Evil of all ages

Chapter 88 Want to cry but no tears
Di Qingtian now loathes himself because he has become the very thing he hates most.

But there was nothing he could do; he had no choice. Just like I said before, he had to compromise with himself.

Until one day in the future, under his complete deduction.

He only dared to stand in front of Huang Taichu and expose his true colors when he was more than 60% certain that he could suppress, imprison, or defeat Huang Taichu.

Before he was sure, he could only force himself to play a game of "outwitting and outmaneuvering" with Huang Taichu.

"He was so relentless in pursuing the killer before, but now he's become my protector. What an interesting character."

When Huang Taichu "saw" Di Qingtian damaging Li Wenyi's vocal cords, he couldn't help but laugh.

This was Di Qingtian taking the initiative to clean up his mess.

Isn't this funny?

Imagine someone pointing their finger at you every day, gritting their teeth: "Don't get cocky. I'll keep an eye on you until I find evidence of your crimes and send you to the guillotine."

But secretly they cut off all the evidence pointing to your crimes.

He says one thing to people and another behind their backs; it's really unfair to him.

However, since Di Qingtian liked to play this way, Huang Taichu was naturally happy to play along.

Huang Taichu had plenty of time; he could spend a thousand years in this world and not just extinguish all his enjoyment all at once.

"A fraudster who steals fame...a hypocrite..."

Tears of regret streamed down Li Wenyi's face. In his heart, he cursed himself for being stupid and also cursed Di Qingtian for being a hypocrite.

Why was I so foolish to think that Di Qingtian was a selfless and patriotic person because of his reputation, and therefore I trusted him completely?

He thought that if he told Di Qingtian about this, Di Qingtian would definitely find a way to help him.

As a result, they helped him, but in the way they helped, they damaged his vocal cords.

This made him feel like the sky had fallen.

He trusted Di Qingtian so much, but who would have thought that Di Qingtian was a fraud and a hypocrite.

What selflessness, what outstanding talent, what dedication to the country and the people—it's all a load of rubbish.

Di Qingtian also had his own selfish motives; he was also a person who was afraid of trouble.

It is utterly ridiculous for such people to claim that they are irreconcilable with evil.

He stands with evil, and he himself is evil.

"Don't do anything unnecessary, just live well. Maybe in the future, you'll see the dark clouds that shroud this prison dissipate."

Di Qingtian saw the look in Li Wenyi's eyes that seemed to want to kill him, but he didn't take it to heart and put Li Wenyi down safely.

Warn him not to do anything unnecessary, especially not to leak what he knows through other means.

Despite the warning, Li Wenyi's appearance reassured him.

I can't speak, I can't write, I can't even move.

In a hellish place like the Heavenly Prison, with both jailers and he watching, it would be very difficult for Li Wenyi to leak what he knew.

After leaving the prison, Di Qingtian called the others back.

When the others returned, they all looked at Di Qingtian with curiosity, wanting to know what the Sixth Prince had said to him.

"The Sixth Prince caught a cold and has a high fever. He speaks haltingly, and sometimes he can't finish a sentence, making it completely incomprehensible to anyone who hears him."

"Old Qi, go and see if he has burned his throat."

Qi Hongfei understood Di Qingtian's meaning and went into the Sixth Prince's prison to conduct a thorough inspection.

"That's right, his throat was burned, and it was quite bad."

"The symptoms are somewhat like an infectious disease, so we need to keep them under quarantine and not let anyone get close to them."

Qi Hongfei responded in agreement.

Upon hearing that the Sixth Prince was suspected of having an infectious disease, the surrounding jailers all stepped back slightly.

This was what Di Qingtian wanted. He was afraid that there were spies from other forces among the prison guards, as well as spies from His Majesty.

When the news of the infectious disease spread, no one dared to approach the Sixth Prince, and even if he wanted to send a message, he couldn't.

What he didn't know was that, apart from him, everyone in the prison was Huang Taichu's man.

"From now on, no one is allowed to approach the Sixth Prince. Until it is confirmed that the Sixth Prince has an infectious disease, his food and drink will be delivered by Elder Qi for the time being."

Upon hearing this, Qi Hongfei did not refuse.

Because Di Qingtian never made him work for free; he always had a constant supply of fine wine.

Moreover, Di Qingtian didn't want him to return to the Ghost Market not only because the crisis in the Ghost Market hadn't been resolved, but also because Di Qingtian wanted to keep him there as the prison doctor in the South City Prison.

If that's the case, he has no desire to be a prison doctor, but the Ghost Emperor has spoken up, telling him to cooperate if he can.

There was no other way but to cooperate. As long as the fine wine continued, he could settle down in both places.

"Bring me pen and paper, I need to write a memorial to the throne."

When Yin Tianying brought over the pen, ink, and paper, Di Qingtian wrote without hesitation: "The Seventh Prince couldn't take the shock and has gone mad."

The sixth prince accidentally caught a cold, and the fever damaged his voice, leaving him mute.

