A happy event in a fertile field: the black-bellied husband is as beautiful as a flower

Chapter 670 Exposure
When Meng Yan told Chongyi to be busy, Chongyi was also like Chongxian earlier, basically disappearing all day long.

She reported the results to Meng Yan: "I found out, the doggerel was originally made by a scholar, and then taught the children on the street to sing it. Do you want to arrest the scholar for questioning?"

Meng Yan said: "There's no point in interrogating this. Everyone knows it well. If you arrest him, not only will you not get the desired result, but it will make people feel that we are guilty."

After a pause, Meng Yan said again: "Since this scholar is so talented, you can ask him to compose another song." She propped her chin and thought for a while, "The Xie family has so many things to sing about. When the queen is born, the whole family is an official, and half of the Yin family's family is surnamed Xie."

Meng Yan took a look at Chongyi, and ordered lightly: "Just follow this theme, let the scholar do it, if he can't do it, let him die."

Chongyi responded, but immediately disappeared again.

Soon, Xie's doggerel corresponding to King Wu of Yin was also published and circulated in the market.

This doggerel is much more ruthless than the last one.

The emperor's heart disease was revealed in one sentence.

The Xie family was of course nervous, and immediately went to track down the person who wrote this doggerel; Xie Hongbo burst into tears and spoke earnestly: "The Xie family has been assisting the royal family for a hundred years, and devoted themselves to it. The old minister has devoted most of his life to this. I don't know who would want to do this. Persecute the old minister!"

Then a certain military general said: "The doggerel about King Wu of Yin earlier was just child's play. Why did you come to Mr. Xie with the intention of being persecuted?"

The emperor didn't want to talk about these things at all, so he sat on the dragon chair and let them quarrel.

Afterwards, it was said that the Xie family caught the person who wrote doggerel. Xie Hongbo went to the imperial study to ask the emperor to let him go. The emperor just said: "Leave this matter to uncle. I trust uncle."

Of course, Xie Hongbo couldn't put the pot of shit back on King Yin Wu's head, after all, King Yin Wu's doggerel was the first to spread.

Therefore, in the end, the poets could only be terminated on the grounds of cholera and the separation of monarchs and ministers.

Only then did the turmoil of doggerel subside.

At night, the emperor dealt with government affairs for a while, and Eunuch Huang brought him a cup of ginseng tea.

The emperor put down the booklet in his hand, and asked in the tea room, "Is there any movement in Prince Yinwu's mansion?"

Huang Gonggong said: "Back to the emperor, except for that day when Princess Yin Wu had a big fight with Mrs. Xie's family, there was no other movement."

The emperor put down the teacup and said inexplicably, "What kind of person do you think this princess is?"

Eunuch Huang thought it over and said: "According to my slave's observation, this princess speaks boldly and straightforwardly, and speaks without any scruples. Sometimes she really chokes people to the point of speechlessness."

The emperor glanced at Eunuch Huang and said, "Would King Yin Wu really like such a woman?"

Eunuch Huang was taken aback.

The emperor continued to look at the memorial on the table, and said: "A woman like this is either really stupid or really smart."

After a pause, he said again: "If you are a stupid person, you may not be able to hit the right one every time and save yourself from danger."

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Long country.

At night, it began to rain heavily.

The rain was strong and windy, and it lasted for a long time.

The people in the inn basically fell asleep. Except for the sound of rain, the whole inn was very quiet, and a lamp was lit in the lobby downstairs, flickering.

The waiter dozed off on the counter.

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the inn.

The waiter rubbed his eyes sleepily, walked to the door and opened it.

I saw a group of very capable people standing outside, all of them wearing black clothes, they were obviously coming from the rain, and they were completely soaked, and the rainwater kept dripping from the hats.

The team occupied the entire open space under the eaves, and there were still some people standing in the rain. There were a large number of people.

The waiter in the shop asked in a dull voice: "Do you want to stay in the shop, gentlemen?"

As soon as the words fell, the waiter's eyeballs bulged, and he fell to the ground lifeless.There was only a bloodstain on the neck, which was oozing out silently.

The rain fell on the tile eaves, making a dense sound.

The very light footsteps were masked by the sound of rain, and when they sounded outside the roof directly above, Yin Heng, who was lying on the couch, slowly opened his eyes.

Then the window was skillfully pried open, and the rain splashed in instantly, setting off a puff of moisture.

The drenched men in black rolled through the windows one after another, holding bright silver knives in their hands, and went straight to the bed.

However, after a few cuts, it was found that the cut was empty.

The rain and wind kept coming in from the window, making people shiver for no reason.

The man in black turned around quickly, and the silvery blade of the blade in his hand flowed, reflecting a figure in a dark corner.

Silently, like a ghost.

Before the man in black could react, he raised his hand coldly. The thin-edged sword in his hand seemed to have a soul. Shaking, sticky drops of blood coagulated on the blade.

Blood mist sprayed from the necks of the men in black, and they fell to the ground before they could make a sound.

At this time, the sound of light and scattered footsteps and the friction of wet clothes were already heard in the stairwell.

It's still raining outside.

Chongxian turned in from the window, was also drenched, glanced at the black-clothed guests in Yin Heng's room, and said coldly: "Master, our whereabouts have been exposed."

The men in black who poured in quickly surrounded the entire inn upstairs and downstairs.

The lights in the inn were flickering, and the electric switch outside the inn was thundering.

Even those who woke up in the middle of the night closed the door tightly and dared not go out without authorization.

The bodies of the men in black who attacked from the roof were all placed in the guest room, and none of them succeeded.

Seeing that there was still no movement, the men in black upstairs and downstairs couldn't afford to delay, so they gesticulated and walked into the room.

The man in black who entered the door first, against the backdrop of the corridor lights outside the door, saw the blood-stained and dead bodies lying in the room at a glance, but looked around that there was no one in the room, so he couldn't help but be fully vigilant.

The murderous aura overflowed from the door corner of the room, and the man in black had no time to turn his head, and his neck was wiped in an instant.

The reason why there are so many men in black is because they know that the target of assassination is not so easy to succeed.

If the assassination fails, it will simply become an open fight. As long as the target is surrounded here, the energy will always kill him.

The martial arts of the men in black are actually not weak, and they have only one goal - to take the life of King Wu of Yin.

For a moment, in the inn, the air was filled with a thick smell of blood, which even the torrential rain and wind outside the window could not wash away.

Upstairs and downstairs, the sounds of swords clashing and fighting could be heard endlessly. No one shouted in panic, nor fled in a hurry. There was only the roar of the sword wind, the howling of sword energy, the puffing sound of piercing the flesh, and the pain from time to time. grunt.

(End of this chapter)