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

The effect of the yellow medicine was more intense than expected. Within half an hour, Fan Xin felt unbearable pain in his abdomen and had to hold his stomach and run to the toilet.

After a night of struggling a dozen times, it was already the afternoon of the next day when he woke up. Looking at himself in the bronze mirror with a haggard face and bloodshot eyes, Fan Xin nodded happily. Although he had suffered a little, But fortunately the goal was achieved.

He believed that no matter who saw him, they would think that he was terminally ill and that he was not going to die soon.

Fan Xin rested in the room for a while, then got up and went to the garden. Since there was still an hour before the dinner, there were many guests who came to the banquet standing in the garden, talking in twos and threes.

Looking at the smile on his face, it was obvious that he didn't know that his death was coming soon.

Seeing Fan Xin approaching, officials from all over the place held their noses and stepped aside, looking at him with eyes full of disgust.

Fan Xin didn't mind either, so he just found a stone pillar and sat down. After just a few steps, he was sweating profusely and his head was spinning.

At this time, a man wearing a dark green official uniform came forward and took out a piece of silk cloth from his sleeve: "Brother, I think you look pale, so I'd better call a doctor to take a look.

Fan Xin raised his head, glanced at the person who came, and waved his hand: "Thank you for your concern, brother. I'm just having a minor illness. We'll talk about it after the banquet."

"In that case, I won't bother you." Seeing that Fan Xin insisted on attending the banquet, the man shook his head and left.

Looking away from him, Fan Xin looked around the garden. There were twice as many guards as there were two days ago. There were fully armed sergeants everywhere. Occasionally, he looked at them as if they were looking at dead people. .

"It seems I don't have much time..." Fan Xin sighed secretly.

Just when he was thinking about escaping, the gate of the palace suddenly opened, and Li Chong, wearing purple and gold royal robes, came to the garden accompanied by several guards.

When everyone saw this, they quickly bowed and saluted: "I'm here to see King Langya!"

Li Chong glanced at everyone with high spirits and said with a smile: "You don't have to be polite. I am very happy that you can come to the banquet despite your busy schedule. For this reason, I have specially sent someone to give you a banquet at Guixi Palace." A banquet is prepared.”

"Everyone, let's go to the banquet together?"

Everyone didn't think much, and after saying yes, they all walked towards Guixi Palace. There was faint laughter in the team.

Feeling the startled glance from the guard, Fan Xin followed the team bravely, feeling extremely nervous.

Whether he can leave Liaocheng alive depends on his next performance!

Soon the group arrived at the gate of Guixi Palace. Seeing that the place was heavily guarded by sergeants, several officials were puzzled.

"Your Majesty, why are there so many sergeants?"

"Yes, there are a lot of buckets on the ground. They are for us to bathe and change clothes, right?" As the words fell, everyone laughed.

Li Chong said meaningfully: "You don't know, King Fan Yang and Princess Chang Le will come to the banquet later. For the sake of safety, it is better to send more sergeants.

"As for these buckets... you will know their use right away. The time has come for us to go in." After saying that, Li Chong waved his sleeves and robe and stepped up the steps.

At this time, an exclamation suddenly came from the team: "No, someone has fainted!"

"Oh my God, your face is pale. You must be seriously ill, right?"

Hearing the movement, Li Chong glanced back. When he saw Fan Xin lying on the ground, he frowned slightly and said in a deep voice.

"Two people are here, carry Fan Xin to the study, and call Imperial Physician Wang over for treatment." At this point, he said to everyone: "Everyone, please go to Guixi Palace and wait for a while. I will come soon!"

"The prince is busy with official business first, and we will take the next step first!" Everyone bowed their hands and walked into the hall in groups.

As the heavy palace door slowly closed, hundreds of sergeants suddenly rushed out from both sides and surrounded the hall.

After ordering the generals to guard the place, Li Chong turned around and came to the study. He looked at Fan Xin unconscious on the bed and frowned.

"What disease does this guy have? Why is it so serious?"

