The Golden Age

Chapter 396 Anti-Geist Strike

Biquge www.xbiquge.cc, the fastest update of the latest chapters of Sun Moon Fenghua!Fan Wenzheng sinks his heart.

"Han Yunong, your Zhezi, the official sent to the palace, the saint has already seen it, and has made a will to investigate this matter." Lu Junzhong looked at Han Yunong Road: "Fan Butang has also seen your Zhezi, right inside Deny everything you wrote. In other words, Fan Butang thinks you are slandering and framing. He has never said those things."

Han Yunong glanced at Fan Wenzheng, with a calm voice: "Humble and write in the fold, no word is false, if there is a false word, willing to accept any punishment, willing to die!"

Fan Wenzheng clenched one hand into a fist and quickly loosened it, but immediately squeezed it again, and said sharply: "Han Yunong, you are spitting blood and slandering the court officials. Do you know what the crime is?"

"If Fan Butang feels that humbleness is slandering, you can ask the Criminal Department to investigate in detail." Han Yunong said lightly: "Humbleness is just to report to the saint everything that happened in Xiling, and by the way, to truthfully report what he has seen and heard in the past few days."

"But what you wrote is not the truth." Fan Wenzheng said angrily: "You have framed the official, are you instigated by others?"

Dou Yan finally said: "The ministry, the saint has already ordered a thorough investigation, should we still deceive the saint? If you deceive the monarch, there is no forgiveness."

"You...what do you mean?" Fan Wenzheng stared at Dou Yan.

Dou Wei sighed: "Ministry, although the lower official is an official of the Ministry of War, he is your subordinate, but the lower official is even the saint's courtier. The lower official cannot be unfaithful to the saint. It is true that you are detaining Han Yunong. Concealed. The content of your separate conversation with Han Yunong was absent from the official, but you could not testify. However, you forced Han Yunong to write a confession in order to implicate the officials and even General Heiyu, but it is absolutely wrong. And. .....!" With a wry smile, shook his head and said, "As the chief of the military department, how can you come up with a trick to kill people?"

Fan Wenzheng's face changed drastically, and he lost his voice: "You...what did you say? Dou Yan, are you crazy?"

"The officer is not mad, but the head of the Ministry really seems to be mad, otherwise, how can you have the idea of ​​killing people and killing your mouth." Dou Yan said with a serious face: "You are worried that Han Yunong will write a confession and will withdraw his confession after leaving the Ministry of War. Let his guilt be unchangeable, poison him, and then declare that he committed suicide in fear of sin. After his death, he can't argue for himself."

The model essay is like falling ice cellar.

He never imagined that Dou Yan would actually strike back at this moment, giving himself a fatal blow.

If Han Yunong’s testimony can still be refuted by himself, the Chinese military officials of the DPRK know that he has a close relationship with Dou Fan, and Dou Fan is still a cron who pulled it up with one hand. The testimony of others is open to question, but who can doubt Dou Fan’s testimony? Is the testimony false?

Fan Wenzheng stood up, raised his finger at Dou Yan, his lips moved, but there was no sound, and then he felt top-heavy, his eyes turned black, and he sat back on the chair.

"Master Butang, how are you...how are you?" Dou Wei ran over quickly, holding Fan Wenzheng's wrist: "Are you feeling unwell?"

He was concerned, sincere and sincere, and seemed to have an abnormal relationship with Fan Wenzheng. Fan Wenzheng saw that Dou Fen was so benevolent and hypocritical, and he was even more angry, his chest rolled, a puff of blood rushed to his throat, and his body leaned forward suddenly. With a sound of "Wow", a mouthful of blood came out.

"Butang, Butang...!" Dou Qu was very concerned.

"Fuck...!" Fan Wenzheng tried hard to push Dou Yan away, and said sharply: "Dou Fan, you beast, you can't think of...

...Unexpectedly, you eat inside and out, so... you collude with Lu Junzhong, you...you can't die, the old man.....the old man is blind, even... Your dog...!"

Lu Junzhong watched Fan Wenzheng spouting a mouthful of blood and was unmoved. To Lu Butang, who was accustomed to all kinds of torture, it was nothing. No one asked the doctor. He just said with a smile: "Fan Butang This time I was really wrong, Shi Lang Dou did not collude with the official. You said Han Yunong was spitting blood, and now it seems that you are the spitting man. You slander the official and Shi Lang Dou colluding in private, this is another crime, the official is impartial If you are guilty of law enforcement, you will not let it go.” asked: “Dongshan, slander the important court officials, what crime should you be?

I don’t know when, Zhu Dongshan, the minister of the criminal ministry, has also entered the main hall, not far from Lu Junzhong, and respectfully said: "Return to the ministry, the law of the Tang Dynasty, slander the important court officials, and convict them regardless of the severity, usually sentenced to 30 rods. , Detained for one year."

"Fan Butang, did you hear that?" Lu Junzhong smiled and said: "You are not a minor offense. The crime of slandering courtiers is not urgently punished. When the case is clear, we will be punished together." Looking at Dou Yan, asked. Said: "Dou Fan, you said Fan Butang wanted to poison Han Yunong, is that true or not?"

"Lu Butang, it's not...it's not that the old man wanted to poison Han Yunong, it was...it was this person's idea, he had a vicious heart and wanted to kill people...!" Fan Wenzheng argued vigorously , But after saying a few words, the blood was not going well, and he coughed violently.

