Chapter 39 Disposal
Chu Zhiyuan suddenly frowned: "Houtu Hall?"
"It's Hoututang!" Gao Lingfeng sneered repeatedly: "With such arrogance, I know they will cause big trouble one day!"
After Chu Zhiyuan sat back at the Xuan desk, he waved his hand: "Master Gao, sit down and talk in detail."
"Yes." Gao Lingfeng clasped his fists and sat in the Grand Master's chair at the foot of the steps.
"Come here, serve some tea." Chu Zhiyuan said in a loud voice.
A clerk soon came in and served tea.
Gao Lingfeng took the tea cup, took off the lid and took a sip, then put it on the table, cleared his throat, and said in a deep voice: "This happened last night."
"Yeah."
"Last night, Houtu Hall disciples and Feihua Sword Sect disciples got into a dispute over a woman in a library, and ended up fighting. Two Feihua Sword Sect disciples were injured, one was slightly injured and the other was seriously injured. Two Houtu Hall disciples were slightly injured."< br>
"How many people participated in the total?"
"Two disciples of the Feihua Sword Sect faced off against two disciples of the Houtu Hall. The girl Linglong from Zhenlongxuan was the crush of a disciple of the Houtu Hall. As a result, when she was having a drink with a disciple of the Feihua Sword Sect, the disciples of the Houtu Sect happened to come over. First there was a quarrel and eventually a fight... Hey, these people in the martial arts world are so virtuous, they will draw their swords at every turn and will not stop until there is blood!"
"How serious is the injury from the Feihua Sword Sect?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.
"The arm was broken and a lot of blood was lost. The person is considered useless."
"Is your life safe?"
"At last no one was killed."
"That's fine."
Chu Zhiyuan breathed a sigh of relief.
The nature of a life-threatening incident or a non-life-threatening incident is completely different, just like criminal cases and civil cases in previous lives.
"Where are the people?"
"They are all detained in Zhenwu Division."
"How should Zhenwu Division deal with it?"
"This kind of thing does not involve human life and is a dispute between clans. The Zhenwu Division first needs to see what our Zongwu Division wants."
"What do you mean by the doctor?"
"Mr. Langzhong, let me make the decision."
"...Hey!" Chu Zhiyuan smiled and shook his head.
They are all old foxes.
Gao Lingfeng said: "Sir, you can't be soft this time. You have to give them some hardships and set some rules for their sect!"
"What rules?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.
Gao Lingfeng straightened his face and said in a deep voice: "Everyone, no matter who they are, must abide by the law and follow the rules of the court. Otherwise, if the disciple is unworthy, the sect will be implicated!"
"This rule..." Chu Zhiyuan shook his head: "If you really do this, I'm afraid it will be endless trouble."
He once thought about why the imperial court was so indulgent and had such loose control over the martial arts sect. With the power of the imperial court, it could even keep the martial arts sect in order and stay close to them.
But the reality is that it is not the case. The imperial court does not suppress the martial arts sects. The Suppressing Military Division only deals with those who commit crimes.
He didn't know the specific reason, but he knew that there must be a reason.
So as the heir to the throne, he should not go against the imperial court. He must strictly regulate the martial arts sect and tighten the restraints on them.
Gao Lingfeng has the world at heart, is upholding justice, and wants to eliminate the negative influence of the martial arts sect, but this is a kind of idealism.
I am not the same person as Gao Lingfeng.
It is good to be selfless and to enforce the law, but my goal is not to be a good official, but to become a great master.
If you want to become a great master and focus on your cultivation, your official position is only for meritorious service and to obtain cultivation resources, and there is no need to compete with various martial arts sects.
Being in harmony with the light is the most worry-free and trouble-free thing.
Gao Lingfeng said in a deep voice: "Are you afraid of trouble, sir?"
"I'm really afraid of trouble." Chu Zhiyuan nodded without hesitation.
"Sir!" Gao Lingfeng said hurriedly: "Sir, you are a noble person in the sky. How noble are you? Are you afraid of these guys?"
"Okay, Lord Gao," Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand and said, "Let them wait on both sides, as long as they don't let the Zhenwu Division release them."
"Then..."
"Look who jumps out." Chu Zhiyuan said.
Gao Lingfeng's eyes widened and he swallowed.
If you really have to keep people under control like this, the pressure will increase.
Not to mention the Feihua Sword Sect, which will lead to the Grand Master of the Song Dynasty, Houtu Hall will probably lead to the Thirteenth Prince, Prince Huai.
Chu Zhiyuan seemed to be smiling but not smiling: "Master Gao, how are you?"
Gao Lingfeng was not optimistic about this idea and said, "My lord, think twice."
"Isn't it appropriate?" Chu Zhiyuan smiled even more.
"...Sir, I'm afraid the Zhenwu Division doesn't want to shoulder this responsibility."
"Then how should we deal with it?"
"Well... Sir, in fact, there are precedents for these things."
