Joy of Life: I am a Han Dynasty succubus, and I rebel from the beginning

Chapter 302: Ye Qingmei's followers eventually became murderers, Chen Pingping's repentance

Fan Jian's face darkened. Relying on the fact that he and Emperor Qing were brothers, he stood out from the crowd of ministers and spoke to dissuade them.

"Your Majesty! Dadong Mountain on Dongshan Road is controlled by the rebels. It may be dangerous for you to go to Dadong Mountain to offer sacrifices to the gods."

"Think twice, Your Majesty!"

All the ministers, clan members, and eunuchs knelt down and tried to dissuade him.

If Emperor Qing died, the benefits they promised them would be gone forever.

Emperor Qing waved his hand, his eyes filled with unprecedented confidence.

"This time, I will bring 5,000 of the most elite imperial guards with me, as well as the Western Factory Master Hong Sixiang and the Flowing Cloud Sanshou Master Ye Liuyun."

This sentence almost publicly stated that Hong Sixiang was the hidden grandmaster in the palace.

With two great masters accompanying and protecting us, where in the world can we not go?
Emperor Qing wanted to tell the rebels that he had the support of the Grand Master, so what could you do to me?
Everyone calmed down a little and some were even eager to try.

The noble families were even more grateful that they had not explicitly stated their willingness to pledge allegiance to the Grand Commander on the list.

Both great masters are on Emperor Qing's side, how can this battle be lost?
How to lose!!!
I just want to march arrogantly in your base camp and undermine your morale. What can you do to me?

Emperor Qing sneered in his heart when he saw that his ministers remained silent.

The silly sister imprisoned in Guangxin Palace still thought that Ye Liuyun was hers.

But Ye Liuyun is always Emperor Qing's man, it's just that the Ye family is a thorn in Liu Hong's side.

Ye Liuyun is a thorn in the side of the eldest princess.

Emperor Qing never trusts anyone and he is always prepared for everything.

After Dadongshan, we will wipe out all rebellions in Qing Kingdom and take advantage of the great victory to unify the world!
Emperor Qing's eyes sparkled with ambition, and there were even tears in his eyes.

I have endured for so long and watched these clowns jumping around for so long.

It's finally time to harvest.

The ministers continued to leave. Even Chen Pingping, the president of the Supervisory Yuan, did not have any second thoughts for the first time and arranged various affairs.

Chen Pingping just wants Emperor Qing to die. It would be best if Fan Xian could succeed to the throne.

If the Qing Kingdom was destroyed and Liu Hong still refused to compromise with their aristocratic families, how could they maintain the power they had worked hard for for decades?

Fan Xian was also preparing to leave. On the surface, he was responsible for protecting the safety of Emperor Qing, but in fact, he secretly joined hands with the eldest prince to be responsible for the siege of Kyoto.

In order to prevent Emperor Qing from leaving, Liu Hong would capture Kyoto.

After all, Liu Hong was near the capital, and he was able to recruit nearly 100,000 people, 40,000 of whom were fully armored troops.

Emperor Qing wanted to take advantage of Fan Xian's relatively good reputation in Kyoto to open the armory and organize the guards of the aristocratic families.

Together with the imperial guards, the city garrison troops, and the city defense troops, the county soldiers from the seven counties in the capital area totaled about 50,000 to 60,000 people.

Relying on the high city walls and deep moats of Kyoto, these people will be able to hold out for several years and easily wait for Emperor Qing to return with a great victory!

Emperor Qing looked at Fan Xian for a while, with a hint of disappointment in his eyes, but he finally spoke.

"Fan Xian, don't you have anything to tell me?"

Fan Xian's body stiffened. He certainly understood what Emperor Qing wanted to say.

However, once Liu Hong rebels, the ninth-rank masters under his command will probably gather in Kyoto, at least four or five people.

Now that Fan Xian has re-cultivated the Tianyi Dao technique, his strength is stuck at the eighth level and he has made no progress.

Under siege from several ninth-rank masters, Fan Xian would die easily.

Fan Xian lowered his head and remained silent, with countless struggles lingering in his heart, and finally he spoke with difficulty.

"His Majesty……"

Emperor Qing stretched out his calloused hand and stroked Fan Xian's face, which looked very similar to his own and Ye Qingmei, with a look of pity in his eyes.

