Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 511 Reporting back to Marquis Qingyang, it is indeed a fine sword.
Inside the carriage, Guo Wenhua pressed down on the Fifth Prince's arm with his palm and gently shook his head.

"Your Highness, it's not worth it for the sake of Zhao Fuguo."

"Besides, it's too late to turn back now. We might as well go straight to the banquet and find out what Marquis Qingyang is up to."

Guo Wenhua spoke in a low voice.

The Fifth Prince slowly suppressed his anger and nodded.

Given his status, how could he possibly care about someone like Guo Fuguo?

Although the Zhen Tian Si claimed to have entered the Fifth Prince's residence to arrest people without giving him any face, the fact that Qingyang Hou's invitation lured him out of the residence before arranging the arrest showed that the Zhen Tian Si had at least given him some leeway.

This means that Marquis Qingyang is also unwilling to truly become an enemy of his fifth prince.

This creates room for operation.

For the Fifth Prince, even a hundred or ten thousand Guo Fuguos could not compare to the Marquis of Qingyang or the Zhentian Division.

The carriage moved forward and stopped a moment later in front of a magnificent, golden pavilion.

The Fifth Prince stepped down from the carriage, where a group of Zhen Tian Si guards dressed in black robes were already waiting.

"This humble officer, Guo Chengshu, a captain of the Heavenly Guard, is here by order of the Marquis of Qingyang to welcome the Fifth Prince to the banquet."

Guo Chengshu, standing tall and straight, clasped his hands in a fist salute and spoke in a loud voice.

"Guo Chengshu, hmm, I've heard of your name." The Fifth Prince nodded and followed Guo Chengshu into the main hall of the pavilion.

Walking straight up to the third floor, the empty building contained only a wooden table with a bronze wine cup on it.

The Fifth Prince frowned and said in a deep voice, "Where is Marquis Qingyang?"

Guo Chengshu turned around, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Lord Marquis is preoccupied with official duties and cannot come in person. He has asked me to convey his message to the Fifth Prince that he would like to offer him a cup of wine."

After he finished speaking, he walked to the table, picked up the wine glass, and held it with both hands.

The Fifth Prince's face twitched, and his blood and qi surged.

"Lord Qingyang, good, good—"

He laughed in extreme anger, his eyes filled with cold ruthlessness.

Was Marquis Qingyang really toying with him?
Or so it is! The Fifth Prince, he was not even taken seriously by the Marquis of Qingyang!
"His Highness praised Marquis Qingyang for his loyalty to the country. Commandant Guo, please remember to convey this message."

Guo Wenhua, who was standing behind the Fifth Prince, stepped forward and took the wine cup from Guo Chengshu's hand.

"I will drink the wine offered by Marquis Qingyang on behalf of Your Highness."

He downed the wine in one gulp, then smiled and said, "Indeed, fine wine. Please convey to Commander Guo that the Fifth Prince will certainly invite Marquis Qingyang for a drink when the opportunity arises."

After saying that, he turned to the Fifth Prince, bowed and said, "Your Highness, since Marquis Qingyang is busy with official duties, let's have a drink and get together with him another day."

Guo Chengshu stood still, clasped his hands in greeting, and said, "Respectfully seeing off Your Highness."

Guo Wenhua bowed to the Fifth Prince, giving a signal with his eyes.

The Fifth Prince's expression shifted, he gave a low snort, and walked straight downstairs.

Once seated in the carriage, the Fifth Prince clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and whispered, "Zhang Qingyang, good, very good."

Sitting opposite him, Guo Wenhua slightly raised his head and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, arguing is useless. Marquis Qingyang, he dares—"

"Wen Hua, there's no need to persuade me," the Fifth Prince said, raising his hand with a cold glint in his eyes. "If Zhang Qingyang wants to be my enemy, then I will make him understand who the true master of Great Qin is."

"Your Highness, please reconsider—" Guo Wenhua hadn't finished speaking when a buzzing, vibrating sound came from inside the carriage.

The fifth prince raised his hand and grasped the jade pendant at his waist, his face showing surprise.

Such messages are only sent in times of emergency.

What kind of news needs to be transmitted in this way within the imperial city?
He grasped the jade pendant and infused it with a faint flow of vital energy.

"Your Highness, the Imperial Concubine has instructed me to convey that the Marquis of Qingyang has captured all the officials who entered the Qianyang Palace to offer advice. In addition, His Majesty has ordered the Imperial Clan Court, the Ministry of Rites, and the Censorate to jointly oversee the self-investigation of all officials."