"Play fifty boards each and then impose a heavy penalty?" Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "How heavy a penalty is usually?"
This Gao Lingfeng, although he is arrogant, is not really stupid, it is not that he is ignorant, but he is disdainful and upholds the belief in his heart. I have read some records of Zongwusi's actions at Tongten Pavilion, and I know what the precedent is for handling jealous fights: each fights fifty big boards.
I don't care who wins and who loses on both sides. There is nothing to say if you lose. I just complain that my skills are not as good as others. Go back and practice hard.
However, the sect was not directly held accountable, only individuals.
Gao Lingfeng is too greedy.
"Deduction of credit." Gao Lingfeng sneered: "Contribution is their lifeblood and their pain point."
Chu Zhiyuan smiled and said: "All four of them were deducted two ninth-grade gongs?... Are there any interrogation files?"
"I'm still going through the process at Zhenwu Division, and it won't be submitted until tomorrow."
"Then let's wait until we read the dossier tomorrow."
You can't make any rash decisions until you know something clearly. There are precedents to follow, but you also need to find out whether you can follow them and whether you are really jealous or whether you have some hidden agenda.
"Your Excellency is wise!" Gao Lingfeng clasped his fists.
"Master Gao..." Chu Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Master Gao also knows how to beat around the bush. Officialdom can indeed change people."
"Sir..." Gao Lingfeng said hurriedly.
Chu Zhiyuan said: "Master Gao is afraid that I favor the Feihua Sword Sect, right?... Actually, it doesn't hurt for them to suffer a little loss at this time."
The Flying Flower Sword Sect still hasn't positioned itself correctly.
The imperial court did not want to take advantage of them, but for the sake of the great master of the Song Dynasty, it opened a convenient door for them to enter the Zhenwu Division.
But that's all.
If they think that the court will take more care of them in other aspects, then they are being too pretentious.
The Feihua Sword Sect has always taken themselves too seriously and felt too good about themselves.
"Yes." Gao Lingfeng clasped his fists in admiration: "The adults are still thinking far and have good intentions. I hope they can understand."
He sighed secretly.
I knew that the fourth prince was smart, but I didn't expect him to be so smart and act so carefully. Could this be the power of the emperor's bloodline?
He is born with wisdom and can see through people's hearts.
I originally thought that I had practiced Taoism enough, but in front of him, my experience turned into a joke. Who would have thought that he was only twenty years old and had been locked up in the palace for twenty years?
"Go." Chu Zhiyuan waved his hand.
"Yes." Gao Lingfeng held his fist deeply and retreated.
Chu Zhiyuan watched him leave, frowning and thinking for a moment, feeling emotional.
This is officialdom, no matter how upright a person is, he can be tempted.
……
He had just returned to his newly bought house when Guo Chi came in to report that Huang Shirong was here.
Chu Zhiyuan stood up to greet him.
Next to the bustling Fenghuang Street, Huang Shirong stood at the doorstep, wearing an apricot-yellow shirt, her figure as graceful as a swaying willow branch.
Followed by two girls in white.
Chu Zhiyuan stepped out, greeted her with a smile and cupped his fists, and led her inside.
Huang Shirong walked in, her bright eyes blinked: "Is this the Crown Prince's new house?"
When she was patrolling on the street, the guards of Prince Qing's Mansion came over and said that the Fourth Prince had invited her, so she came over without hesitation.
"Let's go in and talk."
Chu Zhiyuan led her to sit down at the stone table in the small pavilion in the courtyard.
The bright sunshine shines into the courtyard, and a green bamboo branch trembles gently under the wall, and the rustling sound seems to cut off the noise of the street outside.
Zou Fang served tea.
After Chu Zhiyuan drank tea, he slowly put down the white porcelain cup: "Did Hall Master Huang hear about the conflict between the Feihua Sword Sect and the Houtu Sect last night?"
"It's in the Dongyi Hall area," Huang Shirong frowned and shook her head: "It's very common to be jealous."
"Are there any other shadows behind you?" Chu Zhiyuan asked.
Huang Shirong's bright eyes flashed and she said softly: "The prince suspects that someone is secretly manipulating it and deliberately causing a conflict between the two disciples?"
"You have to be on guard."
"...I will inform Hall Master He of Dongyi Hall and give him a reminder."
Chu Zhiyuan pointed around the courtyard and said with a smile: "Master Huang, how is my house?"
Huang Shirong looked around, then moved her lotus feet to look around, returned to him, pursed her lips and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, don't you mind the noise?"
The house opens onto Phoenix Avenue, and there are bustling crowds day and night. Even if you go to bed on the second or third floor, you will still feel noisy.
"I like the excitement."
"Then this place is quite nice. The bustling city within the busy city is the most lively."
The two chatted some more, and Huang Shirong said goodbye and left.
Chu Zhiyuan secretly felt that this matter was not that simple, but he hoped that he was overthinking it.
I can finally concentrate on practicing the Sword Cleansing Technique!
(End of chapter)