After finishing writing the memorial, he handed it to Yin Tianyong, who then sent it to the Dali Temple to be presented to the emperor.

He didn't know why His Majesty had sent the Sixth and Seventh Princes to the Southern City Prison, but the fact that they had been sent there meant that the Sixth and Seventh Princes no longer held any weight in His Majesty's heart.

One is crazy and the other is mute; His Majesty probably won't care.

After everyone had left, only Qi Hongfei and Yin Tianying remained beside Di Qingtian.

"Old Qi, aren't you curious about what the Sixth Prince told me?"

Di Qingtian began to have doubts.

Qi Hongfei knew his behavior had aroused Di Qingtian's suspicion, but he didn't care.

"Aren't you curious why I damaged the Sixth Prince's vocal cords?"

Di Qingtian asked again, "How could Qi Hongfei, a Gu doctor, not be able to tell that the throat has been deliberately damaged?"

Yin Tianying was shocked to hear that the Sixth Prince's voice had been damaged by his master, but after thinking about it, he realized that his master must have had a deeper meaning behind doing so.

He didn't need to think so much; he just needed to unconditionally trust his family.

Not curious

Qi Hongfei replied that he wasn't curious.

Aren't you curious?

Not curious

"..."

Di Qingtian stared at Qi Hongfei for a long while.

"Are you hiding something from me?"

Di Qingtian's heart was in turmoil; he really didn't want the situation to be as he guessed.

"Nonsense, there are many things I've kept from you. For example, I'm a Miao, but I've never mentioned anything about the Miao people to you."

Qi Hongfei gave him a disdainful look.

Seeing that Qi Hongfei wasn't guilty at all, but instead gave him a disgusted look, I knew it was the right kind of guy.

This reduced Di Qingtian's suspicions.

"I'm still curious why you're not curious about how I treated the Sixth Prince..."

"Get lost! If you ask again, I'll pack my things and go back to the Ghost Market. It's none of your business anymore."

"Forehead…"

Threatened in this way, Di Qingtian had no choice but to refrain from asking further questions.

Two days have passed
The memorial submitted received no response whatsoever.

Di Qingtian knew he had guessed correctly; whether the Sixth Prince and the Seventh Prince were dead or alive, it did not stir any emotion in His Majesty's heart.

This put his mind at ease.

Seeing that Huang Taichu was going fishing again, this time he chose to follow him closely.

Firstly, it was to prevent Huang Taichu from using fishing as an excuse to secretly visit his sister.

Secondly, he felt it was inappropriate for Huang Taichu to be out of his sight.

If Huang Taichu didn't go fishing but went to cause trouble, and then came back to buy fish and pretend it was his, that would be going too far.

Upon arriving at the fishing spot, Di Qingtian couldn't just watch Huang Taichu fish; he fished too.

After fishing for two hours, he felt like he was about to explode with anger.

Why does he never catch a fish, while Huang Taichu always catches big fish?

Especially noticeable is Huang Taichu's deliberate provocative gaze every time he catches a big fish.

He wished he could drain the river, grab the big fish, smash their heads open, and ask them if they had a problem with him.

Why do they only eat Huang Taichu's bait and not his? Aren't the baits the same?

Huang Taichu was almost going crazy when he saw that Di Qingtian couldn't catch any fish. He smiled and said it wasn't that Di Qingtian was a great fisherman, but that he was cheating.

He uses the fishing line to control the body of the big fish, making it swim over and bite the hook. Naturally, he catches big fish from time to time.

As for Di Qingtian, there are several big fish ready to bite his hook.

But he acted inhumanly, using his spiritual line to drive away the big fish that was about to bite the hook, allowing Di Qingkong's army to escape.

"Sir, this won't do."

Huang Taichu caught another big fish and casually tossed a sentence over to him.

"Fishing, fishing, fishing... Fishing your sister, a bunch of stupid fish."

Upon hearing this, Di Qingtian's forehead veins bulged, and in a fit of rage, he pulled back the fishing rod and stomped on it, breaking it in two.

That damn fish, I'm never fishing for it again.

He stormed up to Huang Taichu, and without saying a word, picked up the two full buckets of fish at Huang Taichu's feet and left without looking back.

"Sir, those are my fish."

Huang Taichu was speechless at Di Qingtian's behavior; did he think he couldn't take a joke?

"I know, I'll take it back and grill it for you, so you don't have too much fish to carry back."

Upon hearing this, Huang Taichu scoffed, thinking that he was just afraid people would say he hadn't caught anything, so he took the fish back and claimed it was his.

……

Five Cities Military Command

Lu Chengding looked at the imperial edict he held in his hands, tears welling up in his eyes.

Having encountered the matter of the Sixth and Seventh Princes, he has been living in fear and anxiety these past few days, awaiting the court's punishment.

He said he could accept anything as long as he wasn't beheaded or demoted.

And then today the imperial edict arrived.

He was not demoted; the court ordered him to redeem himself by eliminating the Ghost Market.

(End of this chapter)