Chapter 416: Being clever and turning into a clown
"Brother..."
Seeing Emperor Qing's eyes getting colder and colder, Fan Ruoruo looked at him with a pleading expression.
"Even if you don't think about yourself, what about your father? Where's your aunt? And Sizhe, what will they do?"
This reminded Fan Xian of Princess Ningyang and Princess Ma. In the end, if Bai Feng is provoked to have murderous intentions, Wu Zhu can protect him, Fan Jian? Aunt Liu? There are also Fan Ruoruo and Fan Sizhe, who will protect them?
After thinking and thinking, enduring and enduring, weighing and weighing, Fan Xian gritted his teeth, walked to the leader of the Northern Qi delegation and bowed: "I just talked nonsense after drinking, please forgive me."
"Easy to say, easy to say."
The envoy of Qi State was very considerate and even stepped forward to support him.
After all, the fact that Fan Xian is the illegitimate son of Emperor Qing has been revealed by Chu Pingsheng, and the people in Kyoto City have heard about it. There is no reason that Northern Qi would not know about it.
It is rare for a prince who is so superior to be willing to bow his head and admit his mistakes.
Fan Xian walked towards Chu Pingsheng, his feet seemed to be filled with lead, he was slow and heavy, making Fan Ruoruo and Lin Wan'er raise their hearts in their throats, fearing that he would not be able to control their emotions and strike violently. Given Chu Pingsheng's strength, Fan Xian walked towards Chu Pingsheng. , Fan Xian is not enough.
"Just now...I'm sorry."
One sentence, a total of four words, was broken into two sentences, and everyone could hear the anger and hatred in it.
Chu Pingsheng crossed his legs and looked at Fan Xian coldly.
This guy doesn't feel guilty at all if he is exposed as copying other people's poems.
Fan Ruoruo's matter was a fair deal. The woman didn't say anything. He felt as if his tail had been stepped on.
"I suddenly remembered that the two of us...the Concierge House's accounts haven't been settled yet."
What's going on with the Concierge House?
Fan Xian heard about it and remembered that Lin Wan'er and Ye Ling'er went to the Concierge Courtyard to ask Chu Pingsheng to break off their engagement. At that time, Ye Ling'er became so angry that she drew a sword to kill people. He was in a hurry to help and attacked from behind. After getting rid of Ye Ling'er's siege, Chu Pingsheng threatened him to either kowtow and apologize or report to the government for attacking the envoy of the Concierge Court. Later, because Bai Yuan caught Senior Brother Leng, Chu Pingsheng rushed to the Supervisory Council to rescue Si Lili and interrupted. dialogue with them.
At this moment, although it is not kowtow to apologize, it can be regarded as a sign of resignation.
The more Fan Xian thought about it, the more he went crazy and excited. Suddenly, a scene from a TV series he had watched came to mind. He stopped halfway through the salute, put down his hands, and only bent down and lowered his head.
For a moment.
Two times.
When he bowed for the third time, as soon as he lowered his head, the people on the dining table disappeared. The courtiers on both sides saw a blur in their eyes, and a scream echoed through the hall.
Gong Dian didn't even react. Yan Xiaoyi, who was hiding behind the screen, moved quickly and stepped out, protecting Emperor Qing behind him.
It's just that... Chu's goal in life is not the emperor, but a 23-4-year-old, quite handsome, scholarly, Zhengliupin Baowendian Xiuzhuan among the civil servants attending the banquet.
At this moment, the five fingers of Chu Pingsheng's right hand were inserted straight into the man's throat, blood was gushing out like a fountain, his throat was gurgling with bubbles, and his originally delicate face was distorted into something different, with round eyes and a mouth. He looked crookedly, his eyes full of astonishment and horror.
Whoa...
Chu Pingsheng cut the man's body in half with a knife, and a stream of blood splashed on the face of Guo Baokun not far away. The latter shivered and wiped it with his hand. When he saw his palms full of blood, he rolled his eyes and fainted.
Poof!
The headless corpse fell down and blood spread all over the ground.
Some people were crawling on the ground and kept retreating, their faces turned pale with fear and their whole bodies were trembling.
Xin Qiwu even got under the food table, leaving only his butt exposed. He clenched his hands and begged the immortal to bless him.
"Chu Pingsheng, how dare you kill someone at a night banquet?!"
Gong Dian reached out with his left hand and pulled out the long sword fastened to his right waist.
Chu Pingsheng ignored him and threw the bloody head in front of Fan Xian.
"There is one more, continue."
"!!!!!"
Fan Xian was shocked and couldn't figure out how Chu Pingsheng saw through him. Small gestures.
“You don’t understand, do you?”
Chu Pingsheng smiled coldly: "When an elder in the clan passes away, my master Bai Feng will bow like you with lowered hands, three times in a row. He told me that this is called three bows, and it is to worship the dead. Since you are playing like this , then I will help you, I remember that this son... should be a descendant of Liu Guogong's family, right? Then he died, as a cousin, you should bow to express your condolences, right? "
It was only then that the civil servant next to him realized that yes, the person whose head was "beheaded" by Chu Pingsheng was Liu Guogong, who was the most respected and the most talented in the clan. He was promoted to the sixth rank in his early twenties. , became Liu Xiangnan, the editor of Baowendian.
Chu Pingsheng actually killed him!
Did things go right? wrong! But is it all his fault that things turned out like this?
