He, you are just a withered bone in the tomb!"

"He is already old. The hidden injuries he suffered on the battlefield a few years ago will not disappear just because he has broken through to the Grandmaster level. I don't expect that within a few years, he will pass away on his own and return to the embrace of the temple."

As the words drifted by, Fan Xian was slightly startled, and his body shuddered for no apparent reason.
Not only him, Chen Pingping also looked up in surprise. The other party's sharp momentum made him hesitate in his heart unconsciously. Could it be that his previous guess was wrong?

Even Prime Minister Lin Ruofu, who seemed the most special at the side, came out of his listless mood and was no longer tired. He seemed to want to get to know the person in front of him all over again, and he was constantly weighing things in his mind.

Emperor Qing Li Yunqian's intention was simple. He just used the scene before his eyes and the words of his courtiers to reassure the people of the world. He suddenly said loudly: "Although we lost this battle, the Qing Kingdom has not fallen, and I am not dead yet!"

Over time, Emperor Qing's power and influence have become deeply rooted in people's hearts.

For no apparent reason, all the civil and military officials felt a surge of confidence in their hearts, and they knelt down with excitement, bowing their hands in agreement.

I don't know how many of them are expressing their true feelings and how many are just pretending to please.
"Chen Pingping!"

"The old minister is here."

"The discussions outside are too chaotic, which makes me unhappy. I order you to control public opinion in the Eighth Office of the Supervisory Council and spread the news of what happened in the palace today to calm the post-war disturbance. At the same time, do your best to find the whereabouts of Uncle Liuyun. Whether he is alive or dead, I want a definite answer!"

"I will definitely handle this matter for Your Majesty." Chen Pingping responded with a smile, and after replying, he controlled the wheelchair to move aside.

Functions and Chief Officials of the Supervisory Commission:

The First Division: supervises all officials in the capital and presides over Zhuge;
Division 2: Intelligence analysis and strategy development, main responsibility;

The third department: manufacturing poisons, hidden weapons and other unconventional weapons, hosted by Fei Jie (acting as the head, Senior Brother Leng);

Fourth: Monitoring and intelligence work outside Kyoto, hosted by Yan Ruohai;

Fifth place: Black Cavalry soldiers are armed, led by Jing Ge;

Sixth Division: Assassination and protection, hosted by Yingzi (Si Gujian's younger brother);

Section 7: Torture and interrogation, main organizer;

Department 8: Book publishing and management, control of public opinion, control of newspaper industry, sponsorship of Xuanjiu;
Seeing that the most difficult issue had been dealt with, the remaining issues were the rewards and punishments for the generals in this battle and the subsequent negotiations between the two countries. Emperor Qing calmly watched the scene. Although Qing Kingdom did not pay much attention to the etiquette in front of the palace, he noticed Fan Xian who was in a daze in the back from a distance. He suddenly frowned and said, "The beginning of this matter was actually caused by the assassination of Xie Lu Lang and the death of Lin Xiang's son..."

"Northern Qi and Dongyi City intended to cause chaos in our dynasty. In order to seek justice for Prime Minister Lin, we mobilized the entire country to send troops to Qi, but we did not expect to fail, losing three states and the lives of hundreds of thousands of men!"

Li Yunqian seemed to blame himself and said to Lin Ruofu: "The fault of this battle is mine! It is because I am incompetent and cannot avenge Prime Minister Lin. Prime Minister Lin, do you blame me in your heart?"

Lin Ruofu quickly stood up, bowed respectfully, and then responded with a choked voice: "I dare not, because your majesty has troubled me with my son's affairs, the soldiers have risked their lives, and the country has spent countless money. I am already terrified. Now that the situation between the two countries is like this, it seems that this is the fate of my son."

"I hope Your Majesty will not blame yourself too much and hurt your body!"

