Chapter 150 Whirlpool (Subscription Request)

(There was no mention of Yun Zhilan in the previous chapter. It was written wrong and has been revised.)

Ku He would certainly not be angry. He and Shen Qingzhou fought a great battle in Northern Qi. Although he was confident that he had long-lasting endurance and would surely win in a long fight, Shen Qingzhou's fighting power was worthy of equal treatment.

He himself was wondering how Shen Qingzhou had cultivated to this level. It seemed that he was different from other grand masters like himself, and he relied on his own horizontal training kung fu.

At that time in Shangjing, Shen Qingzhou retreated. Others thought that Shen Qingzhou was defeated. Even so, they still regarded him as the number one under the Grand Master. However, Ku He knew that the two of them had not yet decided the winner.

In this situation, if Shen Qingzhou called him by his name directly, he would naturally not think it was wrong or disrespectful, and he had a good attitude.

As for Zhuang Mohan and Shen Qingzhou, he didn't know what was going on. To him, these things had nothing to do with him.

In the delegation, Haitang Duoduo looked at Shen Qingzhou with complicated eyes. At this moment, it seemed that the two of them no longer had the right to have an equal dialogue.

"Duke Wu is worthy of being the God of War of our Qing Kingdom. He is upright and honest, and he can even question the Grand Master. Mr. Zhuang, what else do you want to say?" As soon as Chen Pingping said this, everyone understood that the contradiction had become obvious.

"Mr. Zhuang." Emperor Qing said.

“I still say the same thing, the poems written by Master Fan and Duke Wu were all written by my master before.

The meaning of these two poems, with their great ups and downs and a sense of leisurely contentment, may be that Duke Wu and Master Fan were young and promising, but to write about such a mood was not what they were meant to be at that age, and too much is as bad as too little.

On the contrary, it was Duke Wu's "killing nine million" that fully demonstrated his intention on the battlefield. "Zhuang Mohan's words made Chen Pingping helpless. After all, he joined the game halfway, and Zhuang Mohan also had his own ideas. He couldn't accept the fact that Fan Xian had plagiarized.

"Your Majesty, Fan Xian deceives the world and steals fame. He has truly brought shame to the scholars of our dynasty. I implore Your Majesty to strip this thief of his honors and never employ him again." Guo Baokun actively stepped forward to report Fan Xian.

Guo Youzhi felt helpless. "Silly son, don't you see that the current situation is not as expected? Why did you rush forward anyway?"

Originally, it was Guo Baokun who came forward to question Fan Xian, but he was not aware that Shen Qingzhou was also involved. Now, his son is so stupid, alas.

His appearance made many people look strange. Shen Qingzhou was also complaining in his heart, saying that they were worthy of being the Dragon and the Phoenix, but they only remembered to suppress Fan Xian and didn't pay attention to the actual situation.

"Fan Xian, what do you say?" Everyone smart could understand what Emperor Qing said. He wanted to get Fan Xian out. It seemed that the power of the Six Gates must be taken back.

"Not to mention that the evidence Mr. Zhuang brought has nothing to do with me, let's just say that Mr. Zhuang wanted to argue the truth in front of the palace. When did Mr. Guo know about it?" Fan Xian questioned. Guo Baokun couldn't help but look at the eldest princess.

"Of course I found out just now." Guo Baokun said.

"Then why did Young Master Guo say with such certainty that he wanted to see me ruined as soon as I arrived at the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests? I wonder if Young Master Guo can tell fortunes with his fingers, or if he has been secretly in cahoots with Mr. Zhuang for a long time." Fan Xian became more and more excited as he spoke, and he drank a lot of wine.

"What nonsense! Can this be used for secret collusion?" Guo Baokun's voice was filled with complaints.

Guo Youzhi also showed up. He had to get this thing done. His son already had a nickname, and if he didn't tell it, his son would be in trouble.