Looking at Fan Xian's expression, I'm afraid... Master Chu is absolutely right. The gesture just now seemed more sincere than bowing, but it was the etiquette used by the tribe of Grand Master Bai Feng to worship the dead.
The emperor asked him to confess his mistake to the envoy from Xihu. With Chu Pingsheng's temperament, he dared to kill Lin Youdao, the son of Princess Ningyang and the captain of the Qingchao. This was only a sixth-grade compilation. Not to mention. Even Gong Dian shook his head, thinking that Fan Xian was looking for trouble.
Li Yunqian's expression was extremely cold.
His illegitimate son can make all kinds of fools of himself today, and the result of his cleverness is to make him, the father, embarrassed.
"You should also go back and be banned for three months. Siman Bo Fan Jian has no way to teach his son, so he has been demoted two levels. Go and work as a doctor in the Ministry of Civil Affairs."
Li Yunqian pointed at Chu Pingsheng: "As for you... My original intention was to ask the Ministry of Industry to fund the renovation of the house that originally belonged to the Lin family. Hmm, you can think of a way on your own."
"It's not your fault, Your Majesty. It’s troublesome, but Mr. Xin deserves a reward for his hard work in presiding over the peace talks between the two countries."
"Then how do you think he should be rewarded?"
"Your Majesty has just dismissed Guo Youzhi from the position of Minister of Rites, Hong. Lu Temple is under the control of the Ministry of Rites. I think this position is very suitable for him. What do you think, Your Majesty? "
"Are you making the decision for me? "
"How could it be? His Majesty is obviously asking for the opinion of the foreign envoy."
Chu Pingsheng said it politely, but anyone with a discerning eye could hear the confrontation between him and Li Yunqian.
"Humph, Guo Zheng will take over the post of Minister of Rites for the time being. Xin Qiwu, you can take his place."
Li Yunqian flicked his sleeves, turned around the screen and left, He walked very quickly because he was worried that he would stay any longer. Chu Pingsheng lifted the roof of the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests.
It took a while before Xin Qiwu crawled out from under the dining table at the reminder of the Taichang Temple Shaoqing, who was also a disciple of the prince, and kowtowed to the crown to thank him.
"I thank you, Your Majesty. Long live, long live, long live."
At this time, Li Yunqian walked away and no one was left.
Guo Zheng is the minister of the Ministry of Rites, a third-rank official, and the Minister of Honglu Temple is a fourth-rank official. Counting...a two-level jump.
Within one year, he rose from Shaoqing of Honglu Temple to Minister of Rites. His promotion was so fast that no one in the court could rival him except Chu Pingsheng, a casual official with no real power.
It seems that this is respect, a good thing, and a good job, but Master Xin's face is like a dried bitter melon, not to mention how ugly it is.
Mr. Chu challenged the emperor, his great master's godson, the future king of the grassland, for doing this others would only say "brave, fierce, sassy, and courageous", but why did he have to drag him with him every time? This man is sitting at home, disaster Who knows what it feels like to come from heaven?
"Master Xin, get up, my father has already left and disappeared."
Xin Qiwu raised his head when he heard the voice, and suddenly felt aggrieved and wanted to cry: "Your Highness the Crown Prince...I... ...I..."
Li Chengqian patted him on the shoulder: "Do a good job."
After that, he strode forward, shaking the sleeves of his crown and left.
Fan Xian played clever tricks many times today, but Chu Pingsheng was beaten to death every time, which made the emperor's face dull. As the prince, he was naturally very happy to see Fan Xian defeated.
As for whether the emperor would be angry with him...
Everyone in the civil and military circles of the Manchu Dynasty knew that the title of Prince and Grand Master was just a false title. In the past few months, he had not had the title of "Prince and Grand Master". The teacher has met.
Li Chengze rolled up his robe sleeves and walked out with steady steps. When he passed by Xin Qiwu, he paused and imitated the prince and patted him on the shoulder: "Master Xin, I have been having a problem that I can't solve. Understand, are you a disciple of the prince or Master Chu?"
Xin Qiwu shuddered and his face became even more bitter.
"Your Highness, I also have a question that I don't understand." Chu Pingsheng snatched away the white face towel used by an imperial eunuch to wipe his sweat, wiped the blood on his hands carefully, and said with a serious smile: "Si Lili told me that Niulan In the street assassination case, she only gave Lin Gong the token to order Cheng Jushu, but she did not tell him when Fan Xian would go to Huachuan for the appointment. So who leaked such important time information to Lin Gong? "< br>
When Li Chengze heard that, his eyes changed continuously.
Fan Xian went to Si Lili’s flower boat for a date with him. If Si Lili was not the informant, then who was the suspect?
On the other side, Fan Xian, who was negotiating with Gong Dian to order the guards to let go of Fan Ruoruo, heard the above words and glanced at the two of them, thoughtfully.
"Si Lili is a Northern Qi spy, and the credibility of her words is open to question. Beauty traps have been difficult to guard against since ancient times. I hope Master Chu will not be deceived by beauty."
Li Chengze reminded him with a kind smile, turned around and left, until he turned toward the palace door, his expression suddenly fell.
What happened today was that he wanted to take the opportunity to win over Fan Xian to fight against the prince, but Chu Pingsheng's words made all his efforts go to waste.
Whether Fan Xian believes in him or not, he will always be suspicious of him.
What’s more important is that the Niulan Street assassination was indeed planned and implemented by him.
(End of this chapter)