The Crown Prince and the Second Prince, who had been standing silently like mascots for a long time, finally moved and tried to comfort Prime Minister Lin with gentle words, saying that it was not his fault and that the dead could not be resurrected.
"I hope you don't blame me"

After sighing, all the emotions on Emperor Qing's face disappeared. He once again became the emperor of a country and said, "Qin Ye and Qin Heng, you have lost the battle and should be punished. Ye Zhong and Yan Xiaoyi have made contributions in defending the land and should be rewarded!"

"Fan Xian."

"You are also involved in this incident. What do you think of it?"

Very abrupt, this turn is very sudden! Hearing this, Fan Xian was shocked. Opinion? What opinion? I have no opinion!
How did this melon get eaten by me?

Does he hate Dongyi City and Northern Qi?
He hated the real culprit behind the scenes in the court! It was the eldest princess Li Yunrui!

Could it be that if I said I had dealt with the princess, His Majesty would be able to drive her out of Kyoto?
Hurrying out of the line and stepping forward, Fan Xian bowed and said, "I am a lowly person and my words are not taken seriously. I dare not judge the merits and demerits of the generals. Your Majesty loves me and seeks justice for me. No matter what the result is, I will no longer feel wronged! Now that the war between the two countries is over, it is true that peace talks are imminent, but there may be unexpected changes. Rewarding or punishing the generals at this time may cause instability in the army."

"Why not wait until the peace talks are over before making a decision?" Seeing that his son did not make any mistakes today and answered fairly tactfully, Fan Jian, who was at the front row, breathed a sigh of relief, retracted his gaze, and then looked straight ahead, with a focused expression as if there was some interesting thing going on in front of the hall that outsiders were unaware of.

Emperor Qing seemed unhappy, but there was a gleam of light in his eyes, which disappeared in a moment. He suddenly said: "Since you can understand all this, I will promote you to the fifth rank of Honglu Temple Junior Secretary, and you will be the assistant official of the peace talks and lead the peace talks between the two countries this time!"

"what?"

Deputy Foreign Minister? Negotiating with Northern Qi?

Even though he was previously the Assistant Minister of Taichang Temple, he had never been to the Ministry of Rites for a single day. All he did all day was menial work in the Supervisory Council. If he was suddenly asked to go to Dai State to negotiate, he wouldn't be able to do it!
"Do you have any objection?"

"I dare not! But I am young and ignorant, and I often act rashly. I am afraid that I cannot shoulder such a heavy responsibility. If I negotiate with Northern Qi on behalf of Qing, I am afraid that I will fail the emperor's grace, Your Majesty!" Fan Xian bowed his head hurriedly and said, "I hope Your Majesty will think twice!"

Emperor Qing waved his hand and asked the people around him calmly: "What do you think?"

The post-war negotiations were also the most important topic of discussion today. The palace was immediately filled with discussions. The Second Prince tilted his head to look at the smiling Crown Prince, and with an idea in mind, he smoothed his sleeves, stepped out of the group, and bowed, saying, "Your Majesty, please allow me to speak."

"Tell me about it."

"Yes."

Li Chengze's face was full of seriousness and he said firmly, "I believe Fan Xian can handle this matter."

"Fan Xian is very talented, not inferior to the queen of the enemy country. Not long after entering the capital, he wrote the poem "Climbing the High Tower" and the book "A Dream of Red Mansions". He also took on the positions of Supervisory Council and Assistant Law Officer of the Imperial Academy. He has a bright future. After much thought, I think such a person can represent the younger generation of our Qing Kingdom to negotiate with Northern Qi, to show that our Qing Kingdom has successors, and to curb the momentum of the enemy!"

Unbelievable!
It’s really unbelievable!
Fan Xian took a deep breath and stared at the Second Prince as if he wanted to do some underground boxing. His hands were itching!
"Well said." Emperor Qing smiled, which was rare for him, and everyone felt relieved. "Fan Xian, I know the doubts in your heart. If you don't know how to do it, you can ask Xin Qiwu, who is the envoy for this peace talk."

