The Golden Age

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Sun Moon Fenghua!The gray-robed official nodded slightly: "Under all eyes, Qin Xiao knocked the bald Li to the ground, forcing the people in Tsing Yi Tang to take out the money."

"There are still such things?" Fan Wenzheng opened his eyes wide, only to find it unbelievable, and then smiled: "Newborn calves are not afraid of tigers. When they first enter Kyoto, they will go to the city and talk about disasters. He is really looking for death. Leave him alone. Within three days, he will completely disappear from this world."

"It's getting late, your lord should return to the mansion earlier to rest." The gray-robed official said: "The lower official stays here on duty."

Fan Wenzheng shook his head and said, "I won't go back tonight. Let people watch Han Yunong. Tomorrow morning, I will get his confession...!" At this point, his voice stopped, and he raised a finger, lightly Lightly knocking on the edge of the table, his eyes became dark and insidious.

The gray-robed official looked back at the door and walked out to make sure that the guards were not outside. Then he closed the door and walked to Fan Wenzheng's side. He lowered his head and approached Fan Wenzheng, but did not speak.

Fan Wenzheng tapped the edge of the table, his face showed that he could not make any decision because of the color on his face. The gray-robed official finally whispered: "My lord, you will be affected by it."

"After all, he is the Black Feather Night Crow, not an ordinary person, if... will he have extra branches?"

"Lose the Turtle City, come to Beijing to petition, write a confession, and commit suicide in shame." The gray robe official's eyes showed a sharp expression: "People are dead, and the guilt is in our hands. Han Yunong's guilt is fixed. In this way, even if his The news of the death can only be seen as self-sacrifice in shame. This is in line with the style of a soldier. The incident is big, but it will make everyone feel that the loss of Xiling has a great relationship with the dereliction of the officials of Xiling, and this is what we are. needs."

Fan Wenzheng nodded slightly, but still did not make a decision, nor did he stop his fingers tapping the edge of the table.

"My lord, if he doesn't die, he may change his tone at any time. Only if he dies, the guilt can't be reversed." The gray-robed official sneered, "Don't worry, your lord, this matter is left to the lower officials."

Fan Wenzheng asked: "What are you going to do?"

"When the confession is received, give him a breakfast." The gray robe official chuckled softly: "I gave him food at noon today. He didn't eat a few bites and didn't prepare food for him in the evening. Tonight, he will write again. Plead guilty, by tomorrow morning, you will be hungry in your belly. The officer will prepare a delicious breakfast for him tomorrow morning, and then poison him...!"

"Poisoning?" Fan Wenzheng frowned, "Han Yunong followed Heiyu very early, and spent many years in Zhenjun Duwei's Mansion. He has rich experience in the world and he must act cautiously. If he is poisoned by food, Once he saw it...!"

The gray-robed official smiled and said: "My lord, don't worry about the poison. The lower official contains a kind of poison, which is colorless and tasteless. It is placed in the food. Even a veteran who has been in the rivers and lakes for many years will never see the slightest trace. . And Han Yunong feels that this is the Ministry of War, it is impossible to think that we will poison the food, as long as he eats it so much, in a moment, he will die."

Fan Wenzheng nodded slightly, and the gray-robed official continued: "After he was poisoned, the food was processed immediately without leaving any traces, and he could be presented to the saint afterwards. Han Yunong went to Beijing to plead for the crime because he lost the turtle city. , While we were not paying attention, we took the poison that we carried with us. The lower official would also deal with the scene well and let people make sure that the poison was brought by him. In this way, this matter will be foolproof."

"In that case, do it according to your method." Fan Wenzheng finally retracted his finger, stood up, and said: "The old man still has some official duties to handle. You will be on duty tonight. When the old man wakes up tomorrow morning, Just hand the guilt book to the old man."

The gray-robed official handed Fan Wenzheng out, and his body straightened when he saw Fan Wenzheng going away.

