From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 169: The Crown Prince Regent Kills Guo Baokun

Inside the Kyoto Station
As soon as Li Mingchuan said this, the post station, which had been a bit noisy, suddenly became quiet.

Everyone looked at the two of them in disbelief, especially Yan Bingyun.

This is a step to heaven!
The Secretary of the Eastern Palace!
He is definitely the prince’s confidant!

You know, for this position, I have been fighting for a long time in the court these days. Unexpectedly, it fell into Yan Bingyun's hands. What kind of luck is this?
Yan Bingyun was also confused. There was no such information in the information he received from Kyoto!

"This was personally appointed by His Highness," Li Mingchuan said with a smile. "Young Master Yan has proven his ability and loyalty in Northern Qi. His Highness said that the Eastern Palace needs young talents like you. Moreover, you and Young Master Fan are acquaintances. There will be many areas for cooperation between the Eastern Palace and the Imperial Treasury in the future. No one is more suitable than you."

Yan Bingyun fell silent. He was unfamiliar with the Crown Prince and the Eastern Palace, but it was obvious that Li Mingchuan, with his status, would not play such a joke on him.

But it was still a bit strange that he came to the post station outside Kyoto in person to hand over the transaction to me.

There's no need to do this.

This is not a war, nor is it about delivering intelligence. Is there any need to be so anxious?

Or is there another reason?
Li Mingchuan ignored his doubts and pulled Yan Bingyun aside, saying, "The eldest prince will be here for a while, and I just have a few things to tell you."

As he spoke, he pulled Yan Bingyun into the post station, but left Fan Xian behind to entertain a group of officials.

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"You're right. This guy is really messing up his official life now."

In the Linhu Palace, Emperor Qing frowned tightly, smiled bitterly, and handed a memorial to Fan Jian. "If this continues, I'm afraid there won't be many people left standing in the court."

Fan Jian took the memorial, which turned out to be a memorial from Lai Mingcheng of the Censorate. The memorial said that although the rectification movement of the court by the Ministry of Justice was very necessary, the scope of the attack should not be too wide, and stability should be the priority in the court.

Fan Jian looked at the content above and was speechless.

"Your Majesty, the problem now is that we have no way to stop him. Everything Guo Baokun did was in accordance with Qing law. These officials who were punished have indeed violated Qing law, and the evidence is irrefutable. There are witnesses and physical evidence. Everything is clearly laid out before the world. Even if we want to stop him, we have no legitimate reason. We can't really let the court come forward and endorse these officials who have committed crimes, can we?"

"Yeah, this is also a headache for me!"

Emperor Qing was also helpless.

Guo Baokun is a man who does things in a grand and upright manner. No one can find fault with him. Even if he were the emperor, he would not be able to suppress him. He can't say that he is protecting these officials who are rotten to the core. Does he still want to be so pretentious?
Looking at Emperor Qing's distressed expression, Fan Jian asked curiously, "Actually, letting Guo Baokun stir things up in the court might not be a bad thing. Look at what these people have done. Even I, a knowledgeable person, am dumbfounded!"

"Did you know that those old guys Shu Wu have been kneeling outside my bedroom these past few days?"

"I heard, Your Majesty, what did they say?!"

"What can I say? What can I say? They're just kneeling there without saying a word. What can I do?" Emperor Qing was annoyed. "These old guys usually talk big, about the people of the world, about a king having a kind heart, about caring about the people... Now, haha, they're throwing their faces on the ground one by one to protect those bastards!"

"Uh, what did the prince say?!"

"Why don't you go and ask." Emperor Qing glanced at him. Fan Jian's face froze and he shook his head helplessly.

The Crown Prince is just there to stand by and won't interfere, but the Emperor Qing in front of him is the emperor, so he must intervene. Otherwise, if Guo Baokun continues like this, there will be a big mess.

"How about changing his position?" Fan Jian thought for a long time but couldn't come up with any good idea.

"No, he can't move." Emperor Qing said, "Only he can hold the position of Daoshensi firmly and leave people speechless."

"Prince, should he have his own ideas?!"

"What else can you think? This time he is targeting the Qingliu. Of course, there is also this." Emperor Qing took out another memorial from the imperial desk and handed it to Fan Jian.

Just reading the title, Fan Jian's eyes widened.

A note summarizing the first phase of the campaign to rectify officialdom in Daqing and promoting this rectification on a regular basis.

"Now, I'm afraid that more than half of the restaurants in Kyoto will not be able to operate." Fan Jian said with a wry smile.

"What do you think? I should go to Dadong Mountain to rest for a few days and let Cheng Qian govern the country?" Emperor Qing suddenly said.

