Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 507: Lord Shangshu, you are finally here. That Zhang Qingyang is really going too far.

Qianyang Palace.

In the main hall, more than ten censors from the Censorate, vice ministers from the Ministry of Justice, provincial judges, and several scholars from the Hanlin Academy were in chaos.

Some people had sad faces, like complaining women, mumbling softly.

Some people were filled with righteous indignation, as if they were about to rush out of the hall.

There are also people with a surge of great power in their bodies and solemn expressions, as if they are ready to sacrifice their lives for justice and defend the truth with their bodies.

When has there ever been such a bloodbath in the Great Qin Imperial City?
It’s not that there are no murders in the imperial city, but there is no such unclear killing!

This is a broken rule!

Emperor Yuankang, sitting in the hall, looked indifferent and just watched quietly.

"Ahem, be quiet."

Yu Kuizhen, who was standing at the foot of the jade steps, coughed lightly and spoke loudly.

With a slight boost of the Qi and blood power of the martial arts grandmaster, his voice echoed in the hall, and a trace of spiritual power had suppressed all other sounds.

The hall fell silent for a moment.

The imperial censors and scholars of the Hanlin Academy looked at each other, then quietly raised their heads and looked at the seated Emperor Yuankang.

The emperor's expression was so calm that they couldn't figure it out for a moment.

The Fifth Prince's Mansion.

The fifth prince Ying Li paced in the hall with his hands behind his back, a look of joy on his face.

Several people have just reported that Zhang Qingyang, the head of the Wuyu Division, killed people in the Dali Temple and the Ministry of Justice.

"Has Zhang Qingyang gone mad? He still thinks the Imperial City is the northwest border. Is he still the military guard in black leather?"

Li Wenyuan, dressed in a green robe, chuckled and spoke, with a hint of contempt on his face.

At the side, Xu Wenyuan, the former Minister of Rites, shook his head and said, "Daqin is simply too vast. These warriors have little education and act only for the sake of momentary pleasure. Ultimately, they will never achieve great things."

"Your Majesty even arranged for this Qingyang Marquis to study. Haha, with his character, even ten more years of study would be useless."

Xu Wenyuan's words made the other people in the hall laugh.

Guo Wenhua frowned slightly, but did not speak.

"Your Highness, Zhang Qingyang's rash response shows that he is just a reckless man and is not a cause for concern." Li Wenyuan bowed and said to the fifth prince.

The fifth prince chuckled and nodded. Just as he was about to speak, he heard hurried footsteps outside the door.

"Your Highness, the Marquis of Qingyang led his troops to the outside of Qianyang Palace and blocked it off. He wants to arrest the censors and university scholars who came to the palace to make remonstrations."

Chen Zhengyi, who was wearing a green robe, was running towards him with a look of surprise on his face and sweat on his forehead.

Next to him was Zhao Fuguo, a wealthy businessman dressed in a sweaty brocade robe.

"Your Highness, the Heavenly Guards are arresting people everywhere in the streets, and the people are already protesting."

"We were almost caught by those black dogs and sent to the prison..."

There was no panic in Zhao Fuguo's words, but excitement instead.

To commit oneself to the game is the way to achieve great things.

Sure enough, the fifth prince nodded, his eyes shining with brilliance.

"Okay, once the people have more to say, I will personally go to Qianyang Palace."

"When the time comes, the students of the Imperial City Academy, together with the civil servants from various departments, will submit a petition together, and the power of the Heavenly Guardian will be shackled."

The fifth prince clenched his fists, his face showing an expression of uncontrollable joy.

He knew clearly what kind of status he would have in the eyes of the civil servants if he accomplished this.

At that time, as long as he gave a little push and all the officials wrote petitions to the emperor, his mother, Concubine Jia, would become the Queen of Qin, which would be a natural outcome.

The Fifth Prince's eyes twitched as he recalled how his mother shed tears over the chance for his father to dine with him in Nanyuan.

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Outside the Qianyang Palace, Linglan King Ying Chongxiao, dressed in a black imperial robe, walked side by side with the Minister of Rites, Wang Anzhi.

