Datang Library

Chapter 782
The king of Baekje, who had just joined the Tang Dynasty for less than a month, was wiped out by his family last night. No one was left behind, and the blood flowed in rivers in the courtyard. It was so miserable. The perpetrator was the big star of the Chang'an Grand Theater on weekdays——Princess Silla Kindermann, it's incredible.

This news began to spread rapidly in Chang'an City at ten o'clock in the morning, and even because of this, the people in Chang'an City generally woke up half an hour earlier than usual, just curiously discussing this matter.

Most people still can’t believe it, but when they went to see the Baekje Palace, there was a seal, and the strong smell of blood that could be felt across the courtyard wall, and there were countless witnesses, this matter is inseparable ten.

In Lantian Hou's Mansion, although Bai Fan's martial arts skills are unparalleled in the past, but the rich and noble life has been so good in the past few years, he has developed a bad habit of being lazy. It is different from other warriors who get up at [-]:[-] in the morning. Bai Fan must Got to get up after eight o'clock.

This means that everyone in Chang'an City knows that Lan Tianhou never goes to court, but once he goes to court, there will be something to do, and there must be no fakes.

The early dynasty of the Tang Dynasty was at six or seven o'clock in the morning. "New Tang Book": "Bachelors enter the office, and they often regard the shadow of the sun as their waiting."This is different from the morning dynasties of the Ming and Qing dynasties in the later generations. In the early dynasties of the Ming and Qing dynasties, all officials would get up at [-] o'clock in the morning to prepare.

Bai Fan was woken up by his son pinching his nose, because the women in the backyard got up early to practice martial arts and were much more diligent than this master, but after hearing the rumors outside, the women were already in a mess and gathered together to whisper After all, Kinderman is everyone's good sister on weekdays.

"Daddy, wake up soon, mother wants me to call you." Bai Fan's eldest son, Bai Dingguo, is almost five years old now. He looks cute and smart, and looks much smarter than ordinary five-year-old children.

"Don't, don't bother me, didn't you tell her that I want the sun to shine on my buttocks before I get up? It's a waste of this sweet bed if you don't sleep in winter..."

Bai Fan muttered while waving his hands away from his son's little hand pinching his nose.

Bai Dingguo looked back helplessly at the three younger brothers who came in with him, as if everyone had a tacit understanding, the fourth brother Bai Sifang bit his finger and said in a milky voice: "Brother, what if father doesn't get up?"

"How about, let's go and tickle him." The youngest Bai Guangyao suggested.

The other three immediately rolled their eyes. This trick never worked. It was only after the mother explained that the father was wearing a golden bell mask and an iron shirt.

The boss gave the second child a wink, the second child understood, and shouted loudly: "The other day my little aunt brought us a good thing from the academy. It's called a lighter. Why don't we try to see if my father's hair can be lit?"

Hearing this, Bai Fan shuddered, stood up, moved his hands together, and the four sons were all pressed under the quilt in an instant.

"Okay, you four bastards, is it easy for Dad to raise you? He even thought of setting fire to my hair? Where is the lighter? Hand it over quickly."

The second child shrank his neck, and weakly took out a small iron box from his arms. Bai Fan saw that it was an old-fashioned kerosene lighter. It seemed that the small invention in the academy had made some progress.

A son gave him two slaps, and after reprimanding him not to play with fire, Bai Fan didn't feel sleepy anymore, so he put on his clothes and went to the hall in the backyard.

"I won't wake my father up from now on. Basically, I get beaten every time. No wonder my mother and the others don't come." The second child of the Bai family complained that the toys were confiscated, which made the second child feel terrible.

"Yes, yes, the last time Erniang came to wake up my father, and my mother said that Erniang was beaten terribly, and the screams didn't stop for half an hour." Sifang Bai nodded and said.

This made Bai Fan, who hadn't gone far, stagger, why did his own children talk about everything?Spread the word and still not be laughed to death?It's just a few prodigal old ladies who don't speak well, making such a private matter heard by the children.

Walking into the hall, seeing Li Wanping and the girls pacing back and forth, Bai Fan slapped the lighter in his hand on the desk, and said angrily: "These four sisters are too messing around. What is wrong with such a young child? Alright, teach them to play with fire, just now some rebellious sons even wanted to burn my hair, it was all taught by you..."

The girls were taken aback when they heard the words, where is this going? They lost their temper just after waking up?

It was Li Wanping who was the first to react, and stepped forward and said: "My husband misunderstood, the fourth sister is just bringing a small gift to the children, it is impossible to teach them to play with fire, the children are just talking, otherwise how can they be called?" How about you get up? We can't afford to call you, the children are more capable than us mothers."

Speaking of this, Bai Fan became even more annoyed, and told the last words to several people, causing the girls to be embarrassed, and they blushed instantly and did not dare to answer.

Dou Qiongying was thinking about Kinderman's matter in her heart, and quickly changed the subject: "My husband came just in time, something happened to Kinderman's sister, she slaughtered Baekje King's husband Yu Yici last night, and now she has been imprisoned by His Majesty.

Quickly think of a way to save him. "

What? ? ?
Bai Fan was at a loss, what's going on?Where did such a disaster come from?

"Here, is she crazy? What a nonsense!"

After swearing angrily, Bai Fan left his wife behind and strode out the door. Li Wanping covered her mouth and smiled, "My husband still insisted that he doesn't like my younger sister Jin. Now that something happened, I care more about it than we do. It's really serious."

Several people burst into laughter. Seeing her husband's attitude, they thought he would save others without everyone's persuasion. They got along with each other for several years, but everyone really liked Kinderman, and they didn't mean to be jealous at all.

And Bai Fan was excited for a moment, and he galloped straight to the Tang prison. He seemed to have forgotten that he was just a thin robe for walking around the house. This was the time to wear a padded jacket in winter. The common people don't know.

So in less than half a day, rumors about Lantian Hou Danyi going to the prison spread in Chang'an City. After Li Er heard it, his brows were instantly untied. He was afraid that you would not show up, as long as you showed your attitude.

So he immediately sent people to summon his confidantes such as the Ministry of Punishment, Dali Temple, and the Zongren Mansion. There was only one sentence, Hou Lantian wants to protect his own woman, so you can figure it out.

Li Er is an emperor, and he would not offend Bai Fan again for a dead captive prince. To be honest, if he didn't care about public opinion and Datang's reputation, he would be hostile to Datang as Baekje used to be. He directly killed the prisoner, and he was not willing to let him enjoy peace in Chang'an.

In the prison, Kinderman has been replaced with a bloody suit, wearing a clean prison uniform, living in a clean and tidy cell, without handcuffs and shackles, as if he was placed under house arrest in another place.

Kinderman did not expect that he would come so soon, and seeing his messy clothes, he must have just woken up not long ago. For a moment, he was only touched, and he stared at Bai Fan without knowing what to say.

　Today's Chapter 2, thank you for your support.

　　
　
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