Chapter 36 Depressed Shen Yan
"Chen Yan, open your eyes and take a good look. This palace has allowed this man to be so arrogant. Isn't this your dereliction of duty?" Uncle Xue was a shrewd and calculating man, far more astute than his worthless son, Xue An. Seeing that his men were unable to do anything to Qing Yi, he turned his attention to Chen Yan, attempting to pressure Qing Yi through Chen Yan's words. If Qing Yi refused to confess his guilt, it would be a blatant act of defiance against the Emperor.
Qing Yi had no idea about the twists and turns in the officialdom. With a smile and a hint of disdain, he said nonchalantly, "Oh, what? You want to bully others by relying on your power? Even if you all come at me together, what do I have to fear?"
As soon as these words came out, the Imperial Palace's Grand Commander, Chen Yan, almost drew the sword from his waist, cursing inwardly, "This brat is too arrogant! He doesn't even know where he is, and how dare he speak so arrogantly!"
Qingfeng saw this situation from the side and was afraid that Qingyi's words would completely anger Shen Yan, so he hurried forward to smooth things over: "Uncle Xue, Lord Shen, the emperor ordered the young prince to bring Young Master Qingyi. Perhaps there was some misunderstanding between him and Young Master Xue before. It would be better to wait for the young prince to arrive and then discuss it carefully." Qingfeng thought to himself that as a confidant of Emperor Chu, Shen Yan would give the young prince some face.
Sure enough, after hearing Qingfeng's words, Chen Yan's hand, which had been tightly gripping the sword at his waist, slowly loosened.
"Hmph! I was thrown into the lake by him yesterday and nearly lost my life. Today I was seriously injured. How could there be any misunderstanding? Are you blind or deaf? What's so great about Chu Qingyu? He has a stern face all day long and pretends to be noble. He is just the son of a frontier king. How can he want to suppress our Xue family? He even made friends with hooligans like you! I think you are the same kind of people!" Xue An was relentless and kept fanning the flames, fearing that his father would soften his heart and stop supporting him.
But these words were so rude that even Uncle Xue couldn't stop them. This kid was simply trying to offend everyone present. He dared to call the King of the Northwest a Frontier King and openly looked down on the young prince of the Northwest. Even as a father, he didn't dare to say such words.
"Master Xue, please be careful with your words and actions." Chen Yan saw that Xue An, this idiot, was getting more and more outrageous. He even dared to make up stories about the King of the Northwest. How could this be tolerated? If the hot-tempered King of the Northwest knew about this, I'm afraid everyone present would be implicated.
"Haha, what are you talking about? What can I say? Chen Yan, you, the commander of the imperial guards, are too timid. You are afraid of Chu Qingyu and the King of the Northwest, but this young master is not afraid!" Xue An grinned, pressed his still bleeding butt, and sneered angrily.
Chen Yan felt depressed. Why didn't these two just start fighting? Why were they coming for him? Was he, the commander of the Imperial Guards, a pushover in their eyes?
At this moment, Ye Qingyu and Eunuch Chang came over. Just after Uncle Xue came out of the Imperial Study, the Emperor of Chu had called Ye Qingyu aside to give him some instructions, which delayed him for a while. When Ye Qingyu came out, Eunuch Chang hurried forward and told him about the young eunuch who had just delivered the letter.
Upon hearing this, Ye Qingyu rushed over. Eunuch Chang was also worried that the matter would get out of hand, so he came with the young prince to take a look. When they arrived, they heard Xue An making random comments about the King of the Northwest, disrespecting the young prince, mocking Chen Yan, and calling Qing Yi a gangster.
Seeing the young prince coming, Chen Yan hurried forward to salute and respectfully called out, "Young prince!"
Ye Qingyu nodded slightly, then looked at Uncle Xue with a stern expression and said coldly, "Uncle Xue, I'm honored."
When Uncle Xue saw the Little Prince of the Northwest coming, he immediately changed his expression and responded with a smile: "How are you, Little Prince?"
"Yeah." Ye Qingyu just responded lightly, without any hint of friendliness or familiarity on his face. As for Xue An, he didn't even bother to give him a glance, as if this person didn't exist at all.
"Chu Qingyu, didn't you see this young master? Your people beat me up, and you didn't even say a word?" Xue An continued to shout.
As if he had just noticed this person, Ye Qingyu raised his eyes and gave this incompetent young master a cold look. He asked in a cold voice, "Who hit you? How come I don't know?"
"Look, my butt is still bleeding, and you are lying with your eyes open?" Xue An was afraid that Ye Qingyu didn't see it, so he turned around and stuck out his butt, wanting the little prince to see the wound with the wine jar tile still stuck in it.
Chen Yan and the others almost couldn't help laughing out loud, wondering in their hearts: Is this guy here to make fun of you? Only Uncle Xue felt sorry for his youngest son and shouted, "Are all the people in the Imperial Hospital dead? Why hasn't anyone come yet?"
"Oh my, how did you get hurt? Xiao Xizi, go and see who is on duty at the Imperial Hospital today, and call him over to take a look!" Eunuch Chang pretended to be very distressed.
"My lord, I've just asked for it. Imperial Physician Wang has gone to check Concubine Mei's pulse. I've already told the people at the Imperial Hospital. He'll be here as soon as he's done." The young eunuch hurriedly reported.
"Then please tell me in detail, Master Xue, how exactly did my people beat you?" Ye Qingyu said calmly and slowly.
"He threw me into the lake at Yanyu Tower yesterday and almost drowned me! He hurt me when we started fighting just now." Xue An felt that he was in the right and shouted at the top of his voice.
"Was it him who stabbed you with the tile from the wine jar?" Ye Qingyu continued to ask with a calm look.
"...Almost!" Xue An replied vaguely.
"Oh, if it is, it is. If it is not, it is not. What does this 'almost' mean? If anyone of you saw it, please testify for Young Master Xue so that I can handle this matter." Ye Qingyu said, his eyes slowly sweeping over the people around him.
The room suddenly became so quiet that you could hear a pin drop, and everyone remained silent.
"Then let me ask you one more question. How come the royal wine that the emperor just gave me was spilled all over the floor? Who broke it?" Ye Qingyu asked again in a cold voice.
Still no one said anything, but everyone could hear that the young prince of the Northwest was about to start settling the matter.
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