"Master Li, just remember that my lady is someone you can't afford to offend." Du Yileng said.

Li Kun didn't get an accurate answer, but the person who spoke and acted was Du Yi, and he really couldn't afford to offend the person behind the scenes: "What Du Huwei said is, but... I also ask Du Huwei to give me some details. If this matter is spread to the emperor, In my ears, I heard that I was asking questions, so I would be better prepared, right?"

“If the emperor asks, Mr. Li might as well ask the emperor to ask the fifth princess.”

Fifth princess?

Li Kun suddenly realized that he was also among the crowd at the city gate yesterday. Seeing the appearance of the fifth princess, he hated Xiang Minghou and his party so much that it was not impossible to send people to chase them...

His? Something seems wrong. The fifth princess sent people to hunt down Xiang Minghou and his daughter. What does this have to do with Du Hu?

The relationship between the two is incompatible...

“Du Wewei...you say it again...”

Li Kun wanted to ask a few more questions, but before he finished speaking, Du Yi flew down from the tower, followed by the others like dumplings...

..”

Li Kun plucked up the courage and silently glanced down the tower. He hurriedly covered his chest with his fingers and took a few deep breaths. This was not going to be easy!

The capital is the face of the country, and there are twelve **** people hanging on it... It is somewhat difficult to explain.

“Sir, are you really hanging?” The soldiers didn’t dare to look down.

“You dare to let it go?”

The soldier thought of Du Yizhi's look just now and shrank his head.

“That’s it for now, you have people keep an eye on me while I go to Changyang Prince’s Mansion.”

"yes."

Li Kun doesn’t have a backbone, and he doesn’t feel at ease.

Twelve **** people were suddenly hanging on both sides of the city gate. People who entered and exited the city gate early in the morning were so frightened by this scene that no one dared to investigate further.

At o'clock in the morning, more and more people came in and out of the city gate, and some bold people gathered around to watch the people hanging on the city gate.

At first, everyone thought that the government had caught the rebels and hung them at the city gate as a warning. Later, someone noticed the notice posted on the wall of the city gate.

The notice contains the name, information, and address of the person who was hung. The reason for hanging was because of the assassination of Marquis Xiang Ming and Miss Xiang.

“The name on this, this is not, this is not...”

A scholarly man stared at the notice in surprise.

“Oh? Do you know who it is?”

"This is the eldest son of Li in our town. He joined the Earl's Mansion as a guard a few years ago. How could it be related to the assassination?" The scholar said and glanced at the person hanging above.

Look at each one carefully, the third one on the left side of the city gate...

“Hey, it’s really the eldest son of Li...” The scholar looked shocked, tilted his head and shouted twice: “Are you the eldest son of Li in Dongcheng Town, Li Ke?”

The person above opened his closed eyes and opened his mouth weakly.

Only then did the scholar confirm: "It's really you. This... this... I will tell your parents right away."

The scholar left in panic...

The onlookers watched for a while and heard the name of Earl's Palace.

Yesterday, the people present on the city tower heard about the Earl's Mansion and instantly understood that the fifth princess was behind the assassination.

The notice said that as long as the government came to collect the people, they would not care. If they did not come to collect the people, they would probably hang themselves at the city gate.

Before the news of what happened on the city tower spread, another story in the city had already spread to every street in the capital.

Early in the morning, many replicas of paper appeared in various streets and restaurants in the city. On the papers were written the wrong things done by Concubine Yuan Gui of Sifang Mountain ten years ago.

There is also the fact that Xiang Minghou did not rebel. The most shocking thing is that the signature is still covered with the national seal.

Especially the incident at Sifang Mountain, where Concubine Yuan Gui framed her and Ye Qianning rescued others but was covered up. Although the higher-ups did not personally admit their fault, their words and sentences could be interpreted as mistakes.

As well as the fact that Xiang Minghou was convicted of treason, most of them explained that the incident of Yuan Guifei made the emperor suspicious at that time, and the treacherous villain made some slanders, so he was misled.

It is followed by regret, regret, and wanting to make amends.

Years later, he still couldn't let go of his mistake, which caused Beili to lose a brave and skilled general. He regretted it very much. The capital prepared a good mansion for him. Beili would compensate him and hoped that Xiang Minghou would return to Beijing with his children. Give him a chance to make up for his mistakes.

“Tsk, tsk, is this...really written by the emperor?”

“Yesterday the five princesses on the city tower said it was a lie. It must be a lie. How could the emperor..."

How can you admit your mistake?

“It’s fake. Look at the authenticity of the national seal. How can it be fake?”

"Hey, I can't say for sure. Mr. Chen and Mr. Xiang Minghou are both together. Mr. Chen can also be regarded as the emperor's mentor. He knows the emperor's handwriting best. If it is not true, how can Mr. Xiang Minghou and Mr. Chen do it? Come back with the kid."

