Don't Ask Where People Go After Time Travel

Chapter 1594: Fear

"Master Xu Youtong's son, Xu Yi, was promoted to the position of Chief of the Ministry of Justice a few days ago. He took over the laws that Master Mo Han had revised before." Xiao Xuan'er said while observing Fang Zilan's expression, "No one knows better than Master Mo Han how to strike a balance and to what extent the revision of the laws was carried out before. I guess the Xu family wants to keep him for a while longer."

"Have you checked?" Fang Zilan frowned slightly, "Mo Han is not missing, but is still in Xu's house?"

"It has been confirmed." Xiao Xuan'er nodded, "I saw it with my own eyes, it can't be fake."

Fang Zilan's expression was murky and unclear, "How long does the Xu family want to keep Mo Han?"

"It won't be long." Xiao Xuan'er said softly, "Master Fang Lihui and I have discussed this. If the Xu family continues to refuse to hand over Master Mo Han on the grounds of his disappearance, we will take advantage of the Lantern Festival when there are all kinds of people there and take Master Mo Han out of the Xu family at the latest."

"Doesn't Fang Lihui have to go back to his family in Jiangnan to celebrate the New Year?" Fang Zilan didn't comment. Xiao Xuan'er curled her lips slightly, "The mission personally assigned by the Queen is much more important than the New Year."

Fang Zilan's expression eased slightly after hearing this, and she nodded, "Let's follow your plan. What's the third thing?"

"The third matter is related to Murong Qing." Xiao Xuan'er looked around and finally leaned close to Fang Zilan's ear, "Prince Zhongzheng has been a hostage in Dajing for more than a year. In addition, Princess Zhongzheng has not been in good health recently, so Prince Zhongzheng requested that the prince be allowed to return home to visit his family and show his filial piety."

Fang Zilan asked thoughtfully, "Did the Lord of Miluo agree to Prince Zhongzheng's request?"

"It has been put on hold." Xiao Xuan'er whispered, "I don't know who came up with the idea for King Zhongzheng to spread the news. Now not only Dajing, but also the surrounding Dirong and Persia know about it. I think it's to force the King of Miluo to submit. After all, our Majesty of Dajing..."

She didn't say anything else. Fang Zilan understood in her heart that it was not Li Shengxuan's intention to use Murong Qing as a hostage. If Prince Zhongzheng proposed that the crown prince return to the country, he would probably be the first to agree.

There is no room for two tigers in one mountain. Once Murong Qing returns to his country, the King of Miluo will no longer have the bargaining chips to control the Zhongzheng Palace, and will surely use all means to target him everywhere.

Dajing can maintain peace on the border by just sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight. Why not do it?

Fang Zilan hesitated for a moment and changed the subject, "Is there any movement from Ji Ningtian's side?"

"No, but Ghost Gate..." Xiao Xuan'er paused, "When the wall falls, everyone pushes it. Ever since the news of the killing of the Ten Kings of Hell spread, people from all walks of life have been holding up the banner of justice and calling for the destruction of Ghost Gate. There are only a few people left in Ghost Gate."

Li Shengxuan stared at the stubborn and almost paranoid man in front of him and sighed imperceptibly. He had known Fang Zilan for so long, and if he could say when he hated her the most, it would be right now.

When Fang Zilan heard the voice, she suddenly thought she had misheard. Since she knew Li Shengxuan, he sometimes killed and made decisions, sometimes planned and strategized, but no matter when and where, he was always calm and composed. Such a sigh should not come from him.

So she subconsciously looked over and met Li Shengxuan's gaze, which contained a sense of loss and more of reluctance, which made her unable to bear to look any further and finally turned her head away.

Until Li Shengxuan left in anger, Fang Zilan never looked beyond the fence again.

Now that things have come to this, Mo Han is afraid that he will hate her for the rest of his life. She does not ask for forgiveness, but only hopes that she can use her life to calm the anger of the world and leave a way out for Mo Han.

But in the capital city where undercurrents are surging, the powerful are always flattered and the weak are bullied. Once a person loses power, the people around him will also fall into an irretrievable situation and it will be difficult for them to recover.

The officials, led by the Censorate, finally got the chance and wrote to Fang Zilan for several days, not only demanding severe punishment, but also proposing the idea of ​​collective punishment. As everyone knows, the only relative Fang Zilan acknowledged was Mo Han, and behind Mo Han was the family of Mo Bin, the commander of Mushan Pass. Even if the entire Mo family was eradicated, the impact on the court would be no more than a drop in the ocean, and would not cause much waves.

The court officials simply focused their attention on the people around Fang Zilan, from General Li and Protector Qi who guarded the northern border, to Zhou Lang, the head of the southeast camp, and even Cao Hong who had just left Beijing, all became their targets of attack.

It was like a mad dog that smelled meat, rushing forward to bite indiscriminately, and what it could gain was not so important. What was important was that the original vested interests must be torn to pieces.

As the lord of Dajing, Li Shengxuan has lived in the palace city of the capital since he was a child and is accustomed to such scenes.

Everyone knows that wildfires cannot be completely extinguished and will grow again with the spring breeze, so only by cutting the grass at its roots can we solve the problem once and for all.

But is this really the case? When someone falls into the abyss, someone else stands on the top. The higher you stand, the easier it is for you to become the target of everyone's covetousness. This is true for the royal family and the court officials as well.

Once Fang Zilan falls, the generals who grew up under her will inevitably be treated coldly. They are all generals guarding the four borders. No matter which one of them gets into trouble, it will endanger the stability of Dajing.

However, the officials living in the prosperous capital only saw the power in front of them, but not the swords at the border. In their eyes, it didn't matter who the generals of the four borders were, as long as there was no war in the capital, they could rest easy.

Only those who have actually been on the battlefield and guarded the border know that war is not just a chess move in the hands of those in high positions, but a matter of life and death involving the lives of millions of people.

Li Shengxuan stood in front of the palace gate. Outside the palace city separated by a wall, all officials kowtowed and knelt for a long time, just waiting for a clear order.

"Your Majesty, the gentlemen are still kneeling outside the palace." Xiahou Zhang said cautiously: "Do you want to..."

"No." Li Shengxuan interrupted Xiahou Zhang neatly, "I don't like it, and I won't be threatened. If they think they can force me to deal with Fang Zilan in this way, then they are wrong."

"Your Majesty, please think twice." Xiahou Zhang bowed, "Fang Zilan has confessed to her crimes. There is really no reason not to punish her..."

Li Shengxuan glanced at Xiahou Zhang, who immediately fell silent, bowed his head and repeated, "Your Majesty, please think twice."

Xiahou Zhang stood there for a long time, maintaining the saluting posture, before he heard Li Shengxuan speak again: "Are all the officials kneeling outside?"

Xiahou Zhang hurriedly replied: "Except for Lord Weiguo, the two Lords of the Zhuge family, and Lord Prime Minister, all other Lords are outside."

Li Shengxuan hesitated for a moment, "Including the officials in charge of Southeast Affairs in the capital?"

"Including." Xiahou Zhang nodded. Li Shengxuan snorted coldly, "What kind of people did Fang Zilan bring with her? They are ungrateful wolves."

(End of this chapter)