Not far in front of the two men, a team of black-armored soldiers stood at the foot of the stone steps of Qianyang Palace.

Zhang Yuan, wearing a black robe and with his hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist, stood in front of the soldiers.

"That's Marquis Qingyang, he's so young..." Wang Anzhi, with gray hair and beard, whispered with emotion on his face.

"The power of heaven and earth in Yongtianzhou is rising, the young people are becoming stronger, and the Great Qin has finally reached the time when its foundation will flourish."

Wang Anzhi turned his head slightly and looked at Ying Chongxiao.

"King Linglan, I heard that you and this Qingyang Marquis are old acquaintances. Do you understand his methods?"

Zhang Yuan's rise was so rapid that even Wang Anzhi, the Minister of Rites, could not figure out the thoughts of the new head of the Wuyusi for a while.

Hearing Wang Anzhi's words, King Linglan smiled lightly.

He didn't answer, but instead asked, "In Minister Wang's opinion, what kind of person is Zhang Qingyang?"

what kind of person?

Wang Anzhi walked forward, getting closer and closer to Qianyang Palace, and Zhang Yuan's figure became clearer and clearer.

"Young people naturally have courage and determination. I am old and don't have his drive anymore."

"Your Majesty employs him because he values ​​his fighting spirit."

With his eyes slightly narrowed, Wang Anzhi slowed down his pace.

"What I'm worried about is killing people with a knife. This Qingyang Marquis kills for the sake of killing. Is he really a bloodthirsty person? Or is he just drawing his knife to intimidate everyone?"

"If it's the former, I'm just a reckless man. If it's the latter..."

His voice paused, and he said softly, "He who is in charge of the Military and Imperial Guards has so many concerns. This is not a blessing for all officials, nor for Your Majesty or the Great Qin."

Wang Anzhi's words made Linglan King Ying Chongxiao pause for a moment, and then he burst into laughter.

"You are such a sour scholar, you are really vicious."

"According to you, in the final analysis, no matter what Zhang Qingyang did today, it was wrong."

He looked at Wang Anzhi, his expression solemn: "Then you said that this chaos was instigated by others. You don't refute others, but instead criticize Zhang Qingyang."

"In the eyes of you Confucian and Taoist officials, whatever a warrior does is wrong."

Wang Anzhi shook his head and said softly, "He is not a warrior, but a Heavenly Guardian."

"If Zhang Qingyang takes this step back today, the Heavenly Guardian will be under control. If he doesn't retreat..."

Wang Anzhi didn't say anything else, but straightened his clothes and stepped onto the stone steps of the hall.

When he walked past Zhang Yuan, he paused slightly and walked straight ahead.

King Linglan looked at Zhang Yuan, smiled and nodded, then strode up the stone steps and walked into the Qianyang Palace.

When the two men entered Qianyang Palace, the civil servants instantly felt reassured.

"Sir Shangshu, you are finally here. That Zhang Qingyang is really going too far—"

"King Linglan, blocking the Qianyang Palace, has this Wu Yusi become so arrogant?"

"Sir, I am incompetent and allowed Zhang Qingyang to kill people in my Ministry of Justice. I am ashamed to face my colleagues in this department. I resign..."

Wang Anzhi's face was tense, while King Linglan looked calm. The two of them walked quickly forward until they reached the jade steps of the main hall.

The two men stood still, and the hall gradually became quiet.

The emperor's gaze fell on Wang Anzhi and King Linglan.

"Your Majesty, the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Clan Court have drawn up candidates for marriage with the State of Qi based on the imperial family roster."

"This humble servant and King Linglan have jointly investigated and currently have three princesses available for consideration."

"The situation in Qi is still unresolved. As for whether to accept Prince Jiang Zhengcheng's marriage proposal, our Ministry of Rites has not yet reached a consensus. I can only ask Your Majesty to make the decision."

Wang Anzhi took out the scroll in his hand, bowed to the emperor and spoke.

(End of this chapter)