From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 113: Just take a look at the slogan on the stone tablet
The chirping of cicadas in midsummer brought a heat wave across Kyoto, and the heat of the fourth year of the Qingli period became increasingly intense amidst the turmoil.
The incident of the Northern Qi assassin entering the capital caused a lot of uproar, but it ended quickly. However, it was like a stone thrown into a deep pool, the ripples did not dissipate, but instead became more and more serious.

Although the Northern Qi envoys refused to acknowledge them at first, with Lang Tao's capture and disappearance, the Qing Kingdom was unwilling to argue with them any further and simply threw them out of Kyoto.

Subsequently, the two countries began to prepare for war on the border, and conflict was imminent.

This inevitable war also set off the capital and became a hot topic of discussion on the streets.

Fan Xian walked along Tianhe Street, and soon he came to the familiar and lonely street. He stood in front of the ugly building. He came to find Fei Jie today.

Although he had been to the Supervisory Office a long time ago, Fei Jie was not in the capital at that time and he did not see him.

Last night he heard that the mysterious Dean Chen had returned to Beijing, and his teacher Fei Jie was likely to be with him, so he wanted to try his luck.

Originally, he was not so anxious. The reason was that that night in the royal villa, Gui Zitian subdued Lang Tao, a world-famous master, with one blow, and he used poison, which touched upon his blind spot in knowledge.

He had been a disciple of Fei Jie since he was a child. When it came to the ability to use poison, he was not the best in the world, but he was also one of the rare masters. However, he had never heard of such a thing as poison skills. Not to mention that Fei Jie had never mentioned that there was such a thing in the world before.

Even a master of poison like Fei Jie only used poison to make medicine, and never said that the poison should be hidden in the true qi. This is not the martial arts novel he read in his previous life.

But this kind of thing happened to Gui Zitian, it was impossible not to be curious.

Moreover, Gui Zitian was from the Supervisory Council. It was said that he could barely be considered Fei Jie's disciple, and was actually his senior brother.

Coincidentally, just as he walked to the gate of the ugly yamen on Tianhe Street, an old man in a wheelchair was pushed out from the gate.

When the old man saw Fan Xian, he was stunned at first. The moment he saw the young man, his wrinkled face blossomed with a strange brilliance, like a new bud blooming on a dead branch.

The wheelchair stopped.

Fan Xian was also a little surprised. He recognized at a glance the old man whom he had met when he first came to this world sixteen years ago. He felt complicated and was speechless for a moment.

The old man looked at him gently with a satisfied smile, "Why are you here today?"

"I'm here to see the teacher. Is he here?"

Chen Pingping nodded and was about to say something when his face froze in shock. Fan Xian seemed to sense something and turned around to see another wheelchair.

Crown Prince, Li Chengqian.

Ye Ling'er pushed Li Chengqian along Tianhe Street and walked towards the office of the Supervisory Council. The arrival of the two interrupted the originally warm scene.

"I have met His Highness."

Chen Pingping and Fan Xian saluted at the same time, both feeling somewhat surprised as to what the prince was doing here.

"No need to be so polite." Li Chengqian smiled. "What a coincidence today. Fan Xian, why are you here?"

"I came to the courtyard to look for the teacher."

"Fei Jie." Li Chengqian nodded in understanding. Without saying anything more, Ye Ling'er pushed him towards Chen Pingping, and they naturally came to the stone tablet at the entrance. "I hope the people of Qing will become unruly... not fawning over wolves and tigers..."

"Well, there's no such words as 'Everyone is like a dragon'. That's why I think so. Ye Qingmei is from a science and engineering background. She probably hasn't studied the Book of Changes much, nor is she a fan of Shen Ji." Li Chengqian looked at the contents of the stone tablet quietly. Finally, his eyes fell on the three words "Ye Qingmei". He raised his eyebrows, not knowing whether this was her real name or the name she gave herself when she came to this world.

"The prince is also interested in the contents of this stone tablet?"

Seeing Li Chengqian paying attention to the stone tablet, Chen Pingping couldn't help but ask.