"The Imperial Concubine advised you to make plans early so as not to get involved."

The sound dissipated from within the jade pendant.

The Fifth Prince's expression shifted, a hint of disbelief flashing in his eyes.

Zhang Qingyang was able to instigate a self-investigation among the officials of the capital, with even the Ministry of Rites, the Censorate, and the Imperial Clan Court involved. Guo Wenhua looked at the Fifth Prince, hesitated for a moment, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, this matter is extremely serious and a decision must be made."

The fact that the imperial concubine used secret methods to send messages was already a taboo subject.

Consort Jia risked her life to send this message so that the Fifth Prince could make plans quickly and at least avoid getting involved in this matter.

The Fifth Prince's expression shifted, and he muttered, "Well done, Marquis Qingyang, impressive, truly impressive..."

Although the Marquis of Qingyang, who only knew how to kill, was terrifying, he was nothing more than a brute in the eyes of the Fifth Prince.

However, the fact that the Censorate and the Ministry of Rites were mobilized to conduct self-examinations among officials is not something that a reckless person would do.

If such a person were to take charge of the Martial Guard and become an enemy, it would be a truly terrifying thing.

The carriage returned to the Fifth Prince's residence. The Fifth Prince stepped down from the carriage, and all the guards and advisors in front of the gate bowed and stood silently.

The Fifth Prince glanced at everyone, his gaze settling on the two Grandmaster-level retainers of the mansion, and his expression darkened.

"Your Highness, it's not that we're unwilling to act, but rather that the experts of the Heavenly Suppression Division are too for us to handle..."

The old man in the black robe sighed softly and said nothing more.

The Heavenly Guardians—are they people to mess with?

You are a prince, so people give you face, but these guards and servants dare to block the way of the Zhen Tian Si. Aren't they tired of living?

Zhang Yuan, the Marquis of Qingyang and head of the Imperial Guard, fought his way from the Court of Judicial Review to the Ministry of Justice, and then from the Ministry of Justice to outside the Qianyang Hall of the Imperial Palace.

Who would dare to mess with such a ruthless person?

The Fifth Prince, on the other hand, remained calm and silent as he walked into the mansion.

Everyone breathed a sigh of relief and followed closely behind.

Just as they reached the gate of the mansion, a voice rang out.

"Mo Xuan from the Demon Suppression Division has come on the orders of Marquis Qingyang."

The Fifth Prince stopped in his tracks and saw a burly man dressed in black robes with a charred face, demon-locking iron chains wrapped around his shoulders, and eyes filled with nothing but dark grime. The man was holding a long, narrow sword and was walking quickly toward him.

A powerful figure in the Demon Suppression Bureau, a Grandmaster of the Profound Realm.

Mo Xuan stood before the stone steps, holding the sword in both hands, his dark pupils flashing with a sharp light.

"The Shadow Division has discovered that Chen Zhengyi, an official from the Court of Judicial Review who infiltrated the Fifth Prince's residence, intended to incite students of the Imperial Academy to form a coalition and create public opinion to overthrow the Zhen Tian Division."

"The Marquis of Qingyang has ordered me to deliver this sword."

A knife has been delivered?
All eyes were fixed on the long sword that Mo Xuan was holding.

This knife—

"Autumn chill!"

The Fifth Prince recognized the knife!

This is the sword that the Emperor personally bestowed upon the Marquis of Qingyang!

Chen Zhengyi, who was standing to the side, suddenly went limp and collapsed to the ground.

Outside the Fifth Prince's residence, everyone's expression shifted, and they lowered their heads in silence.

This knife was personally bestowed by His Majesty. What does it mean that it is now being presented to the Fifth Prince?
"Good knife."

Guo Wenhua suddenly spoke, looking at the Fifth Prince.

"Your Highness, this is truly a fine knife."

The Fifth Prince's eyes flashed with a sharp light as he raised his hand and grasped the hilt of the knife in Mo Xuan's hand.

“Clang—”

The long sword was drawn, a clear gleam flashed, and blood spurted from Chen Zhengyi's throat as he knelt on the ground, his body rolling down the stone steps.

The longsword flashed with a chilling edge, and drops of blood condensed into crimson ice crystals.

The Fifth Prince sheathed his sword and said calmly, "Reporting to Marquis Qingyang, it is indeed a fine sword."

(End of this chapter)