Hearing this, the white-haired old man sitting in front of the bed took back his fingers, took a look at Fan Xin's eyelids, shook his head and sighed.

"Reporting to the prince, this person's face is pale and his pulse is weak. This is a sign that the disease has invaded the internal organs and the oil has run out. He must go to bed as soon as possible to recuperate, otherwise he may not be able to survive this winter."

"Mr. Wang, are you sure that Fan Xin is seriously ill?" Li Quan didn't believe it. How could a good person suddenly die?

The white-haired old man glanced at him, stroking his beard and snorted: "I have been treating patients in the palace for more than 20 years, and I have won the trust of the old prince. Are you suspecting that my medical skills are not good?"

"I" Li Quan hesitated, his face turned red.

"Well, Imperial Physician Wang is an old man in the palace, so he can't be wrong. Since he said that Fan Xin's life is not long, he can't be wrong."

After stopping the two of them, Li Chong asked Doctor Wang to go back and rest first. He walked to the bed and looked at Fan Xin. His eyes were closed and his face was pale. He didn't look like he was pretending.

"Your Majesty, what should we do? Fan Xin has not sworn allegiance yet. If we just let him go, there may be future troubles." Li Quan stood aside and said worriedly.

Li Chong stretched out his hand to test Fan Xin's breath, and said calmly, "If a person is so sick, he will definitely not be able to attend the banquet. We can only get rid of those people in Guixi Palace first."

"However, what you said makes some sense. Anyone who has not sworn allegiance may betray me at any time. So let's imprison him in the palace first and wait until he wakes up to deal with it."

"Yes, Your Majesty." Li Quan bowed and was about to order someone to take Fan Xin to the side room when a report suddenly came from outside the door.

"I would like to inform you, Your Majesty, that the Wushui County Government Office has something urgent to do and I need to see you!"

"Wushui County Government, what are they doing here?" Li Chong frowned and said outside: "Let him in!"

After a while, a servant with a filial cord wrapped around his waist walked in, knelt on his knees and choked with sobs: "I am a servant of the Wushui County Yamen, and I came here to report my funeral to my Mingfu!"

"Reporting a funeral?" Li Chong was startled and asked in surprise: "Who died?" In his impression, he remembered that Fan Xin's relatives were not in Wushui County. "

The person who came was none other than Fan Xin's servant Liu Zi. When King Langya asked about it, he said according to what was written on the note: "To be honest with you, the deceased was our young master of the Ming Dynasty. He accidentally choked to death because he was lying on the ground chewing bones. …”

Seeing the confusion on Li Chong's face, Li Quan on the side whispered: "I remember that Magistrate Fan mentioned that he wanted to buy chickens for the dog to eat. I guess he was talking about his son."

"So that's it. I remembered it. Fan Xin did say that he would buy smoked chicken for the dog." Li Chong suddenly realized, and then felt a headache.

If Fan Xin's son really choked to death, then he could only release him back to Wushui County for funeral. After all, the Tang Dynasty governed the country with benevolence and filial piety, so he had no reason to imprison him in the palace.

But in this way, Fan Xin was out of his sight. Once he realized something was wrong and reported it to the court, his plan to raise an army to conquer the country would be ruined.

"Should I let him go back to Wushui County?" Li Chong was in a dilemma.

Li Quan had followed Li Chong for many years. When he saw that his prince was hesitant, he reminded him: "Your Majesty, the death of the son of the magistrate of Wu Shui County will definitely shock the entire county. If he does not go back at this time, it will inevitably attract the attention of the court."

"Just in case..." He didn't say any more, but the meaning was self-evident.

Li Chong thought about it. Wushui County was right under his nose, so there was no need to attract the attention of the court for such a trivial matter.

Besides, judging from Fan Xin's previous performance, although he didn't swear allegiance, he was at least on his side, so it would be okay to let him go.

After thinking about this, Li Chong coughed at Liu Zi and said, "That's all. For the sake of County Magistrate Fan losing his beloved son, I won't keep him here for the banquet. You can take him back!"