1340 Goodwill, the King is Unwell

The scene was in chaos and the students who were causing trouble could do nothing but run.

The generals guarding the city were also shocked. The Ninth Prince actually ordered the beating of these students when the situation was favorable to him. Did the Ninth Prince not care about his reputation? Wasn't he afraid of being impeached by the censors and held accountable by the emperor?

To be honest, the Ninth Prince is not afraid of being impeached by the Censor, nor is he afraid of being blamed by the Emperor. As for his reputation?

Even the Zhan family and the Jixia Academy did not dare to hold the Ninth Prince responsible for Mr. Wenyuan’s death. What are these students?

No matter how fiercely they make trouble, as long as a few great scholars say something, the voices against him will immediately disappear.

The Ninth Prince stood there, like an aloof emperor, watching with cold eyes, not at all moved by the students' pleas for mercy or their miserable plight. A few fearful students wanted to run, but their retreat was blocked by the soldiers guarding the city.

The general's idea was very simple. Since the Ninth Prince had ordered people to take action, the bigger the incident, the better. It would be best if more people died, so as to arouse the dissatisfaction of students and people towards the Ninth Prince. Then, in order to quell public anger, the Ninth Prince would have to come out and confess his guilt.

Unfortunately, he thought too simply of the Ninth Uncle. He specifically asked the guards to wrap the blade with no intention of seeing blood. How could these guards not understand that? Each of them acted with great discretion and would never take the lives of these weak scholars. At most, they would just cripple them.

A group of vulnerable scholars could not hold out for long in front of the iron-blooded soldiers. In just a quarter of an hour, hundreds of the troublemaking scholars were all lying on the ground, humming and looking at the Ninth Prince with resentment. Their eyes showed dissatisfaction and hatred towards the reality.

"Let the accompanying doctor examine them and make sure they are not going to die." Feng Qingchen got off the carriage, took a look at the situation here, and gave the order.

"Yes." No one questioned Feng Qingchen's order and immediately went to make arrangements.

The accompanying doctor came forward with the medicine box, but the scholars looked very stubborn: "You are so hypocritical. We don't accept charity. Don't think you can buy us off like this."

"You think too much. We don't have the time. We bribed you useless scholars and let the doctor take a look at you, just to tell everyone that we didn't kill you. You are all still alive and well. If you die later, it's not our fault. It's your own fault. But seeing that you are full of energy, you don't need a doctor's diagnosis." The personal guards had long been annoyed with the sour look of these scholars. They kicked them and walked away.

The scholar was so angry that he burst into tears.

"He's even leaking horse urine? Is he a man?" The crying not only failed to attract sympathy from the crowd, but instead made everyone laugh.

The officials always showed up after things were over. When the commander guarding the city saw that the situation below had been settled, he came running over with a hundred or so men in high spirits. When the scholars saw this, they complained loudly one by one.

The general guarding the city was secretly delighted, but he did not show it. Instead, he came to the Ninth Emperor's uncle with a look of shame and knelt down with a thud: "I am late in protecting you. Please punish me, Ninth Emperor."

The general only apologized politely, but the Ninth Emperor's uncle had no intention of letting him go. He said, "As a general guarding the city, you are so late to come when there is trouble at the city gate. Where do you think the safety of the imperial city is? This is my guard. If it were a civilian, wouldn't there be only one way to go? You neglect your duties, don't abide by your responsibilities, and don't take the safety of the capital to heart. What's the point of keeping you like this?"

As soon as the Ninth Prince finished speaking, he drew out the long sword that was guarding him from behind, and before the general defending the city could react, he slashed at him with the sword, taking his head.

"Nine……"

Gurgle gurgle... The head of the general defending the city rolled on the ground for several times before it stopped, his mouth slightly open, with a hint of smugness between his eyebrows, and he didn't know how he died until his death.

The soldiers he brought with him were stunned when they saw this scene. They collapsed to the ground and could not move. They were terrified and kowtowed desperately: "Your Majesty, please spare my life. Your Majesty, please spare my life."

When the scholars saw this scene, their mouths opened into an O shape and they stood there in a daze, not daring to come back to their senses for a long time.

Their greatest confidence was that the Ninth Prince did not dare to kill them in public. After all, the law does not punish the masses. But when they saw that the Ninth Prince took the head of the third-rank general with just one sentence, these scholars realized how naive they were.

"Pah..." The Ninth Prince threw the blood-stained sword in his hand to the ground without even looking at the soldiers.

Ta-da... The sound of uniform footsteps was heard again in the city. Everyone knew that the army was coming. When they looked in the direction of the sound, they saw rows of guards running towards the city gate, led by the newly promoted nobleman, Lord Fu Linfu.

"Fu Lin is getting better and better." Feng Qingchen's eyes flashed when he saw Fu Lin, and then he stood there as if nothing had happened. The Ninth Prince turned his head to look at Feng Qingchen and said, "He is the emperor's confidant."

Feng Qingchen smiled without comment. She was becoming more and more confused about Fu Lin. It was hard to say whether this man was loyal to the emperor.

These scholars had learned their lesson and dared not speak a word when they saw the Imperial Guards. They just looked stupidly at the leader Fu Lin, hoping that this adult could help them get "justice", but they were destined to be disappointed.

Fu Lin dismounted from his horse, walked to the Ninth Prince, and knelt on one knee: "I am late in protecting you, please forgive me, Ninth Prince."

"What crime has Lord Fu committed? Isn't this city gate under Lord Fu's jurisdiction? Where is the Nine Gates Admiral?" The Ninth Prince said and dragged the Nine Gates Admiral into the discussion. Feng Qingchen knew that the Ninth Prince was serious this time and wanted to control the military power of the imperial city.

Fu Lin was also a wonderful person. He smiled at Feng Qingchen as a greeting, and then said to the Ninth Uncle in a serious tone, "The Admiral is not feeling well and is recuperating at home."

"You got sick just in time." The Ninth Prince said sarcastically, glanced at Fu Lin, and said, "Since Master Fu is here, I'll leave this to Master Fu."

"Thank you, Uncle Ninth Prince. Don't worry. I will live up to your high expectations." Fu Lin responded solemnly. The subtext of his words was to tell Uncle Ninth Prince that he would do a good job on this matter and would not involve him.

"No wonder the emperor trusts Master Fu so much, Master Fu is indeed talented." The Ninth Uncle praised generously, and then changed the subject and said: "Since Master Fu is so capable, I will not bother the two masters with this matter. When Master Fu returns to the palace, please apologize to the emperor on my behalf. I am not feeling well and cannot enter the palace to see the emperor today. I will come here to apologize another day."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the carriage, leaving Fu Lin standing there, looking at the back of the Ninth Prince with a puzzled expression.

"Isn't this just a lie? You call this physical discomfort? How can I tell the emperor? Who have I offended? Are you two brothers fighting and dragging me into this?" Fu Lin looked depressed and muttered to himself.

"Sir, what did you say?" The personal guard behind him heard the voice but didn't hear clearly what Fu Lin said, so he boldly asked...

It is necessary to please Lord Fu!