Yan's foreign relatives, give Da Yan a little Xuanwu Gate shock

The Right Prime Minister of the Western Medicine Bureau requested that Western medicine be circulated throughout the country to benefit the people of the country, and the request was approved.

The Supervisory Office of the Suzhengyuan impeached Fu Tingzhao for treason, secretly mobilizing the candle holders, setting an ambush at Hangu Pass, and ambush and killing the agent. There was no imperial decree or record, which was like treason. There was no pardon for treason, no matter what honor or grace he received, he should be executed according to the law.

The real dragon sighed and said, "I cannot bear to punish the general."

Therefore, Yu Cheng, the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, impeached Fu Tingzhao for his domineering behavior.

Since Fu Tingzhao received the emperor's grace and took office as the Minister of Sui, he used the Suitai to spread corruption throughout the country, smuggled more than 68 million taels of precious medicine, and shielded his clansmen from 1,268 illegal acts. Among them, 632 cases have been filed in the files of the Suzhengyuan, Dali Temple, and the Ministry of Justice, and the trial files are all illegal.

The Supervisory Office also presented evidence of Fu Tingzhao's brutality and bloodlust.

He deliberately spread the plague in the capital, assassinated innocent ministers in the name of the plague, and repeatedly used the money stored in the Ministry of Finance for natural disaster relief without reason. Last night, he slandered and framed the agent Wang and the agent Jie, and forced them to be imprisoned. He used this to suppress the ministers in the court who did not agree with him, and brutally killed five students and nine candle holders. The ministers were at a loss.

After these evidences were presented, the court was shaken, the ministers were panicked, and the court meeting at the Shangshutai was so noisy that it could not proceed. No one would have thought that the Fu family would produce a traitor who was more treacherous than any treacherous minister in the past thousand years, and who had committed so many crimes!

Zhenlong ordered the Suzhengyuan, Dali Temple, and the Ministry of Justice to put aside the investigation and conduct self-examination. He also summoned the candle holder to report the incident. When they heard that Fu Tingzhao had directly bombed the Sunrise convoy in order to murder his agent Jie, causing a series of car accidents, they were all horrified.

It has been a long time since we have seen a powerful official who plays so wildly.

Zhenlong wept and lamented, "How have I ever done anything wrong to General Zuo? I was especially kind to Fu, but he repaid me in this way. How can I hold the general responsible for his mistakes?"

Everyone knew that the Fu family was finished.

The relatives of the driver of the Sunrise Motorcade arrived in the capital in the early morning, wearing white mourning clothes and kneeling in front of the Fu family's mansion and crying. The Fu family did not dare to open the door at all, and all the Fu family members were in a panic. Within an hour, several people hanged themselves from the beams or fell from the building.

Fu Qianming's bedroom in the Fu family mansion.

Ever since there was no news from Fu Tingzhao last night, Fu Qianming knew that the situation was hopeless.

The Candleholders did not tell the True Dragon the whole truth, and deliberately concealed many people, but is it important? Fu Tingzhao did not come back, but most of the Candleholders did, and they no longer belonged to the Simuitai of the Fu family.

"If you don't know how to restrain yourself, you deserve this."

Fu Qianming muttered to himself as he wrapped the white silk around the beam on the roof, tied a knot, and hung it in front of himself.

"It's just that I hate that Yuan family kid. When I sent someone to bring him to the Taiwei Mansion, he started to deceive me, but I didn't notice it. He lied to Fu family one after another, and few of his lies were true, but we thought we had him."

"If your ability is not enough to support your greed, and your wisdom is not enough to support your desire for profit, what reason does the Fu family have to succeed? Isn't it all your own fault that you have fallen to this point with your corpses scattered all over the place? What else can you expect?"

After saying this, Fu Qianming put his head into the white silk in order to preserve the dignity between the emperor and his subjects.

As soon as his head touched the white silk, a huge force pushed him away and he fell to the ground.

"General, why is this happening?"

The tutor pushed open the door of his bedroom and walked in front of Fu Qianming.

He also has a head full of white hair, but he looks much more energetic than the Fu brothers, and his eyes are bright.

"In order to protect my family, I have no choice."

"Protect the elders in your family? General, His Majesty is so kind to you."

