Under One Person: Starting from the Inheritance of Gods

Chapter 400 Emperor Qing: My words, what's wrong with me saying them?
"Man Jiang Hong: The Sandstorm"

Fan Xian sighed, "This is making me learn from Song Ci!"

Wang Qinian, not understanding his meaning, asked, "Young Master Fan, who is this Song Ci?"

"A good official, a good official who is skilled in criminal justice, upright and capable, and clear-minded in hearing cases!"

Fan Xian looked at the calligraphy scroll, his heart filled with complex emotions. He then solemnly handed it to Deng Ziyue, saying, "Hang it in the main hall as a constant reminder!"

Fan Xian turned around, his tired face dark and unreadable, staring blankly at the files. They might only contain a few scrolls of paper, but behind them lay a human life.

He accepted the position of Assistant Prefect of Kyoto Prefecture with the intention of finding out the real culprit in the Niulan Street assassination case, but after seeing these files, Fan Xian suddenly felt very sad.

Unlike the world I once lived in, human life here is as worthless as grass.

Fan Xian suddenly understood why his mother, Ye Qingmei, had erected such a stone tablet at the entrance of the Supervisory Council.

If fairness were to disappear from the world, people would be left to live in endless darkness.

Even the self-proclaimed impartial Oversight Council is now turning a deaf ear to these files. Where is justice? Where is fairness?
Questioning Ye Qingmei, understanding Ye Qingmei, becoming Ye Qingmei—in the moment of truly facing the darkness, Fan Xian finally understood!
If Qing Kingdom is not fundamentally changed, then people like Teng Zijing, the wronged souls in these case files, and the common people whose lives are as worthless as grass will repeat the same mistakes in the future, becoming puppets manipulated at will by the powerful and wealthy, and sacrifices that can be discarded at will.

Fan Xian's fingers gently traced the yellowed files, the rough texture on his fingertips seemingly reminding him that behind these papers were once vibrant lives.

All I can do now is give them a fair outcome!
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In the days that followed, Fan Xian investigated the Niulan Street assassination case while also clearing up old cases.

With the covert support of Chen Pingping and Emperor Qing, many corrupt officials, those who disregarded human life and violated the laws of Qing Kingdom were imprisoned in the capital city and the Imperial Censorate.

Among them are people from the Crown Prince, people from the Second Prince, people from the Eldest Princess, and even people from Lin Ruofu.

To his ministers, Fan Xian was like a mad dog, relentlessly attacking them.

Similarly, this caused resentment to boil over in the imperial court, with people impeaching Fan Xian every day.

Faced with these people, Emperor Qing, thoroughly annoyed, slammed his fist on the table, a rare occurrence for him: "Your own hands are dirty, and now that it's been discovered, do you still have the nerve to say it?"

"Look at these case files that Fan Xian submitted!"

"There are five Grand Secretaries in the Hanlin Academy at present, and I have no choice but to dismiss four of them. There are also three Ministers in the Six Ministries, and I have no choice but to dismiss them. Look at these seven people!"

"Which of them doesn't have graying temples? Which one isn't a pillar of the court? Which one isn't from a powerful and influential family? When they're rotten, my heart breaks."

“Our ancestors entrusted the country to me, but it has turned out like this. I am heartbroken and I have sinned against Daqing. I have failed my ancestors and heaven and earth. I wish I could dismiss myself.”

"And you, though you all stand on the dry bank with such high-sounding faces, are you really that clean?"

"I know that some of you are even more corrupt than these seven. I advise you all to lay your hearts and lungs out in the sun, wash them clean, and tidy them up!"

"I now understand that the greatest concern of the Great Qing lies not in the Northern Qi, but in the court, right here in the Hall of State Affairs!"

"They are among my own sons and ministers!"

"It's like this rotting sore. If it rots a little here, it will rot a lot in Daqing. If it rots all over you, uprisings will break out all over Daqing, leaving us nowhere to be buried!"

Emperor Qing reprimanded his ministers like they were his grandsons, none of them daring to raise their heads. There was nothing they could do, since they were in the wrong.

At the same time, their hatred for Fan Xian intensified. However, it wasn't without its gains; at least those stubborn bastards in the Censorate found Fan Xian extremely agreeable.

Of course, Emperor Qing couldn't possibly take action against all his officials at once, otherwise it would inevitably cause turmoil in the court. After a reprimand, he simply picked up the matter heavily and put it down lightly. After beheading a few people to appease public anger, he turned the page.

This made Fan Xian and his two companions, who had painstakingly collected evidence of the crime, even more disappointed with Emperor Qing and the imperial court, but it also strengthened Fan Xian's resolve in a certain way.

But in the eyes of the common people, Fan Xian became Fan Qingtian (a paragon of justice). When corrupt officials were killed, the common people cheered, and Fan Xian felt ashamed of himself.

Soon after, despite the delays caused by those long-standing cases, Fan Xian still managed to trace the investigation back to Northern Qi, especially since Chen Pingping and Meng Fan had already abandoned the second-in-command of Northern Qi's secret agents to Fan Xian.

Fan Xian didn't spend much effort.

After some interrogation, Fan Xian finally learned from him who wanted to kill him.

"Lin Gong?!"

"My future brother-in-law?"

Despite Fan Xian's incredulous questioning, the deputy leader of the Northern Qi spy team underwent several more rounds of interrogation, only to receive the same answer.

Fan Xian had no choice but to believe this fact.

Just as the deputy leader of the Northern Qi spies was captured, Lin Gong received word of it and fled the capital.

Just as Fan Xian was caught in a dilemma in the Kyoto government office.

Wu Zhu, who had been hiding by Fan Xian's side all along, finally made his move. He would no longer tolerate anyone trying to kill Fan Xian. So, when Fan Xian had a solid alibi, Lin Gong was killed.

In Chen Pingping's plan, Lin Gong also had to die. If he didn't die, how could Lin Ruofu wholeheartedly support Fan Xian?

Outside Kyoto, in an abandoned courtyard.

Chen Pingping only appeared here after Wu Zhu killed Lin Gong and others.

"Fifth Brother was a bit careless with his work, so I'll take care of the rest!"

Chen Pingping, wielding a sharp sword, mimicked the Four-Look Sword's attack technique. His movements were unpredictable, as if he had split into four figures, accurately stabbing those people to their wounds and making appropriate disguises.

If it's impossible to fake, simply use your true energy to turn it into dust, so that people can immediately tell it was done by a grandmaster.

Now, there's truly no way to prove it when the dead are alive.

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In the Drunken Immortal Abode.

A chessboard lay before Meng Fan, with black and white pieces resembling a coiled dragon, intertwined and constantly battling each other.

Meng Fan smiled and said, "The mid-game is over, now it's time for the final battle!"

Meng Fanyuan has put in this much effort into the world of Joy of Life; as for the rest, he'll just let nature take its course.
He should also make some arrangements for the future of the Joy of Life world.

Meng Fan's gaze pierced through the vast ocean to the east of Qing Kingdom, landing on another desolate continent where colossal beasts, not yet completely eradicated, roamed freely.

(End of this chapter)