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

Chapter 208 Wu Zetian’s suspicion!

After an unknown amount of time, Fan Xin slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he did when he woke up was to lift the quilt and take a look inside.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he found that his clothes were still on him.

Just as he was about to get out of bed and leave the room, he didn't expect a handkerchief stained red with blood in his hand.

Fan Xin was stunned when he saw this scene. When he thought about the lingering in his dream, he suddenly understood everything.

"Fallen flowers are not heartless things, into Chunni more quadrangle."

"Yinzhu, why are you doing this!" Fan Xin left Taifeng Tower with a long sigh.

Early the next morning, go to the main hall of Shangyang Palace.

Under the leadership of Di Renjie, all civil and military officials collectively bowed and saluted.

"I see your Majesty, long live my emperor!"

"Everyone loves you!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After all the ministers straightened up, Li Xian knelt on the ground with a bang and said with tears in his eyes.

"Mother, you have to make the decision for your son!"

"Prince Liusu was beaten fifty times by Fan Xin because he offended him a few words. He is still lying on the bed unable to get off the floor."

"You must vent such evil anger on my son!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole palace was in an uproar, and all the officials looked at Fan Xin with shock in their eyes.

Although the prince is a little weaker, he is the emperor's third son after all.

To turn his six-rate into a serious injury is a bit too overbearing.

The minister who was originally prepared to impeach Fan Xin for deliberately treason immediately stood up and said loudly.

"Your Majesty, Duke Yan, as an important official of the imperial court, committed such a heinous atrocity. If he is not severely punished, I am afraid it will be difficult to explain to the world!"

"Yes, the prince is as guilty as the common people when he breaks the law, Fan Xin must be punished by law!

"I second the proposal!"

As soon as he finished speaking, several princes and marquis couldn't help but stood up and said in anger.

"Your Majesty, I just scolded Fan Xin's subordinate a few times, and then he was beaten fifty times."

"You have to make the decision for us!"

Facing the angry ministers in the hall, Fan Xin walked to the middle of the hall and bowed:

"Your Majesty, I was confused and acted too harshly. I didn't expect to make you so angry."

"Please punish me and punish me!"

This scene stunned the ministers. Fan Xin, who had always been strong and unyielding, actually took the initiative to plead guilty. Could it be that the sun was rising in the west?

However, they had won a victory if they could force the powerful Fan Xin to confess.

Just when the ministers were encouraged, their expressions were caught in Wu Zetian's eyes.

She originally thought it was just a small thing, and that Fan Xin, as the crown prince's bodyguard, beat up a few guards was nothing at all.

But for such a trivial matter, Baiguan acted like he was risking Fan Xin's death.

This is not just a rumor, it is clearly a public revenge.

If this cures Fan Xin's crime, wouldn't it chill the hearts of all people in the world?

After thinking this, Wu Zetian slowly stood up from the dragon chair and said majestically.

"It's just a fight between a few East Palace guards. There's no need to make a fuss."

"As the crown prince's Taibao and the general of the auxiliary country, can't Fan Xin even handle such a small matter?"

"Come here, give Fan Xin ten kilograms of lychees sent from Lingnan a few days ago and let him go back and try them out.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Shangguan Wan'er bowed, took the gift box from the chamberlain, walked to Fan Xin, and said with a smile.

"Mr. Yan, these are the lychees just sent from Lingnan. You must not disappoint His Majesty." As he said this, he secretly scratched Fan Xin's palm while handing over the gift box.

Fan Xin's eyes twitched and he quickly lowered his head.

"Your Majesty, I have committed a serious crime by beating the prince six times. If he is not punished, the people will not be angry, so you just..."

"Okay, I have made my decision on this matter, so you don't need to say any more."

Wu Zetian flicked his sleeves and glanced majestically at the ministers in the palace.

"This matter ends here. Anyone who entangles us again will be punished without mercy!"

"I will obey your orders!"

The ministers bowed and looked at Fan Xin with complicated eyes.

Beating the prince six times, seriously injuring the noble son, others would have died long ago.

As a result, not only was the boy fine, the emperor gave him ten pounds of fresh Lingnan lychees.

It is considered the first time in the Tang Dynasty that a minister has reached this level.

Li Xian knelt on the ground and looked at Wu Zetian in disbelief.

He was the prince of Zhou Dynasty. As a mother, instead of upholding justice for him, she even sent Fan Xin ten kilograms of Lingnan lychees.

Are you really your own?

anger.

Wronged.

Resentment flashed through Li Xian's heart one by one.

Originally, he was hesitant to plan for his mother's downfall, but now it seems that not doing so is an option.

After making a decision in his mind, he winked at his confidant.

The latter nodded calmly, bowed to Wu Zetian, and then exited the main hall of Shangyang Palace one after another.

Returning to the Guanfeng Hall, Wu Zetian was about to open the door and go in when several guards on duty came from inside.

"I didn't expect Fan Xin to be so powerful. He beat the prince six times and was fine."

"Nonsense, the Duke of Yan now has all the power in the world. He wants soldiers and money. Who dares to stroke his beard?"

"I'm really worried that one day Fan Xin will have the idea of ​​becoming emperor, and that will be the end."

"No way. Duke Yan has your Majesty's trust. How could he do such a thing?"

"It's hard to say, people are subject to change. Now that Fan Xin has the military power, if the general under his command comes to wear a yellow robe..."

Outside the hall, Shangguan Wan'er looked at Wu Zetian, whose face became increasingly gloomy, and quickly knelt on the ground and said.

"Your Majesty, Duke Yan is loyal to the king and the country. He is a rare pillar of Zhou Dynasty. It is impossible for him to have thoughts of rebellion."

Wu Zetian glanced at her, the gloom on her face gradually faded, and she said with a half-smile.

"I know Fan Xin better than anyone else, otherwise how could I have granted him the power of military power in the Divine Capital."

"Don't worry, I'm not stupid enough to believe the slander."

Shangguan Wan'er breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, if you can think like this, I will... vomit!"

Halfway through her words, Shangguan Wan'er suddenly covered her mouth and ran to the flower bed to vomit.

Wu Zetian frowned and said, "It's snowing recently and I need to wear more clothes. If it's not possible, go see an imperial doctor."

"No need, Your Majesty, I just feel the cold occasionally, let's go in." Shangguan Wan'er's pretty face changed slightly and she said hurriedly.

Wu Zetian nodded, opened the door and walked in. He saw several guards kneeling on the ground with frightened expressions and said calmly.

"Drag these on-duty servants out and beat them with sticks. If you dare to reveal even a single word about what happened today, you will die!"

"Yes!"

Wu Zetian returned to the palace and lay on the bed, coughing.

"Wan'er, it's getting late, you should go down and rest."

"Wei Chen, please leave." Shangguan Wan'er bowed and slowly exited the hall.

When the hall was empty, Wu Zetian looked at the roof and said quietly.

"The Duke of Zhou is afraid of the day of rumors, but Wang Mang is humble and does not usurp the time."

"Fan Xin, I believe you have no intention of rebellion, but those of your subordinates..."

After a long time, a sigh sounded.

"Jiang Xun, it's up to you to test Fan Xin."

"As ordered!"

Outside the window, a black figure bowed and bowed, disappearing into the night.