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

Looking at Fan Xin's clear eyes, Wu Zetian Laohuai said happily.

"You are a good boy, and it is rare to have such filial piety."

"My unreserved trust in you is not in vain."

"Go and find those traitors who escaped, and let me see who is causing trouble behind the scenes!"

Fan Xin looked solemn and clasped his fists, "I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly and find out the masterminds as soon as possible!"

Being targeted one after another, even though Fan Xin is generous, he still has murderous intentions.

Wu Zetian patted his shoulder, took off the golden dragon lock on his head, and put it into his hand.

"This golden dragon lock was given to me by my mother when I was a child. I'll leave it to your daughter to pass on to her family."

"Your Majesty!"

Fan Xin was shocked and hurriedly returned the golden dragon lock to Wu Zetian.

As we all know, the Golden Dragon Lock is the only ancestral possession of the Emperor of Zhou Dynasty.

In a sense, it was more valuable than the jade seal passed down from the country. How could he, a minister, accept this thing?

Looking at the golden dragon lock in her palm, Wu Zetian's eyes were filled with sadness.

Since this treasure lock followed her into the palace when she was young, it has witnessed the splendor of the prosperous Tang Dynasty and ended everything in person.

It's time to say goodbye to the past.

After a long time, Wu Zetian chuckled and put the golden dragon lock into Fan Xin's hand again.

"This golden dragon lock has been with me for thirty-nine years, symbolizing supreme authority."

"With it, as long as the Great Zhou Dynasty is still in the hands of my descendants, no one can harm a hair of your family."

"It's not like you and I are in vain."

Seeing Fan Xin's hesitation, Wu Zetian looked at Luoyang City and said quietly.

"The Golden Dragon Sword and the Golden Dragon Lock are originally a pair, symbolizing the presence of the Second Emperor."

"If after my death, my descendants are ignorant and ignorant, poisoning the world, or are controlled by treacherous ministers, you can hold the golden dragon sword to knock the king unconscious and kill the treacherous ministers."

"Anyone who asks for guilt can show his golden dragon lock to save his life."

In response to Wu Zetian's instructions, Fan Xin solemnly clasped his fists.

"I will definitely live up to His Majesty's instructions and look after the country of Great Zhou for you."

Wu Zetian nodded with a smile on his face.

"I only trust you in the civil and military affairs of the entire dynasty. This is why I handed over the military power of the Great Zhou Dynasty to you."

"Don't let me down!"

Fan Xin saluted Wu Zetian and left the Jixian Palace with the golden dragon lock.

Looking at his disappearing back, Wu Zetian murmured with somewhat absent-minded eyes.

"Taizong, Gaozong, I can't die now, wait a little longer..."

...

When he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion, more than sixty officials in red and purple court uniforms were standing on both sides.

The collective bowed to Fan Xin.

"I'm going to see Duke Yan!"

"Everyone, please get up and let's go into the house to talk.

Everyone came to the hall and sat down according to their rank. Zhou Tong, the minister of Dali Temple, smiled and said with cupped hands.

"As expected of the Duke, he can even overturn a case that His Majesty personally judged. I admire him."

"Haha, what Zhou Siqing said is wrong. With the relationship between the Duke and Your Majesty, a mere prison robbery case is nothing."

"Didn't you see that His Majesty gave the only personal belongings to him, the Golden Dragon Lock, to Duke Yan?"

Wei Yuanzhong had lived in the court for a long time and recognized the golden dragon lock in Fan Xin's hand at a glance.

As soon as these words came out, all the officials present were shocked. They stood up suddenly and stared at the thing in Fan Xin's hand.

There was a look of disbelief in his eyes.

You must know that this thing is the emperor's only ancestral possession, and it has been with her for at least thirty years.

In terms of importance, it even exceeded the imperial edict. The emperor gave Fan Xin such a precious thing, which shows how deep the relationship between the two was.

"My lord, did your Majesty really give this golden dragon lock to you?"

General Wang Xiaojie asked in disbelief.

Facing the shocked eyes of everyone, Fan Xin nodded lightly.

"Yes, I didn't expect His Majesty to give such a valuable thing to my little girl."

"Before she left, the old man said that this thing can not only save life and death, but also knock out kings and kill treacherous ministers. It is specially used to supervise official circles."

After hearing these words, the ministers present looked at each other with strange eyes.

In fact, among them, there are only a dozen of Wei Yuanzhong's close confidants, and most of the rest are waiting and watching.

Originally they thought Fan Xin would be implicated in the Lijingmen massacre, but now it seems that may not be the case.

Because the Golden Dragon Treasure Lock is not an ordinary item, having it is equivalent to having a death-free gold medal.

Coupled with Emperor Gaozong's Golden Dragon Sword, even the new emperor may not be able to shake it.

At this thought, many ministers who were worried quickly weighed it in their minds.

Seeing the expressions of the ministers, Fan Xin smiled, picked up the teacup and drank tea.

He just wanted these ministers to see that although he had handed over part of his military power, he was still far from losing power.

After the initial shock, the ministers sat back in their chairs.

"My lord, this is a good thing. If everyone in the world knows that you have the Golden Dragon Lock, they will definitely take a high look at His Highness, Prince Jin."

"As long as we hold up the banner of King Jin, we won't have to worry about no one coming to seek refuge."

Qianniuwei General Kunshan slapped his thigh and said excitedly.

Other ministers also stroked their beards and smiled, seeming to agree with Kunshan's words.

Fan Xin smiled calmly, went to the window with his hands behind his back, looked up at the sky, and let the ministers discuss the matter of supporting the King of Jin and becoming the crown prince.

Everyone in the world is proud of Conglong's achievements, but they don't know that the so-called bright future is nothing in his eyes.

He will only serve as an official for one court in his life, and no matter who becomes emperor in the future, he will never serve again.

While the Prime Minister's Mansion was brightly lit and the crowd was buzzing, there was a solemn atmosphere in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

A pair of eyes stared at the kneeling young man, and his palms slapped heavily on the big case.

"Sanlang! Did you rescue the traitors from Lijingmen Prison?"

"Father, what are you talking about? My son has been traveling around Luoyang these days. How can he have the courage to rescue the traitor?"

Looking at Li Longji's innocent look, Li Dan sneered.

"It's already this time, and you still haven't told the truth. Do you really think that your father is a fool?"

After finishing his words, he shouted loudly.

"Come here, escort Gao Lishi in!"

The door was pushed open, and the tied-up Gao Lishi was escorted into the lobby by two guards.

Li Dan pulled out his sword and put it on Gao Lishi's neck and said coldly.

"Tell me whether it was Saburo who kidnapped the traitor named Wu!"

Gao Lishi raised his head, glanced at Li Longji, and smiled miserably at Li Dan.

"Your Majesty, the prince did not know about this matter before. It was planned by an important minister around Fan Xin."

"After the old slave found out, he was afraid of hurting you and the Crown Prince, so he took it upon himself to agree to this matter."

"My lord, this old slave deserves to die, please kill me."