Chapter 61 This person cannot stay!
"Chen Pingping." Emperor Qing let out a long breath and asked in a light voice, "Did your visit go smoothly?"

"Your Majesty, I am your subject." Chen Pingping was driving the wheelchair, with his front always facing the person in front of him.

"Do you hate what happened this time?"

"Your Majesty, I am terrified!" Chen Pingping said, lowering his head slightly.

"Yes." Emperor Qing stood up from the couch, put his hands behind his back, and walked out of the imperial study, "Walk with me."

Chen Pingping quickly controlled the wheelchair to catch up.

The Tide-Watching Pavilion is where Emperor Qing spends most of his leisure time. On weekdays, after the court meeting, Emperor Qing spends most of his leisure time here. This is also the reason why Emperor Qing set up the Imperial Study here, and some unfinished official business will also be handled here.

Although the Qing Palace was not as vast and solemn as the Northern Qi Palace, the pond was also a beautiful sight specially built by the Qing Emperor. There was a pond of koi in it, which made the Qing Emperor often think of the dashing figure in his heart. That period of time was the happiest time in the Qing Emperor's life, even more pleasant than when he became the emperor.

The two people with different thoughts walked slowly, and from time to time threw some fish food that they had just received from the eunuch, which created a scene of countless colorful fish fighting for it.

The two of them tacitly kept silent and deliberately maintained a moment of silence.

After a moment, Emperor Qing slowly closed his eyes, his face full of aftertaste, but his voice was cold and uncomfortable: "You have led the Supervisory Council for many years, and I have always been very relieved. This time, what kind of answer are you going to give?"

Chen Pingping threw away the fish food in his hand, clapped his hands, and said expressionlessly: "The murderer who killed Lin Gong has already been found."

"What do you mean?" Emperor Qing frowned.

"When Lin Gong died, there was a man next to him named Wu Bo'an." Chen Pingping did not answer Emperor Qing's first question, but talked about another thing.

Emperor Qing lowered his brows, thinking about the information about Wu Boan.

Wu Bo'an had some reputation in Kyoto, especially in the official circles, where he was very active. His position was swaying, maneuvering between the crown prince and the second prince, but no one expected that he would end up dying with the second son of Prime Minister Lin's mansion.

"Go on."

"Yes." Chen Pingping continued, "After returning to the capital, I have interrogated Si Lili. This Wu Bo'an is the person responsible for contacting Northern Qi. Even the lieutenant commander of the patrol department who was silenced was related to him. Now it seems that he is the mastermind behind all this."

Emperor Qing was silent, and did not say whether Si Lili was making random accusations because she saw something was not right. He knew Chen Pingping, just as Chen Pingping knew him. Since Chen Pingping said this, it must be true. Emperor Qing was thinking about something else. Since Wu Bo'an colluded with Qi State and had contact with the second son of Prime Minister Lin, then Lin Gong could not escape the charge of collaborating with the enemy!
The matter involves treason. As for Prime Minister Lin Ruofu, the head of all officials, how long can he remain in office?

'After the national war, he will still be needed to coordinate the war.' Emperor Qing thought to himself.

"Wu Bo'an was a Jinshi twenty years ago. He is a very talented person. As for who really supports him behind the scenes..." Chen Pingping paused and said no more, but his eyes were fixed on Emperor Qing.

"You old dog, you are getting more and more presumptuous!" Emperor Qing raised the cup of tea in the pavilion and threw it in front of Chen Pingping. With a snap, the cup shattered and the tea splashed. "I asked you to name the murderer!"

Emperor Qing certainly knew who Chen Pingping was talking about. Apart from the eldest princess, who else would have the courage to contact Northern Qi with bargaining chips?

Chen Pingping seemed not to notice what was happening before him. He let the water stains on his body slide off, with a smile on his face, and answered firmly, "Si Gu Jian!"

"The Grandmaster of Dongyi City, Si Gu Jian?" Emperor Qing seemed amused by this answer. "Do you think people in the world will believe this answer? Will Prime Minister Lin believe it? This answer is a bit too absurd." "Of course they will believe it!" Chen Pingping said respectfully with a matter-of-fact look on his face. "From the inspection of Lin Gong's wounds in the courtyard, it was indeed done by a master of fast swordsmanship. And it carries the pure Si Gu Jian's intention, which cannot be fake. The female assassin in the Niulan Street incident was also Si Gu Jian's disciple. In addition, Si Gu Jian had been to Kyoto before, so the murderer is naturally him, and it can only be him!"

Emperor Qing frowned: "What if Si Gu Jian denies it?"

Chen Pingping shook his head, and his meaning was very clear: Si Gu Jian would not deny it!

"Then let's investigate this, and make sure the facts are confirmed. When the case is closed, send an imperial edict to Dongyi City and ask them to hand over the murderer." After saying this, the atmosphere between the two gradually eased. "As for sending troops, the Supervisory Council must also prepare in advance and make arrangements."

"I obey your command." Chen Pingping, who was sitting in a wheelchair, responded with a bow.

Emperor Qing nodded and said something else: "There is a man named Li An in Kyoto. What do you think?"

Chen Pingping's eyes sparkled when he heard Emperor Qing's question. He couldn't help but recall the results of his investigation into this person during this period of time.

From the strange clothes that Li An wore when he first appeared in Danzhou, and then he approached Fan Xian and gradually gained the reputation of a fortune teller. And now he has entered Beijing, earned a huge fortune that has disappeared, and defeated Si Gu Jian in the suburbs of Kyoto, it can be seen that Li An should come from the same place as the young lady - the temple.

"This person has top-notch cultivation and is the fifth grandmaster in the world. Not only is he good at martial arts, he is also very talented in literature and has published many excellent works. These are secondary. What people care about most is his divination that seems to know everything, which makes it impossible to keep secrets!"

Chen Pingping never believed in divination. If there were such magical things, why couldn't the young lady, who also came from the temple, predict that she would end up dying in the capital of Qing Kingdom?
"You mean, he has his own information network, and it's a force that even your Supervisory Council can't detect?" Emperor Qing asked back.

Chen Pingping shook his head: "It's impossible that there are no traces at all." This sentence denied Emperor Qing's guess, and also denied his own idea.

Emperor Qing did not deny Chen Pingping's ability. There was no force in the world that he could not find out. Looking at the old and disabled man in front of him, Emperor Qing sighed and said, "You are a few years younger than me, but now you are so old. Who can help me after you?"

Chen Pingping smiled slightly and replied, "Of course there is one, and that is Fan Xian. After completing this task, I will be able to put down my heavy burden."

"In order to give him his mother's things intact, I paid no less than you two!" Emperor Qing snorted coldly, as if something on his mind was aroused. He became silent for a while, and after a while he adjusted his mood and said, "You are dissatisfied with me!"

"I dare not!" Chen Pingping lowered his head. "I just want the Supervisory Council to be smoothly handed over to Fan Xian. But Fan Jian, the Supervisory Council has so much power, how can it be handed over to an outsider? Only Fan Xian can take over."

"Let me think about it again." Emperor Qing's heart was moved, and he seemed to agree with Chen Pingping's words. He turned to ask about Li An, "Yesterday, Li An handed in a new farm tool blueprint and a new calendar. What do you think I should do with Li An?"

"The new blueprints and calendars must be promoted. After all, it is possible that they are from there." Chen Pingping calmed down, his face cold, and said firmly: "It's just that Li An..."

"You can't stay!"

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