Mu Qingye's childhood
Wei Qiren looked at Lianyue, unwilling to continue his words.
"No need to know, you are free to go anywhere now," Wei Qiren said, immediately walking away.
On this journey, he was heading to Yongki to find someone.
Someone who changed his life.
Seven days passed.
Now Zhao Mingxuan reached the capital gate, staring in disbelief that he had come so far.
"If I hadn't gotten lost, I should have arrived a long time ago?" he murmured, riding his horse in.
The capital of Tianxia was indeed as people said; this country appeared prosperous and well-off. Everything was even more complete and vast here.
"It is beautiful," Zhao Mingxuan said, unable to resist gazing at everything in Tianxia.
However, strangely, the place seemed deserted.
The villagers gathered at the royal square of Ti'an, as if an important announcement was about to be made.
They hurried towards the large area. Zhao Mingxuan saw two people rushing, and he followed them.
"Today, the emperor summoned everyone not just to waste time, but to clear the good name of a high-ranking imperial official."
The Grand Eunuch, Mo Yiren, held a decree and began to read it aloud.
"The human trafficking in Shuyi and the rebellion, as well as the accusations against the Grand Minister, have established the guilt of Magistrate Han Wuqing. Now, he is a fugitive. He is stripped of his position and will receive the punishment of beheading in front of the people. As for the Grand Minister, he will regain his position and receive an award from the emperor."
The applause of the people made Mu Qingye smile faintly.
"So the Grand Minister was framed!" whispers from the crowd began to be heard.
From within the crowd, Zhao Mingxuan suddenly thought of Mu Qingye. Because it was that man who investigated the case in Shuyi.
"So he's the case investigator?" he thought to himself.
Mu Qingye helped Feng Yuan walk into the gate of Emperor Xin Langshen's residence.
Before the emperor, high-ranking guards gathered. Feng Yuan immediately knelt and prostrated himself, making all high officials pay attention to him.
"Emperor! Thank you for your decision! I do not need any awards; I wish to ask for one thing."
"Speak!"
"I have waited for 10 years. I hope the Emperor will re-investigate and find the perpetrators of the rebellion that killed my son!"
Feng Yuan's words made tears flow freely from Mu Qingye's eyes.
"Feng Yuan, you are not worthy of speaking like that. It wasn't just your son who died at that time. Besides, that case has been investigated for 3 years but yielded nothing. And, for helping Prince Xin Weiyu, your son has already received the noble title of Marquis!"
Gong Ju, the Minister of Justice, spoke, disagreeing with Feng Yuan's wish.
"But, Feng Yuan's son indeed rendered meritorious service in helping the prince. Not only that, it has been 10 years; if the culprits are not caught, they will act arbitrarily towards the imperial family," said Ming Cao, the Minister of Rites.
"I agree," said Qin Lang, the Minister of Military.
Seeing the situation becoming chaotic, Mu Qingye immediately knelt. "I implore the emperor to grant justice! For Feng Yuelin, the people of Tianxia! The students of Tianyan Academy, and the important imperial officials!"
"You also want this case reopened?" the emperor looked deeply at his son.
"So that those who are gone can rest in peace!" Mu Qingye said again.
"Alright, this case will be re-investigated. Chief Investigator Yan Yushi and Gong Ju, you will participate in the investigation," the Emperor finally stated.
The Emperor immediately asked the Grand Eunuch to dismiss the officials.
After all the officials had left, he approached the emperor.
"Emperor, isn't this case no longer investigable because of the-"
"So, you think my decision is wrong?" the emperor asked.
Mo Yiren immediately knelt. "I wouldn't dare!"
"Mo Yiren, it was my son who directly requested it. If I refuse, he will only be more angry with me," Emperor Xin Langshen said.
Outside the Emperor's study, Feng Yuan was very grateful to Mu Qingye.
"Prince, thank you!"
"Mu Qingye," the prince corrected.
Feng Yuan smiled faintly, nodding in understanding. As they walked back to Xin Weiyu's old residence, they passed a prince.
"Him?!"
Mu Qingye looked back, but there was no one. He thought it was just an illusion. Upon entering his residence, Feng Yuan immediately excused himself.
Mu Qingye looked around, remembering someone from his childhood who always played with him. And the time of destruction occurred...