As expected, the emperor's intention is to let the prince participate in this. I don't know why he is thinking about this?

——Xin Qiwu was the prince’s disciple.

Seeing that Fan Xian was still hesitant, Emperor Qing waved his hand and wanted to ask him to leave, "This matter is settled, Fan Xian, do your job well"

Helplessly, the matter was settled, and Fan Xian had no choice but to bow and retreat. The Second Prince, who thought he had done a favor to Fan Xian, curled his lips and retreated to his original position.

"Chen Pingping and Fan Xian stay, the rest can go!"

Emperor Qing seemed tired, his voice slowed down and he leaned back in his chair.

Eunuch Hou stepped forward and shouted at the top of his voice: "Dismiss the court!"

"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"

As the ministers left, the Second Prince looked up and smiled at the Crown Prince, then left. The Crown Prince was left standing alone, thinking about the reason why His Majesty had only kept Fan Xian and the other two.
Seeing the princess slowly leaving, some thoughts emerged in his mind. After leaving Taiji Hall, he headed towards Yongxin Palace.
At this time, apart from Hong Sixiang and Eunuch Hou, there were only Emperor Qing and three others in the palace, not even a single extra eunuch or palace maid left.

Seeing that Emperor Qing was about to stand up, Fan Xian ignored the rules and hurried forward and said, "Your Majesty, I will support you."

Emperor Qing seemed to find it a little funny. He glanced at the grinning Fan Xian and snorted, "I am not old yet."

Although he said so, he still stood up with the support of Fan Xian.
This action made Eunuch Hou look up in surprise for a moment, and then he pushed Chen Pingping's wheelchair and followed behind. He did not see the strange smile that flashed across the face of the person under him, while Hong Sixiang, who was responsible for the guarding, did not even move, and had no intention of stopping him.

As the group walked towards the imperial study, Emperor Qing looked at the palace, which was so familiar to him that it seemed as if there had been no changes in the past twenty years. For a moment, he felt that it was too old-fashioned and lacked the figure of a woman as lively as Fan Xian. In a trance, he could faintly hear the haunting laughter of silver bells.

But when he listened carefully, he found that the laughter overlapped with Fan Xian's voice, making it impossible to tell the difference:

"His Majesty?"

After sighing for a while, Emperor Qing asked quietly, "Fan Xian, have you ever heard of this saying: All the Zhongxiu in the world is worth one stone, but Cao Zijian alone has eight pecks?"

Fan Xian paused, his heart trembling wildly!

I have already heard Wang Qinian's saying 'the closer you are to the red, the redder you become', and now I have heard the allusion of 'high talent' from Emperor Qing. He even got Cao Zijian's name right. I know in my heart that there is no chance of luck!
How could he not be shocked?

How can I not be afraid!
"I have heard this before, but for a moment I have forgotten where I heard it."

Subconsciously, Fan Xian supported Emperor Qing's hand with a little force, but Chen Pingping's wheelchair remained facing His Majesty, just as it had become a habit over the years.

Li Yunqian turned his head thoughtfully, not caring about the remaining strength in his arm, and continued to mutter: "This was told to me by an old friend. How similar is it to the world today?"

"The martial arts of the world are the best in the world, and there are always a limited number of them. Northern Qi has gained a Li An'er, and my Qing Kingdom has lost a Ye Liuyun."

From what Emperor Qing said, he had confirmed the truth of Ye Liuyun's death!

It seemed that the previous instructions to Chen Pingping were just a formality.
"Everything is subject to this principle. However, there are variables in the process. There are always some people who can transcend it and are not restricted by heaven and earth. That is the temple!"

He took another step, and the warmth only remained on this emperor for a moment. He sighed and said:
"Now that you and Chen Pingping are here, you come and answer me!"

"Is Wuzhu in Kyoto now?"

　Wow, I was in such a hurry that I didn’t even come up with a title!

　　There will be another chapter later, making up for yesterday's. I went out for a drink yesterday, so I'll make up for it today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)