The Grand Tutor of the Duke of Wei and the Duke of Shu looked at Fu Qianming, who was in tears, and put his hands behind his back. "Your Majesty has ordered that you are not allowed to commit suicide. If you continue, you will be disobeying the will of the Emperor."

Fu Qianming's knees went weak and he fell to the ground.

What he feared more than a real dragon giving him a cup of poisoned wine or a foot of white silk was that the real dragon would not let him commit suicide.

Under what circumstances did a minister not even have the power to commit suicide?

"According to the tacit agreement, the royal family cannot torture the three dukes and nine ministers. They can only kill them by forcing them to commit suicide! I am a great general, a great general, can't you even let me die by myself?"

He looked at the tutor in despair as he turned and left without saying a word.

Even the decision over one's own life is not in one's own hands.

When his cruel brother stood in front of him, he felt that he had become a pure power animal like his brother, willing to give up his life for power and accept defeat. But he found that when death was imminent, he could not die so cleanly, and he could not accept the end of his entire family being wiped out.

Da Yan was not a turbulent country with wars everywhere, so he didn't even have the chance to do anything desperate.

The Taiwei nominally controls all the military forces in the world and is the highest-ranking official in charge of military affairs among the Three Dukes. However, in the capital, his orders are rarely spread, and he relies entirely on the support of teachers and students in the Taiwei Mansion and his younger brother Si Suitai.

"The True Dragon has sent the order of the first judgment. Fu Tingzhao and Fu Qianming have been stripped of their official positions and honors and demoted to civilian status. All members of the Fu family except Fu Qianming have been arrested and imprisoned. They will be tried one by one according to the files examined by the Dali Temple."

A member of the Fu clan who looked very similar to Fu Qianming stumbled into the bedroom.

He murmured the orders that the Fu clan members heard, laughing strangely.

A miserable smile appeared on his face, and he crazily lay on the limp Fu Qianming, laughing loudly: "Fu Tingzhao is plotting treason, and I, your adopted son, will be tortured to death! Hahahaha!"

"Bang." A muffled sound came from outside his window, and another corpse was added to the garden of the mansion.

The sound of marching in formation was getting closer and closer to the mansion, followed by the sound of a gate being smashed.

The Fu clan members seemed to be judged one by one, but in fact, they were no different from the Yi clan. Only those who had long since separated from the Fu clan and removed from the clan tree had a chance of survival, and the lowest sentence for the rest of the clan members was beheading.

As for Fu Tingzhao who had violated the taboos of the entire court, as well as the Fu clan's younger member related to him and Fu Qianming's adopted son, Zhenlong's attitude was very straightforward. He used the ancient method of slow slicing, which required the man to be cut a thousand times before he was allowed to die.

In Da Yan, which possesses the art of healing Originium, Ling Chi is no longer a lost craft. As long as there are enough Heavenly Masters responsible for releasing the healing Originium art, ordinary people can be cut alive by a thousand cuts.

The loud noise had surrounded the Fu family's mansion, and the unguarded gate could not withstand a few blows and broke open directly. The imperial guards wearing exquisite armor rushed into the mansion, shouting loudly: "Get down! Those who resist will die!"

Any member of the Fu clan who tried to resist was pierced through by spears and thrown into the pond.

Not long after, the door of Fu Qianming's bedroom was kicked open, and groups of armored soldiers with swords filed in.

A brown-haired young man in gorgeous clothes, wearing a long knife and a white jade sword, strolled leisurely in the Fu's mansion. He walked into the room under the protection of armored soldiers, followed by a young girl.

He looked at Fu Qianming who was helped up by the soldiers, and walked over with big strides: "General, it's the second time we meet, I hope you are well. It's only been a month since we first met, I didn't expect to see you again!"

"I miss the general so much!"

Chapter 112: Someone, give the general some medicine!

"We've found Fu Tingzhao's adopted son! He's hiding in the bedroom!" The soldier shouted and took the tribesman away directly, with no intention of disturbing the informal meeting between the general and Yuan Congqian.

As the clansmen were dragged away, they laughed and pointed at Fu Qianming from a distance: "Hey, we are the second generals of the Fu family. When did this huge blood-sucking insect sneak in? It's upside down, rolling around, and it's been caught!"

Then, the bedroom fell silent.

Fu Qianming raised his head and looked at Yuan Congqian who was standing with a shiny face.

"Right Prime Minister of the Western Pharmacy, I'm here to visit an old man who has committed a crime. What do you think?"

