Of course, these people were no match for Pan Yang, and they were quickly knocked into the water. The men in black, seeing that they could not win, hurriedly fled.
As if nothing had happened, Pan Yang picked up the overturned tea set, rinsed it with the remaining tea, and continued reading his storybook.
However, Zhou Yang still felt uneasy. He looked at Pan Yang for a long time and only spoke when he saw that Pan Yang did not react at all.
"Sir, aren't you curious why they know me?"
"Why are you curious?" Instead of answering him, Fan Yang asked him directly.
001: "Host, you should show plenty of concern for the hidden character! Be careful of them turning evil! What if they turn evil and start acting recklessly, causing the mission to fail!"
"I suddenly became curious!" Pan Yang immediately put down the sketchbook in his hand and looked at Zhou Yang with a sincere expression.
Zhou Yang was a little confused. The adult's previous sentence meant that he wasn't curious, right? But he didn't think much of it.
"The late emperor feared that his ministers would rebel, so he cultivated a killer organization called Quanhuang Pavilion in advance, which was specifically used to secretly eliminate some ministers. He left it to He Lian. The Zhou family was also destroyed by Quanhuang Pavilion back then. I was the eldest son of the Zhou family, and I was only four years old at the time. The head of Quanhuang Pavilion, An Ruyan, had a compassionate heart and kept me, raising me to become a knife in his hands."
“But a few months ago, I overheard that An Ruyan didn’t take me in out of pity, and that there were no records of my parents’ remains when my family was massacred. I could no longer investigate secretly and he would find out. So he gave me a task: kill the emperor, and I would be free to investigate the massacre of my family at will.”
"But how could I possibly go to the imperial palace? So An Ruyan only wanted to get rid of me. At that time, the lord happened to help. I certainly couldn't find out with my own abilities, so I could only rely on the lord's help."
After Zhou Yang finished speaking, there was a trace of sadness and even a little worry in his eyes. What should he do if Huan Yang didn't help him?
"That's it." Pan Yang blinked, looking at Zhou Yang with some disbelief: "You should have said so earlier. It's so simple, you could have just asked He Lian."
"..." Zhou Yang was speechless, wanting to say, "My lord, not everyone dares to be so rebellious against the Emperor as you."
"Leave it to me. You can stay in the Prime Minister's residence for the next few days." Pan Yang stretched. "Go back, it's getting late."
001 originally thought that Pan Yang was just talking, and then it looked at Pan Yang with the same surprise as the other ministers.
"Does Your Majesty know that the Zhou family was wiped out more than a decade ago? Why are the bodies of Lord Zhou and his wife still missing?"
Everyone gasped for a moment, but Pan Yang seemed completely unconcerned.
After months of torment, He Lian was no longer willing to pretend with Pan Yang. He slammed his hand on the table and stood up, shouting, "Pan Yang, do you know that this is treasonous! It will lead to the extermination of your entire family!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the guards standing outside the hall rushed over and surrounded Pan Yang.
The ministers on Fan Yang's side were alarmed. This situation must be on the verge of a rebellion, right? Why didn't you say anything when you were plotting a rebellion, sir?
The Vice Minister of War spoke first: "My lord, what about us?" He then gestured to Pan Yang with his eyes, asking if they were planning a rebellion.
To everyone's surprise, Pan Yang shrugged indifferently: "So, can you tell me where Lord Zhou and his wife's bodies are?"
"How would I know!" He Lian was so angry that he wished he could go up and kick Fan Yang himself.
"Oh, that's all." Pan Yang waved his hand and said to the guards, "You may all leave. Don't make a fuss."
The guards looked at each other. They weren't the prime minister's men, were they?
"Ahem, sir, they belong to the emperor," the Vice Minister of War whispered a reminder.
"This is so troublesome." A hint of expression finally appeared on Fan Yang's usually calm face. He frowned slightly, looking somewhat impatient. "Then let's rebel."
"Huh?" The Vice Minister of War looked bewildered.
The ministers were shocked, and He Lian was so enraged that he coughed up blood.