"I've heard of it before, but this is the first time I've seen it." Li Chengqian asked curiously, "Why is there such a stone tablet at the entrance of your Overwatch Council? Do you have to confess before the stone tablet every day?"

This is what I said...

It's a bit heartbreaking.

Chen Pingping's expression darkened slightly. "Your Highness, you're joking. The content on this stone tablet is exactly the original intention of the establishment of our Overwatch Council, and it is also the purpose that our Overwatch Council has always adhered to. Naturally, it should be placed here for daily viewing and self-reflection."

"Huh!" Li Chengqian curled his lips. "This is actually the original intention of the establishment of the Supervisory Council, and the purpose it still upholds. President Chen, it seems that you are not just getting confused due to old age, but you have been confused from the beginning!"

"Why, Prince, do you think this is a bad intention?"

"There's nothing wrong with that. I'm supporting the people," Li Chengqian said. "I also hope that Qing will be peaceful and prosperous, with people living in prosperity, no one picking up things on the streets, no one locking their doors at night, and that princes who break the law will be punished just like commoners. I also hope that every citizen of Qing can have enough food to eat and warm clothes to wear, and that no one will be cold or hungry, and no one will be bullied. Don't you think my ideal is good?"

"The prince is wise."

"Then I'll make a stele tomorrow and put it in front of your Censorate?" Li Chengqian said with a smile. "Oh, right, the palace library and the Hanlin Academy are full of books like this, and there are many more ambitious ideals than this. I'll have them all carved a stele and put it in front of your Censorate. It'll be a magnificent sight, like a forest of steles!"

"Your Highness, are you humiliating my Supervisory Council?" His ideals were denied and he was laughed at. Even Chen Pingping, who was a deep-minded man, couldn't help but change his expression.

"I'm humiliating you!" Li Chengqian said bluntly, "You're the president of the Censorate, you've been there for twenty years, right? Look at the Censorate now. It's abhorrent, with not even a dog willing to stay outside. How can you say it supports the people? It's more like a cold, freezing yamen, feared by everyone, unwilling to approach. Now you're telling me the contents of this stele are the purpose of your Censorate. Are you kidding me? If this is truly the original intention and purpose of your Censorate, then aren't you completely unqualified as the Censorate?"

Chen Pingping took a deep breath. "It is precisely because we need to support the people that the Supervisory Office needs to monitor all officials and use extraordinary means. Making people afraid is a last resort. If we don't do this, how can we intimidate all officials?"

"To intimidate the officials and speak for the people is a good thing, but you're intimidating the officials, not the people. You're a government official speaking for the people, but even the people are afraid of you and don't want to approach you. Tell me, how can you speak for the people? Do you just sit there and think?" Li Chengqian's tone turned cold. "Anyone can talk big and sing better than anyone else, but you never think about getting close to the people. Why should the people think you can support them and speak for them?"

"Do you know why I think Guo Baokun is more suitable for the position of President of the Supervisory Yuan than you?"

"Guo Baokun!" When this name was mentioned, a strange look flashed across Chen Pingping's gloomy face.

He was familiar with Guo Baokun. It was a compliment to say that he was unremarkable before. However, ever since he left the Eastern Palace and established the Daoshensi, he seemed like a different person. In just one or two years, he had accomplished many great things and won a huge reputation. This was something he had not expected. In the past year, he had become increasingly unable to see through this person.

"Master Guo is indeed extremely talented. I was wrong about him before."

"This isn't a question of talent, it's a question of attitude." Li Chengqian's voice was filled with sarcasm. "If you were the President of the Censorate, you would only turn the Censorate into the hellish place it is today, a place everyone hates and fears. If Guo Baokun were the President, he would dare to move the Censorate to the front door, dealing with the common people every day and listening to the people's voices. As long as he had evidence, he would dare to rush to the Prime Minister's residence and drag Lin Ruofu into the Censorate. As for you, the most you would do when you see Lin Ruofu is to spit at him. Do you dare to say that you are more suitable than him?"

(End of this chapter)