Rebirth of the Tang Dynasty's strongest consort

Chapter 509
"What did Mr. Ming do in the study?"

"Brother, have you thought about your idea?"

"This is the top of the list?"

"Could it be that my nephew is writing a note, preparing to play Zou Yinglong and Changsun Jin in the book?"

Fan Jin and the others were ignorant of Fang Yiai's intentions, and when Xie Yaohuan was about to go to dissuade them, Fang Yiai walked out of the study with the Qingfeng sword.

"Forget Baduan, it's nothing more than bullying Bengong! Shu'er has to suffer a lot, and I will fight with you guys!"

Fang Yiai cursed loudly, although after a series of incidents on Henan Road and Wuma Road, his temperament has been greatly transformed, but now his wife is suffering because of the crying, no matter how gentle Fang Yiai is at this moment. I can't sit still any longer.

"Master who bullied Ben Gong! He kept saying that Ben Gong killed Xiao Rui and Changsun Jin!"

Fang Yiai muttered as she walked, seeing this, Fan Jin, Shen Nianxing, and Guan Mutong hurriedly tried to stop her, but Hou Balin stopped her.

"Three, wait here with peace of mind!" Hou Ba Linlu rolled up his sleeves, strode forward, and said with a smile, "This is our good big brother!"

Seeing that Fang Yiai had made up his mind to go, Xie Yaohuan wanted to follow her out to watch, but was stopped by Shen Nianxing.

Shen Nianxing stood in front of Xie Yaohuan, cupped his hands and said: "Ma'am, you must not go out! Right now, the speaker is impeaching your nephew for taking a concubine without permission, so going out this time is not just giving others a handle and not asking yourself?"

Hearing Shen Nianxing's reminder, Xie Yaohuan frowned, crouched slightly and said, "Thank you uncle for reminding."

After finishing speaking, Xie Yaohuan quickly walked towards the east wing, leaving Fan Jin, Shen Nianxing, and Guan Mutong looking at each other. In the end, Guan Mutong was the first to break the silence and said, "Master Fan, please go to the main hall, this old man will give you a diagnosis and treatment."

In front of the gate of Zhuangyuan's mansion, a group of young servants and maidservants from the eldest grandson's mansion were weeping. Zou Yinglong and other speech officials, Yu Shi, were also filled with righteous indignation. They were about to break into the mansion to find a room for their love theory, but they didn't expect that the gate of the mansion opened automatically.

"Fang Jun, you still want to come out? Why don't you keep shrinking your head?"

"Hmph! What kind of a hero is a dignified third-rank official and court consort who dodges in trouble?"

"Fang Jun! I have read the books of sages and sages, and what I have been seeking all my life is the word "reason". Let me give you an explanation today, if not, I will not give up!"

"Yes! Give justice to Consort Xiao and Grandson Consort!"

Zou Yinglong and other officials were happy when they said that, when they suddenly saw Fang Yi'ai walking out of the mansion, after seeing clearly what the son-in-law was holding, they couldn't help but took a few steps back.

Holding the Qingfeng sword, Fang Yiai stood in front of the mansion gate and looked around. Seeing that Zou Yinglong and the others were filled with righteous indignation, she couldn't help shouting, "That one is here to seek justice?"

"Just move forward!" Fang Yiai let go of the hem of his skirt, and made a gesture of invitation with Qingfeng in his hand.

"Ah! This is not the posture of explaining to others, it is clearly here to find someone to desperately!" Someone shouted loudly behind him.

As soon as these words came out, there was no sound in front of the Zhuangyuan's mansion, and all the young servants and maidservants who were kneeling in front of the coffin and weeping from the dead all shut their mouths knowingly, lest Fang Yiai would give him a blow in his anger.

"What are you yelling about? Aren't you trying to be reasonable? Come here!" Hou Balin is notorious for being crazy, and seeing that his elder brother is going all out, he obviously has no reason to shrink back as a younger brother.

Seeing that Fang Yiai was holding the Qingfeng sword with an indignant posture, Changsun Jin couldn't help sneering in his heart: "Fang Jun, just show your prestige in the Five Horse Road. Kill these officials and kill Zou Yinglong. Look Let's see if you can withstand Yushitai's revenge!"

Looking at the crowd, Fang Yiai forcibly suppressed the anger in her chest, cupped her hands and said, "Please keep your voice down!"

"Kindly? What do you mean?"

"Could a broken sword be able to coax us?"

"Yes, our Yushitai is where we serve the country and the people, how can we be frightened by a mere sword?"

Although the group of officials kept shouting, none of them dared to step forward to answer. Instead, they all looked at Zou Yinglong, meaning: "Go up? Go up! Are you going to argue with him? You are right Yushi, you are the biggest among us! Who will step forward if you don’t step forward?”

Zou Yinglong was well aware of the "goodwill recommendation" of his colleagues, and he couldn't hold back his face in front of everyone, so he could only take a step forward, cupped his hands and said, "House Consort."

"It's easy to say, Zou Yushi." Fang Yiai deliberately weighed the Qingfeng sword in his hand, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, subtext: "Let's put it nicely, buddy has a guy in his hand."

Seeing Fang Yiai's posture, and thinking of his killing of Turkic warriors in Taibai Mountain and Wangyuetai, Zou Yinglong felt angry in his chest, bowed his head and hesitated for a while, and finally said something that made people laugh and cry.

"Thank you son-in-law for the herbal tea before."

After finishing speaking, Zou Yinglong walked back to the ranks of his colleagues in desperation, faced everyone's contemptuous gazes, and muttered in a low voice: "He has a sword in his hand."

Fang Yiai never expected that the dignified speaker would have such an attitude, she couldn't laugh or cry, she cupped her hands and said, "It's easy to say."

