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

Fan Xin's eyes swept over everyone in turn, and finally landed on Princess Taiping's face.

"Jiang Wen and Zhou Tong would rather be tortured to death than frame their own officials.

“If I can’t even protect them, am I still worthy of being a human being?

Princess Taiping sighed: "Fan Xin, you are now a third-rank official. It is only a matter of time before you become king and prime minister."

"There's no need to step into a trap because of two little people."

"Listen to my advice and stay at home and don't go anywhere. You will be safe once Jiang Wen and Zhou Tong are dead."

"At the worst, we can just use some money to compensate their families afterwards."

Looking at Princess Taiping who was treating her indifferently, Fan Xin felt a little uncomfortable, as if he had returned to the day when Xiao Fengxian was hanged.

There was no difference at all between the officials and gentry gathered at that time and Princess Taiping now.

He didn't understand why life, as important as the sky, could be regarded as nothing more than a piece of grass in the eyes of these people.

Is it just because they are brothel girls and farmers?

Thinking of this, Fan Xin felt boundless anger in his heart for no reason.

next moment.

He suddenly pulled out the golden dragon sword and walked out the door without looking back when he was leaving.

"Although I, Fan Xin, am a small person, I also know what justice is."

"If one day you, Princess Taiping, fall into the same situation, I will fight in without hesitation!"

After saying that, Fan Xin kicked open the wooden door and walked into the pouring rain.

Looking at his decisive back, an imperceptible smile appeared on Princess Taiping's lips.

A real man is born in heaven and earth and should dare to face all dangers.

Facts have proved that she did not misjudge the person. Fan Xin is indeed a loving and righteous man.

"Taiping, it's still raining outside, where are you going?" When she found out that the princess was leaving, Mrs. Zhou thought she was angry.

Princess Taiping smiled and explained: "Auntie, the trap Fan Xin wants to poke this time is too big. I have to go to the palace as soon as possible to help him deal with the aftermath."

"That's right. Then be careful along the way." Seeing Princess Taiping leave, Mrs. Zhou shook her head and complained.

"It's true that Xin'er has been acting so impulsively even though he's a third-grade official. Fortunately, the princess is behind to help with the aftermath."

"I think Xin'er did the right thing. If you can't even protect the people who support you, how will you behave in the future?" Fan Zhonghua said with a happy face as he looked at the heavy rain in the sky.

Fan Xin came out of the backyard and walked all the way to the front courtyard, where there were two rows of kneeling guards, letting the rain soak their clothes.

"What are you doing?"

Hearing the noise, Zhang Huan wiped the rain from his face and said with fists.

"Please ask the temple minister to return home!"

The guards behind him also echoed: "Please return to the palace, sir!"

Fan Xin said in a deep voice after taking a look at everyone.

"You are all my brothers who have gone through life and death. Do you even want to stop me?"

"Everyone, get out of the way for me!"

Everyone looked at each other and subconsciously looked at Zhang Huan, who helplessly waved his hands to move out of the way.

Seeing this, Fan Xin snorted and walked out. There were more Qianniu Guards inside and outside the mansion, hundreds of them.

General Qian Niuwei was startled when he saw him coming out and quickly led his people to greet him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fan Si, but the Queen Mother has decreed that you are not allowed to leave the palace even half a step, so please go back!"

"What if I don't go back?"

"Then the general will have no choice but to send someone to take you back." Wu Jun waved to his subordinates as he spoke.

"Come on, send Fan off..."

Before he finished speaking, the golden dragon sword was placed on his neck with a flash of cold light.

"Old Wu, ask your people to get out of the way. I will personally come to apologize to you afterwards!"

Glancing at the Golden Dragon Sword, Wu Jun smiled bitterly and said: "Fan Siqing, why are you doing this? Resistance is a serious crime!"

"It's too late to say this now. Let your people get out of the way. I will bear any guilt myself." Fan Xin said coldly.

Seeing that Fan Xin was determined to go out, Wu Jun waved his hand helplessly, and the Qianniu Guards surrounding the gate of the mansion made way.

"Thank you!"

After thanking Wu Jun, Fan Xin led the people to the street and sneered at the vendors selling vegetables in the heavy rain.

"The guards listened to the order and immediately followed me to the Magistrate's Court. Anyone who dares to spy will be punished as a killer!"

"Yes!"

All the guards clasped their fists in unison and lined up in two rows to kill towards Lijing Gate.

On Tianjie Street, the spies responsible for monitoring the Fan Mansion changed their expressions when they saw so many guards pouring out.

Just as he was about to run back to report the news, he suddenly found a dozen masters wearing masks standing behind him.

As soon as I lifted the knife and dropped it, my neck felt cold and I lost consciousness...

After killing the spy responsible for surveillance, Fan Xin and his party rushed towards the Magistrates' Court in the heavy rain.

When passing a tavern, a Taoist boy held an umbrella and stopped in the middle of the road.

"May I ask if your master is Fan Xin?"

Fan Xin stopped, frowned and said, "It's me, who are you?"

"That's why we need to ask for names when we meet." Tao Tong smiled slightly, took out a baggage from his arms and handed it to Fan Xin.

"My master said that you had a narrow escape from death this time. You are destined to be extremely dangerous!"

"If you want to be safe and sound, only what's in the baggage can resolve it."

"Please put it away."

Fan Xin accepted the baggage half-believingly and said to the Taoist boy, "I wonder who your master is?"

The Taoist boy bowed, said a Taoist number, turned around and walked into the alley.

"It's just a dying man. He asked Xiaodao to convey a message."

"The grace of saving my life has been repaid, and I will never owe you anything in this life again..."

"The life-saving grace, could it be..." Fan Xin was startled and a high-spirited figure appeared in his mind.

"Young master, in order to prevent the magistrate from killing anyone and burying the truth, we'd better hurry up and go." Liuzi said worriedly.

"That's fine." Fan Xin nodded, pointed his sword at the Senate and said: "Let's go!"

Just when Fan Xin rushed to the magistrate's court in the rain, the one-eyed dragon was sitting on a chair, holding a teacup in his hand, looking at the two people in front of him.

"My surname is Zhou. You are just a farmer. Do you think you have to work hard for Fan Xin?"

"Look..."

The one-eyed dragon clicked his tongue twice and looked Zhou Tong up and down.

"It's such a pity that the thin skin and tender meat are beaten like this."

Zhou Tong opened his eyelids, glanced at him, and snorted bitterly.

"You don't poop on people, but you deserve to be named Fan Siqing?"

One-Eyed Dragon was also the third-in-command, and his face suddenly darkened when he was humiliated by a farmer.

He sneered again and again.

"You don't know how to live or die! Come here, put three kilograms of bricks on this kid's feet!"

Several cruel officials laughed ferociously and were about to lift the stones and walk to the torture rack when they suddenly froze on the spot and stared blankly at the end of the corridor.

"what happened?"

Seeing several of his subordinates standing still and shaking, the one-eyed dragon frowned and asked.

"Second Master Ye, see for yourself."

"Hmph, useless thing!" The one-eyed dragon flicked his sleeves and looked back.

The tea cup in his hand fell to the ground with just one glance, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He murmured, how is this possible?