Tang Dynasty: The seventh rank of official residence, and you will be given the Ten Thousand People

"Brother?" Fan Xin was startled, then a smile appeared on his face, and he quickly stood up to greet him.

"Sit down quickly. I'll ask Ma Feng to get you a bowl of braised noodles and let's have a drink."

Fan Xin did not expect that the visitor would be Lai Junchen. Last night in Shangyang Palace, he felt that he had made the right decision.

Unexpectedly, this guy came to the door by himself.

After sitting down, Fan Xin poured him a glass of wine and asked with a smile.

"Brother Lai, how is your stay in Luoyang? Is it going well?"

"Don't mention it, it's just too much to say." Looking back on the past, Junchen showed a trace of emotion on his face.

"After I fled to Luoyang from Bozhou, I originally thought that Master Zhou could help me in the name of meeting old friends."

"In the end, I wasn't even allowed in. If it weren't for the money you sent me, I might have starved to death."

At this point, Junchen and Fan Xin clinked their glasses and drank.

Finally, he wiped his mouth.

"Later, I worked hard and wrote a book called Luo Zhi Jing, which was appreciated by the current Queen Mother, and then I was promoted to Censor Zhongcheng."

"So you are already a high-ranking official in the court?"

Fan Xin was very surprised. He had gained several levels in a row by risking his life.

It's incredible that Lai Junchen's promotion speed is not slower than him at all.

After hearing this, Junchen Feng Qingyun said calmly.

"Brother Fan doesn't know. I am different from the past. Now if I say a word, no matter whether he is a prince, noble or a minister of the Six Ministries, he will be imprisoned and die in the Magistrates' Court."

"You know Lijingmen, of the officials who enter there, only one or two out of a thousand people can be carried out alive."

The smile on Fan Xin's face gradually disappeared, and he hesitated and said.

"Brother, let's keep a secret line so that we can meet each other in the future. You've done a great job. I'm afraid it's not a good omen."

As the only two people who survived from Langya Palace, Fan Xin really didn't want to watch Lai Junchen embark on the same old path of causing harm to others.

Lai Junchen seemed to know what he was worried about, and said with a wry smile.

"Thank you Brother Fan for your kindness. I know that Lai will be liquidated in the future."

"But if you and I, who have no background and have no background, can win the favor of the Queen Mother and stand out among the wealthy children, if we don't act ruthlessly, how can we stand out from the crowd?"

"I'm afraid that those people will trample on me before I even enter the court. Zhou Xing has a very good saying, if you are not ruthless, you cannot stand firm."

When Fan Xin saw that Junchen was determined to go further and further down the road of being a cruel official, he stopped trying to persuade him.

People have their own ambitions and different paths and cannot work together.

After three rounds of wine and five tastes of food, Lai Junchen looked up at the sunset and stood up.

"Brother Fan, please be careful lately. Zhou Xing is arresting officials on a large scale and wants them to frame you for participating in rebellion."

“Don’t let the Magistrate’s Court find out, otherwise no one will be able to save you.”

"Farewell!"

"No delivery!"

Watching Junchen leave, Fan Xin shook his head and was about to go back to sleep when a rapid knock on the door suddenly came from outside.

"Is Fan Shaoqing at home? I am the grandson of the prisoner of Dali Temple. I have something important to report to you!"

"What are you doing here, Prime Minister?" Fan Xin frowned and winked at Liuzi, who walked to the door and pulled the latch.

The person who came was a thin man. When he saw Fan Xin standing in the courtyard, his eyes lit up and he clasped his fists.

"To inform you, Shaoqing, the Senate has come to Dali Temple on orders from Zhou Xing to interrogate key criminals. Please go back and sign your name."

"Isn't Xie Siqing sitting in charge of Dali Temple? Why don't you ask him to come here?"

First the Queen Mother was on vacation, and then Junchen came to remind her, which shows how dangerous this journey in muddy waters is.

The jailer scratched his head and said sheepishly: "To be honest, Shaoqing, Xie Siqing had diarrhea last night and had already returned to his hometown because of illness."

"He said that if I have anything to do, I can just ask you to make a decision."

"Damn, this old guy can't run very fast!" Fan Xin cursed secretly and said with a sullen face: "You go back first, I will be here shortly."

"The villain will take your leave first."

After the door closed, Liuzi said worriedly: "Master, the Queen Mother and Lai Zhongcheng asked you to stay at home to avoid the limelight, so you'd better not go."

"Didn't you see that even Xie Sicheng was so frightened that he reported illness and went home?"

Fan Xin put on his official uniform and glanced at him: "It's just a criminal interrogation. I don't believe that the magistrates can still eat me?"

"Hop in the car and go to Dali Temple!"

When Fan Xin was riding an ox cart to Dali Temple, the Dali Temple Prison was like a hell on earth.

Hundreds of ferocious and cruel officials held up whips and severely beat the prisoners rolling on the ground. Everyone in Dali Temple sighed as they watched.

These people were high-profile court officials a few days ago, but in the blink of an eye they were reduced to prisoners, and the saddest thing was that they had to endure the torture of cruel officials.

Screams continued, and a well-qualified woman was dragged to the steps.

"Judge Zhou, this girl is Princess Chang Le who participated in the rebellion of the royal family named Li!" the clerk said with a smile.

"Are you Princess Chang Le? No wonder my godfather never forgets you. It's not easy to still be charming at your age."

Zhou Jun stretched out his fingers to lift the woman's chin, his eyes were burning and he smiled lewdly.

Princess Chang Le glanced at him and said contemptuously: "Sooner or later, you cruel and murderous people will die a bad death!"

"Yo yo yo... the little girls are quite naughty, but I like them!"

"Come here, take off Princess Chang Le's prison clothes. I want to show everyone in front of everyone how she is so ecstatic!"

"I obey, little one!"

"How dare you! I am a royal princess, aren't you afraid of being punished!" Princess Chang Le's face changed and she said angrily.

"Hmph, a fallen phoenix is ​​not as good as a chicken. It is precisely because you are a royal princess that we have nothing to fear!" Zhou Jun sneered and motioned for his subordinates to take action.

Several clerks rolled up their sleeves and walked up to Princess Chang Le. Regardless of her struggle, they pushed her down on the table and tore off her top and bust in front of everyone.

Suddenly, Bai Huahua's upper body was exposed to everyone's sight.

Seeing this scene, Sun Jiao, the jailer of Dali Temple, stepped forward and begged for mercy.

"Judge Zhou, Palace Master Chang Le is also the sister of Emperor Gaozong after all. Isn't it inappropriate for you to insult her like this in public?"

Zhou Jun looked at him and said coldly: "Princess Chang Le was suspected of participating in the rebellion of King Han and has been deprived of her title by the Queen Mother. Aren't you afraid of being accused of being an accomplice when interceding on her behalf?"

Hearing these threatening words, Sun Jiao trembled and said he didn't dare.

Seeing that Sun Jiao was restrained, Zhou Jun raised his head and said proudly to the people in Dali Temple.

"Listen! Our Judicial Council has been ordered by the Queen Mother to investigate the rebellion case of Li. If anyone dares to stop it again, don't blame the Judicial Council for being merciless!"

After saying this, Zhou Jun waved his sleeves and walked towards Princess Chang Le, rubbing his hands and masturbating with a smile.

"Don't worry, little lady, Zhou is here to take care of you."

He said and rushed forward.

However, before his hands could unbutton Princess Chang Le's prison pants, a cold golden dragon sword was placed on his neck.

At the same time, a cold voice sounded: "This is the important place of Dali Temple. Without my permission, who asked you to act wild here?"