But here, Yang Fan, who was standing on the edge of the execution platform, had no time to appreciate his gains. His eyes had already turned to the leaving young man and Guardian Zuo.
"What a clever trick."
The corners of Yang Fan's mouth curled up, as if he had discovered a new world.
His magical power didn't notice the other party's strange behavior just now. If the other party hadn't taken the initiative, I'm afraid he would have been concealed! Even so, the other party also concealed it from the others present!
You must know that there are many great masters and Tianguan on this magic field. If they can take action in such a mysterious way, the identity of the opponent is not simple!
Moreover, what surprised Yang Fan even more was that the other party actually possessed dragon energy, which was very similar to Zhu Zhaoyan's!
"Is it a certain prince?"
Yang Fan's mind was filled with thoughts.
After the execution was completed, some people stepped forward to restrain the corpses on the ground. At this time, a woman dressed in plain white standing not far away slowly walked towards Zhu Zhaoyan.
"Um?"
Yang Fan's eyes fell on this woman.
I saw her skin was like cream, her pretty face was delicate, her long hair fell behind her, her expression was slightly sad, and her plain white mourning clothes gave her a bit of a pitiful look.
"Yes, Princess Zheng...well, but since Prince Zheng's title has been taken away, she is no longer a princess, right?"
"Whether it counts or not, we can't say. However, look at that slender waist and that pitiable little face. I really want to step forward and bully her!"
"What are you talking about? If someone hears you, be careful of your life!"
Two people whispered secretly.
As soon as Yang Fan's ears moved, he heard what the two said. Looking at the stunning widow in front of him, his eyes narrowed slightly. Is this woman Princess Zheng?
"Pity."
Yang Fan watched the other party place Zhu Zhaoyan's head next to the body, and then burst into tears. He sighed in his heart, turned around and left.
How can she be an ordinary woman who can marry Zhu Zhaoyan?
No matter how pitiful he looked, Yang Fan would stay away from him.
The spectators around the execution ground gradually dispersed, and the few old eunuchs around Tao Ying disappeared. He walked slowly over and breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems like disappointment, but also like happiness.
"I thought something would happen!"
Tao Ying shook his head.
"Wouldn't it be better to have nothing to do?"
Yang Fan whispered.
"Where can you get the credit for doing nothing?"
Tao Ying glanced at him and said: "Xiao Fanzi, you have to remember that you are already a deacon, and all your men are watching you. If nothing happens, do you want them to drink the northwest wind? "
Yang Fan's expression changed slightly, he quickly figured this out, and said quickly: "Thank you, father-in-law, for your teaching."
"I know you are a smart person, and you can tell the truth at once. Therefore, "Da Gao" is a good thing for us, a great thing. At least we can do more things."
Tao Yingruo said pointedly.
Yang Fan also showed his loyalty very wisely: "I will obey my father-in-law's orders in everything."
"Don't worry, you are our family's blessed general, and our family will naturally use you on the real edge."
Tao Ying said with a smile.
He has reached some agreements with Zheng Weinian in private. It will be difficult to implement the "Great Edict", and all they can do is to implement it with the most brutal means!
However, in order to make everyone under them work with them wholeheartedly, bundling interests is naturally a method that will never go out of style.
Let me ask, for eunuchs, they already have money and honor, what else do they want?
Tao Ying walked away.
Yang Fan also followed back to the palace.
Today's execution of Zhu Zhaoyan and other nobles also spread at an extremely fast speed. At the same time, the "Great Edict" also began to be delivered to the various states of the Ming Dynasty by fast horse.
Prince Chen's Mansion.
"Zhu Zhaoyan, is he dead?"
Zhu Zhaolin looked at Zhu Zhaoting and stood up suddenly.
Zhu Zhaoting said calmly: "Otherwise, do you think I am joking with you?"
Zhu Zhaolin trembled all over, but still had an expression of disbelief on his face: "How could my father do this! Even if tiger poison does not eat its children, how could my father kill Lao Qi for those untouchables..."
"To kill one person as a warning to others, to warn people like you!"
Zhu Zhaoting's glare made Zhu Zhaolin a little embarrassed, and his face darkened: "What's wrong with me? I just played with a few women, and he doesn't use them himself. Why can't I..."
Snapped!
A loud slap in the face.
Zhu Zhaolin covered his face, but he did not expect that Zhu Zhaoting would hit him.
"You, you hit me?"
Zhu Zhaoting looked at him coldly: "Huh! It's better to beat you now than to burn paper for you later! Lao Qi is dead and his head has been chopped off! Haven't you figured it out yet?"
"Understand what..."
Zhu Zhaolin was stunned.
Zhu Zhaoting laughed angrily. If the person in front of him was not his biological brother, he would not bother to come over and remind him. Even so, the other person's slowness still made him unhappy.
"That's all, just stay in the house."
He shook his head and walked away.
Zhu Zhaolin was left sitting in the main hall, his face turning blue and white: "Isn't he just the prince? What's so rare! If you don't want to tell me, don't tell me. Do you think I'm willing to listen?"
"Isn't it just that Lao Qi is dead? It's none of my business! It's better if you all die!"
The more he spoke, the angrier and more vicious he became. He looked at Xiao Huan huddled in the corner and walked over.
The figure shrouded Xiaohuan.
"Xiaohuan, tell me, if they are all dead, can I become the emperor?"
Xiaohuan showed a gentle smile: "Master is my emperor now..."
"Xiaohuan still understands my heart best."
As Zhu Zhaolin said this, he picked up Xiao Huan and walked into the back hall. Not long after, there was a cry mixed with painful sounds, the sound was like a cuckoo.
At this time, Zhu Zhaoting had already left the palace gate and looked back: "It's like rotten wood that cannot be carved!"
It was only then that Fan's figure slowly appeared beside him.
"What does Buddha Liaofan think of him?"
"The qualifications are a bit lacking, but with the help of my Buddhist secret techniques, I can make him your substitute, which can be of great use at critical moments."
"Then please leave it to Buddha."
Zhu Zhaoting nodded with a satisfied smile on his face.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was joking. It is an honor for me to serve His Highness the Crown Prince."
Buddha Liaofan has no pretensions to being a Buddha at all. Instead, he is quite gentle. At least until his Buddha's golden body is restored, he will always be so gentle.
"By the way, I still have one thing that I don't understand."
"Your Highness, please speak."
"I heard that the temple of Fahua Temple has been renovated and the golden body has been reshaped. I wonder if I can burn the first incense first?"
Zhu Zhaoting asked softly.
Buddha Liaofan's expression did not change, as if he was still the abbot of Fahua Temple, and said: "As long as His Highness wants to, you can go there, but it seems that the current Holy One also wants to do this."
"It seems that I am afraid that I will not be able to compete with my father?"
Zhu Zhaoting turned to look at Fan, intending to test the support that Buddhism could give him.
Liao Fan smiled slightly and said: "Of course not, because I, the Buddha, will not let the current saint do this. After all, the sun, moon and sky of the Ming Dynasty are half as big as my Buddha."