The last time he was brought to the Taiwei Mansion to see me, he was still a commoner, with nothing to his name except his status. I am a majestic general, and he was trembling as he read the sacrificial text that he had found from somewhere.

In the blink of an eye, he became a commoner who was stripped of all his positions and honors, and he became even more arrogant. The most suitable position for him was the Shaofu, followed by the Simaitai Qing, and he should have been the actual controller of Simaitai.

"Why do you still call me Right Prime Minister?"

With a smile, Yuan Congqian took out a golden seal covered in blood and mud and waved it in the air.

"Next time we meet, maybe you can call me Yuan Simui."

The gold seal sparkled with the golden light of precious metal. On the front, "Si Sui Tai Qing" was engraved in seal script without any strokes. The dirty blood seeped into the engraved words and dried, dyeing the four seal characters an even more brownish red.

Why did Yuan Congqian have the golden seal in his hand that Fu Tingzhao had disappeared from his hand?

Fu Qianming clenched his fists tightly, making a creaking sound. "You have benefited the most from this, but I didn't expect that the golden seal would fall into your hands! No, the golden seal really fell into your hands!..."

He screamed in his heart that this boy was bullying him too much, but he didn't dare to say a word.

How could he not know that the blood on it was Fu Tingzhao's blood?

Fu Qianming initially suspected that Yuan Congqian had told the agent about Fu Tingzhao's information and was highly involved in it, leading to Fu Tingzhao's failure. He never expected that Yuan Congqian even got the golden seal of Simui Taiqing from Fu Tingzhao!

I'm afraid his younger brother Fu Tingzhao was killed by him personally!

"I'm here to see the Grand Marshal for the second time. I want to tell him that I killed your brother, so that he can understand his death. By the way, I want to comfort him. You are very useful, so you can't be in a hurry to die."

Yuan Congqian touched his chin and smiled.

His expression now was like Tom who had found out the red line of the hound and was humiliating it wantonly. However, Fu Qianming didn't have Jerry to untie the shackles for him, so he could only let Yuan Congqian provoke him wantonly.

If you don't show your true face now, when will you show your true face?

He is a young man now and does not have the ethics of martial arts. He does not care about the principle of stopping at the right time or the principle of death being the greatest virtue.

"What use is an old man to me? Yuan Siming, making peace with his agent, isn't he afraid of being bitten back?" Fu Qianming was finally infuriated by Yuan Congqian, and he put up the most intense resistance he could and retorted.

"The Grand Commandant is well-versed in history books, and of course he knows that reforms like the New Culture Movement and the promotion of Western medicine throughout the country will definitely result in deaths. But the True Dragon is kind and has always been reluctant to let his beloved minister take the blame, so he has been postponing it year after year."

Yuan Congqian paced on the ground with his hands behind his back.

"I have admired the high reputation of the Grand Marshal since I was a child. Unlike your brother Fu Ni who plotted rebellion, your childhood anecdotes are widely circulated in the streets of the capital, and children also sing about your filial piety, which makes you even more famous."

"In order to preserve the reputation of the Grand Marshal before and after his death, I, the Right Prime Minister of the Western Pharmacy, on behalf of all the staff of the Western Pharmacy, am willing to transfer to you the right to propose the pilot program of opening up the capital's economy and thoroughly investigating the administration of officials in Dayan City!"

Yuan Congqian stretched out his hand and understood the applause.

The government office that all of Dayan respects the most, Grand Marshal, is undoubtedly the Western Medicine Bureau!

The dead are more useful than the living, but sometimes the living are obviously more useful. You want to entrust these two matters that will touch the sensitive nerves of countless people to the dead, and say that he wrote them to the emperor before his death. Is that reasonable? Who would believe it?

On the contrary, if it was a noble and upright Grand Marshal and the great general of the Great Yan Kingdom, who, after his younger brother plotted a rebellion, felt guilty about his actions and decided to use his own life to promote a better future for the Great Yan Kingdom, wouldn't it be moving and tearful?

Fu Qianming understood what Yuan Congqian wanted him to do. His arms trembled and he suddenly started coughing.

"Lord Taiwei, the whole of Dayan cannot do without you, please take good care of yourself."

Yuan Congqian stepped back a few steps and took out a box of streptomycin. "Someone, give the general some medicine!"

