Wan Shirong and others returned to their residence. Before they could sit on their butts, they met Prince Xuan’s personal guard.

"Your Highness tells us to go, but to discuss the affairs of Yizhou?"

"Then this matter cannot be delayed."

As the few people said this, they happily went to King Xuan. They had never thought that it might be that King Xuan did not like them to interact with the officials of Xingzhou. After all, they were officials of the royal palace. Logically speaking, they were closer to King Xuan and belonged to "his own people".

Only Wan Shirong glanced at the cold expression of his personal guard and felt a little confused.

They were quickly taken to the flower hall, and as soon as they stepped into the door, they faintly smelled the fragrance.

When I looked up again, I saw a wisteria-colored silk skirt, with the hem of the skirt hanging softly on the side of the shoe. The upper was also inlaid with orbs.

The one they hate the most is here... Princess Xuan is here again!

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

Xue Qingyin held a tea bowl in her hand. She didn't drink it, but just gently stroked the lid of the bowl and said, "I sound respectful, why are you scolding me privately?"

Wan Shirong and others felt a "buzzing" sound in their minds, and their faces changed immediately.

He knelt all over the ground in a blink of an eye.

"Why did the princess say this?"

"The officials dare not."

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

Wan Shirong's old face suddenly turned red, and she was angry.

Others also blushed, but they were mostly ashamed. After all, they were exposed in person, wouldn’t they be shy?

"Is County Magistrate Liu telling the princess?" The Dongge priest blurted out.

Wan Shirong closed his eyes. He felt that County Magistrate Liu was not worthy of his name, but at the same time he felt that the words of sacrificing wine were really stupid.

Doesn’t this mean that you have recognized yourself?

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

The Dongge Jijiu turned pale and realized that he had stepped into the pit and immediately did not dare to speak.

Wan Shirong cursed the useless thing in his heart, and he faced the challenge with an old bone, saying, "The princess is the mistress of the prince's mansion and the daughter-in-law of the royal family, and should be dignified and self-control. And we are the ministers of Your Highness. If the princess is suspicious of us, we should tell Your Highness to ask us for advice."

The more timid they show at this time, the more they seem to be incompetent and hateful, it is better to just tell Princess Xuan about the various ills.

Xue Qingyin looked at Wan Shirong and asked him: "Do you want the descendant to ask about this?"

Wan Shirong said in a deep voice: "Yes. It's not that we don't respect the princess, but that the princess holds the power of the housekeeper, and the matters other than that should be decided by His Highness. Only with such clear distinction can we not confuse the rules and regulations."

Xue Qingyin said with a funny look: "Do you think I'm happy to take care of it?"

Wan Shirong said calmly when he heard the sound, "I don't know." He thought Princess Xuan was angry and started to speak angry. At this time, they had to stick to themselves and show their character.

Xue Qingyin put down the teacup and sighed softly, "Okay, then I won't say anything."

She said softly: "Please ask Your Highness to speak out."

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

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

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

Wan Shirong was slightly out of mind. Seeing King Xuan move his lips, he said, "Skin it."

……What?

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

The rest of the people behind him suddenly crawled down and said tremblingly: "Your Highness... Your Highness is going to..."

Fang Chengzhong looked at this scene from the side and found it very funny.

Princess Xuan will take responsibility by herself, which is to save your life. But she wants to change it to His Highness...

Are you happy now?

"Drag down." Fang Chengzuo turned his head slightly and said.

The personal guards moved and dragged the Dongge priest away first. Just when they were about to drag the second person, someone finally couldn't hold back: "Your Highness! Is your Highness going to suppress Lingchi's punishment?"

The so-called "slashing" means holding a knife to close the skin, slicing the flesh on the body bit by bit, and slicing it one after another. Also known as "Lingchi".

The others reacted slowly, and their scalp suddenly became cold, and their souls seemed to be about to break open their skin and drill out.

"Your Highness...How can your Highness be so cruel?"

"The previous dynasty was destroyed by harsh government and torture! Your Highness, you must not do this..."

The others shouted in a verbal voice.

There was also a bone that was really not very hard and said, "Your Highness, please spare your life."

Wan Shirong's mind seemed to have boiled water, and he was chaotic and made a muddy sound.

He never expected that His Highness had completely eliminated the "question" link and went directly to "responsibility".

Wan Shirong said angrily: "We don't know what we are wrong yet, so we will be tortured like this. I'm afraid that it will be difficult for your Highness to act like this... It's not a pity for the death of the lower official, but if you ruin your noble name, where should you make up for it?"

King Xuan frivolously lifted his eyelids: "I have always been like this in my military administration, and there is no one who refuses to accept it."

Fang Chengzhong laughed and said, "Yes, if you change it to you, you will be dissatisfied. Then, what about your Highness’s fault? Or your fault?"

Others were asked dumbfounded.

But Wan Shirong knew very well, how could this be equivalent? Civil officials and military generals could not wait for it!

But now, in the room, besides them, there are generals like Fang Chengzhong, or those guards carrying swords and swords... If this is said, King Xuan may not be angry, and these people will definitely want to lift the sword first.

At this time, the sound of the East Pavilion squealing wine priests sounded outside the door.

Wan Shirong's heart trembled, and he knelt down and said, "I am willing to take the blame alone..."

Since you can't escape this scorching, at least you have to gain a reputation after death?

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

Are you quite letting go?

She could probably guess what Wan Shirong thought.

Want a reputation?

Why?

Xue Qingyin winked at Fang Chengzhong.

Fang Chengzhong was stunned, thinking that the princess stared at me and said, "What are you doing?" Don't cut me off at this moment.

Xue Qingyin:?

A very smart deputy general, why are you not flexible now?

At this time, King Xuan's voice sounded coldly again: "You are the chief official, I will not cut you down today."

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

Wan Shirong is old, but they are still young.

If you can be famous for your reputation in the world, you will be famous even if you have a low position.

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

Their eyes became even more frightened and even a little sharp.

Wan Shirong hurriedly said, "No, no, I'll only cut off the official."

Fang Chengzhong then spoke up and laughed happily, "Since Wan Fu loves it so much, why don't I take Wan Fu to watch the punishment first?"

Wan Shirong's scalp numbed out, and the Tianling Gai seemed to be lifted by this sentence.

How could he like it?

When this deputy general said this, his face was full of loyalty and honesty.

"Please spare your life, we must not talk about the princess behind our backs." Someone collapsed and shouted.

"The wife of County Magistrate Liu said it well. The husband and wife are united and sitting in the same place to discuss matters. What's wrong with it? The princess has a noble status, so how can we let us slander them wantonly?" someone said again.

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

"It is also Wan Fu who thinks that the princess is suspected of being a hen Si Chen. In fact, he thinks that His Highness and the princess are very affectionate. If they work together to govern Yizhou, it would be a great good deed that will benefit the people!" This man was particularly unkind. The first half of the sentence revealed Wan Shirong, and the second half of the sentence flattered him and flew away.

Fang Chengzhong felt funny in his heart, but he still said hypocritically: "Your Highness, if they know their mistakes, they will correct them... According to their subordinates' opinions, they may not be able to be given a lighter punishment."

These civil officials wanted to make a big shot when they came. They couldn't stand the generals, so how could they stand the generals?

"Yizhou is at the forefront, and Yueju is at the forefront. Do you think, how should I punish you?" King Xuan asked lukewarmly.

"Stop, dismissal from office?" someone said weakly.

"If everyone in the court does something wrong, as long as they are dismissed from office, it will be a waste of trouble." Fang Chengzhong sneered.
To be continued...