"Your Majesty, you..." Fan Jian's eyes widened suddenly. He knew this childhood friend too well. He had a strong desire to control power. He had been holding power since he ascended the throne. Why was he going to give up power now?

Moreover, if he went to Dadong Mountain and left the crown prince as regent, wouldn't he be afraid of any obstacles?

"He's the Crown Prince. Sometimes, he needs to take responsibility." Emperor Qing narrowed his eyes. "And he's always boasting and bragging. This time, let's see what he's capable of. Let's see what he can do!"

※※※Kyoto, Ethics Review Department
Guo Baokun finished his work for the day, stood up, stretched, and leisurely walked out of the lobby. He happened to meet Yan Ruohai who hurried in. He couldn't help but smile and said, "Master Yan, why are you still here? Master Yan will be back soon, why don't you go back and get ready?"

"What's there to prepare? My wife at home has already prepared everything." Yan Ruohai smiled.

After the Supervisory Yuan was merged into the Provincial Court of Justice, the former young man became his immediate superior. However, his mentality was very stable. He continued to do the same things as before and did not look frustrated at all.

However, in Guo Baokun's view, this official attitude is also a manifestation of discouragement.

As for why he was so discouraged, it was naturally because of what happened to his son.

"By the way, there's one thing I haven't told you yet. The Crown Prince is planning to have you take over the position of Secretary of the Eastern Palace. Congratulations."

"What?!" Yan Ruohai was startled and looked up at Guo Baokun, "This, this..."

"Although the prince is very strict with his subordinates, he is fair in his dealings. The position of the East Palace Secretary is not dangerous. It is much better than staying around, so you don't need to worry." Guo Baokun smiled and walked out of the gate of the Daoshensi without explaining anything. Only Yan Ruohai was left standing there, digesting this shocking news.

The Daoshensi is still located on the bank of the Liujing River. The Liujing River is no longer prosperous, but a street not far from the Daoshensi has become unexpectedly lively.

There is no other reason. The Provincial Court of Justice is different from the Supervisory Commission. The Supervisory Commission has a bad reputation for killing and arson, and is not friendly to the people.

But the Daoshensi was very people-friendly, even too friendly. It had special inspectors who went deep into the people to monitor the behavior of officials. It also set up a table outside the yamen and had a huge bulletin board.

There was originally only one bulletin board, but now there are three.

Every day someone sits at that table, waiting in public for people to come and complain.

As long as an official is involved in the five bottom lines, they will accept it. Not only will they accept it, but they will also post the complaint on the bulletin board and review it every three days. If it is verified, the results of the handling will be posted. If it is found to be untrue, the person responsible for the false accusation will be held accountable.

Now the bulletin board outside the Provincial Court is the biggest amusement in Kyoto. Many people gather there every day to watch the fun, and there are also enthusiastic intellectuals who read out loud some of the contents of the notices, winning applause.

Over time, the street became lively.

When Guo Baokun walked out of the gate of the Daoshensi, there was a group of people gathered near the bulletin board. When they saw him come out, someone immediately greeted him enthusiastically.

"Hello, Lord Guo!"

"Thank you for your hard work, Lord Guo!"

"Master Guo, you did a great job!"

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In the past, Guo Baokun might have felt somewhat smug, but now, having seen and heard so much, he was no longer alarmed. He simply smiled, bowed to the people, and was about to leave.

Just at this moment, several figures suddenly rushed out from the crowd, and their voices arrived before they arrived.

The fierce murderous aura caused the people around to exclaim in surprise.

Guo Baokun still maintained his smile, and a hint of coldness flashed across his lips as he looked at the person rushing towards him.

"Your Majesty!"

With a light shout, two figures that had almost rushed in front of him suddenly stopped, fell to the ground from mid-air, and knelt directly in front of him. The other three who were a little slower had the same fate.

They don't even know what's happening!
Wow!
A team of black-armored imperial guards rushed out from around the Daoist Court and knocked down the five assassins.

It was not until this time that the people around reacted.

For a time, there were constant calls of "There is an assassin" and "Catch the assassin".

Boom boom boom

Just when everyone thought that everything was over, three sounds like the beating of a cowhide drum suddenly rang out in the air.

"Oh no, a military heavy crossbow!" The leader of the black-armored imperial guards' face changed drastically, and he instinctively pounced towards Guo Baokun, but it was too late to react.

The moment the bowstrings exploded, three giant crossbow arrows appeared in front of Guo Baokun, carrying with them unparalleled gusts of wind and murderous aura.

Lore!

(End of this chapter)