Han Yunong stayed up all night.

Entering Jiayuguan, a few people rushed to Kyoto

In order to avoid delays on the way, Du Hongsheng, a frail civil official, insisted on traveling a long distance to Kyoto.

Before Han Yunong entered the Ministry of War, he only thought that the Ministry of War would inquire about Xiling in detail, and would even report it to the saint as quickly as possible, and the court would also discuss how to quell the chaos.

But now he has long understood that many things are far from as simple as he thought.

As a high-ranking officer of the Ministry of War, Fan Wenzheng, after learning about the Xiling rebellion, his first reaction was not how to put down the rebellion, but worried that the loss of Xiling would affect the Ministry of War.

Of course, Han Yunong knows Fan Wenzheng's thoughts. Once the responsibility for the loss of Xiling is really borne by the Ministry of War, the Ministry of War will inevitably be severely damaged. As a coordinator of the Ministry of War, Fan Wenzheng will not be the first to get out of the relationship, and even the position of Shangshu cannot be maintained.

Therefore, the guilt is implicated on other people, and even more people come in to share the responsibility of the Ministry of War. As long as the involvement is too wide, and even other ministries are involved, in order to avoid a major shock in Kyoto, the sage will definitely be lighter. To avoid greater turbulence in North Korea due to the loss of Xiling.

Han Yunong also does not want turbulence in North Korea and China.

At this time, once there are waves in the DPRK and China, it will only delay sending troops to counter the rebellion.

However, he would never accept that Fan Wenzheng put all the blame on Xiling officials, and it was even more impossible to help Fan Wenzheng suing Yao Mubai and become Fan Wenzheng's pawn.

For more than ten years, the officials sent by the empire to Xiling were indeed excluded from the DPRK. They went to Xiling to serve as officials, and they were undoubtedly related to the distribution border. They were officials there, and the environment was extremely harsh. Xiling is regarded as a chicken rib, and even the salary of the officials stationed in Xiling depends on the face of the Xiling family.

Han Yunong had been in Xiling for many years, and even had difficulty as an official there.

They want money but no money, no one wants them, and even many officials just hang on to official positions but have no power in their hands.

As the protector of Xiling, Yao Mubai used his little power to protect Tang’s face in Xiling as much as possible, and he also defended the people as much as possible, so that the people would think about the good of the empire, and eventually he would meet the generals on New Year’s Eve They died for the country together.

Now that the Ministry of War wants to hold the blame on such a group of people, it is of course impossible for Han Yunong to agree.

Han Yunong blamed himself for the loss of Turtle City, but how could the dozens of people in the Capitol at that time be able to fight against hundreds of well-trained dead-wing cavalry?The enemy is strong and we are weak, but the captain's mansion is still fighting to the end. Most of the yamen who have worked together for many years died that night, and those who survived were also imprisoned in the big prison.

Han Yunong has a clear conscience.

However, as the Turtle City Captain, he did not find any signs of rebels early. At least the Captain's Mansion was indeed taken away by the Deadwing Cavalry in his own hands. Han Yunong was willing to admit his fault.

He can confess his guilt by himself, but he never wants to involve anyone else.

After thinking about it all night, at dawn, Han Yunong finally wrote down his confession, which included detailed information about what he knew and happened that night, and he also admitted that he did not detect signs of rebels and was guilty of oversight.

Rooster Sichen.

When the first morning sun rose, the gray-robed official had already pushed open the door of Han Yunong's room. This was the most secluded house in the Ministry of War. Han Yunong turned to see the gray-robed official and stood up.

Fan Wenzheng of the Ministry of War is disgusting, but Han Yunong has not lost his manners.

"This officer is Dou Fan, the minister of war." The gray-robed official with one hand on his back, smiled and said, "Master Ministry asked the officer to come and see if you have finished writing it here."

Han Yunong took the confession and presented it with both hands to Dou Yan, the minister of war. After receiving it, Dou Yan scanned it a few times before smiling and saying, "Don't worry, let you write this clearly, it's not meant to cure you.

