From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 48 Tragedy on the Liujing River

"You said you were a martial arts genius, and you cultivated to the ninth level without knowing how?"

Inside the bedroom, General Qin stroked his gray beard and stared at his eldest grandson. No matter how he looked at him, he didn't look like a martial arts genius.

If he really is a martial arts genius, how come he wasn't noticed for more than ten years at home, but his talent was revealed as soon as he arrived at the Eastern Palace?

Is the East Palace a place of martial arts treasures?

"I know you don't believe it. In fact, I don't believe it either, but this is the fact. Practicing martial arts in the East Palace is better than practicing outside." Qin Yuan looked helpless. He also knew that such words were not convincing, but in his eyes, this was the fact.

When he was practicing in the East Palace, the prince could point out at a glance where he made mistakes. Whether it was qigong or martial arts, the prince could also quickly give guidance on areas that needed improvement. In just the past few years, his strength had skyrocketed like a rocket. Before he knew it, he suddenly realized that he was already at the ninth rank.

He knew that the prince's guidance played an indispensable role in this, but the prince would not let him say it. If the prince did not let him say it, he naturally would not say it. Even if the old man in the family asked him, he would just stick his neck out and insist that he was a genius.

Faced with such an answer, Mr. Qin had no good solution and could only smile bitterly, "Well, you are a genius. Have you ever thought about leaving the East Palace?"

"Leaving?" Qin Yuan raised his head and looked at Old Master Qin. "I'm doing well in the East Palace. Why should I leave?"

"You are already a ninth-rank master. Such masters are one of the top few in the world. Apart from me and your second uncle, you are the strongest in our Qin family. With such strength, if you join the army and train for a few years, you will be able to dominate a region on your own. In the army..."

"Stop, stop." Qin Yuan raised his hand and said hurriedly, "Grandpa, I will not leave the East Palace."

"Well, whatever. Since you think the Eastern Palace is suitable for you, then why don't you stay in the Eastern Palace?" Old Master Qin stroked his gray beard and did not insist any more.

Qin Yuan's sudden appearance seems to be a huge benefit to the Qin family, but it also has hidden dangers. The Qin family is the number one family in the army. General Qin and Qin Ye are both ninth-rank strongmen. Together with Qin Heng, his strength is not bad either. If he works harder, he will definitely reach the ninth rank within ten years. Such a configuration can stabilize the Qin family for decades.

Now there is one more martial arts genius, a young ninth-rank cultivator. This has suddenly made the Qin family stand out, a bit like the saying "water overflows when it is full."

Although Mr. Qin didn't care much about these things, since Qin Yuan didn't want to, staying in the East Palace was also a good choice.

"Grandpa, have you figured out what happened? Why did that Qian guy want to assassinate me?"

"You're blocking someone else's way, silly boy." Speaking of this, General Qin sneered slightly, the cold light in his eyes undisguised. "Someone wants to replace you and is eyeing the East Palace."

"Who are you to be so bold?" General Qin's words made Qin Yuan furious and shocked. The murderous intent in his eyes burst out without any concealment. "I will kill them."

"Your wounds haven't healed yet, be careful of them bursting." Seeing Qin Yuan looking like he was about to get up and kill someone, General Qin sighed helplessly, "They are just a bunch of rats in the gutter. The Overwatch Council and His Majesty will not let them go. Besides, your second uncle has already started killing people."

Who is the second uncle?

秦业
The pillar of the Qin family, the head of the second generation, and the general who leads an army.

He has always acted cruelly and domineeringly.

Back then, Jing Ge had a conflict with his elder brother in the army and accidentally killed him. He then sent Jing Ge's family to sell salted duck eggs, saying that he would make sure his family was in order.

Now someone is attacking his nephew again.

Obviously, some people have forgotten the Qin family's methods.

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On the Liujing River west of Kyoto, strings of red lights are hung on the pleasure boats. Waves of string music come from the pleasure boats and converge into a unique melody above the Liujing River.

Amidst the hazy shadows on the pleasure boats, graceful figures danced one after another, and cheers and laughter mingled together, forming a scene of magnificent beauty. Suddenly, a scream emanated from a pleasure boat, echoing far into the night sky before abruptly stopping.

The fire began to spread from inside the cabin to outside the cabin.
Strangely, apart from the scream at the beginning, there was no other sound on the houseboat.

The fire grew bigger and bigger, forming a bright torch on the Liujing River.

When several nearby pleasure boats saw this scene, the people on board began to shout and wanted to get closer to put out the fire.

But as soon as they approached the burning houseboat, they heard, "Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh—"

There was a sound of strong wind breaking through the air, and arrows shot out from the burning pleasure boat and landed on the side of the approaching pleasure boat.

Then, screams were heard.

At this time, those people on the pleasure boat who wanted to put out the fire discovered that there were more than a dozen masked men in black standing on the burning boat, holding bows, crossbows, swords, and murderous intent, preventing other ships from approaching.

Bandits, here come the bandits, and it is obvious that they are a group of strong and fierce bandits.

Seeing this situation, everyone on the other pleasure boats felt a chill in their hearts. They no longer dared to get close. They quickly moved away from the burning pleasure boat, began to move ashore, and report to the police.

In fact, there was no need for them to report to the police. Generally, a burning houseboat was too obvious a target, and someone on the shore would have reported it to the police long ago.

But all of this takes time.

There were corpses all over the floor of the pleasure boat.

A middle-aged man was nailed to the wall of the cabin with a spear.

A raging fire was burning not far away, slowly approaching. The hot breath and smoke licked his body, and sweat and blood mixed together, dyeing his originally fair face extremely hideous.

The table in the cabin was filled with exquisite food and snacks, and several corpses were scattered around the table. They looked like dancers from the pleasure boat, all of whom were killed with a single knife.

A sturdy man in black sat at the table, took off the black scarf covering his face, picked up the wine jug and poured himself a glass of wine, took a bite of the side dish, and began to eat leisurely.

"Qin, Qin Ye!"

The man in brocade clothes who was nailed to the wall finally saw the big man's face clearly, and his expression changed. "You, you, you, you are so bold! I am an official appointed by the court, how dare you..."

Qin Ye ignored him and just focused on eating the food and wine on the table.

By the time he had quickly finished half of the food and wine on the table, the fire had already spread to the man in brocade clothes.

The intense pain made the man wail involuntarily.

Qin Ye then put down his wine glass, wiped his mouth casually, stood up, covered his face with a black scarf, looked up at the man and said, "Don't worry, your family will be here to accompany you soon. You won't be lonely down there."

After saying that, without paying any attention to the man's wailing, cursing, and pleas for mercy, he turned and walked out of the cabin that was about to collapse, jumped off the pleasure boat, and landed on a small boat that had been prepared not far away.

The men in black on the deck followed him and all jumped onto the boat. The boatman pushed the bamboo pole in his hand against the river surface, and the boat shot out like a sharp arrow. In just a few breaths, it disappeared into the darkness.

(End of this chapter)