But the love and affection soon disappeared and turned into ruthless exploitation.

"Are you really not worried about my safety at all? I know Wuzhu is about to go to Kyoto. You don't have to be confused. This is the news from Chen Pingping."

Fan Xian understood what Emperor Qing was thinking and slowly raised his head.

Emperor Qing smiled, still looking like a kind father.

"Although it is a little embarrassing, I still want you to send Lao Wu to Dadong Mountain to protect my safety."

"At that time, the temple messenger in Kyoto was still alive. In order to protect you, I ordered the killing of the temple messenger but failed. During the trip to Dadong Mountain, I am afraid that he will also take action." Emperor Qing's eyes were so sincere, without any guilt.
Emperor Qing, who had once wanted to kill Wu Zhu and the temple messenger while they were both seriously injured, out of a ulterior motive.

Emperor Qing, who had planned Ye Qingmei's death.

Now he has no guilt at all and shamelessly asks Fan Xian for Wuzhu's protection.

When Fan Xian heard Emperor Qing say this, he was moved.

I just feel that I am too selfish and judge others by my own standards.

Fan Xian knew about the battle between Wu Zhu and the temple messenger, and he also knew that the temple messenger wanted to take him and Wu Zhu away.

It was because of me that my father, Emperor Qing, offended the temple.

Is it too much to borrow Wuzhu now?
Fan Xian knelt on the ground, feeling a little ashamed of his little thoughts.

"Your Majesty! I will ask Uncle Wuzhu to go to Dadong Mountain to protect Your Majesty's safety."

Emperor Qing nodded with satisfaction and spoke seemingly casually.

"Does Lao Wu listen to you?"

"Uncle Wuzhu will only listen to me in this world."

Fan Xian spoke in a decisive tone, but also with some hints, warning Emperor Qing not to set his sights on Uncle Wu Zhu.

Emperor Qing seemed a little disappointed and signaled Fan Xian that he could leave.

In fact, when Emperor Qing was the only one left in the imperial study.

The corners of Emperor Qing's mouth curled up, and the arc became bigger and bigger, almost reaching behind his ears.

The laughter resounded throughout the imperial study.

"Hahaha...Interesting, very interesting. Liu Hong, it seems that your dirty laundry is of no use to me anymore."

Emperor Qing knew that the temple messenger was like a ruthless machine that only knew how to complete its mission.

Now, even if Wuzhu knew that I killed Ye Qingmei, he would not attack me again before the Dadong Mountain.

Apart from a Barrett bullet, Emperor Qing no longer had any scruples.

Even Emperor Qing wanted to laugh at this moment.

He, the murderer who killed Ye Qingmei, is right here. Do Fan Jian and Chen Pingping really have no guess at all?

Fan Xian probably knew some inside information.

But at this moment, faced with internal and external troubles in Qing State, they resolutely abandoned the hatred in their hearts and chose to support Emperor Qing.

What is this called? Repaying evil with kindness!
Home for everyone!

Emperor Qing felt a little elated for a moment. The feeling of being in control of everything again was too wonderful.

After leaving the palace, Fan Xian did not return to the Fan family, but chose to go to the Supervisory Office.

Chen Pingping had already stopped his wheelchair at the stone tablet in front of the Supervisory Council, staring at the inscription in a daze.

Fan Xian squatted beside Chen Pingping, also silent.

One is Ye Qingmei’s biological son, and the other is Ye Qingmei’s best friend.

In the face of overwhelming wealth and glory, and the crumbling Qing Kingdom, he finally stood on the side of the murderer.

Chen Pingping's old face looked very old at this moment.

According to Fei Jie's calculations, he should have died several years ago.

But for some reason, Chen Pingping did not die, and was still alive and kicking, but he was becoming increasingly unable to cope with the situation.

Chen Pingping's eyes were a little dazed as he looked at Ye Qingmei's inscription and spoke softly.

"I was wrong! I shouldn't have watched the bandits grow bigger and even supported them."

"All this was just my selfish desire and hatred, which allowed Liu Hong to rise to prominence, escape my control, and become the enemy of Qing."

Fan Xian listened to Chen Pingping's regret and felt a little resentful.

If Chen Pingping hadn't been helping Liu Hong overtly or covertly, he wouldn't have acquiesced to Fan Ruoruo marrying Liu Hong...

(End of this chapter)