From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 66 Losing control
Royal Palace
Linhu Palace

Prince Jing walked out of the palace with a gloomy face as he took Li Hongcheng, who had a bruised face, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just now, he brought his son to the Linhu Palace to apologize to Emperor Qing. After all, the prince was assassinated in his manor. Although it was okay, he had to take responsibility.

Emperor Qing did not blame him, but comforted him with kind words. However, is the matter really over?
Turning around to look at his son who still didn't understand the seriousness of the situation, the fire in his heart ignited again, and he had to fight again.

Inside the Lakeside Palace, Emperor Qing watched his brother leave. The atmosphere was heavy. After a moment of silence, he looked at Chen Pingping, who also seemed to be lost in thought. "I need an explanation."

Indeed, an explanation is needed.

The Inspection Office monitors both the inside and outside of the country, whether it is the court or the underworld, theoretically everything should be under their control. Such a serious matter as assassinating the king and killing the emperor actually happened in the outskirts of Kyoto, in Prince Jing's manor. How could the Inspection Office not be responsible?

Chen Pingping sighed inwardly, knowing he couldn't dodge this time. He looked up and said, "The one who attacked was a Sword House swordsman. The strongest one was Zhao Youping, the fifth disciple of the Sword House and a ninth-rank master."

“Who’s behind this?”

"Bao Zhenwei, the illegitimate son of Fuyuan Marquis Bao Jianning, has always been responsible for the internal and external connections of Xining Town. Specifically, he would remove the families of criminal officials from the Jiaofangsi, change their identities, and send them to the Mingyi and Fengshui countries to settle down. He also engaged in human trafficking. When Bao Jianning was suppressed, he was not in Xining Town, so he escaped. He controlled some resources and mixed with some of the fish that slipped through the net. This time, it was mainly to avenge the Jiaofangsi case. After all, it was the prince who lifted the lid on the Jiaofangsi."

"Last time you told me that you were prepared for this, so why was the prince assassinated?"

"Shadow didn't have time to make a move. Mao Qiwu acted too quickly." Chen Pingping was also full of complaints when mentioning this matter. They had predicted and detected the assassination. In order to protect Li Chengqian's safety, he even sent Shadow out to protect him secretly. When the assassination happened, Shadow was ready to make a move, but Mao Qiwu was faster and his strength was beyond Shadow's expectations, enough to deal with the assassin, so Shadow did not make a move immediately, but hid in the dark. He waited until the assassin retreated before he took action to capture the injured Zhao Youping.

Things seem perfect, but on the surface, this is a dereliction of duty on the part of the Supervisory Commission.

After all, in the eyes of outsiders, the prince was suddenly assassinated this time because Mao Qiwu came to his rescue and it had nothing to do with the Supervisory Council. The Supervisory Council was like the last policeman to arrive, coming out to clean up the mess.

Other departments can also do things like whitewashing, so what is the role of your Supervisory Commission?
The pressure is on him.

Emperor Qing rubbed his brows with a headache, "What's going on with that Mao Qiwu? Is he really a ninth-rank upper-rank official?"

"Yes." Chen Pingping frowned slightly. "Mao Qiwu, a native of Hongzhou, grew up in poverty. At the age of five, he and his family came to Kyoto to seek refuge with relatives, but were unsuccessful. At the time, the palace was short of servants, so his parents sent him to the palace in exchange for five taels of silver."

"Five taels?"

"Five taels," Chen Pingping said. "The remaining forty-five taels were embezzled by An Zhaonan, the head steward of the Jingshifang."

Emperor Qing looked unhappy and remembered the name An Zhaonan.

"After entering the palace, I was assigned to sweep the Eastern Palace. At that time, the Crown Prince had not yet returned to the throne, so the Eastern Palace was no different from the Cold Palace. Later, when the Crown Prince returned to the throne, seeing that he was smart and sensible, I assigned him to be a close attendant. It has been twelve years now."

"What's up with his martial arts?"

"Gong Dian taught him," Chen Pingping said. "Mao Qiwu was the Crown Prince's attendant and learned martial arts with him. Gong Dian was his instructor at the time. When facing the assassin, he also used Liuyun Qi."

"Gong Dian." Emperor Qing looked at Gong Dian, who had been standing silently in the palace. "Before the Crown Prince started practicing martial arts, did Mao Qiwu know martial arts?"

"No, it won't." Gong Dian said hurriedly. In fact, he was almost going crazy.

