From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 156: The East Palace throws bait to wait for your return

"So, that little formation is actually useful?!"

At dusk, Li Chengqian returned to the East Palace and smiled as he looked at Mao Qiwu, whose aura had been restrained and looked like an ordinary person.

"Yes, the prince is truly a scholar. He only needs a few small trees and a few stones to lock the servant's breath in this small courtyard, without causing any unnecessary trouble." Mao Qiwu's tone was more respectful than before.

After becoming a grandmaster, he saw a world that was completely different from before.

But in this different world, the prince seemed to be the same as before, making him feel unfathomable and beyond his comprehension.

"Those are just minor details." Li Chengqian seemed very satisfied with the result. "Next, there is one more thing I need you to do."

"Please give me your instructions, Your Highness."

"You know about the serial murder case in the south, right?!"

"The death of a governor has caused quite a stir," Mao Qiwu said. "So, has this matter been handed over to the Eastern Palace?"

"The old man wants to use this incident to find out the bottom line of the Eastern Palace. If possible, it would be a good opportunity to kill someone with a borrowed knife!" Li Chengqian said with a smile.

"Huh?!" Mao Qiwu heard the hidden meaning in Li Chengqian's words, "Is it Ye Liuyun?"

"Of course it's not him. He's not crazy. He's the temple messenger."

"Temple messenger?!" Mao Qiwu was shocked. Although he knew that there were temples in this world and that there was the Qing Temple in Qing Country, for these two places, one was out of reach and the other was ignored.

In fact, he also doesn't believe that there is a God in this world.

When Li Chengqian mentioned it suddenly, it immediately touched upon his blind spot in knowledge.

"Qi Wu, this world is huge, much bigger than you know. The temple messenger is just one of them."

"This slave is stupid."

"It's nothing, actually. You've met the Temple Messenger before and fought him. How could you have forgotten?"

"You mean, Wuzhu?!"

"That's him. Every temple messenger has a Grandmaster-level combat capability. This temple messenger is about the same as him. In terms of strength, the difference between the two is huge. Maybe a little bit worse, but they are both able to fight Wu Zhu to a draw."

"My slave understands."

Thinking of Wuzhu, a strong fighting spirit flashed in Mao Qiwu's eyes.

The last time they fought, he had no power to fight back. If Li Chengqian hadn't been there, he wouldn't even be able to escape.

But now, it's different.

He has become a master and really wants to have another fight with Wuzhu.

"This time, it was Father who specifically asked you to go."

"Your Majesty, do you have new ideas about the Eastern Palace?!" A cold light flashed in Mao Qiwu's eyes.

"His thoughts are not important. Chen Pingping is dead, and the bunch of paralyzed people he left behind are enough for him to deal with." Li Chengqian sneered.

The Supervisory Commission with Chen Pingping and the Supervisory Commission without Chen Pingping are completely two different things.

When Chen Pingping was alive, he concealed his thoughts tightly, without revealing a single flaw, but he died.

There is no way to keep a secret about the dead.

Among those evil-minded small groups in the Supervisory Council, none of them is qualified and influential enough to take the lead alone.

Because of his death, the Supervisory Office will inevitably be in chaos for a while, and in this chaos, many inconspicuous things hidden underwater will emerge.

All these things will appear in front of Emperor Qing without him even having to do anything deliberately.

But when the time comes, what kind of expression and reaction will Emperor Qing have when he knows the truth?

Li Chengqian was looking forward to it.

Because in his entire life, Emperor Qing has only deceived other people's feelings, and has never been deceived by others!

If I knew that I had been deceived by a dry eunuch, then...

Well, I dare not think about it, but I want to see it!
Thinking of this, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and he said to Mao Qiwu, "You don't need to compete with the temple envoy. You only have one task, which is to lead him to the capital."

"Lead them to the capital?"

"Yes, my identity is special and I cannot leave the capital easily, so I want you to bring him to the capital."

"Your Highness is going to take action himself?!" Mao Qiwu was shocked. Having been with the prince for so many years, he knew very well that this prince was a man of great achievements, but he did not like fighting. He would not take action if he could. Why this time?

"You have just achieved Grandmaster status. Fighting against him would be a life-or-death struggle. Even if you win, it will be a pyrrhic victory, and there is no guarantee that the opponent will be intact. I need a complete body of the temple messenger, so I can only do it myself in a secret place."

"I understand." "Well, I haven't congratulated you yet. You have reached the Grandmaster level and have been reborn!"

