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

"What did you say! Fan Xin died for his country?" Yao Chong paused and asked in disbelief.

"Back to Prime Minister Yao, the Duke of Guo fought until the last moment and jumped off a cliff!"

Li Lang's eyes turned red and he swallowed.

"What a fine Fan Xin, what a fine Duke of Yan. I have been an official for decades, and you are the first person that makes me admire you!"

Yao Chong took a deep breath, came to Li Lang, and personally helped him up.

"General Li, don't be sad. King Yan died a heroic death for his country. I must report this to Your Majesty and the court immediately!"

"Let the world know what great achievements I, the number one hero of the Tang Dynasty, have accomplished!"

After saying this, Yao Chong suddenly turned to Song Jing and said.

"Prime Minister Song, Fuqi's great victory is related to the honor and disgrace of all the people in the world. How about you and I joining forces?"

Song Jing looked solemn and arched her hands.

"I have no obligation to refuse!"

Ong!

The big bell of Shangyang Palace rang one hundred and eight times for the first time.

More than three hundred ministers of the fifth rank and above came to the main hall together.

The guardians whispered to each other and asked if the emperor was in mourning.

Because the Shangyang Palace bell has never rung one hundred and eight times since the founding of the Tang Dynasty.

Only when matters of national life and death are involved will the two sides collide.

"Your Majesty has arrived, and all the officials are waiting to welcome you!" In the shrill voice of the chamberlain, Li Xian wore a yellow robe and sat on the dragon chair, with Princess Anle sitting under it.

All the officials bowed and saluted in turn.

"I see you, Your Majesty! Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

"Everyone loves you!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After the civil and military officials straightened up, Li Xian looked at Yao Chong with a smile.

"Yao Aiqing, the imperial court will only hold court meetings on the fifteenth day of the lunar month. What do you mean by ringing the bell of Shangyang Palace in Fengge Luantai this time?"

As these words came out, all the civil and military eyes of the court immediately turned to Yao Chong and Song Jing.

The two looked at each other, stepped out of the queue together, and said sadly.

"Your Majesty, during the battle of Fuqi, the Duke of Yan led an army of 20,000 soldiers and guarded Fuaigu City for fifteen days."

"The 180,000 Tibetan army was severely damaged, so that there were less than 6,000 Tibetan soldiers left!"

"So far, all the Western lands that have fallen since the Tang Dynasty have been recovered!"

"Our Tang Dynasty has won!"

As soon as these words came out, it was like a thunderous shock, and everyone stayed in place.

Shocked!

Ecstasy and disbelief!

No one expected that Fan Xin led 20,000 people to defeat the Tibetans with an army of 180,000.

How can this be?

You must know that the Tubo people's military strength was several times that of the Tang Dynasty.

There are so many people who can't be killed even if they don't move.

How could Fan Xin's 20,000-strong iron army be so powerful? This is incredible.

a long time.

Li Xian came back to his senses and asked uncertainly.

"Yao Aiqing, are you saying that Fan Xin defeated the Tibetan army with 20,000 people while guarding the isolated city?"

Yao Chong nodded and replied.

"It is absolutely true that the local state capital has officially taken over the occupied land, and it will not take long for the documents to be delivered to the court."

Song Jing on the side also echoed.

"Your Majesty, this matter has caused a sensation throughout the Western Region. It is said that after Prime Minister Chita returned to China, he was dismissed from his official position and sent to prison that day."

"The King of Tubo was so angry that he vomited blood and passed out."

Seeing the conclusive words of the two Zhuguo ministers, the last trace of doubt in Li Xian's heart disappeared.

He immediately stood up and laughed loudly.

"What a good Fan Xin, no wonder he is highly valued by the Emperor!"

"Based on this record alone, who else in the world dares to compete with him!"

"Quickly, summon Fan Xin back to Luoyang immediately. I will hold a ten-mile-long banquet to celebrate his success!"

However, compared with the emperor's high spirits, the two ministers of the Zhu Kingdom looked regretful.

"Your Majesty, I'm afraid Fan Xin won't be able to see you. In the battle of Fuqi, all 20,000 Tang Dynasty iron troops were killed."

"In order to avoid being captured by the Tubo people, Duke Yan and his men all jumped into the cliff."

"The body is on its way back to Luoyang!"

quiet!

The celebrations in Shangyang Palace suddenly stopped, and everyone stared blankly at Yao Chong.

There was intense disbelief in his eyes.

If Fan Xin defeated the 180,000 Tibetan army, they were deeply shocked.

So the news of martyrdom for the country at this moment is undoubtedly like a huge explosion wave, giving everyone a strong impact.

"Yao Aiqing, what are you talking about? Fan Xin really died for his country?"

Li Xian trembled his lips and asked with a trembling voice.

Yao Chong nodded with tears in his eyes.

"Your Majesty, Fan Xin was ordered to do so in the face of danger. He will defend the dignity of our great country at the risk of his own life. He is a loyal and brave man."

