Huangxiu

Chapter 39 Disposal
Chu Zhiyuan frowned immediately: "Hou Tu Tang?"

"It's Houtu Hall!" Gao Lingfeng sneered: "They are so arrogant. I knew they would get into big trouble one day!"

Chu Zhiyuan sat back at the table and waved his hand: "Master Gao, please sit down and tell me the details."

"Yes." Gao Lingfeng clasped his fists and sat on the armchair under the steps.

"Someone, bring tea." Chu Zhiyuan said loudly.

A clerk came in quickly and served tea.

Gao Lingfeng took the teacup, opened the lid, took a sip, and put it on the table. He cleared his throat and said in a deep voice, "This happened last night."

"Ah."

"Last night, Hou Tu Tang disciples and Fei Hua Jian Sect disciples were in a library. They had an argument over a woman and ended up fighting. Two Fei Hua Jian Sect disciples were injured, one slightly and one seriously. Two Hou Tu Tang disciples were slightly injured."

“How many people are involved?”

"Two Feihua Sword Sect disciples faced off against two Houtu Hall disciples. Miss Linglong from Zhenlongxuan was the lover of a Houtu Hall disciple. When she was drinking with a Feihua Sword Sect disciple, a Houtu Sect disciple happened to come over. The two sides first quarreled and eventually fought... Hey, these martial artists are all like this. They would draw their swords at any time and would not stop until blood was drawn!"

"How badly was the injured person from Feihua Sword Sect injured?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.

"His arm was broken and he bled a lot. He's pretty much disabled."

"Is your life safe?"

"At least no one was killed."

"That is not bad."

Chu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.

The nature of a case where someone is killed or not is completely different, just like the criminal cases and civil cases in the previous life.

"What about people?"

"They are all detained at the Zhenwu Division."

"How will the Zhenwu Division deal with this?"

"For this kind of thing, no one was killed and it was a sect dispute. The Zhenwu Division will first see what our Zongwu Division thinks."

"What does the doctor mean?"

"Master Langzhong, let your Excellency make the decision."

"...Hey!" Chu Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head.

They are all old foxes.

Gao Lingfeng said: "Sir, we must not be lenient this time. We must teach them a lesson and set some rules for their sect!"

"What rules?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.

Gao Lingfeng straightened his face and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, no matter who they are, must abide by the law and follow the rules of the court. Otherwise, if the disciples are unfilial, then the sect will be implicated!"

“This rule…” Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: “If we really do this, I’m afraid there will be endless troubles everywhere.”

He once wondered why the imperial court was so indulgent and lax in its control over the martial arts sects. With the power of the imperial court, it could even make the martial arts sects behave themselves and be submissive.

But the reality is that this is not the case. The imperial court does not suppress the martial arts sects, and the Zhenwu Division only deals with those who commit crimes.

He didn't know the specific reason, but he knew there must be a reason.

Then, as a prince, he should not go against the imperial court, but should strictly regulate the martial arts sects and tighten the control over them.

Gao Lingfeng cares about the world, upholds justice, and wants to eliminate the negative influence of the martial arts sects, but this is a kind of idealism.

I am not the same kind of person as Gao Lingfeng.

Being selfless and enforcing the law impartially is certainly good, but my goal is not to be a good official, but to become a grandmaster.

If you want to become a grandmaster, you should focus on cultivation. Official positions are only for gaining resources for cultivation through meritorious service. There is no need to compete with the various martial arts sects.

Living in harmony with others is the most worry-free and trouble-free way.

Gao Lingfeng said in a deep voice: "Are you afraid of trouble, sir?"

"I am indeed afraid of trouble." Chu Zhiyuan nodded without hesitation.

"Sir!" Gao Lingfeng said hurriedly, "Sir, you are a noble descendant of the royal family. How noble you are! Why are you afraid of these guys?"

"Okay, Mr. Gao," Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand and said, "Just let them wait and don't let the Zhenwu Division release them."

"That……"

"See who jumps out." Chu Zhiyuan said.

Gao Lingfeng widened his eyes and swallowed.

If we really keep holding people hostage like this, the pressure will only grow.

Not to mention the Feihua Sword Sect, it will lead to the Grandmaster Song, and as for the Houtu Hall, it may lead to the Thirteenth Prince Huai.

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Mr. Gao, how is it?"

Gao Lingfeng was not optimistic about this idea and said, "Think twice, sir."

"Inappropriate?" Chu Zhiyuan smiled even more.

"...Sir, I'm afraid Zhenwusi doesn't want to bear this responsibility."

"Then how should we deal with it?"

"Well... Sir, there are precedents for these things."

"Give each of them fifty lashes, and then impose a heavy punishment?" Chu Zhiyuan laughed and said, "How heavy a punishment is usually?"