Whether it's Qin Yuan or Mao Qiwu, they were all taught by him when he was an instructor in the Eastern Palace. He was already very surprised when Qin Yuan showed the strength of the ninth rank before. When he started practicing martial arts, Qin Yuan's aptitude was just so-so, and he didn't see anything special about it. How come he suddenly became the ninth rank?

However, think about it, Qin Yuan is from the Qin family of the Privy Council, and they have a profound family background in learning. Maybe if he gets something right, his strength will improve by leaps and bounds?
Of course, this was his way of comforting himself.

But even if it's just for comfort, there should be a reason.

Now Mao Qiwu suddenly appears again. Not only is he of the ninth rank, but he also has strength above the ninth rank. How can this be justified?

God have mercy on him, he has only just entered the eighth rank!

"Since he doesn't know martial arts, then what about his natural talent?" Emperor Qing asked again.

"I dare not deceive Your Majesty. At least when I was in the Eastern Palace, Mao Qiwu's talent was mediocre, a little worse than Qin Yuan's."

"Oh, so you've taught me well?" Gong Dian felt like he was about to explode. He quickly fell to the ground and said, "I dare not take credit for it. There is no way I could have taught Mao Qiwu."

Family members know their own business, and he knows exactly what he is capable of.

"Heh—" Emperor Qing couldn't help but laugh out loud after hearing this. "If it wasn't you who taught it, who did it? You raised two ninth-grade masters at once. Gong Dian, I really didn't know you had this ability."

"No, no, no, it's really not mine."

"Alright, I understand. You go down first and work hard to train a few more ninth-grade masters for me and Daqing."

Gong Dian walked out of the Lakeside Palace with a sad face. When the lake breeze blew, he even had the urge to jump into the lake.

He has lived for decades and practiced for decades, but in the end, he was surpassed by two little bastards, and they are still so far beyond his reach. How can he cope with it?

"Your Majesty, do you want me to…"

"No need. Don't worry about the affairs of the Eastern Palace." Emperor Qing shook his head. His eyes moved from Chen Pingping to Fan Jian, and then suddenly landed on Fan Jian. "Is your son obedient?"

Uh!
Even though Fan Jian was an old and cunning man, he was still startled by Emperor Qing's sudden words, "He's quite obedient, he's still young, if he doesn't obey, just give him a few beatings."

"I want to beat him too!" Emperor Qing curled his lips.

"Maybe there is another way." Fan Jian seemed to have thought of something and spoke.

"Oh, tell me."

Chen Pingping was also a little surprised and looked at Fan Jian.

This cunning old fellow actually took the initiative to speak today. It's rare.

"Actually, it's pretty much the same as when I was young. My mother couldn't control me, so she found me a wife. The prince is already fifteen today, so it's time to discuss marriage. I just need to find him a wife who can control him."

"Can you control his wife?" Emperor Qing was intrigued upon hearing this. Didn't that little bastard Li Chengqian pretend to be lame? Didn't he look down on others? I wonder how you'll pretend after you get married.

After thinking about it, he shook his head again. Li Chengqian was the crown prince, and marrying anyone was not a trivial matter. Moreover, even he himself could not see through Li Chengqian. Looking at the entire Kyoto, and even Daqing, which woman could suppress him?

"She's not young anymore. I'll leave this matter to the Empress. However, distant water can't quench a nearby fire." Emperor Qing shook his head, then his expression straightened. "However, the people from Jianlu openly attempted to assassinate Cheng Qian, simply treating Daqing as nothing. This is intolerable. Let Jianchang take action."

"Yes!" Chen Pingping nodded.

"Okay, that's it. I'm a little tired." Emperor Qing waved his hand, and the two of them left the Linhu Palace.

Emperor Qing watched the two of them leave the Linhu Palace, and the look of contempt on Li Chengqian's face when he was injured suddenly emerged in his mind.

“I’m a genius!”

"A true martial arts genius."

"I have nothing to do, so I want to open up a smooth path for myself to become a Grandmaster."

"It's just a moment of carelessness. It's okay. Once I recover, everything will be fine."

"What? You don't believe it? Well, I understand. How can mortals like you possibly understand the greatness of a genius?"

He thought of the situation a few days ago in Linhu Palace, when Li Chengqian skillfully manipulated the Liuyun Qi to deal with the Tyrannical Qi, and his eyes couldn't help but narrowed.

In the small East Palace, two ninth-rank masters, this is out of control! !

(End of this chapter)