"I sincerely request the imperial court to reward him generously!"

"I second the proposal!"

Led by Song Jing, Wei Yuanzhong, the six ministries and nine ministers, and the civil and military ministers all knelt on the ground.

Looking at the civil and military officials of the court, Li Xian couldn't calm down and slapped the handrail heavily.

"Come here and draw up the decree. The loyal heart of King Yan can be seen from heaven and earth, and can be expressed by the sun and moon. He is actually the number one civil and military minister of the Tang Dynasty!"

"Therefore, the Fan family is specially given a plaque of "Zhonglie Mansion". Anyone who encounters it will be ordered to dismount from the sedan chair and the military officer from the horse. Anyone who violates it will be punished as treason!"

"The three generations of King Yan, regardless of their descendants, will all be treated with the fourth grade of treatment!"

At this point, Li Xian hesitated and said to the ministers.

"As the King of Yan, Fan Xin's title has reached its peak, and his martial arts has reached the peak of being a hussar general."

"My dear friends, what do you think the court should do?"

"This……"

The ministers looked at each other, a little confused for a moment.

Only then did they remember that Fan Xin was already a highly respected minister, and there might be nothing to reward him except the emperor's throne.

While the ministers were thinking hard, Yao Chong said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, don't worry. The Cavalry General is only from the first level and has not reached the peak. There is still another one above."

"You mean to promote Fan Xin to General Tiance?" Li Xian hesitated and asked.

Before Yao Chong could say anything, all the ministers gave up and immediately jumped out and held their hands.

"Your Majesty, no, General Tiance is an official position established by the Tang Dynasty for Emperor Taizong."

"How can Fan Xin, a minister of the imperial family, enjoy the same honor as Taizong?"

"Yes, even if there is no reward from the court, we can still start with his family members."

"I heard that the Fan family will hold a banquet in a few days to celebrate the little princess's birthday."

"Your Majesty can personally issue an edict to show that you value him!"

Faced with the strong backlash from the ministers, a woman with a pretty face stood up.

Feng Mu glanced at the ministers coldly.

"What happened to General Tiance? Fan Xin even lost his life to defend the Tang Dynasty. Shouldn't he enjoy this honor?"

After finishing speaking, Shangguan Wan'er, who returned to the palace, turned around and bowed to Li Xian.

"Your Majesty, I would like to ask the imperial court to appoint Fan Xin as a first-grade Tiance general!"

"To tell his spirit in heaven!"

The main hall of Shangyang Palace gradually became quiet, and all the officials frowned and looked at Shangguan Wan'er. I can't figure out why she is so excited.

No one knows this heroine prime minister better than Li Xian, who saw her risking her life for her sweetheart.

He sighed helplessly.

"What are you doing, Zhongshu Sheren? Fan Xin and others are..."

"I beg your Majesty to grant it!"

Shangguan Wan'er knelt on the ground and said in a decisive voice.

Li Xian had been in love with Shangguan Wan'er for a long time, but he still didn't refuse after seeing the tears in her eyes.

"That's all, just do as you say and retreat from the court!"

Li Xian waved his dragon sleeves and announced his resignation.

After the ministers left the hall in twos and threes, Li Xian came to Shangguan Wan'er and patted her shoulder.

"Wan'er, it's impossible for you to say that Fan Xin is not dead, even if he is still alive."

"The royal family will never allow the consort to take another wife."

"So you'd better give up on this idea."

After listening to Li Xian's words, Shangguan Wan'er couldn't help feeling sad anymore and shed tears.

……

Three days later, Prince Yan’s Mansion.

The usually quiet back garden was now filled with people.

Everyone stared anxiously at the palace door. The imperial doctor from the Taiyuan Hospital had already been in for two hours.

At the beginning, the little princess was relatively quiet, but as time passed, her coughing became more severe.

This cast a shadow over everyone in the Fan family.

Suddenly, the door was pushed open, and the sweaty imperial doctor walked out.

"Your Highness, the little princess has a high fever. I'm afraid..."

Princess Taiping's face darkened and she said coldly.

"Let me tell you, Qianyi is the favorite of King Yan and me. If you lose your life, I will question you!"

"Yes, yes, I will go back and help the little princess reduce her fever and cough!"

Looking at the imperial doctor's back, the palace maid's face turned pale and she said.

"Your Highness, what should we do? Your Majesty will be back after fighting on the front line."

"If you know something happened to your child, you still shouldn't..."

After all, Princess Taiping came from a family of officials. Although she was anxious, she was not panicked.

"Take people to Qingtian Temple immediately and bring back the statue of the Prince Consort."

"Don't the people say that the temple is particularly efficacious? I want to see if he can keep the child!"

"Slave, go now!"

Without further ado, Yingniang led a team of Qianniu Guards and went straight to Qingtian Temple.

