After being read by the tyrant, the character of the little cannon fodder completely collapsed

Chapter 27 Your Majesty, you are so talented in literature
Ling Xi looked at the two people with doubts in her heart.

[He is quite submissive! 】

[I thought that with the character of a tyrant, Fan Kang would jump up to rebel and chop off the tyrant’s head first! 】

[It seems that the tyrant is not as damned as I thought! 】

Chen Qianzhe:......
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It's not good to pretend that you can't hear her heart. You always have to listen to her inner complaints.
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The most important thing is that there can't be any performance of hearing.

He lowered his voice and said, "It's rare that you still have some respect for me. I thought you would kill me!"

Ling Xi:? ?

【what? 】

[The tyrant actually has the same thoughts as me? 】

[It seems that he also knows that he deserves to die! 】

Fan Kang bowed again: "Why did Your Majesty say that? Is it because of his violent... ruling methods? The student had read His Majesty's poems back then. His Majesty was only five years old at that time, but the poems he wrote were sonorous and iron-clad. Bones, a few of the sentences are still fresh in students’ minds and deeply rooted in their bones…”

He raised his face with a tragic look on his face: "Abandon yourself at the edge of the edge..."

"cough cough"

Chen Qianzhe suddenly coughed heavily, interrupting Fan Kang's words.

"We don't have much time, so we won't talk about this anymore. I wonder if you will agree to Gu's conferment document and take up the position of emperor?"

"Your Majesty teaches students that they will never give up even if they die!"

Fan Kang lifted up his clothes, knelt heavily on the ground, and performed the proper courtesy of a monarch and his ministers.

"My lord, I am willing to serve as an ant and be driven away by Your Majesty!"

"Okay, then let's..." Chen Qianzhe nodded with relief and looked at Ling Xi.

Who knows, Ling Xi is looking at him with playful eyes.

His hand paused in the air: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just think your Majesty is...well-written and talented!!"

[I can also write poetry! 】

[It’s just this poem…haha! ! 】

"Then, let's tell Chief Fan the whole story as we said before." Chen Qianzhe scratched the tip of his nose and brought the topic back.

"Yes, let's talk about the business first. Let's work out the other things slowly." Ling Xi smiled half-heartedly, stood up and straightened her clothes: "Clan Chief Fan, let's go. You and I have to finish the rest!" "

"Where?"

"City Defense Yamen!"

Chen Qianzhe's identity as a tyrant is their trump card and cannot be revealed until absolutely necessary.

Moreover, people in the palace cannot be allowed to know that he appeared in Shiliang River!
……

"Miss Ling, are you sure it's just the two of us... going in? Isn't that too reckless? How about we go back and discuss it?"

Fan Kang stood at the main entrance of the city defense office, nervously tightening his clothes.

These days, because hungry refugees often rush to the Yamen in desperate attempts, the Yamen has transferred archers and strengthened defensive measures.

If you go in without notification, you may not get any good results.

"You're here, what are you discussing?"

Ling Xi also saw the archer on the city wall and threw something to him.

"With this thing, no one from the city defense office will dare to stop you!"

Fan Kang looked at the thing in his hand doubtfully.

This is a green pine and black dragon's warrant token. It looks quite high-end.

He hesitated for a moment and held up the token: "I am Fan Kang, the leader of the Fancheng clan. I have something to ask you to see the city defense master!"

"My lord is not available, no see!" A voice floated down from the city gate.

"Whether you've seen it or not, let's talk about it after you've seen it!"

Fan Kang shook his hand and threw the token up.

The man above caught it and laughed disdainfully: "Clan Chief Fan, I advise you to give up. We, adults, have been busy with government affairs recently, and we probably don't have time to see random people!"

The Fan family members have always been at odds with the government. From the city defense officers to the gatekeepers, they don't want to see the Fan family.However, there are still reports that should be made.

The guard came to the back house with the warrant: "Sir, Fan Kang asked to see you and sent this thing over, saying he wanted you to take a look."

"Is it the gold and silver treasure?" Mr. Wu, the city guard, didn't even raise his eyes and slowly turned over the chess records.

The master who was playing chess with him raised his head and glanced, and then took a breath: "Censor's warrant?"

"what?"

"The Censor's Warrant, as if I were here in person... the Censor's Warrant!"

"...Yes, is it the imperial censor?"

"Yes!"

"Oh my god!" Mr. Wu screamed and fell from the chair.

The master didn't have time to help him, so he hurriedly took the warrant, looked at it carefully, and his face became even more ugly: "Sir, yes, it is true."

Mr. Wu's knees weakened and he knelt on the ground again: "What the hell, why is the censor's warrant in Fan Kang's hands?"

He grabbed the master's arm suddenly and said desperately: "The Fan family has always regarded me as a thorn in their side. Are you coming here to kill me this time?"

"Sir, please don't worry, this is weird. Fan Kang is just a Jinshi, and he has been cooking rice in the city to provide disaster relief. How could he have the opportunity to go to the capital and get this censor's warrant?"

After the master reminded him, Lord Wu reacted: "Yes, if he is granted the title of censor, there is no reason why I wouldn't know about it! Who is that? Did Fan Kang come by himself or with someone else?"

The guard also realized that something was wrong at this time and did not dare to hide it at all: "He is a girl..."

"A girl? What kind of girl?"

"Well, you're a very good-looking girl!"

"..."

The middle gate of the city defense yamen is wide open.

Lord Wu was arranging his official clothes and hurried out.

After running only two steps, I heard a cold laughter coming from my ears.

[This censor has been standing here for so long, but he hasn’t even put on his official clothes! 】

[Your Majesty is right, this officialdom needs to be reorganized! 】

[Otherwise, let’s start with Master Wu! 】

[But, should I cut off my head or be dismissed from office and exiled for three thousand miles? 】

Mr. Wu's knees softened and he knelt down with a bang.

The master and others were still running out, and were stunned when they saw Mr. Wu kneeling down suddenly.

Sir, is it a little too early to kneel now?
But Mr. Wu's knees were so weak that he could not stand up, so he could only lie on the ground: "Your Majesty Wu Yong, I have met Mr. Imperial Envoy."

The master and others quickly retreated behind him and knelt down as well.

"I have seen Lord Yushi!"

"Master Wu, you're welcome. I'm just passing by. There's no need to be polite, sir. Get up!"

[There must be an excuse for killing people. You can't behead him just because he was late to greet you, right? 】

[What reason can I find to chop off his head openly? 】

[Otherwise, just be simple and crude and say that he is ugly and does not suit me? 】

Wu Yong felt sweat running down his spine.
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This imperial envoy is determined to kill me! !
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Could being ugly be a reason for her to kill someone? !
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no!I want to save my head! !

He knocked his head nervously on the ground: "Master Yushi, I am not able to greet you in time because I am busy with disaster relief. Please forgive me."

"I've said it all, you're welcome, sir, please get up!"

【Yeah! 】

【Disaster relief! 】

[The disaster relief here is so poor. There are victims everywhere and dead bodies everywhere. Isn’t this a good reason to chop off his head? 】

[Well, that’s it! 】

Ling Xi's eyes were filled with disdainful indifference, and she spoke like a god of death: "Master Wu..."

(End of this chapter)