Seeing that the representative of the Yanguan was defeated, Changsun Jin bit the bullet and said: "Fang Jun! What do you want to do with the sword in your hand? Don't act so domineeringly just because you are the number one scholar in science and martial arts!"

"Domineering?" Fang Yiai stared at the eldest grandson Jin, and murmured: "Brother Nian! Fang is strolling and playing at the gate of his house, what's the matter next to you?"

"Huh! Long live the order to prohibit the carrying of swords in Chang'an City!" Changsun Run hid behind his brother and shouted loudly.

Hearing this, Fang Yiai nodded and remained silent. Seeing this, the officials thought that Changsun Run had mentioned Fang Yiai's weakness. They were about to speak, but they heard "Cang Langlang" in their ears. The sword was drawn from its scabbard.

"What are you going to do?" Changsun Run was so frightened that he took a few steps back and said loudly, "I am the son of the Duke, what do you want to do?"

"Cut! Changsun Run! The son of the Duke of China in Chang'an City is worthless!" Hou Balin sneered and said in an almost provocative tone.

Fang Yiai smiled and walked towards the three eldest grandson brothers with a sword in their hands. Every time they took a step forward, the three brothers and the officials behind them took a step back, while the servants and maidservants who were kneeling in front of the coffin had already dispersed.

"Fang Jun! Are you going to hurt someone with a sword?" Changsun Jin asked sharply, holding back his anxiety.

"Don't dare." Fang Yiai smiled slightly, "Qingping's world is bright and clear, so why don't you pay for your life if you kill someone?"

"Since you know that killing people pays for their lives, why do you force them with a sword?" Chang Sun Dan's face turned pale, and he didn't know whether he was frightened or angry.

Seeing "Little Zhou Lang" eldest grandson Dan asking questions, Fang Yiai just turned a deaf ear, for fear that this buddy would start vomiting blood again after a few words, and then he would have to work hard to save him.

"Brother Changsun, please look!" Fang Yiai held the Qingfeng sword upside down, aimed the hilt at Changsun Jin, and slowly sent the sword forward with both hands.

Seeing that Fang Yiai brought the sword, Changsun Jin deliberately pushed it away, which ended the life of the old enemy, but reason told him that this idea was a foolish move.

Not to mention that he pushes alone, even with Changsun Dan and Changsun Run, I am afraid that he will not be the opponent of Fang Yiai who has already let go of his true spirit.

After several weighings, Changsun Jin took the hilt of the sword, held the sword in his hand and looked at it carefully. When he saw the writing on the body of the sword clearly, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Forged in the twelfth lunar month of the fourth year of Zhenguan - Yumajian."

Twice of horror flashed in Changsun Jin's eyes, and he murmured: "Is this sword made by Ouchi?"

"That's right, this sword was given by Fang Mou and Princess Gaoyang on the day of their wedding, Long Live personally ordered Bai Jian!"

Fang Yiai stretched out her hand in front of Changsun Jin, beckoning him to bring the sword, and said coldly: "On the day of Long Live, there was an imperial decree, saying that this sword is given to my son-in-law to protect the princess!"

"This..." Changsun Jin saw that Fang Yiai moved out of Li Shimin, couldn't help but swallowed a mouthful of saliva, followed Fang Yiai's hand to return the sword with both hands, and said in a low voice, "I'm so ignorant."

Fang Yiai took the sword, walked slowly back to Changsun Chong's coffin, and said in a cold voice: "Brother Changsun's bones are not cold this time, I don't care about brother-in-law's friendship, let's leave quickly."

"Get away? Let your head go!" Changsun Run hesitated, and said loudly: "This sword is indeed a reward from Long Live, but you can only use it to protect Princess Gaoyang's safety. Are we hindering Princess Gaoyang?"

Everyone was ignorant of what was going on in Zhuangyuan's mansion, and after hearing Changsun Run's words, they all responded, "That's right! We just asked you to come here to argue, and we didn't hurt Princess Gaoyang!"

Seeing that the arrogance of the crowd is still so arrogant, Fang Yiai sneered and said in his heart: "I really want to do whatever."

While everyone was chattering, Changsun Run pointed to the servants and maids who retreated down the steps, "What are you doing? Keep crying! Keep crying!"

Changsun Run's move didn't matter, but he got into the pocket that Fang Yiai had set up.

"Crying? Who dares to cry!" Fang Yiai glanced at everyone and said coldly.

"Cry! Just cry! Just want to cry! You cut me with a sword!" Changsun Run kept yelling at Fang Yiai with a look of death.

Seeing the young master speak, the servants and maidservants bravely returned to the coffin, knelt on the ground and started a new round of crying.

"Fang Concubine, why did you take out the long live imperial sword to suppress us?"

"Do you really think that our Yushitai dare not debate with you?"

"Bullying with power, bullying with power! It's really shameless!"

"The sage of Confucius once said: gentle, courteous and thrifty."

"Brother, is this what Zi Gong said?"

"Ahem, it doesn't matter who said it, the important thing is. Oh, my grandmother!"

Just as a group of officials were talking with eloquence, and the young servants and maidservants of the Changsun's mansion were crying loudly, with the sound of a sword, a large piece of the coffin in front of the mansion's gate was cut off immediately.

"I was ordered by the king to protect the jade body of the princess. If someone makes a lot of noise, I will end up like this!"

Fang Jun held his sword and looked around the crowd, the solemn look on his brows was completely revealed, seeing the cold air coming from behind the crowd, a thought came to his mind in unison.

"The young hero on the moon-watching platform, in Taibai Mountain, and in Wuma Road is back!"

(End of this chapter)