He didn't mean to poison the Grand Marshal, but he sincerely wanted to save the old Grand Marshal.

The soldier who was waiting outside the door rushed into the room, took out streptomycin and hot water, opened Fu Qianming's mouth, and began to feed him medicine. Fu Qianming kept turning his head, so the soldier held his head with a knife and forced streptomycin into his mouth.

If Fu Qianming died before the new policy was implemented, then in order to implement it smoothly, he would have to kill people, and the scene would be too ugly. So, Fu Qianming, the Grand Marshal, had to live well and die at that time.

Fu Qianming choked and coughed repeatedly, tears coming out.

Yuan Congqian patted his back caringly, helped him swallow streptomycin better, and said with concern:

"General, this is streptomycin first developed by Victoria. It is a special medicine for treating tuberculosis. For the sake of national affairs, you must take care of your health and don't let tuberculosis defeat you first."

"I am the general, the general! How dare you, a young boy, do this..."

"Bang!" The soldier gave him a big blow, interrupting Fu Qianming's chanting.

"Why don't you thank Yuan Youcheng for the medicine?"

Tears streamed down Fu Qianming's face, and there were countless shining long swords around him.

As for the former status of the general, what is the unspoken rule that one cannot humiliate the three ministers? Yuan Congqian also has something to say. The unspoken rule also stipulates that political struggles cannot be assassinated. Look at how many times Fu Tingzhao came? Three times!

Now Fu Qianming is still alive to serve as a tool of the new policy, watching his clansmen being beheaded one by one in pain and die in front of himself, the oldest member of the Fu clan. He is really lucky.

He was forcibly held down by the soldiers, with his hands on the ground.

"I, your humble servant, thank you for the medicine you have given me..."

"Well, you're welcome. The Western Pharmacy has received a lot of help from the imperial court. Zhenlong ordered the confiscated Fu family property to be transferred to the Western Pharmacy. It is only natural for me to give Western medicine to the officials in the capital for free on behalf of the Western Pharmacy."

Yuan Congqian waved his hand, and the soldier threw Fu Qianming to the ground like a dead dog, and followed him out of the bedroom.

Before leaving, Yuan Congqian took a look at Fu Qianming's luxuriously decorated bedroom.

Originally, he wanted to take away these decorative landscape paintings as well, but after all, he had to give Fu Qianming some face. It was not easy to sell these masterpieces by famous artists, so he decided to wait until he died before taking them.

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Chapter 113: The New Si Sui Tai Qing

Yuan Congqian walked out of the gate of Fu’s residence and went straight to Simuitai.

When he left, the Fu residence was already a scene of people crying and shouting. Some people had fled to the beams, and some had crawled into the dry well. They were all found one by one. The ground was also covered with dirty cotton wool used for pack animal pastures to prevent people from jumping off the high building.

The gold and silver were carried out in boxes and sent to the Shaofu for storage.

After the assets of the Fu family were counted and sorted by the Shaofu, they were settled with the Western Pharmacy. Zhenlong said that all the confiscated assets would go to the Western Pharmacy, and he could only listen to it for fun. It would be impolite not to give Zhenlong any dividends.

In addition, it is impossible to publicly say that Fu Tingzhao was beheaded by Yuan Congqian. In the eyes of the court, Fu Tingzhao was still imprisoned in prison and waiting for lingchi. Zhenlong specially received Fu Tingzhao's body from Yuan Congqian and prepared to whip it.

It seems that the real dragon was also very angry with him.

……

Simui Tower stands in the imperial city, with its roof covered with green tiles, solemn and dignified.

The corridors of the government office were like gardens, winding and winding, and only a few clerks walked in the corridors to work. In the middle of the corridor leading to the left general's office, there was a spacious hall with freehand paintings of the twelve representatives of the Year of the Beast hanging above it.

When Yuan Congqian heard that the Left General's office had poor ventilation and that Fu Tingzhao had been coughing while working there for years, he immediately gave up the idea of ​​going to the Left General's office.

He summoned a clerk and solemnly handed him his warrant.

"Hurry up and ask the Western Pharmacy to send a drone to the office for disinfection. Do it for two consecutive days. Not even one hour less will do."

Even if tuberculosis is cured, there are still many sequelae. Even in modern times, the cure rate cannot be guaranteed to be 100%, let alone in Terra, where streptomycin was discovered only decades ago. It is better to be careful.