Guo Youzhi also continued what Guo Baokun said, catching Fan Xian's plagiarism and asking Emperor Qing to severely punish Fan Xian. "Lord Guo, what you said is wrong. Mr. Zhuang did not prove that Fan Xian plagiarized. He only proved that the poem of Duke Wu was written by Mr. Zhuang's master, and did not confirm that the child plagiarized." Fan Jian also came forward, and this time he wanted to lead the conversation to Shen Qingzhou.

"Minister Fan, there is no need to shift the blame to others. Minister Guo is impeaching Fan Xian." The God of Capture spoke again. This was Shen Qingzhou being truly loyal. The more this was the case, the more Emperor Qing would want to take back the Six Gates. It was not good to know that Shen Qingzhou did not know the emperor.

"Your Majesty, the assassin has been identified. He is indeed the Bronze Captain of the Six Gates." Suddenly, Gong Dian appeared and reported to Emperor Qing, and everyone heard it.

"Impossible, someone must have framed him. Could it be that after seeing the poem, Duke Wu knew it would be exposed, so he ordered his subordinates to assassinate him? This is too simple. There must be another conspiracy." When the Assistant Minister of Justice spoke, Shen Qingzhou knew that it was all connected. In other words, there was no need for connection. Knowing what Emperor Qing was thinking, it was enough to cater to him.

This sentence basically stated Shen Qingzhou's purpose. It was also an introduction. If they wanted to remove him from the position of the leader of the Six Gates, they must have an excuse.

Everyone knows that the identity of the chief constable of the Six Gates is real. Although it is difficult to be a high-ranking official in the Six Gates, one can become a chief constable with some merits.

"Duke, this is my fault. I didn't discipline my subordinates well enough and didn't want other spies to sneak into the Six Gates." The God of Capture was the first to admit his mistake to Shen Qingzhou.

"God of Capture, it's too late to help Duke Wu get rid of his relationship with you."

"Fan Xian, what's your explanation for plagiarism?" Emperor Qing would not just take down the Six Gates so crudely. At this moment, he was focusing on the word plagiarism, which was also the point of attacking Shen Qingzhou.

It would be a bit off topic to worry about the assassination now. This is a cycle, one linked to another. At this moment, it is just giving Fan Xian a way out. It is easy to explain why Zhuang Mohan's poem was not taken out. He still wants Qing Yu Tang, and the inner treasury must be inherited by Fan Xian before he can use the power left by Ye Qingmei.

"Mr. Zhuang, you are right. I copied this poem." Fan Xian's first sentence was earth-shattering. Emperor Qing and Chen Pingping and Fan Jian were all a little nervous. You are really drunk.

The eldest princess was relieved. She had thought that the problem was unsolvable, but unexpectedly, it was solved.

"Mr. Fan, you can admit your mistakes and correct them. After this incident, you will become a great man." Zhuang Mohan himself could not have imagined it.

"Don't rush to praise me, Mr. Zhuang. I copy poems for myself and you copy poems for your teacher. We are both equally good. To be honest, you are not as straightforward as me.

This poem is written by Shaoling Ye Lao, the great poet Du Fu, and has nothing to do with your teacher. Mr. Zhuang is a model of respecting teachers by deceiving the world and stealing their reputation for your teacher. "Fan Xian was naturally not afraid, and said while still being a little drunk.

He also heard that he had entered a whirlpool, which was supposed to be aimed at him, but inexplicably it was aimed at Shen Qingzhou.

He had his own solution, which was the most reckless thing in youth, and he suddenly felt lonely.

When he said this, everyone felt that Fan Xian was talking nonsense. There were many literati at the banquet, but none of them had ever heard of the name of this great poet.

"Poet Saint, haha, which dynasty is this Poet Saint from? Even if he is a Poet Saint, has he left his name in history?" Zhuang Mohan naturally didn't believe it. Deep down in his heart, he believed that Shen Qingzhou and Fan Xian were talented, but they had no choice but to come to this point.

"He is not mentioned in history books because his poems belong to another world. A world of great elegance and brilliant literary talent." What else could Fan Xian do? He really had no solution, but he still said it proudly.

(End of this chapter)