After learning that the little princess of the Fan family had a high fever that would not go away, the people of Luoyang spontaneously gathered in front of Prince Yan's Mansion, knelt on the ground and silently prayed to God to bless the loyal heirs.

Amid the prayers of everyone, a three-foot-tall clay statue was carried into Prince Yan's Mansion.

"Husband-in-law, Yi'er is passing through the customs inside. If you are spiritual, please help the child to get rid of the fever and cough quickly."

"Please, Your Majesty, keep the little princess safe!"

One passed it to ten, and from ten to hundreds, the guards and servants of the Fan family spread it all the way to the street.

In the end, thousands of people prayed together.

However, the coughs in the hall were still rapid, and the statues did not move at all.

Seeing that things had reached the worst point, Princess Taiping gritted her teeth and picked up the water and fire stick and pressed it against the statue.

"You can't even protect your own daughter, how can you stand in the Temple of Fragrance with dignity? I will crush you to pieces!"

Boom!

Just as Princess Taiping was raising her stick to strike, a powerful thunder exploded out of thin air.

What immediately frightened everyone was that the three-foot-tall clay statue suddenly collapsed and shattered into powder.

Broken?

The statue of King Yan is broken?

The scene was eerily quiet, and an ominous premonition rose in everyone's mind.

At this time, a sound of surprise suddenly came from the hall where he was coughing.

"The fever is gone, the fever is gone. Congratulations, little princess, you are finally fine."

After coming back to her senses, Princess Taiping took a deep look at the mud on the ground and ordered.

"Fan An, go clear out the rubble and cast a new golden body for the prince."

"I'll go inside first and see Yi'er."

Ignoring everyone's congratulations, Princess Taiping quickly came to the house.

"Congratulations, Your Highness. Congratulations, Your Highness. The little princess's fever has gone away and she no longer coughs. Look how sweet she sleeps."

Taking the little daughter from the imperial doctor's hands, Princess Taiping smiled and shook her. Unfortunately, the little one slept so soundly that she had no intention of waking up.

"Haha, it's all thanks to you that Yi'er survived the crisis safely this time. I'll go to the accounting room and withdraw ten guan each."

"Thank you, Your Highness, thank you, Your Highness!"

After the old doctors left with all their thanks, Princess Taiping put the child on the bed and said with a smile.

"Your body temperature has returned to normal. You look like a blessed person. When you feel better, my mother will definitely give you a good birthday party."

"Your Highness, please go and take a rest. You haven't slept a wink all night." Ying Niang said with concern.

Princess Taiping shook her head, wiped the sweat from her daughter's face and said. .

"Yi'er has just recovered from her fever. I'd better stay here, lest the consort comes back and blames me when he sees my daughter is sick."

"By the way, I heard that there seems to be talk about winning the war outside. Is this true?"

"My servant doesn't know, but I heard that the 180,000 Tibetan army was severely damaged, and even the King of Tibet was so angry that he vomited blood."

Princess Taiping breathed a sigh of relief when she heard that the Tubo people were defeated. She was really afraid that the consort might be up to no good.

After covering their daughter with a quilt, the two walked out of the room. Yingniang hesitated and said.

"Your Highness, I seemed to see General Li Lang when I went to Qingtian Temple to move the clay statue today."

"He didn't respond even if I called him. When I chased him, he had disappeared."

Princess Taiping was startled and frowned slightly.

"Didn't Li Lang follow the consort to fight on the Qinghai front? Why are they back?"

"Who says it's not? I'm still wondering. It's a pity that General Li can run faster than a rabbit! Huh, when I see him, I will definitely deduct his salary!"

Ying Niang said angrily.

For some reason, Princess Taiping felt an inexplicable panic in her heart. This panic made her somewhat breathless.

"Forget it, we'll talk about this later. The top priority is to prepare a birthday party for the children."

Forcibly suppressing the panic in her heart, Princess Taiping gave Yingniang a few words and went to Hanguang Temple alone to burn incense.

When a man is fighting on the front line, he must be protected by Buddha.

As time passed, the day came in a blink of an eye when the Fan family held a full moon banquet.

On this morning, Princess Taiping put on the princess uniform awarded by the imperial court and turned around in front of the bronze mirror.

Since the officials who came today were at least fifth-grade officials, she needed to go to the front door of the mansion to greet them in person.

"Your Highness Princess, the banquet has been set up in the court. I have specially invited the leading actress of the Liyuan to ensure that all the guests will be satisfied."

"Thank you Fan An."

Princess Taiping glanced at her infant daughter, with a smile on her face.

"Yingniang, there are so many people today. Just stay in the room and rest for a while, and finally show your face while holding Qian Yi."

After touching the little guy's pink face, Princess Taiping took Fan An to the gate of the house.

Many princes and ministers were already waiting there.

"The King of Han has come all the way. On behalf of my consort, I would like to thank you for your visit."

A few feet away, Princess Taiping saluted the old man in Taoist robes.

(End of this chapter)