From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 101 The Bull Blocks the Street and the Murderous Aura Remains

Yishiju, third floor private room

Fan Xian was reflecting on whether his thoughts were too dark.

Prince Jing's son, Li Hongcheng, had only invited him for a drink, so why did he think of winning over others or seizing the throne?
He was just a country bumpkin who had just come from Danzhou.

Even though his father had great power in the court and had just been promoted to the Minister of Revenue, how much could it have to do with him, an illegitimate son?

As for marrying the prime minister's daughter and taking charge of the inner treasury, such things have not yet been decided. No one can predict what the future will be like.

It's because my thoughts are too dark and complicated!

He sighed inwardly, looking at the mad Li Hongcheng in front of him with embarrassment. He wanted to persuade him, but didn't know where to start.

Li Hongcheng invited him to today's party, and he was the only one invited.

At the beginning, Li Hongcheng was normal, drinking and chatting about interesting things in Kyoto, but after a few drinks, something went wrong.

He began to confide in Fan Xian, telling him how much he loved Fan Ruoruo and how much he wanted to marry her...

This is very embarrassing. I am Fan Xian, her brother, not her. Why are you confiding in me?
Besides, my sister is already married, okay? What do you mean?
After venting his feelings, he started to complain, complaining that the prince was not a good son. He knew clearly that he liked Fan Ruoruo, but still stole her away and didn't take him, the Prince of Jing, seriously at all.

After complaining, he wanted to vent his anger. Look at the dishes, wine and food, and scattered tables and chairs on the ground. If Fan Xian didn't know a little bit of martial arts, the leftover soup might have splashed onto his new clothes.

"The prince, who the hell is he!"

Li Hongcheng was drunk and completely let himself go.

"What kind of person is he? He's always pretending to be serious, telling others not to do this or that, but he himself is always looking at the pot while having his cake and eating it too. He's just a bastard, a jerk..."

Fan Xian rubbed his head and looked at the group of followers who were trying hard to control their master. He didn't know whether to leave or stay. It was just... very awkward.

This is Yishiju, the most famous restaurant in Kyoto. Although it is night, there are many diners. There are also many people on the third floor, including many dignitaries and officials in the court.

There was such a big commotion in this private room, and people could vaguely hear nonsense like "The prince is a good-for-nothing", which immediately aroused the interest of many people.

In this situation, Fan Xian watched as Li Hongcheng's followers dared not make any big movements and were completely unable to control Li Hongcheng. Hearing Li Hongcheng's words becoming more and more outrageous, and about to say something about the hatred of having his wife stolen, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, took a step forward, and hit him on the back of the neck with a palm knife.

All the sounds stopped abruptly, and Li Hongcheng fell into a baby-like sleep.

"Hurry up and send the prince back home. It's getting late." Fan Xian said to the chief attendant.

"Thank you, Master Fan, thank you, Master Fan!"

The head attendant's face turned pale. Ever since the Crown Prince's wedding, their prince had been in a very bad mood and had even caused trouble in the mansion. However, Prince Jing's mansion had strict controls on his subordinates, so there hadn't been any rumors. But today was different, this was Yishiju!
Looking at the figures outside, he could already imagine how this matter would be spread tomorrow.

These guards were bound to be beaten.

With a bitter face, he carried the sleeping prince out of the private room. Before leaving, he thanked Fan Xian again and then left.

"What the hell is going on?"

Fan Xian shook his head, jumped out of the window of the private room, called out to Fujiko Jing who was still waiting for him on the roadside, got on the carriage, and went straight to the Fan Mansion.

What an unjust disaster!

In the carriage, Fan Xian lamented again.

"Old Teng, has Prince Jing always been like this?"

Fujiko Kyo, who was driving in front, froze, shook his head, and said strangely, "I haven't heard of this. Prince Jing has always been gentle and polite. I've never heard of him getting drunk. Maybe he was stimulated by the news of the young lady's marriage." "Is he and Ruoruo close? I haven't heard of it!"

"You can't say that. Although the Jing Palace has a good relationship with the Fan Palace, Prince Jing has only been to the Fan Palace a few times. He and the young lady are just nodding acquaintances, and there is absolutely no personal relationship between them."

"That's true, but if today's incident gets out, I'm afraid Kyoto will be in an uproar tomorrow." Fan Xian was in a very bad mood. This matter was related to his sister's reputation, and his sister had already married into the Eastern Palace. If this got to the Eastern Palace and reached the ears of the prince, causing misunderstandings, how would Ruoruo deal with it?
After thinking this through, he suddenly felt that his previous blow was too light. At least this guy should have been kept in bed for ten days or half a month.

When the carriage reached Niulan Street, Fan Xian felt more and more suffocated the more he thought about it. He gently lifted the curtain to get some fresh air. Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his eyebrows and his heartbeat accelerated violently.

not good!

Subconsciously, he rolled over and rushed out of the carriage.

Chop chop chop chop chop…

A rain of arrows shot from all directions, targeting the carriage he was in.

Fan Xian grabbed Fujiko Kyo, and the two of them rolled out from under the carriage. Using the carriage as cover, they slipped out into a nearby house.

boom! !

A huge stone roller fell from the sky and hit the house. In an instant, the small house was smashed into pieces, and Fan Xian and Fujiko Kyo were exposed again.

In the darkness, several figures suddenly appeared and rushed towards the archers in the dark, and the two groups of people fought in a group.

An assassination took place as scheduled. Unlike the original, this time, Fan Jian was more cautious because of the last assassination and secretly sent a lot of guards instead of the four in the original. The archers were quickly cleared out and began to besiege the three assassins headed by Cheng Jushu together with Fan Xian.

An assassination that ended quickly.

East Palace
Li Chengqian, who had just finished doing what he loved and was sleeping soundly with his concubine in his arms, suddenly opened his eyes and turned over.

"Your Highness, what's wrong?" Fan Ruoruo asked in a daze while half asleep.

"Maybe something happened. You should go to sleep first." Li Chengqian said softly, got out of bed, put on his clothes, and walked out the door. Outside the door, Mao Qiwu was already standing respectfully at the bottom of the steps.

"What happened? It's the middle of the night. Did the old man collapse?"

The corner of Mao Qiwu's eye twitched slightly, and he said calmly, "Fan Xian was assassinated on Niulan Street."

"Niulan Street?" Li Chengqian was very surprised. The assassination on Niulan Street was one of the famous scenes in the original novel, and the eldest princess was behind it, but that was in the original novel.

The current princess does not have such motive. If you say that the princess secretly planned to assassinate Fan Xian, Li Chengqian would not believe it.

Thinking of this, he asked, "Who did it?"

"On the surface, it was Cheng Jushu, an eighth-rank expert from Northern Qi. Secretly, it was contacted by the Red Gorge Academy. The second person behind the scenes was Prince Zhao."

"Second brother?" Li Chengqian narrowed his eyes. "Where's Li Hongcheng? Did he participate?"

"Li Hongcheng invited guests tonight, but I don't know whether he knew about it or not. However, even if he had no involvement, it's hard to explain what happened."

"So, my uncle Prince Jing is going to have a headache?"

Mao Qiwu just lowered his head and smiled.

"What about my aunt? Does she have anything to do with this?"

"Probably not. The princess has been dealing with the Northern Qi salt industry in recent days." He paused, "The assassins from the Northern Qi salt merchants have already entered the capital."

(End of this chapter)