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

Chapter 213 Zhang Huan, what do you think?

The punishment of a hundred heavy sticks lasted for half an hour. When Fan Xin was woken up by the guards, the rolling pin was already stained red with blood.

"Your Majesty, I have finished beating you with a hundred heavy sticks. Please... Your Highness, what's wrong with you?"

Before Fan Xin finished speaking, he saw Li Xian lying on the stool covered in blood, with only his last breath left.

"Ahem... I was punished just like you, with twenty heavy sticks!" Li Xian said through gritted teeth.

"Twenty heavy sticks are not much, they are eighty sticks less than mine." Fan Xin said with a smile.

Li Xian......

Seeing this, Wu Zetian flicked her yellow robe and said coldly and solemnly.

"Come here, lock the prince into the East Palace. He cannot step out of the gate without my order!"

"Yes!"

After Qian Niuwei escorted the prince and others away, everyone present looked at Wu Zetian, waiting for her final decision.

It depends on the emperor's will whether the implicated guard is sent to Yazhou and cannot return to his hometown for life, or whether he is pardoned and innocent.

In the expectant eyes of everyone, Wu Zetian hesitated and sighed.

"That's all. For the sake of your contribution to the country, I won't let past the past!"

After hearing these words, the whole place was instantly shaken, and tens of thousands of troops knelt down together, and the voice rumbled.

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

The spectacle was so spectacular that it was the largest since the founding of the Zhou Dynasty.

Wu Zetian glanced at Fan Xin and led the people away from the Wanxiang Shrine.

On the way back, Wu Zetian looked at the soldiers on both sides of the road and asked.

"Wan'er, is Fan Xin's health okay? I saw that this boy vomited a lot of blood."

Shangguan Wan'er sat on her knees in the carriage, poured Wu Zetian a cup of tea and said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. Fan Xin was not injured. I heard that he took his subordinates to Lanzhou Ramen Restaurant for dinner."

Wu Zetian was startled.

"Lanzhou Noodle House?"

"Yes, a Lanzhou Ramen restaurant was recently opened on Tianjie for a ten-day free trial."

"After Fan Xin learned the news, he took the people away without even changing his clothes."

"Everything save is worth it."

Wu Zetian shook his head helplessly and stopped asking about the matter.

Just as the emperor's guards were heading towards the palace, the Lanzhou noodle shop was extremely popular.

In the lobby on the second floor, Fan Xin and his group were sitting at the table, sweating profusely and eating ramen.

"Yes, this noodle soup has a unique taste. It is indeed the authentic Lanzhou flavor."

"To be able to eat such delicacies in the capital of God, you must be from Lanzhou, right?"

Putting down his chopsticks, Fan Xin patted his belly with satisfaction and said to the old man.

After hearing these words, the old shopkeeper pushed away the abacus and walked out from behind the counter and cupped his hands.

"This young man is very knowledgeable. Lanzhou Ramen is made from a secret recipe handed down from the ancestors of the villain. He only opened one local noodle shop."

"I didn't expect to be recognized by someone. Let's do this. I will serve you two more bowls of soup."

Fan Xin waved his hand and took out a hundred coins from his sleeve and handed it to the old shopkeeper.

Although the ramen is free, pickles and drinks are charged as normal.

"Old shopkeeper, I'm confused about something. Your ramen has a unique taste. Why don't you open a branch in Luoyang after you expand your noodles in Lanzhou?"

"You moved your family here instead?"

He believes that local people may be more willing to eat this kind of ramen than the people of Shendu.

The old shopkeeper was startled, with a flash of bitterness in his eyes.

"To be honest, sir, Lanzhou's sparse population is not as prosperous as the divine capital, so I brought my whole family here."

"That's it..."

Fan Xin suddenly understood, and then left Lanzhou Ramen Restaurant with a smile.

"Zhang Huan, what do you think of this matter?" Fan Xin asked as he turned his head halfway.

"I feel that this matter is a bit strange." Zhang Huan said thoughtfully.

"People in the Tang Dynasty attach great importance to returning to their roots after falling leaves. Generally speaking, older people are rarely willing to leave their hometown to seek life elsewhere."

"Unless you can't survive there."

"But in recent years, the Lanzhou government reported to Fengge Luantai that the local area had abundant crops and prosperous people and animals."

"There were no natural or man-made disasters, so I didn't understand what went wrong."

Fan Xin thought about it for a long time and found nothing wrong, so he had to give up.

"Forget it, I'll send someone to Fengge Luantai tomorrow to ask if there are any discounts in Lanzhou recently.

"Yes!"

……

The next day, early morning.

The civil and military officials walked into the main hall of Shangyang Palace in two lines and bowed to Wu Zetian who was sitting on the dragon chair.

"I will see you, Your Majesty!"

"All my dear friends, please live in peace."

Wu Zetian nodded her chin majestically and gave her a weak hand.

Since quitting her addiction to poppy soup, her mental state has gotten better and better.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After all the ministers straightened up, Liao Yaoxiang, the minister of Feng Pavilion, walked out of the queue.

"Your Majesty, as our state affairs in the Great Zhou Dynasty become increasingly busy, Fengge Luantai urgently needs to recruit a group of capable ministers to assist Mr. Di Ge in handling government affairs."

"I hope your Majesty will consider it!"

As soon as these words came out, all the ministers in the palace immediately started talking in low voices and looked at each other with alert eyes.

You must know that the six ministries and nine ministers are not the end of the ministers. Only those who enter Fengge Luantai are true prime ministers.

Everyone is eager for this position.

Regarding Liao Yaoxiang's proposal, Wu Zetian said calmly.

"I wonder if Liao Qing has any candidate who can take on this important task?"

"Your Majesty, I think His Royal Highness Prince Liang is suitable for the position of Prime Minister!"

"First of all, the King of Liang was outstanding in ability, and he became the official minister in the spring."

"Secondly, he has great prestige in the court, so it would be perfect for him to serve."

When Wu Sansi mentioned his name, he was about to be humble, but Di Renjie said with a smile.

"Shilang Liao's words are wrong. King Liang has not made any achievements during his tenure. It would be too hasty to join the cabinet now."

Speaking of this, Di Renjie ignored Wu Sansi's livid face and said to Wu Zetian.

"Your Majesty, I think that the position of Fengge Minister is none other than Heng Yanfan."

"This man has outstanding talent and is known as an iron-clad judge in the Department of Justice. No one is more suitable than him to serve as the Minister of Feng Pavilion."

As soon as the words fell, the two sides immediately started arguing with red faces.

Some hot-tempered ministers rolled up their sleeves and got entangled.

Looking at the chaotic court hall, Wu Zetian slammed the handrail and shouted.

"enough!"

After glaring at the ministers, Wu Zetian looked at Fan Xin who said nothing.

"Fan Qing, who do you think is suitable to join the cabinet and become prime minister?"

"Your Majesty, Fengge Luantai is the center of the imperial court and cannot be entered by ordinary people."

"I think we can observe them for a period of time to see how they perform, and then make a decision based on their political performance."

Wu Zetian nodded in agreement and looked at the ministers.

"You have all heard what Fan Xin said. If you want to join the cabinet and become prime minister, you should first mention your political achievements."

"Retreat!"

"I will respectfully send you off to Your Majesty!"

After watching Wu Zetian leave, Fan Xin was about to ask about Lanzhou when Shangguan Wan'er stepped forward with a smile.

"Xiang Fan, Your Majesty invites you to have lunch, please."

Looking at the backs of the two of them, Wu Sansi left the hall with an angry groan.