Although Gao Lingfeng was upright, he was not really stupid. He was not ignorant, but he just disdained to do it and stuck to his belief. I had read some records of the Zongwu Division in Tongtian Pavilion, and I knew how to deal with jealousy and fighting: each of them was given fifty lashes.

Don’t worry about who wins or loses. There’s nothing to say if you lose. Just blame yourself for not being as skilled as your opponent and go back to practice hard.

However, there is no direct pursuit of sect responsibility, only individuals.

Gao Lingfeng is too greedy.

"Deduct merit." Gao Lingfeng sneered, "Merit is their lifeblood and their sore spot."

Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said, "All four of them were deducted two ninth-grade merits? ... Do you have the interrogation files?"

"It's still going through the process at the Zhenwu Division. It will probably be submitted tomorrow."

"Then we'll talk about it after we look at the files tomorrow."

Before you figure things out, you can't make a rash decision. There are precedents to follow, but you also have to figure out whether they can be followed, whether it's really jealousy or there's something else going on.

"Your Excellency is wise!" Gao Lingfeng clasped his fists.

"Master Gao..." Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile, "Master Gao has learned to beat around the bush. The officialdom can really change people."

"Sir..." Gao Lingfeng said hurriedly.

Chu Zhiyuan said: "Master Gao is afraid that I will favor Feihua Sword Sect, right?... In fact, it won't hurt for them to suffer a little loss at this time."

The Feihua Sword Sect still hasn't put itself in the right position.

The imperial court did not want to rely on them, but for the sake of Grandmaster Song's face, it opened a convenient door for them to enter the Zhenwu Division.

But that's all.

If they think that the court will take better care of them in other aspects, then they are too self-indulgent.

The Feihua Sword School has always taken itself too seriously and had too good of an opinion of itself.

"Yes." Gao Lingfeng clasped his fists in admiration: "Your Excellency is indeed thoughtful and has good intentions. I hope they can understand."

He sighed inwardly.

I knew that the Fourth Prince was intelligent, but I didn't expect him to be so smart and so careful in his actions. Could this be the power of the Emperor's bloodline?

He is born wise and can see through people's hearts.

I originally thought that my cultivation was sufficient, but in front of him, all my experience became a joke. Who would have thought that he was only twenty years old and had been locked up in the palace for twenty years?

"Go ahead." Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand.

"Yes." Gao Lingfeng clasped his fists deeply and stepped out.

Chu Zhiyuan watched him leave, frowned and thought for a moment, feeling emotional.

This is the officialdom. Even the most upright person will be tempted by his own thoughts.

……

He had just returned to his newly bought house when Guo Chi came in to report that Huang Shirong had arrived.

Chu Zhiyuan stood up to greet him.

Beside the bustling Fenghuang Street, Huang Shirong stood at the foot of the doorstep, wearing an apricot-yellow silk shirt, her figure as graceful as a swaying willow branch.

Two girls in white followed him.

Chu Zhiyuan stepped out of the door, clasped his fists and greeted her with a smile, then led her inside.

Huang Shirong walked in gracefully, her bright eyes blinked: "Is this the new house of the prince?"

When she was patrolling the street, the guards from Prince Qing's Mansion came to her and said that the Fourth Prince wanted to see her, so she came without hesitation.

"Let's go in and talk."

Chu Zhiyuan led her to sit at the stone table in the small pavilion in the courtyard.

The bright sunshine shone into the yard. A patch of green bamboo branches at the foot of the wall swayed gently, and the rustling sound seemed to block out the noise from the street outside.

Zou Fang served tea.

After Chu Zhiyuan finished his tea, he slowly put down the white porcelain cup and asked, "Did Hall Master Huang hear about the conflict between the Feihua Sword Sect and the Houtu Sect last night?"

"It's in the East First Hall area," Huang Shirong frowned and shook her head, "Jealousy is very common."

"Is there any other shadow behind?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.

Huang Shirong's eyes flickered, and she whispered, "Your Highness, do you suspect that someone is secretly manipulating and deliberately causing a conflict between the disciples of the two sects?"

"We have to be on guard."

"...I will inform the head of the East First Hall, Mr. He, and give him a reminder."

Chu Zhiyuan pointed around the courtyard and said with a smile, "Master Huang, how do you think my house is?"

Huang Shirong looked around, then moved her lotus feet to look around, then came back to him and smiled, "Don't you mind the noise, my lord?"

The front door of this house faces Phoenix Avenue, where there is a bustling crowd day and night. Even if you sleep in the second or third courtyard, it will still be noisy.

"I like the excitement."

"Then this place is quite nice. It's the busiest place in the bustling city."

The two chatted for some more time, and then Huang Shirong said goodbye and left.

Chu Zhiyuan had a feeling that this matter was not that simple, but he hoped that he was just overthinking it.

I can finally concentrate on practicing the Sword Washing Technique!
(End of this chapter)