Wan Shirong and others returned to their residence, and before their buttocks were still hot, they saw Prince Xuan's personal guards.

"His Highness sent us here to discuss matters in Yizhou?"

"Then this matter cannot be delayed."

After saying this, several people happily went to King Xuan. They never thought that King Xuan might not like their interactions with Xingzhou officials. After all, they were officials of the royal palace. Logically speaking, they were closer to King Xuan and belonged to "their own people".

people".

Only Wan Shirong glanced at the cold expression of the guard and murmured in his heart.

They were quickly taken to the flower hall, and as soon as they stepped through the door, they could faintly smell the fragrance.

Looking up again, what he saw was a wisteria-colored skirt. The hem of the skirt hung softly on the edge of the shoes. The uppers were also inlaid with orbs.

What they hate most is here... Princess Xuan is here again!

Wan Shirong raised his head first, but still squeezed out a voice from his throat: "Meet the princess."

Xue Qingyin was holding a tea bowl in her hand. She did not drink, but gently moved the lid of the bowl while saying: "That sounds respectful, why are you scolding me in private?"

Wan Shirong and others felt a "buzzing" sound in their heads, and their expressions suddenly changed.

In an instant, he was kneeling on the ground.

"Why did the princess say this?"

"I don't dare, my subordinates."

Xue Qingyin stared at them and smiled: "Why are your bones so soft?"

Wan Shirong's old face suddenly turned red with anger.

Others also blushed, but mostly out of embarrassment. After all, wouldn't it be embarrassing to be exposed in front of someone?

"Did County Magistrate Liu tell the princess?" Na Dongge offered wine and blurted out.

Wan Shirong closed his eyes. In his heart, he felt that County Magistrate Liu was not worthy of his name, but at the same time, he felt that offering wine as a sacrifice was stupid.

Doesn’t this mean admitting oneself?

"Sure enough, you scolded me." Xue Qingyin said.

Dongge Jijiu's face turned pale, and he realized that he had stepped into a pit, and he immediately dared not speak anymore.

Wan Shirong cursed in his heart that it was useless. He faced the difficulty with an old skeleton and said: "The princess is the mistress of the palace and the daughter-in-law of the royal family. She should be dignified and self-possessed. And we are your highness's subordinates. If the princess is suspicious of us,

If we are making arrogant remarks behind our backs, we should inform His Highness that He will come to hold us accountable."

The more cowardice they show at this time, the more incompetent and abhorrent they appear, so it would be better to directly expose the various shortcomings of Princess Xuan.

Xue Qingyin looked at Wan Shirong and asked him: "Do you want Your Highness to come and investigate this matter?"

Wan Shirong said solemnly: "Yes. It's not that we don't respect the princess, but that the princess holds the power of the housekeeper, and His Highness should make the final decision on other matters. Such a clear distinction can prevent the rules from being disturbed."

Xue Qingyin said amusedly: "You think I am willing to take care of it?"

When Wan Shirong heard this, his face did not change and he said: "I don't know, I don't know." He thought that Princess Xuan was angry and started to talk angrily. At this time, they had to insist on themselves and show their strength.

Xue Qingyin put down the teacup, sighed softly and said, "Okay, then I'll just keep silent."

She said softly: "Your Highness, please speak up."

Wan Shirong was startled. Princess Xuan gave in so easily?

He couldn't help but turn his head to look at King Xuan.

King Xuan sat aside, looking cold and taciturn. Wan Shirong actually liked his master who was taciturn. Only such a highness would give them more opportunities to speak.

Wan Shirong was slightly lost in thought. When he saw King Xuan moving his lips, he said, "Cut it in pieces."

……What?

Wan Shirong was in a daze and couldn't hear clearly for a while. No, to be precise, he should have heard clearly, but he felt that he must have heard wrongly.

The rest of the people behind him suddenly knelt down and said in a trembling voice: "Your Highness... Your Highness is going to..."

Fang Chengzhong watched this scene from the side and found it quite funny.

If Princess Xuan is responsible for holding the accountable herself, she will save your lives. But she wants to be replaced by His Highness...

