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

Chapter 248 Dragons have reverse scales!

Fan Xin seems to have a strong and fiery personality, but in fact he is the most cautious, especially when it comes to matters involving the safety of his family.

So after he served Princess Taiping to sleep, he came to Li Lang's residence.

"Hey, Prime Minister Fan, why are you here?" Li Lang put down the letter and motioned for several subordinates to exit, and moved a chair for Fan Xin himself.

Since the establishment of the Intelligence Department, he, the intelligence chief, has been busy all day long.

"Come and take a look." Fan Xin glanced at the disc and asked: "How are the arrangements during the recent break?"

"To be fair to Prime Minister Fan, apart from the emperor, all the ministers' families have been arranged, and most of them are beautiful and well-trained women."

"In the next phase, we are preparing to dispatch a group of well-trained core personnel to each state capital."

Hearing that Li Lang completed it so quickly, Fan Xin nodded with satisfaction.

"Well done, but let the other feudal officials go first. You focus on monitoring Li Longji in Luzhou first."

"Li Longji?"

Li Lang was stunned for a moment and said in confusion: "Are you talking about the third son of His Highness the Prime Minister?"

"Yes, there are only three directions we are focusing on right now, Tubo, Turks and Li Longji."

"From now on, all military generals who come into contact with Li Longji will be closely monitored."

In fact, Fan Xin knew that he was destined to become a mortal enemy with Li Longji from the day he married Princess Taiping.

With Li Longji's character, it was impossible for him and Princess Taiping, his two most serious enemies, to survive.

What's more, his son Li Ci is likely to become the future emperor after he is born, which makes reconciliation even more impossible.

Therefore, he must pave the way for his son's future before Li Longji's wings mature.

Although Li Lang didn't understand why Fan Xin wanted to spy on a mediocre prince, he still clasped his fists and said yes.

Fan Xin paused before leaving the Intelligence Department without looking back.

"By the way, I recently discovered that something is wrong with Wei Peng, the commander of the Guards. You must monitor him closely!"

"I understand the humble position!"

Li Lang straightened up, took a deep breath, narrowed his eyes and said, "I didn't expect that even Wei Peng, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, would have a problem..."

Early the next morning, Wei Peng got up early and inspected the sentries along the center of the mansion. After arranging the replacement of defense personnel, he went to the kitchen.

He is the commander of the princess's palace guard, and as a rule, he needs to check Princess Taiping's meals every day.

Seeing him coming, Manager Zheng from the kitchen quickly came over to greet him with a smile on his face.

"General Wei, what brings you here?"

Wei Peng glanced at him and walked into the kitchen and said while looking at the ingredients.

"Your Highness is about to give birth, so you must be extra careful with your meals, otherwise we can't afford any problems."

As he spoke, he came to a steaming can of soup.

"Is this your highness's meal?"

"Exactly, His Highness has needed a bowl of Feng Tang Tremella Porridge every meal since he returned to Luoyang. Can you open the lid and take a look?" Manager Zheng asked cautiously.

Wei Peng shook his head: "No need, I can rest assured that you are an old man from the princess's house."

After pretending to check, Wei Peng turned around and walked out. When he reached the courtyard, he suddenly slapped his forehead.

"Look at how smart I am, I almost forgot about the main business. Her Royal Highness the Princess has prepared rice and meat oil for the festival for you. Hurry and get it from the accounting office. If you are late, you will not be able to get it."

"And this is a good thing!"

As soon as he heard that rice had been distributed, Manager Zheng became anxious. He left two apprentices to guard the rice and hurried to the accounting room with his people.

Looking at the retreating figures of everyone, Wei Peng smiled slightly and walked along the corridor to the back window of the kitchen.

During his inspection in the morning, he found that there were no guards stationed here, which was convenient for him to take action.

Wei Peng looked around and found that no one was paying attention, so he quietly opened the window and got in.

In the mist, two apprentices were standing at the door talking excitedly about how much meat oil could be sold for.

Upon seeing this, Wei Peng went straight to the soup can, opened the lid, and poured the white powder into the white fungus porridge. He didn't let out a long sigh of relief until he closed the lid.

Thank God he finally completed it without any danger.

Just as Wei Peng was about to leave through the rear window, a cold voice sounded behind him.

"Your Highness the Princess treats you well, why do you do this?"

These words were no different than thunder on a sunny day. Wei Peng was shocked all over, and then slowly turned around.

The door was filled with guards armed with crossbows, and the leader was Fan Xin.

"Fan Xiang, I..."

Looking at Wei Peng kneeling on the ground, Fan Xin said calmly.

"I will only ask once who is behind the scenes. If you tell me, one person will die, but if you don't tell me, the ten tribes will die!"

As soon as these words came out, Wei Peng's face turned pale and he said with his head drooped.

"It was the Crown Princess who instigated it. She took advantage of the general and threatened him to mix abortion pills into His Highness's food."

"Xiang Fan, the last general is also forced to have no choice!"

"Webster?" Fan Xin frowned and then said coldly to Wei Peng.

"I keep my promise, you can commit suicide."

"Thank you Fan Xin for your kindness!" Wei Peng knelt on the ground and kowtowed, then pulled out his sword and cut his own neck directly.

"Master, what should we do next? Do we want to report this matter to the court?" Liu Zi asked.

"No, reporting it to the court would be too advantageous for them. I'll go meet this poisonous woman Webster first!"

"If you dare to attack my wife and children, she will die even ten thousand times!" At the end of the sentence, Fan Xin's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent.

……

East Palace.

Webster stretched his body and his eyes were filled with disgust when he saw her husband sleeping like a dead pig.

Last night, she thought Li Xian was hooking up with a man, but she didn't want to stop him as soon as he pounced on him, which kept her awake all night.

"It would be great if Wei Peng was here." Wei Shi secretly thought.

At this time, a maid came in and whispered in her ear.

"Princess, General Wei invites you to go to Tai Feng Tower to say that the matter has been settled."

"So fast!" Wei Shi stood up in surprise. She thought it would take a lot of effort, but she didn't expect Wei Peng to finish it so quickly.

Thinking of that strong and powerful body, Wei's delicate body instantly became hot.

"You wait outside the door for a while while I go change my clothes."

After sending the maid away, Webster put on the most beautiful yellow silk skirt and put some gouache on his face.

After confirming that there were no flaws, he left the East Palace and headed towards Tai Feng Tower.

When he arrived at the place, Webster asked several subordinates to stay in the lobby and walked to the second floor alone.

She didn't want anyone to run into something like this.

"Toffee, my master is waiting for you inside, please."

"Damn it, you're quite capable of putting on a show." Wei Shi curled his lips and pushed open the door and walked in.

As the door closed, the light in the room suddenly dimmed.

A young figure was lying on the bed, with his head turned downwards as if he was asleep.

Seeing this scene, Wei Shi laughed knowingly, took off his palace clothes and skirt, and walked naked to the bed.

He said coquettishly: "What's wrong, little enemy? Weren't you quite powerful the night before yesterday? Why are you so weak?"