Ten years ago...
When they were 9 years old.
"Prince, if we go out, the emperor will be angry again," refused Feng Yuelin, Feng Yuan's son, Xin Weiyu's childhood friend.
"Yue, we are men. Should we stay in the residence like princesses?" Xin Weiyu teased.
"But where are we going?"
"We're going to see my master, we'll practice swords again!" Xin Weiyu exclaimed.
Hearing that, Feng Yuelin immediately nodded in agreement; they were like-minded people, both very fond of martial arts.
"Yue, after that we'll go straight to Tianyan Academy, so when father looks for me, the academy people will say we're there."
"Good idea, the prince is indeed smart!" Feng Yuelin said. They immediately slipped out of the palace, heading to the back garden.
A man was already waiting for him there.
"Master!" Xin Weiyu called.
"How was what I taught you yesterday?" the master, Yi Wuji, asked.
"I have mastered it."
Feng Yuelin immediately knelt. "Master, would you also accept me as a disciple?" he asked with sparkling eyes.
"Ask Xin Weiyu if he agrees."
"Just let him, so I'll have a junior disciple!"
Finally, they trained together. Yi Wuji was a mysterious person in Tianxia, the number one greatest person.
A few hours later, Yi Wuji saw the sky beginning to darken. But it was still daytime.
"Something is about to happen; you two go back. Go straight to the palace," Yi Wuji said, immediately disappearing after escorting the two children to the palace entrance.
"Master, tomorrow teach me the disappearing technique," Feng Yuelin said.
"If there is still a tomorrow, I will teach you," Yi Wuji said, immediately pushing them to go inside. After that, he disappeared.
"Yue, if we go back, father will ask me. Shall we just go to the academy?" Xin Weiyu invited.
"But Prince, it's getting dark," Feng Yuelin was a little hesitant.
"Do you want to be punished?" Xin Weiyu asked, making Feng Yuelin shake his head.
They agreed to go straight to the academy by horse-drawn carriage.
"Coachman, let's go."
"Prince, the sky is very dark. The emperor will look for you later," the coachman said.
"Just go, quickly!"
After 20 minutes, they arrived at Tianyan Academy. The dean welcomed them and immediately led Xin Weiyu inside.
"Prince, don't wander around," he said softly.
They saw several fireballs attacking the academy. They immediately ran inside.
At the Southern Border Gate, none of Tianxia's guards had survived. Almost two thousand troops attacked Tianxia.
"Protect the prince!" the head of the Academy shouted.
Xin Weiyu was stunned by the sight before him: fireballs and thousands of arrows.
"Prince!" Feng Yuelin pulled Xin Weiyu, who was still frozen.
Xin Weiyu couldn't bear to see the flood of blood of the academy students and the situation outside? The people? How were they doing?
Feng Yuelin immediately pulled Xin Weiyu inside, exiting through the back way. Unexpectedly, they were already surrounded.
"The prince's blood, I want to see it," the masked man said, approaching him.
"Don't do it to him!" a voice shrieked in the man's ear, but only he heard it.
He covered his ears, screaming and becoming aggressive. He immediately stabbed the prince.
However, Feng Yuelin immediately stood in front of Xin Weiyu. "I can die, but the prince cannot," he stammered.
He immediately pushed the prince to go before the masked man attacked again.
Feng Yuelin held the leg of the man who wanted to chase Xin Weiyu. Suddenly, a strong wind blew, causing everyone to retreat a few steps, including the masked man.
The Emperor arrived, immediately taking Xin Weiyu.
"Father, Feng Yuelin, he's inside!" he screamed, not wanting to leave.
"Yu'er! Father can only save you. Now Tianxia is surrounded by thousands of rebels in front of the academy!" Emperor Langshen said, immediately pulling Xin Weiyu away.
Feng Yuelin and Xin Weiyu looked at each other and smiled.
Because of the wind, the man's mask fell off. Feng Yuelin saw him clearly. Because of that, the masked man had to kill the 9-year-old boy.
Just as he was about to draw his sword on Yue, a red wind suddenly appeared, stopping the situation for a moment. The mysterious man immediately took Feng Yuelin away.
After that incident, Xin Weiyu never stopped blaming himself.