“That is, if I had read this letter to Marquis Xiang Ming, I would definitely have come back.”

"But now the royal family doesn't recognize it. Yesterday the fifth princess asked Fang Xiao to close the city gate, and threatened that there was a rebel party in the city. When has there been a rebel party in the city in the past few years? Isn't it clear that they don't want people to enter the city?"

"If you don't want people to enter the city, why do you still write such an edict?"

"The strange thing is here. I don't know what the royal family thought. Anyway, Xiang Minghou and his party knew that the imperial edict was false, so they turned around and left. It is not inferior to entering the city if they don't recognize them. This is what Miss Xiang said yesterday. "

"You saw Miss Xiang yesterday. What does she look like? Is she really the child from back then?"

“I haven’t seen her, Miss Xiang didn’t get out of the car yesterday, but she sounds like a beauty.”

"Beauty? Hahahaha, brother, you are overthinking. Who in the entire capital didn't know that Miss Xiang was born obese, three times heavier than the average child. She didn't get out of the car, so maybe she had difficulty moving."

"Yeah?"

“If you don’t believe me, go and ask around. When I was a child, I was as short and fat as a ball, but still beautiful? She must have weighed 300 pounds, hahaha...”

“Pfft hahaha..”

“Hey, I don’t know whether this imperial edict is true or false. The royal family has not come out to explain it now. I only know that Mr. Fang’s house was sealed this morning.”

“Master Fang’s mansion has been sealed, what about the fifth princess?”

“There seems to be no movement at Earl’s Palace.”

“Tsk, it sounds like Mr. Fang is quite miserable.”

“Who makes the other party belong to the royal family? If you make a mistake, the people below will suffer.”

"Why..!"

The bustling streets surrounded the imperial edict, Xiangjia, and Mr. Chen and his party kept talking. From the initial surprise, the chatting gradually turned into joking.

No matter how shocking the imperial edict was, it seemed that it had nothing to do with the poor people. After reading it, everyone felt confident. Naturally, they also wanted to see how the emperor would handle it, how the officials in the capital, the dignitaries, and the palace would handle the matter. The imperial edict spread quickly, and in less than two hours every household in the streets and alleys of Kyoto knew about it.

In teahouses, restaurants, and wherever business is done, there is a storyteller who holds the imperial edict and reads it aloud, for fear that the illiterate people will not understand.

The city was noisy for a while. No matter where you went, you could hear storytellers reading aloud, and the sound kept coming over and over again.

In a street restaurant.

The first floor was bustling with people, and a storyteller was sitting in the main hall, reading out the words written in the imperial edict. Every sentence was vivid and vivid, without even looking at the paper, he just opened his mouth.

There were so many people in the restaurant that no one dared to move forward to chase them away.

Several noble gentlemen gathered together on the second floor to chat about the situation in the capital today and whether the imperial edict was true or false.

“Since I was growing up in the capital, I have never seen anyone who dared to challenge the imperial power, and I don’t know anyone who is so bold.”

"I just went out and read the so-called imperial edict. It seems to be the handwriting of the Holy Emperor. I also saw the national seal in my father's study. It is exactly the same. It cannot be fake."

“Hush, I can’t say whether it’s true or not. Be careful if someone with serious intentions comes to your Zhang Mansion and you will suffer disaster.”

"Yes, yes, I forgot. Hey, I always feel that the direction of the capital will change in the future. Look, the whole capital knows it now, and many of the papers with the national seal have been stepped on, too It’s scary.”

"Stepping on the national seal means stepping on the royal family's face. We have to be careful when we go out later. If the emperor is held accountable, he will be guilty of the heinous crime of killing the nine tribes. Takasaki, don't you think so." The man who spoke looked to the side. The person quarreled.

Takasaki was dressed in blue clothes, holding his head with one hand and holding a wine glass with the other. He stared at the storyteller downstairs with a smile on his lips.

Yin Qing, the son of Zhongshu Ling, scolded Gao Qi a few times, but saw no response. He turned to look at Huo Jinxuan, the admiral's son opposite, and both of them were a little confused.

“Gao Qi, why do you look so good today?” Huo Jinxuan asked.

Gao Qi didn’t even look back, and said in a cheerful voice: “It’s rare for the capital to be so lively. It would be great to go out and watch a show.”

"Okay? What kind of chaos is it now? Do you still think it's okay? If this matter reaches the palace, Prime Minister Gao will be the first to be distressed." Yin Qing raised his voice.

“Yin Qing.” Huo Jinxuan called in a low voice.

Yin Qing noticed the gaffe: "I forgot again."

Huo Jinxuan was speechless and turned to Gao Qi: "Young Master Gao, you should be careful about what you say. If this word spreads, we might get into trouble."