Sin."Turning around: "Come on!""

A person walked in from the outside, carrying a delicate lunch box, walked to the table, and carefully took out the wine and dishes from the lunch box. There were not many dishes, but it was exquisite. The interior was filled with aroma, which can evoke both the style and the smell. Human appetite.

"A hard night, let's eat something first." Dou Yan collected his confession and said, "This official sent it to Master Butang." Seeing Han Yunong standing still, he pointed his finger at the dishes on the table and said: "Hurry up and eat while it is hot. Right."

Han Yunong said: "My sir, the confession of Humble has been written. If Humble is not arrested now, I wonder if Humble can go back? Humble lived in Sipingfang Changle Inn. Before the court fell, he would stay there and would not leave Kyoto. If you want to send a message here, you can come here at any time."

"Eat first, let's talk about it." Dou Yan seemed casual.

Han Yunong said: "Thank you, sir, but I don't want to eat anything because I feel humble."

Dou Fan frowned slightly, and finally said: "As the Lord Butang meant, he would write a memorial and pass it along with you. You'd better stay in the Ministry of War until the will come from the palace. You If you have anything you need, we will send someone to prepare it for you. There will be no delay for three meals a day."

Han Yunong didn't talk nonsense, he just arched his hand slightly and walked to a chair to sit down, his body straight, and he didn't mean to have a meal.

Dou Yan could only say: "After eating, let people come in and clean up." Not much, knowing that if he said more, Han Yunong was afraid that he would be suspicious, and he didn't even dare to take a look at the wine and food and went out. Go, beckon to the man who delivered the meal, and whispered: "You are watching right here, he wants to eat something, report me immediately."

The man said yes.

When Dou Wei saw Fan Wenzheng, Fan Wenzheng had been freshened up and was sitting at the table having breakfast. When Dou Wei came in, he beckoned, "Have you not used breakfast yet? Have some food together."

Dou Fan sat down on the side, took out his confession, and presented it to Fan Wenzheng. Fan Wenzheng put down his chopsticks, took a look, frowned and said, "The bloody battle to the end, hehe, is this a demonstration of merit or a confession?"

"It's written later. He didn't know anything about the signs of the rebels in advance, and the rebels finally took the turtle city. He can't shirk the blame, and it can be regarded as a confession." Dou Yan said: "Since he wrote this. A confession, if he were to rewrite it, according to his temperament, changing the soup without changing the medicine, it would still taste like this, and it would not involve other people. However, this guilt is enough to prove that the staff made a mistake in employing people at the time. Yu was also involved. He and the staff arranged for Han Yunong to go to Xiling as the captain. As long as Hei Yu and the staff were involved, it would be much easier for us."

Fan Wenzheng nodded slightly, waved his hand to let the person who was waiting on the side retreat, and then asked in a low voice: "How is he now?"

"The wine and the food are on, but he didn't move his chopsticks." Dou Yan frowned.

Fan Wenzheng was startled, and frowned, "Did he notice something?"

"Probably not." Dou Yan said: "I just wrote a confession, and I am in a low mood, worried that I will be in jail, and it is normal to not be able to eat for a while. Don't worry, he can't stop eating. We still have time. When he moves his chopsticks, we are not in a hurry, even if we wait till night."

At this moment, I heard hurried footsteps coming from outside, and another voice said outside the door: "Minister, report something to your humble duty."

"Come in." Fan Wenzheng put away his confession, and saw an official coming in from outside, bowing and bowing his head.

"Han Zhou, what do you want to report at this time?" Dou Yan glanced at the visitor. This official is Han Zhou, the head of the Department of Treasury of the Ministry of War. It was also he who was in front of the Ministry of War that would drive Qin Xiao away two days ago. .

Han Zhou hurriedly said, "The Criminal Ministry...someone from there is beating a drum!"