"It is all due to the grace of Your Highness. I dare not take credit for it." Mao Qiwu knelt on the ground, his voice choked.

"Alright, you're already a Grandmaster now. How will people see you?" Li Chengqian smiled and patted his shoulder. "Qi Wu, you must remember that Grandmaster is by no means the end of the martial arts path. The path of the four Grandmasters has been exhausted, but we still have time and opportunities. So, there's no need to waste your mind on these court battles. These are just the resources for our continuous progress, not our ultimate goal. Do you understand?!"

"The servant understands."

"Well, pack up and go. When you get to the South, act more convincingly so no one can see your flaws."

"Yes!"

————I am the dividing line————

Linhu Palace

The lights were dim, and Emperor Qing sat quietly at the imperial desk with a solemn expression.

Fan Jianli stood in the hall, looking at the silent Emperor Qing, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

"Alas, he died just like that. How could he die just like that?" Emperor Qing sighed suddenly, his tone full of disbelief. "How could he die just like that? So simple, so casually. Could you have imagined that?!"

"Your humble servant, I never thought of this." Fan Jian's face was also full of bitterness. Chen Pingping's death was also beyond his expectations. The shock it brought to him was no less than a magnitude 10 earthquake.

Until now, he, like Emperor Qing, could not believe that Chen Pingping had died like this.

We were drinking wedding wine together a few days ago, how come he died and that wine became a farewell party?

"Yeah, this old guy did everything so perfectly. You couldn't imagine, and I couldn't imagine, that he would be assassinated. Haha, assassinated!"

"Your Majesty, there is nothing perfect in this world, and the same goes for Chen Pingping."

"Don't you think something is wrong?!"

"I don't think that, from the moment the incident occurred, to the arrest of the murderer, to the subsequent investigation and confession, all indicate one thing: this was a strike that Duan Sisi had been planning for ten years, lying dormant in the dark. It's not surprising that someone who has endured for ten years would do anything."

"Yeah, that's not surprising. Your tone is exactly like the one Chen Pingping used to give me when I was being perfunctory. I can't find any fault with it." Emperor Qing shook his head and smiled bitterly, "But I still think there's something wrong."

Fan Jian didn't say anything.

As an old friend of Chen Pingping and Emperor Qing, and having grown up together, he knows both of them very well.

It is impossible for Chen Pingping to die so casually, and it is impossible for Emperor Qing to let go of his unnecessary worries.

Some things do not require evidence or clues, just your own conviction.

There are doubts and evidence, so what is missing is a suspect.

Who is the biggest suspect?
Who in the court has a direct conflict with Chen Pingping, or in other words, who has a conflict of interest?

Both of them sighed in their hearts and were unwilling to mention that name.

"Chen Pingping is dead. The Supervisory Commission, please decide how to deal with him."

"The Supervisory Yuan is of great importance and cannot be left without a leader for a single day. A new president must be elected as soon as possible."

"Who do you think is suitable?"

"This matter should be decided solely by Your Majesty, and I, a humble servant, should not interfere."

"How's Fan Xian?!"

"no!"

Hearing the name Fan Xian, Fan Jian shuddered and immediately spoke, "Fan Xian is too young, and has no accomplishments. He suddenly ascended to power. The court, the Eastern Palace, and even the Overwatch Council can't justify this."

"Huh, so Guo Baokun is the only one who's suitable?!"

"Guo Baokun? No, how can he do it?!" Fan Jian was stunned and kept saying, "Your Majesty, please think twice!"

Emperor Qing raised his eyes slightly and looked at Fan Jiandao, "Guo Baokun is now the vice president of the Supervisory Council. What's inappropriate about that? He's Cheng Qian's man!!"

"Even the emperor's men are no good!" Fan Jian said with a curled lip, "Your Majesty, if you really use him, I guarantee that it would be good if half the people can stand at the court the next day."

"Humph, you just said you didn't dare interrupt, but as soon as I opened my mouth, you rejected both of my choices. It doesn't seem like you want me to make the final decision!"

"Your Majesty, Guo Baokun is only suitable for an office like the Daoshensi. The Crown Prince has set five bottom lines for the Daoshensi, which is actually a constraint on him. Once he goes to the Supervisory Yuan and gains more authority, it will really be a mess, Your Majesty..."

Emperor Qing looked at Fan Jian, who had a bitter look on his face, and couldn't help but sigh, "Forget it, let Zhuge take over first."

"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"

(End of this chapter)