"Who in the capital doesn't know about it now and still wants to keep it secret? Why don't you go to the memorial and destroy the city directly?" Gao Qi laughed without hesitation.

The corner of Huo Jinxuan's mouth twitched a few times: "My eldest son, your father is the prime minister and you don't shy away from it, but you also have to pity our brothers. What you said is fine, but maybe what we heard will cause trouble."

Yin Qing nodded: "We haven't heard anything today."

“Tsk, look at your potential.” Gao Qi looked back.

“Yes, yes, we are not as courageous as Mr. Gao.”

“We didn’t discuss it with you anyway.”

Yin Qing and Huo Jinxuan picked up the chopsticks on the table and started eating after talking.

Takasaki swung the wine glass a few times and drank it down. Things were getting more interesting every moment.

The Eighth Prince is really decisive. Few civil and military officials in the court would dare to take care of this matter. It seems that the time for the next court has come, and the news about Kyoto City should have reached the emperor's ears.

What would that aloof King's expression be like if he knew that the national seal had been trampled under people's feet and treated like rubbish?

He really wanted to see it with his own eyes...

Chen hour passed and the officials went to court.

Officials of the lower dynasty, when they passed by the streets and heard such high-profile conversations on the streets, many of them asked their servants to ask for a copy of the so-called imperial edict.

One second he was angry and threatened to forge, but the next second he was stunned when he saw the handwriting and the national seal on it.

The officials in the court knew the emperor's handwriting very clearly. The handwriting on it, stroke by stroke, had no origin at all from the emperor's handwriting, and the national seal could not be forged.

I was speechless for a moment. I couldn't tell whether it was true or false. I wanted to stop it but didn't know what to do. The main reason was that the emperor had also intended to let Marquis Xiang Ming and Miss Xiang Jia return to Beili earlier in the morning.

At that time, Miss Xiang's family was so popular in Baimu, and the emperor might have had some thoughts. Anyway, the matter was not simple.

Now the whole city is in such chaos that the government has not stepped in to take care of it, even those with high official positions dare not, so they simply closed their ears and hurriedly asked people to speed up the carriage to the mansion.

Timid and fearful officials did not dare to interfere, but the royal family and nobles were different. After hearing a few words, they felt that every sentence was an insult to the royal family.

Especially Xu Hongwen, the legitimate son of the Earl's Mansion. Xu Hongwen didn't know much about what happened on the city tower yesterday. He got the news from the fifth princess when she returned to the house in the evening.

The Earl's Palace was also aware of Concubine Yuan's tragic situation. He had always known that the fifth princess hated Marquis Xiang Ming and Miss Xiang Jia.

Xu Hongwen has always been in love with Sang Shu, and he would believe whatever Sang Shu said. After getting married, Sang Shu often mentioned Xiang Minghou and wanted to cut him into pieces.

He also swore in front of Sang Shu that he would avenge her.

When he learned what happened on the city tower, he didn't feel anything was wrong. Instead, he comforted Sang Shu for a while. He was the one who sent the killer late at night.

Xu Hongwen glanced at the top of his head. Chen Shi had passed for a while. After calculating the time, the people sent yesterday should have returned home.

"Your Majesty, take a look." The boy bent down and picked up the copied paper from the ground and handed it to the car.

Xu Hongwen took the paper over, glanced around, and was slightly stunned. It was indeed exactly the same as what the storyteller had read, and he touched the position of the national seal with his fingers.

Handwriting can be imitated by those who are willing to do so. The national seal...

He has never heard of anyone who can forge the national seal. Would a person as high and lofty as the Holy One say that the royal family was at fault?

impossible, definitely impossible.

“Come here, please clean up the papers on the floor. No one is allowed to comment privately anymore.” Xu Hongwen crumpled the paper in question into a ball.

"yes."

"Bring that storyteller to me. I will personally interrogate who is behind the scenes and dares to slander the royal family." It is impossible for the emperor to write, so there is only one possibility. Someone stole the national seal and sealed it privately. !

He wants to have a good trial, who is so bold!

"yes."

The accompanying guards took the order and walked towards the storyteller.

There are three storytellers in this street, one on the street, one at the end of the street, and one in the middle of the street.

This section is in the middle of the street. The speaker standing on it is the most famous gentleman in the capital. His storyteller is different from other people in that he always expresses his emotions when he speaks.

So there were a lot of people gathered around the street to watch his story. Many of them held the replica of the imperial edict in their hands and listened with great interest.

At this time, the old gentleman was talking about the part where the royal family felt guilty towards Xiang Minghou, with a lively expression on his face, and he said: "I regret it very much. The capital has prepared a good mansion for you, and Beili will make it up to you." , come back and give me a chance to make up for my mistakes..."

At the end, the old man stretched out his hand to everyone, and held his heart with the other hand, and the old man burst into tears... (End of this chapter)