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The Vice Minister of Revenue then had another big argument with the Director of the Censorate, as if things had turned very unpleasant.
At the intersection, the two lifted the sedan curtain and rolled their eyes at each other.
Then they went their separate ways in opposite directions.
Danzhou.
A few days later, a letter also arrived from Kyoto.
And that poison master with malicious intent.
Although I was unable to successfully convey my pain to all the recipients.
But at least it achieved some of its objectives.
At least, Fan Jian truly understood his feelings.
Of course, he also faced his own punishment.
Fei Jie read a few words from the letter once, then read them again.
Then, he turned to the study not far away, clenched his fists, and glared fiercely.
Inside the study, the wicked master and disciple were having a lesson.
On the letter paper were several large characters written in bold.
A year's salary deduction!
Fei Jie's face now seemed to have several large characters written on it.
Extremely depressed!
If he had known, he wouldn't have been so impulsive.
Anyway, even if he didn't write that letter, the message would still get through.
After all, he wasn't the only informant for these important figures.
Others may have sent messages, though their wording might not have been as good as his.
But at least that way, it wouldn't be his salary that was penalized.
Damn it, a whole year's work was for nothing. It's awful and frustrating.
He finally understood what it meant to harm others and ultimately harm oneself.
In the study, Fan Xian was writing from memory.
Su Yu, on the other hand, sat leisurely by the window enjoying the breeze.
Occasionally, a gloating smile would appear on his lips.
Just as that master of poisons cast a malicious glance toward the study.
He also saw the contents of the letter Fei Jie was holding with his clairvoyance.
It is likely that QQ group member 042 was penalized with a year's salary reduction due to poor performance at work.
Given Fei Jie's professional competence, it's impossible that he wouldn't have taught Fan Xian how to use poison well.
Poor performance at work was just a convenient excuse.
Although Su Yu didn't know exactly what Fei Jie had done.
However, judging from the content of the reply, it is somewhat related to Fan Xian's poem.
Su Yu smiled.
He could only describe Fei Jie with one word: "Deserved."
Who told him to go and provoke those people in Kyoto?
However, it's not a big deal.
After all, given Chen Pingping's ruthlessness, such a minor punishment as a deduction of salary would be ineffective.
It's nothing more than a harmless reminder.
However, Su Yu also vaguely connected some other things in her mind.
If it were the person in the palace who knew that five-year-old Fan Xian had written such a poem...
Before we know how much knowledge Fan Xian possesses.
They would definitely think there's something wrong with this child.
As the saying goes, if something seems out of the ordinary, there must be something fishy going on.
If a person acts abnormally, they are either a ghost or a god.
It was the kind of escape that came from a temple.
Fan Xian unintentionally revealed his talent too early this time.
This will likely arouse the person's suspicion.
As for being wary, Su Yu felt that there probably wouldn't be any.
Even if that person is terrified of someone like Fan Xian's mother.
Surely they wouldn't be afraid of a five-year-old child.
Wouldn't his Grandmaster level of skill be wasted?
However, he might want to speed up the process of getting Fan Xian back to the capital.
After all, it could be suspicion, probing, or exploitation.
You need to have people around you to better implement your methods.
Of course, these are just Su Yu's guesses.
He was unaware of what had happened in the Imperial Study of the Qing Kingdom's palace a few days prior.
In fact, that emperor...
He flew into a rage after seeing Fei Jie's letter.
He even reprimanded a certain official from the Ministry of Revenue for failing to properly educate his son and for being an unkind father.
They'll abandon their illegitimate child in a remote rural area, and who knows how many more years they'll stay there.
He also took the opportunity to criticize the director of the Censorate.
The reason given was that the letter writer's handwriting was too messy and his word choice was careless.
It probably means that the person is not respectful enough to their superior.
As the dean, Chen Pingping naturally needs to take responsibility because he failed to manage his subordinates effectively.
And this was indeed almost exactly what Su Yu had guessed.
Su Yu knew very well.
The emperor of Qing Kingdom is a man of deep thoughts and adept at concealing his true intentions.
It won't be because of feelings like jealousy or resentment.
He flew into a rage, smashing cups and breaking dishes.
He would not summon those two ministers simply because of some emotional outburst.
Using his own son as a pawn, he searches for a future successor in an extremely cold-blooded manner.
How could someone like that have the ordinary emotions of a normal person?
Even if he did occasionally feel a little emotion, it wouldn't be enough to drive him to a fit of rage.
For this emperor, laughter was not a genuine expression of joy.
Getting angry doesn't necessarily mean you're truly angry.
Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are merely tools for manipulating people's hearts in the imperial court, and means to achieve one's goals.
Perhaps one day, he will feel genuine fear and anger.
But definitely not now.
Because, in his current understanding...
Only those he fears, those he plots to eliminate.
But no one could control his life or death.
Of course, he never expected that an ordinary scholar would have such a profound impact on the capital.
The imperial majesty that once looked down upon the world and looked down upon all others can shatter into pieces.
And this is not his fault; in fact, things are unpredictable.
Su Yu also encountered unexpected events.
For example, he never imagined that the time it takes for an incense stick to burn would pass...
Fan Xian only managed to memorize the first ten characters of the essay?!
Su Yu looked calmly at the five-year-old boy in front of her and smiled slightly.
Then, he silently picked up the ruler beside him.
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Chapter Fifty-Two: Dragon-Shaped Flying Tiger Steps! Seventh Level of Internal Strengthening of the Physical Body!
"Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait."
Fan Xian subconsciously shifted his position back a little.
He looked at Su Yu with an extremely pleading tone.
"Sir, please let me go!"
"Sir, please put the ruler aside for now, and let me explain slowly..."
After saying that, Fan Xian laboriously took his right hand out of his sleeve.
They tried to lift it up, but couldn't lift it at all.