emperor cold concubine

Chapter 625
Fan Wenzhuo, the magistrate of Bianzhou, is a civil servant under the age of 40, the kind of frail scholar who does not know a little bit of martial arts. It took a full ten years from the beginning of the nine-rank county magistrate to the current five-rank magistrate.

I don't know how to please my boss, and I never try to make money. I only focus on official business, and I am a little stubborn. If you say it nicely, you are sticking to principles, and if you put it badly, you don't know how to adapt.

The magistrate has been in office for three years, but he hasn't made any notable achievements. Most of those who were nominated in the same batch as him at the beginning have achieved the status of court officials a few years ago. Naturally, they are now ahead of him. One step into the gate of the underworld.

There are very few people who are still safe and sound like him.

Since Bianzhou broke the embankment, he bypassed his immediate boss Gan Ning, the governor, and handed a document directly to the imperial capital, where the servant of the household department presented the imperial case on his behalf.

The flood was knee-deep, and the water got deeper and deeper as it went outside the city. It was impossible to check the damage of the embankment, and naturally it was impossible to repair it in time.

It took several days for the flood to subside slowly. Fan Wenzhuo rushed out of the city with the yamen servants in the yamen. Before he could check the specific reason, an arrest order was issued from Gan Ning. Hundreds of officers and soldiers acted neatly and extremely rudely. Fan Wenzhuo was taken away without hesitation.

The charge is that the report was exceeded.

"Where is Fan Wenzhuo now?" Cang Fengqi asked lightly.

"I was imprisoned in the prison of Governor Gan Ning's yamen." Li Han replied.

Governor of Gan Ning Wang Changping...

Cang Fengqi knew this person. His master behind the scenes and the Murong family used to be rivals and mortal enemies in the court. After the Murong family was destroyed, the other person had also withdrawn from the court. Not a small force.

It is probably not a coincidence that Fan Wenzhuo was arrested.

"Your Highness, do you need to find a way?"

"How do you think?" Cang Fengqi asked lightly, "We can't save him."

Hearing this, Li Han fell silent for an instant.

King Feng's current status is not without embarrassment. Although the emperor has no imperial decree, in the eyes of many people, even though Empress Murong's son has not been deprived of the title of prince, he seems to have no other power in his hands except the right to march.

Even if he revealed his identity as King Feng and went to the governor's yamen to forcibly demand someone, Wang Changping probably would not buy him.

Besides, Cang Fengqi also knew that at this juncture, he shouldn't be in the limelight.Fan Wenzhuo would have someone to save him—if he didn't, he would be just a small fifth-rank official, and his life and death might not be that important.

Thinking of this, Cang Fengqi said indifferently: "Look at it quietly, and wait and see what happens."

"Yes."

Li Han bowed and exited the tent, turned around, and a patrolling guard walked towards him.

"Lieutenant General Li." The visitor saluted.

Li Han nodded, "Is there anything to report?"

"Yes."

"Go in, Feng Shuai is in the tent."

"Yes."

Cang Fengqi heard all the voices of the two people talking outside, raised his head, and saw that the guard had already entered the tent, and knelt down on one knee, "Report to Commander Feng, there is a man and a woman outside who want to see Commander Feng."

A man and a woman... Want to meet?
Cang Fengxi's brows and eyes moved slightly, not asking to see, but wanting to see?

With a strange feeling in his heart, Cang Fengqi lowered his eyes and fell silent for a moment, then stood up slowly, "Let them in."

"Yes."

After the guard went out for a short while, two people followed him into the tent.

Cang Fengqi looked up, feeling inexplicably relieved—it wasn't the two he thought in his heart.

I don't know why, Cang Fengqi is somewhat repelled to see the new emperor on the throne again, the sense of oppression exuded by Yan Yanjian and the incomparable kingly demeanor around him are making him feel unreasonably depressed, and also It can be said to be restrained, or inferiority complex.

Having been Feng Wang for nearly 30 years, that man is the only one in the world who can make Feng Wang, who has always been calm and self-sufficient, feel these three emotions at the same time.

Quietly looking at the two people in front of him, his eyes stayed on Yunyang for a while, Cang Fengqi had a calm expression on his face, and his tone was also calm and authentic: "Who are you? Why are you seeing me?"

Because of his self-proclaimed, Shuhe raised his eyebrows. He has never heard of any royal highness who would call himself "I" when talking to outsiders, the king would call himself "the king", and the crown prince would call himself "the palace". Remember correctly, it seems that the title of Master Feng Wang has not been stripped off?
Yunyang shouted loudly, "Brother Emperor..."

Cang Fengqi was startled, his eyes fixed on Yunyang's face for a long time, and then he said calmly: "So it's the sixteenth emperor's sister."

His attitude seemed a little too cold, Yunyang was stunned for a moment, his expression was a little embarrassed, but he respectfully blessed Fushen, "Yunyang pays his respects to Brother Elder Emperor."

"You don't need to be too polite." Cang Fengqi raised her hand to signal, "Please sit down, both of you."

After all, he didn't call anyone in, and poured a cup of tea for the two of them by himself.

"His Royal Highness Feng Wang doesn't seem to welcome his sister." Shu He raised his eyebrows lightly, noticing his polite and unfamiliar attitude, a little thought flashed between his brows.

Hearing this, Cang Fengqi paused her hand holding the pot, lowered her eyes and fell silent for a moment, then said indifferently: "Although the deceased is dead, the queen mother was not kind to the princes and princesses of the Cang royal family when she was alive. I'm not qualified to be called 'Brother Emperor' by the Sixteenth Princess."

Moreover, they are not brothers and sisters, not the same mother, nor the same father.

He is nothing but a disgrace to the Cang family, a counterfeit who bears the surname Cang but shouldn't have this noble surname, an unspeakable evil, a disgrace that the Cang family will never reveal to the world.

How can he be worthy of the "big brother brother" shouted out by the sixteenth princess who is now receiving divine favor?

"Whether you are worthy or not, you can never change the facts." Shu He folded his arms around his chest, and there was not much deliberate kindness in his tone, and there was no unnecessary hostility. "This general was ordered to come to Bianzhou to check the disaster. The princess stays with this general, and she is afraid of being targeted by those who want to, so I will let you stay here to protect her for two days, and I will take her back to the palace with me, do you think it is feasible?"

"Ordered to check the disaster situation?" Cang Fengqi seemed a little surprised, then fell silent, and after thinking for a while, said lightly: "I can protect her safe and sound in the barracks, but, can I know your identity?"

Shu He didn't hide, he simply reported his name and identity, and it was very detailed, "This general's surname is Shu, and the single name has the word 'He'. He also issued a decree to confer the title of Qinglong King, guard the land to the east, and seal the land for six thousand miles."

The clear and clear tone with a bit of natural arrogance sounds like it is just stating the facts, rather than deliberately showing off.

In fact, Shu He did not have the mentality of showing off, but his usual tone of speech was just like that.

It's just that for Cang Fengqi, all the titles imposed on him are far less moving than the simple word "Shuhe".

(End of this chapter)