Dou Wei still patted Fan Wenzheng on the back very intimately, and he slapped him, while patted and said: "Lu Butang, what the Xiaguan said, everything is true. Xiaguan and Han Yunong have no grievances and no grudges, why do they want to come out? Do you want to poison him? Even if you kill people and kill your mouth, but... the official wants to kill him, there must be a reason?" With a wry smile, "Master Butang wanted to push the blame for Xiling's loss on others, and Forcing Han Yunong to write a confession letter, he was worried that Han Yunong’s reverse confession would not be good for him, so he wanted to kill and kill him. What does it have to do with the lower officials? The Changsheng Army was not transferred to Xiling in time. It was the fault of the Ministry of War. After investigating, the official position of the Minister is difficult to guarantee, so he came up with a bad strategy that involves other people. From the beginning, the lower officials disagreed and persuaded the Ministry not to do this, but...the matter was decided by the Lord. It's hard to change."

"In that case, you already knew that Fan Butang would involve other people?" Lu Junzhong said indifferently: "If this is the case, why didn't you tell the saint earlier? Could it be that you wanted to cover him in the first place?"

Dou Fu said: "Even though Fan Butang had this heart, he did not act. The subordinate officials should not tell the saints just because the subordinates had such thoughts? There is no evidence, it is framed, and the subordinate officials did not act rashly. Xiaguan always thought that Fan Butang was just talking casually, he was so mature and prudent, he probably wouldn't really do that, so...!" He shook his head, looking helpless.

"So you waited until Fan Butang was going to poison Han Yunong before you were sure that he was really embarrassed." Lu Junzhong nodded slightly: "The officer understands your mind. It's just that... you want to poison Han Yunong, such a confidential matter. He shouldn’t have let others know, why would you know?"

"Because the ministry wants the official to do it himself." Dou Wei smiled bitterly: "He asked the official to poison the food and drink. As long as Han Yunong had a meal, he immediately died of the poison. In this way, it can be said that Han Yunong was carrying poison and committed suicide Shook his head and said: "But of course the lower official would not do this. He was worried that if he refused directly, he would send someone else to harm him. So he pretended to agree, but told Han Yunong the facts and asked him to write the truth about the matter. Before the saint’s orders came down, the lower officials would secretly take Han Yunong out of the military department and find a place to hide. It’s just that Han Yunong just wrote out the zhezi, the criminal department.

Lord Zhu arrived at the Ministry of War, so the next official took advantage of the opportunity to let Han Yunong hand over Zhezi to Lord Zhu."

Han Yunong looked calm, motionless like a statue, and said nothing.

"So that's the case." Lu Junzhong smiled: "Then this case is clear. Fan Butang, this is your fault. Han Yunong rushed to Kyoto from Xiling day and night, and he wanted to report military information to the court, which is also a great contribution. One thing, not only did you fail to present the emergency army to the palace in time, in order to alleviate your own guilt, you also wanted to blame others, and even wanted to kill someone. This is really too much." Stroking the goat's whiskers: "Now you can confess your guilt?"

"The two of them are nonsense and colluding. The old man is innocent!" Fan Wenzheng said sharply, "It is not so easy to slander the old man."

Lu Junzhong calmly said, "Dongshan, you first take Han Yunong and Master Dou down to rest."

After Zhu Dongshan led the two back, Fan Wenzheng and Lu Junzhong were left in the main hall.

Lu Junzhong got up, walked to the chair next to Fan Wenzheng and sat down closer. Fan Wenzheng was a little uncomfortable seeing him approaching, saying, "Lu Butang, you don't really think what they are saying is true. Right?"

"What they said is true or false, but it doesn't really matter." Lu Junzhong sighed: "Fan Butang, previously declared an decree in the Ministry of War, in addition to letting the officer investigate the case, the saint also asked Qian Gonggong to speak on his behalf, you He should have heard it, but remember?" Before Fan Wenzheng spoke, he whispered softly: "The saint asks the official to investigate the case carefully, don't involve too much, just investigate the main criminal."

"Yes." Fan Wenzheng said: "I remember."

Lu Junzhong glanced at Fan Wenzheng and said, "Fan Butang is a wise man, do you really know the meaning of this saint, or do you pretend not to understand?"

Fan Wenzheng frowned and said, "What does Lu Butang mean?"

"Xiling rebellion, Heiyu was killed, the saint always has to give the people of the world an explanation." Lu Junzhong sighed: "Lu Butang, if you are really smart, after learning about the Xiling rebellion, you should immediately write a letter to apologize, although You can’t keep your position in the book, but if you take the initiative to ask for your sins, the saint may be able to open the door to you, treat you lightly, and not save your life."

Fan Wenzheng moved his lips without speaking.

"But you chose the worst path." Lu Junzhong said: "You want to implicate more people, so that the saint has to be treated lightly. Do you know that doing so is to threaten the saint. How can the saint be angry? The reason? If the saint wants to give the people of the world an explanation, he must make people bear the guilt of the loss of Xiling. You happen to annoy the saint again. If the saint wanted to let other people stand up to the crime before, even the princess would be behind. Say a few good things for you. Now you are jumping out and vying to be the first bird. How do you say the princess speaks for you? The saint’s will has been sent to the Ministry of War, and the decision was already made. In the cut, you have been selected by the saint as the guilty minister who lost Xiling this time. It is irretrievable. Don't you understand now?"

Fan Wenzheng's face was pale, cold sweat on his forehead finally ran down, his whole body trembled, and he wanted to say something, but his lips just trembled and he couldn't speak.

"You have stayed in the position of Shangshu of the Ministry of War for so many years, what storms have not been seen?" Lu Junzhong sighed: "But at a critical moment, you were confused for a while and made such a stupid mistake. Fan Butang, it has been No one can save you, but it is your family. If you want to save you, you will never want to be cut all over, right?"