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

Facing the young man's hopeful eyes, Fan Xin muttered a little apology.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fan Si. I'm just a businessman. I can't help you with the facts in the officialdom. You'd better go find someone else."

"That's it..."

The young man sighed with some disappointment and walked towards the backyard of the inn in despair.

Looking at his back, Fan Xin put down his chopsticks and said to several diners.

"Follow this guy."

The two muscular men who were eating nodded and followed.

Princess Taiping said angrily: "In the First World War in Yingzhou, the army was defeated by the Khitans one after another. Someone has to be responsible. You'd better not interfere with the imperial case set by the queen."

"I just want to see this guy's purpose of impersonating me, and I have no intention of getting involved."

"Let's go, let's stay overnight in the backyard of the inn, and go to the execution ground tomorrow to check out the situation."

When he heard that he was staying at an inn, Princess Taiping blushed and gave him a white look. She got up and walked to the backyard.

Princess Taiping, who had been accustomed to living in palaces since childhood, naturally disdained a small inn, so she reluctantly chose the best room and closed the door.

"Master, the room His Highness chose costs five copper coins per night. Can I also book a room for you?" Liu Zi said with a smile.

Fan Xin glared at him fiercely and said angrily: "You prodigal, what will the young master eat this month after staying at the inn? Arrange a room for me for twenty cents."

"By the way, we've also paid for the Taiping room. Although we can't compare to the princess's mansion, we can't lose our reputation."

Just when Fan Xin was sitting in the inn, thinking about what kind of business he could do to support this noble princess.

At this time, inside the Luozhou Yamen, a man in brocade clothes was stroking the poodle in his arms.

Occasionally, I would glance at the middle-aged official standing with a bow.

"Peng Changshi, the Queen Mother was furious at the defeat of Yingzhou and personally issued an order to execute all those who escaped from the battle."

"You Luozhou officials must behave well."

Hearing this, Peng Xuan trembled all over and quickly knelt on the ground and said tremblingly.

"Please come to me, Zhongcheng. Don't worry. I promise to execute all the prisoners at three quarters at noon!"

"I also hope that Zhongcheng can say a few kind words for the official in front of the Queen Mother." He said and took out a silver Ruyi from his sleeve.

Lai Junchen was very satisfied with Peng Xuan's attitude, smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

"It's natural. As long as you kill these criminals, I will definitely give you a good word."

"Thank you for coming to Zhongcheng!"

Peng Changshi straightened up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to his subordinates behind him.

"You heard what Lai Zhongcheng said. Go to the prison immediately and take the prisoner to the execution ground to be executed."

"Subordinate to obey!"

Luozhou Sima bowed and led several of his subordinates into the night.

Because too many prisoners were executed, people spontaneously came to the execution ground before dawn to watch.

In order to prevent someone from robbing the execution ground, the Luozhou government specially invited a team of jailers from Dali Temple to help maintain order.

"Wu Sima, there are still three hours until three-quarter noon. Do you want to go take a nap?" the warden asked with concern.

Looking across the dark crowd, Wu Sima stretched.

"Forget it, everyone is watching this huge case. I'd better insist on meeting."

"That's fine." The warden smiled and turned around to look at the prisoners in the execution ground, waiting for the time to come.

Soon, the time came to noon, and Wu Sima raised his head and glanced at the sun.

"The time has come to prepare for execution."

"Yes, Sima."

The warden raised his fists and shouted loudly to the spectators.

"You unscrupulous people, listen to me. Anyone who escapes during the war, these death row prisoners will be their fate!"

"Come here! Execution!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two teams of executioners wearing red turbans ran onto the stage and pointed their swords at the prisoners' necks.

Under the sun, the tip of the knife emitted bursts of cold light, frightening the deserters into struggling desperately.

In the audience, seeing that the former Pao Ze was about to die, a look of determination flashed in the young man's eyes.

At the moment when the execution order was about to land, he mustered up the courage to shout.

"Master of Dali Temple, Fan Xin is here!"

As soon as these words came out, the Ghost Head Saber suddenly stopped in mid-air, and everyone looked towards the young man with a look of surprise and uncertainty in their eyes.

If they heard correctly just now, it seemed that Fan Xin, the minister of Dali Temple, had arrived.

With everyone watching, the young man took a deep breath and walked towards the oncoming officials.

As soon as they met, he slapped the warden in the face without saying a word.

The warden was so frightened that he knelt on the ground with a thud and said with a trembling voice.

"I am the prison warden of Luozhou Prefecture. May I ask if you are Fan Xin, the minister of Dali Temple who is famous in both the government and the public?"

"Hmph! If it's not me or whoever it is, let these innocent people go quickly!"

"innocent people?"

The warden asked, pointing at the prisoner in disbelief.

"Qing Fan Si, do you think these prisoners are innocent?"

The young man nodded majestically.

"Of course, these sergeants are all bloody men on the battlefield, how could they be deserters."

"If you are wise, let them go as soon as possible, otherwise I will wipe out all of you!"

Although everyone present has never seen Fan Xin, his reputation is as thunderous as the one who chopped off more than 300 heads in one go when he was in Youzhou.

So when they saw him angry, they were so frightened that they knelt on the ground.

The warden winked at several of his subordinates: "Why don't you hurry up and release the prisoner?"

The government officials nodded and were about to get up when Wu Sima, who had been watching with cold eyes from beginning to end, shouted.

"Wait a minute!"

"How can you prove that you are Fan Siqing!"

Rumor has it that Fan Xin has a strong personality and is very domineering. No matter how he looks at the young man in front of him, he doesn't think of him as someone who dares to rebuke the court.

As soon as these words came out, the officials present and the people watching were stunned.

Yes, Fan Xin is also an important minister of the country, so he must have at least a few guards around him.

Look at this guy again. Apart from his shabby clothes, there is only one woman beside him. He doesn't look like a minister at first glance.

Thinking of this, everyone looked at the young man differently.

There was a hint of suspicion in the scrutiny.

"this…"

Beads of sweat appeared on the young man's forehead.

At the critical moment, he only thought about saving Pao Ze, but he forgot about this problem.

How can this be good?

Just when the young man was at a loss, Fan Xin winked at several guards in the crowd.

The latter nodded, stamped his feet, rose into the air and landed behind the young man.

Bow and clasp your fists.

"For your humble job, please see Fan Siqing!"

The sudden sound startled the young man, but he breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the person coming was to help him.

"You are here just in time. Go and release those who have been wronged."

"Yes!"

Several Qianniu Guards shouted loudly and walked toward the execution ground with tiger steps.

Naturally, Wu Sima didn't believe a few people wearing linen clothes, so he stood in front and sneered.

"You think you will believe me after a few more helpers?"

"My words are here today..."

Before they finished speaking, several big men slowly opened their robes, revealing the fifth-grade red Qianniu uniforms underneath.

And showed a gold fish charm waist medal.

"Open your dog eyes and see clearly, we are all the emperor's personal guards, and we are personally protecting Fan Siqing on the orders of the current empress dowager!"

"If you dare to be rude again, be careful of your dog head!"