The eldest son is fierce

In the imperial palace, outside the Zi Zheng Hall, officials were walking in a hurry.

The war broke out in the southern border and the emperor was angry. It was better for everyone to go back to their duties. Otherwise, if they angered the emperor, they would have to accompany Qi Wendao to Yazhou to fish.

But, Fan Yong is an exception.

At this time, Fan Yong was walking in the corridor out of the palace, his steps unsteady. He no longer had the high spirits he had when he came, and his body was a little hunched, as if an early morning court session had made him look a dozen years older.

Tang Yi didn't die, but instead suffered heavy losses, and even his comrades began to doubt his ability...

Fan Yong had never suffered such a big loss in his life!

"Haha, Lord Prime Minister, does it feel good to betray someone?"

At this moment, a cold sound came from behind.

Fan Yong paused for a moment. He knew who was behind him by the voice so familiarly.

Tang Jing.

Yan Shuangyu and Tang Qi's family were torn into pieces by the emperor, but Emperor Yanwen did not punish Tang Jing at all, as if he did not exist at all.

But for Tang Jing, this is the biggest punishment for him.

"Tang Jing, there's nothing I can do. From my perspective, I have to consider the overall situation..."

Fan Yong held the jade sceptre and shook his head, saying, "Unfortunately, I underestimated your youngest son. I must admit that your youngest son has become quite capable, but with my strength, I really have no way to deal with him."

"Tang Yi is now the Emperor's courage. Tang Jing, I hope you can understand..."

While Fan Yong was still trying to reason with her, Tang Jing had already clenched his fists and his face was grim.

"Understand? I understand you, sir!"

Before Fan Yong could finish his words, Tang Jing could no longer hold back and rushed over to kick Fan Yong in the lower back, knocking him to the ground on the spot.

Before Fan Yong could get up, Tang Jing was already on top of him, punching him hard.

"Understand? You want to kill my entire clan, and you want me to understand? I understand your mother!"

"What's the overall situation? Fuck you, what overall situation do you have? Is your overall situation to stab your allies in the back?"

"After you stab someone with a knife, you still want me to applaud you, saying 'well done, brilliant,' 'wonderful,' 'amazing,' right?"

"Go to hell..."

"..."

Tang Jing cursed and punched Fan Yong mercilessly.

He was more than ten years younger than Fan Yong and naturally had an absolute advantage in strength. Although Fan Yong fought back desperately, his words turned into screams before he could even utter a word.

Tang Jing punched him hard in the mouth, making his mouth full of blood. He couldn't even scream.

He could only bend his waist and let Tang Jing beat him.

"Stop fighting, stop fighting, this is the imperial palace, how can this be allowed, how can this be allowed!"

"Master Tang, Master Fan, you are the best of scholars. How disrespectful of civility, how disrespectful of civility..."

"..."

Seeing Tang Jing and Fan Yong tussling, many ministers immediately gathered to watch. Although they offered words of dissuasion, most rolled up their sleeves and waved their fists.

He did persuade them, but this kind of persuasion was more like cheering Tang Jing and Fan Yong up.

Fan Yong and Tang Jing were furious when they heard the advice from the ministers.

That they are both the best among scholars?

A man raised three sons for more than twenty years, but they were not his biological sons. One of them was beaten by a teenager and had no power to fight back. Is this the best among scholars?

Damn, these bastards curse so filthy!

"Your Majesty, is there really no need to call for intervention?"

In the corridor outside the Zi Zheng Hall, Emperor Yanwen and Chen Diaosi stood there watching the fun. Seeing Tang Jingjing and Fan Yong being beaten to death, Emperor Yanwen had a cold face and said nothing.

Chen Diaosi was a little anxious. Tang Jing attacked in anger, and he really wanted to kill him.

Fan Yong might be beaten to death by Tang Jing if he wasn't careful!

"Now, let's switch roles between me, the real person, and Tang Jing... I'm talking about beating Fan Yong!"

Emperor Yanwen rubbed his fingertips; his hands were really itchy. He had been wanting to deal with Fan Yong for a long time.

"Alas, if this old scoundrel wasn't still somewhat useful, I would have torn him into pieces long ago."

"Of course, I won't let him die so easily. I want him to know what despair is."

"Oh, I want him to know that the more he resists, the stronger I become!"

Chen Diaosi's mouth twitched. "Your Majesty, your words are ambiguous..."

If someone didn’t know, they would think that you and Fan Yong had some shameful relationship.

"Fan Yong, have his people met the Queen?"

At this time, Emperor Yanwen narrowed his eyes, and murderous intent surged in his eyes.

"Yes, everything is just as Your Majesty suspected. Fan Yong's men did indeed secretly meet with the Empress in the cold palace. However, our men were unable to get close, so we didn't hear what they said."

Chen Diaosi bowed respectfully. Yesterday, Fan Yong had sent a traitor to the palace to meet the empress in the cold palace, and then secretly passed the news back to the Prime Minister's residence. To avoid alerting the enemy, he dared not act rashly.

"Humph, do you need to hear more? It's nothing more than the thieves still wanting to join forces!"

Emperor Yanwen snorted coldly and said, "That's a good thing. Fan Yong is seriously injured now, so it's just right for the deposed queen to join forces with him to consolidate their forces. This way, they can still compete with the eldest princess."

"Otherwise, what use would I have keeping him?"

Chen Diaosi smiled and nodded slightly, thinking to himself, Your Majesty, you and Marquis Zhongyong are almost destroying Fan Yong. Aren't you afraid that Fan Yong will directly join forces with the princess?

Marquis Zhongyong led his troops south. If they joined forces, they would be invincible in Kyoto.

What will you do then, Your Majesty?

Oh, I'm so anxious. Should I remind His Majesty?

But Your Majesty and the Marquis of Loyalty and Bravery are both far-sighted. What we can think of, can't the little poet think of it?

"Where is Sun Diaosi? Have you found him?" Emperor Yanwen's indifferent voice interrupted Chen Diaosi's thoughts.

Sun Diaosi, one of the four great Diaosi, is a top-notch master in Dayan. His martial arts skills are even better than Chen Diaosi, and he is loyal to the queen.

Because he failed to rescue the prince in time, he was punished by the queen and expelled from the palace. He then disappeared from Kyoto.

If such a person disappeared with the Queen's mission, it would be a terrifying potential danger to Tang Yi.

Not to mention that what Sun Diaosi is best at is hiding!

"Your Majesty, there is no news at the moment."

Chen Diao Si and Sun Diao Si were fellow apprentices, so they naturally knew how terrifying he was. They said, "Commander Ning mobilized all the Jinyiwei forces in Kyoto, but still couldn't find Sun Diao Si."

"Commander Ning means that Sun Diao Si should have left Kyoto and headed south."

"Southern border?" There was a murderous look in Emperor Yanwen's eyes.

Chen Diaosi said respectfully, "Also, although the Jinyiwei didn't find any trace of Sun Diaosi, Mr. Mi looked up information about Sun Diaosi when he was young... and discovered that he had some connection with the Jixia Academy."

"Therefore, Commander Ning speculated that he must have left with Su Yunyan, the chief advisor to the Prince of Zhennan and a disciple of the Jixia Academy."

"My Lord, your trip to the southern border will be very dangerous."