Joy of Life: I am Li Chengze, and I have mastered the Eight Wonders

Chapter 25 Guo Baokun

So, once the truth comes out, how should we respond?

Should we impeach the Crown Prince directly in the palace?"

Fan Xian turned to Li Chengze, his tone questioning.

"This move may put His Majesty in a dilemma and make him feel very embarrassed." Li Chengze replied with a serious look.

"Indeed, after verification, impeachment is inevitable, but it requires strategy and should not be done openly." "We just need to make His Majesty aware of this matter."

"This incident alone is not enough to shake the crown prince's position, but just like a dam collapses due to an ant hole, Your Majesty may be able to protect him for a while, but how can it last forever?"

"Over time, if such incidents occur frequently, His Majesty will doubt the Crown Prince's ability. As the crown prince, if he cannot even properly handle his own affairs, how can he govern the country?"

Li Chengze spoke slowly and explained his views to Fan Xian.

"I have no other thoughts. I just firmly believe that these thousands of innocent lives should not be lost in vain and the truth must be made known to the world. That's all."

Deep down, Fan Xian agreed with Li Chengze's views, but he himself did not think too much about these political games.

"Speaking of investigating cases, you are now in charge of the Supervisory Office, so you are naturally more adept at it than me."

"Therefore, I'll leave this matter to you." Li Chengze handed the task to Fan Xian.

"Why me again?" Fan Xian pretended to be helpless and gave Li Chengze a slightly complaining look.

"Those who are capable should naturally take on more responsibilities." Li Chengze joked with a smile, his tone full of encouragement.

After finishing speaking,
Fan Xian didn't refuse and left.

the other side!
Northern Qi Dynasty
In the prosperous city of Northern Qi, there is a secret stronghold hidden.

Fan Sizhe followed in Guo Baokun's footsteps and stepped into this seemingly ordinary shop, his heart full of curiosity:
"Brother Guo, is this really the secret spy liaison station you mentioned? Choosing a place in a downtown area, aren't you afraid of being exposed?"

Hearing this, Guo Baokun raised a smug smile and explained to Fan Sizhe:
"Haha, Brother Fan, this is exactly where we excel. As the saying goes, 'A great hermit hides in the city'.
The most conspicuous place has become the safest haven. Since your brother appointed me as the head of the Northern Qi spy team, our team has acted cautiously and has not failed so far. "

Upon hearing this, Fan Sizhe couldn't help but applaud and praise, and was willing to play the role of supporting.

Kuo Pao-kun was in high spirits and continued to introduce their operating model:

“Besides, the life of us secret agents is not dull at all.

During every festival, we will organize activities for everyone to travel together and enjoy a moment of relaxation. Of course, all of this is done under the premise of ensuring safety. "

Upon hearing this, Fan Sizhe frowned slightly and said worriedly, "Wouldn't this be more risky? What if we get caught in one fell swoop?"

Guo Baokun shook his finger lightly, looking confident:
"Brother Fan, you worry too much. We old spies are all masters of disguise.

Even if we just stroll around the gate of the palace, people will mistake us for ordinary people passing by. Those guys from Northern Qi want to catch us? It's as difficult as climbing to the sky!"

As he spoke, Guo Baokun proudly picked up the wine glass and drank it all in one gulp, with a heroic look on his face:
"I, Guo Baokun, not only have the potential to become a famous general, but I can also do my job as a secret agent very well. It is true that I was born to be useful. The Qing Kingdom is more exciting because of me!"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a slight sound of tiles moving on the roof. It was obvious that someone was secretly watching. He cursed in his heart:

"This guy is so arrogant!"

However, Guo Baokun and Fan Sizhe, who were immersed in their self-intoxication, were completely unaware of this, and the latter even praised Guo Baokun's "poetry":
"Brother Guo's words are magnificent. Compared with my brother, the poet Xiao Fan, they are both equally good!" "Thank you, thank you. Compared with the style of Master Xiao Fan, I still need to work harder."

Guo Baokun smiled brightly and pointed with two fingers, "It's just a tiny difference."

Seeing that he was drinking while on duty, Fan Sizhe couldn't help but remind him:

"Brother Guo, my brother has ordered us to return to Qing Kingdom immediately. How about we put this wine aside and discuss the return journey?"

When Guo Baokun heard that he could return to Qing Kingdom, he was delighted, but then he became worried:
"However, who will take over the secret service of Northern Qi after I leave? Without my coordination, they will probably be in a mess."

At this time, there was a faint sound coming from the roof. Guo Baokun was completely unaware of it, but Fan Sizhe frowned and asked in confusion:
"Brother Guo, is there any small animal in this room? Why are there strange noises?"

Guo Baokun patted his chest confidently and assured Fan Sizhe:

"You must have heard it wrong. Where I am, not to mention mice, even the most alert flying insects can't get close to me!"

After saying that, Guo Baokun quickly packed up the relics of the innocent veterans of the Qing Kingdom that he had taken back from Yan Xiaoyi and prepared to set off.

His efficiency surprised Fan Sizhe:
"Brother Guo is really decisive. I have prepared a carriage. To avoid attracting attention, I only asked the driver to take us to the border."

Hearing this, Fan Sizhe felt relieved and smiled until his eyes narrowed into slits: "Brother Guo is indeed a man who has thought things through!"

At the other end of the Northern Qi Palace, the saint Haitang Duoduo was leisurely stirring sour curd, preparing to enjoy it, but Lang Tao, who had hurriedly returned, snatched the cup away and drank it all in one gulp.

"Junior sister, there is good news. Guo Baokun and Fan Sizhe have rented a carriage and are planning to sneak back to Qing Kingdom."

Haitang Duoduo curled her lips slightly and said teasingly:
"Once Kuo Pao-kun is gone, who will take over his 'unique' stupidity? I'm afraid it will be hard to find such a 'genius' again."

Lang Tao put down the porcelain bowl in his hand, thought for a moment and shook his head:

"Indeed, such an opportunity is rare. Guo Baokun is unique in the spy world."

He smiled bitterly, thinking that the proposal was a bit ridiculous.

Upon hearing this, Haitang Duoduo did not make a decision immediately, but simply said, "It would be more appropriate to leave this matter to your majesty to decide."

In a corner of the Northern Qi imperial palace, the young emperor Zhan Doudou was holding a scroll and chanting poems:

“You eat your salary, which is the fat and blood of the people. It is easy to abuse the people, but it is hard to deceive God.” His words revealed his concern for the people’s livelihood and his awe of the way of heaven. He admired this poem very much.

Si Lili walked in lightly, with a cunning light flashing in her eyes. She asked in her unique foxy voice:
"Your Majesty, this poem is profound and majestic. Could it be another new work by Master Fan Xian?"

Zhan Doudou shook his head gently, frowning slightly:

"No, although Fan Xian is extremely talented, he flatly denied this poem. He neither said that he wrote it nor admitted that it was obtained in a dream. It is really puzzling."

When Si Lili heard this, a hint of interest flashed in her eyes:
"Could it be that the Qing Kingdom is about to give birth to another talent who can rival Fan Xian and become the second 'Little Fan the Poet'?"

Zhan Doudou smiled slightly, without making any comment. He looked past the palace wall and towards the distant Qing Kingdom:
"I dare not say whether Qing Kingdom can produce another genius like Fan Xian.

But in today's Qing Kingdom, there is indeed a person who is known for his kindness and generosity, the Second Prince."

(End of this chapter)