"Guards! My Imperial Guards! Arrest Pan Yang and the others!" At this point, the two sides completely broke off all pretense of civility.
The Imperial Guards, all clad in armor and armed, surged into the palace.
The ministers on Fan Yang's side were somewhat panicked. If they had made preparations beforehand, it would have been fine, but now they were in the palace, and there were no soldiers or anything else prepared.
The next second, the Imperial Guards pointed their swords at He Lian in perfect unison.
Upon seeing the situation, the guards immediately laid down their weapons and surrendered obediently.
The Vice Minister of War, beaming, strode over to Pan Yang's side and said proudly, "How was it, sir? Wasn't I amazing?"
Pan Yang nodded and gave him a thumbs up: "Well done."
001: "What the hell..."
“You only said we can’t kill He Lian, you didn’t say we can’t rebel.”
Suddenly, a thick plume of smoke appeared inside the hall, completely obscuring the view.
"Protect the Prime Minister!" the Vice Minister of War exclaimed.
The smoke came and went quickly, and when it cleared up, well, nothing had changed.
He Lian was even more bewildered. No one was coming to save him? This wasn't the plot we were supposed to be following.
"Sir, what should we do?"
Pan Yang watched this scene speechlessly, inwardly complaining: How should I know what to do? There are so many troublesome things. I feel embarrassed for He Lian.
However, in the eyes of the Vice Minister of War, it took on a different meaning: "Sir, you are indeed steady and mature."
"Do you want to be the emperor?" Pan Yang suddenly asked.
"Ah? I am not up to the task! I beg Your Excellency to reconsider." The Vice Minister of War was even more bewildered.
"Tsk, this is troublesome." Pan Yang looked around and spoke again: "Who among you wants to be the emperor?"
The surrounding ministers were all bewildered. What did the Prime Minister mean by this? Was he testing their loyalty?
He Lian gritted his teeth at Fan Yang's absurd actions; how could the throne be treated so childishly?
Pan Yang sighed. "I gave you a chance, but you couldn't seize it." He said to He Lian, "Well, we're not going to rebel anymore. You can continue being the emperor. I'll be going now. You two can talk slowly."
After saying that, Pan Yang quickly left.
The Vice Minister of War stared blankly at Fan Yang's retreating figure. There were too many things to do today; let me catch my breath.
This rebellion didn't yield any information about He Lian, and further investigation would only lead to the Quanhuang Pavilion. However, Pan Yang felt that after accomplishing such a major task, he definitely needed a rest.
Back at the mansion, he naturally found the rocking chair in the courtyard and sat down.
Then Zhou Yang saw a man who had just rebelled, leisurely sunbathing.
"You've committed treason?"
"It should be considered a rebellion." If someone plots a rebellion halfway and then stops, it should also be considered a rebellion, right?
"For me?" Zhou Yang blurted out these three words as if possessed, and immediately felt embarrassed as soon as he finished speaking.
This sounded rather strange, and I felt like an awkward little girl.
"Hmm." Pan Yang swallowed back what he wanted to say amidst 001's hysterical roar.
Zhou Yang felt a sudden surge of emotion. The fact that the Prime Minister had rebelled for her sake would shock anyone. If she were a girl, she might even have offered herself to him in gratitude.
No, no, why offer yourself in return? I don't even like adults...
Don't you like it?
Wait a minute, why am I even thinking about this?
Zhou Yang looked at Fan Yang, and this seemed to be the first time he had looked at Fan Yang seriously.
The man, dressed in light blue, sat lazily in a rocking chair, holding a sketchbook. His hair was half-tied up. He had a handsome face but no extra expression. His dark eyes were as calm as a lake.
Such a person seems isolated from their surroundings, yet also seems to be drawing you in.
"You know where Quanhuang Pavilion is, right?" Pan Yang suddenly spoke, interrupting his thoughts.
"Yes, I know. Does Your Excellency wish to?"
"I'll take you straight to the finale." I don't want to waste any more time on this.
001: "..." What happened to following the steps?!
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