Are you happy now?

"Drag it down." Fang Chengzhong tilted his head slightly and said in support.

The bodyguards heard the sound and moved, first dragging away the Dongge sacrificial wine. Just when they were about to drag the second person, someone finally couldn't hold it any longer: "Your Highness! Is it possible that Your Highness is going to impose Lingchi's punishment?"

?”

The so-called "cutting" means holding the knife close to the skin and slicing the flesh bit by bit, one piece after another. It is also called "Ling Chi".

The others reacted slowly, their scalps suddenly felt cold, and their souls seemed to break through their skin and get out.

"Your Highness...How could Your Highness be so cruel?"

"The previous dynasty died due to harsh government and torture! Your Highness, you must never act like this..."

The others shouted in unison.

There was also a person who was really not too hard-boned and said, "Your Highness, spare my life."

Wan Shirong's mind seemed to be boiling, and it was chaotic and making a muffled sound.

He never expected that His Highness would skip the "asking" step and go directly to the "responsibility" step.

Wan Shirong said firmly: "We don't know what's wrong, so we have to be tortured like this. I'm afraid it's hard for people to believe that His Highness behaves like this... It's not a pity for the official to die, but if His Highness's reputation is ruined, then

Where can I make amends?"

King Xuan raised his eyelids coldly: "This King has always managed the army in this way, and there is no one who disobeys."

Fang Chengzhong then laughed and said: "Yes, it's your fault, and you feel dissatisfied. Then do you think it's His Highness's fault? Or is it your fault?"

Others were silenced by the question.

But Wan Shirong knew very well, how could these be the same? Civil servants and generals cannot wait for the same!

But now, in this room, apart from a few of them, there are generals like Fang Chengzhong, or those guards with swords and swords... If these words are said, King Xuan may not be angry, but these people will definitely want to mention it first

Knife.

At this time, the screams of Dongge offering wine could be heard outside the door.

Wan Shirong's heart trembled, and he knelt down and kowtowed: "I am willing to bear the responsibility of the crime alone..."

Since there is no escape from this wound, at least we should clear our name after death, right?

Xue Qingyin raised her eyebrows when she heard the sound, and she took another look at Wan Shirong.

Can you let it go?

She could probably guess what Wan Shirong was thinking.

Want fame?

Why?

Xue Qingyin winked at Fang Chengzhong.

Fang Chengzhong was stunned for a moment, wondering what the princess was looking at me for? Don't behead me too right now.

Xue Qingyin:?

A very smart lieutenant general, why is he so inflexible now?

At this time, King Xuan's voice sounded coldly again: "You are the chief of the subordinate officials after all. I will not chop you up today."

As soon as these words came out, Wan Shirong felt that the eyes of the other people looking at him changed.

Wan Shirong is old, but they are still young.

Wan Shirong can gain a good reputation, but their official position is low and they can't achieve great success.

At this time, Dongge Jijiu outside the door screamed again.

Their eyes were even more frightened, even a little sharp.

Wan Shirong hurriedly said in a trembling voice: "No, no, just chop the official down."

Fang Chengzhong now made a sound and followed him, smiling cheerfully: "Since Wan Fu likes it so much, why don't I take Wan Fu to watch the execution first?"

Wan Shirong's scalp felt numb, and his Tianling Cap seemed to have been lifted by these words.

Does he like it?

But when Lieutenant General Fang said this, his face was full of loyalty and honesty.

"Please forgive me, Your Highness, we should never talk about the princess behind her back." Someone broke down and shouted.

"Then Magistrate Liu's wife is right. Husband and wife are of the same mind, so what's wrong with sitting together to discuss matters? The princess has a noble status, how can we allow us to wantonly smear her?" someone else said.

Fang Chengzhong raised his eyebrows when he heard this. Oh, this Mrs. Liu is a good talker.

"It is said that Wan Fu thinks that the princess is suspicious of Si Chen, but in fact, after thinking about it, His Highness and the princess are very affectionate. If they work together to govern Yizhou, it will be a great good thing for the people!" This person's words were particularly unkind. The first half of the sentence
To be continued...