Li Mohan was caught off guard and had tea poured on his face, and he was completely stunned.
Boom!
The cup hit the table heavily, and Li Huang's voice sounded seriously: "How did the emperor's uncle get convicted back then? Then you have to ask his brothers underground what they have to do with my father, the emperor?"
"Don't you think that everything was done by my father, so you dare to come to the capital to stir up trouble in such a blatant manner?"
"Don't say today that I am here and cannot agree to your unreasonable request. Even if my father is here, I still have no hesitation in rejecting you."
"Don't just use the emperor's reputation to make things happen. That crime was set by the late emperor and has nothing to do with my father. If you have the ability, just like before, send people to the streets and alleys to spread rumors."
Li Huang hated being threatened the most, let alone something that was unfounded.
If she was really caught by someone today, wouldn't it mean that the entire royal family was afraid of him, a posthumous child with no name or status?
joke!
"I'm telling you, take your people and get out of the capital as soon as possible. If you can stay safe, I guarantee that no one will cause trouble for you."
"But if you insist on causing some trouble, I'm not afraid of you."
After saying this, she stood up and said to several people, "Let's go", and strode out.
Several people were stunned for a moment. They were surrounded outside. Where to go?
However, they still pursued him.
Li Mohan never expected that Li Huang's temper would be so strong, and that he would dare to be tough with him at this time.
However, she was right about one thing, he really didn't dare to do anything to her.
Therefore, after Li Huang left the house, the thugs standing outside seemed to be on guard, but they did not dare to actually step forward and take action.
Luo Mingchuan guarded Li Huang tightly, fearing that the other party would make some move.
It wasn't until they got out of the door and got on the carriage that several people heaved a sigh of relief.
"Cousin, what do you mean by that person? He rashly exposed his identity in front of us and dared to let us go?"
Li Huang sneered: "So what if we don't let go? He doesn't dare to do anything to us in the first place."
The initial battle was just a bluff. After she guessed the identity of the person, she was no longer afraid.
After all, unless he could get all the guards in the capital to obey his orders, he would not dare to force himself.
However, since he dared to blatantly confess his identity, it means that he still has options.
Sure enough, early the next morning, before Li Huang even got up, Ling Yuan hurried in to report.
"Your Highness, it's not good, Miss Wei is dead."
Li Huang: "!!!"
Her eyebrows twitched, and she suddenly had a bad premonition: "Which Miss Wei? How did she die?"
Ling Yuan: "That's Mrs. Wei's niece. When the maid called her up to greet Mrs. Wei in the morning, she found that she was already dead and the body was hard. She must have died last night."
"Now, there are people outside the gate of Wei Mansion. Everyone says that Mrs. Wei couldn't tolerate people and killed them."
Li Huang: "..."
She had been restless since she came back from the house in the west of the city yesterday. She didn't expect that Li Mohan would play this trick with her.
"The one who must die is the real Miss Wei." Li Huang said firmly.
She had doubted before that whether the real Miss Wei was still alive, but now it seemed that Li Mohan had the person in his hands and waited until necessary to kill him.
"Your Highness, the common people are now demanding an explanation from the Wei family. There has been a murder in the family of the dignified Dali Temple minister. They refuse to believe him no matter what. They are clamoring for the Ministry of Punishment to investigate the matter thoroughly."
Li Huang was silent.
She really didn't expect that Li Mohan would act so ruthlessly.
At this moment, in the alley opposite the Wei Mansion, two well-dressed men in black clothes and plain hats stood quietly, admiring the chaos at the gate of the Wei Mansion, with happy smiles on their lips.
"Master, it seems that the Minister of Dali Temple will be replaced by someone else."
The shorter subordinate on the side said flatteringly.
If Li Huang were here, she would definitely be able to recognize at a glance that the two masters and servants were Li Mohan and Fang Shidao.
Li Mohan curled his lips, looked at it for a while, and then said: "Let's go, let's go meet the Crown Prince."
Li Yuze didn't know that the hand behind the scenes that he had never caught was quietly reaching out to him.
Compared with the turbulent situation here in the capital, Mo Jingzhan's situation in Fengcheng is not far behind.
After he regained control of Fengcheng, he wanted to drive out the Turks.
However, those who are married to Turks and have children cannot accept it.
Because their husbands or wives were sent back to the Turks, what should they do?
Whose children do they belong to?
Suddenly, the crowd gathered at the city lord's mansion.
As soon as Xiao Yunlan entered the door, he saw Mo Jingzhan holding a letter and reading it repeatedly. He couldn't help but roll his eyes.
"Young Master, how many times have you read that letter over and over again? Things are going crazy outside, don't you want to think of something?"
If all the people who married Turks were allowed to leave, wouldn't Dayuan lose so much labor force on weekdays?
Most of the people at the border have left, who will support the production at the border?
Fighting requires not only soldiers, but also strong civilian support. Otherwise, how can a country be rich and powerful?
Compared to Xiao Yunlan's anxiety, Mo Jingzhan didn't seem to take it seriously at all.
At a glance, you can tell that someone is behind these things, and the purpose is to blackmail him.
"Why are you in such a hurry? We can't keep those who want to leave, and there's no need to rush those who want to keep."
He slowly folded the letter paper, carefully put it back into the envelope, opened the flap on the side, and locked it.
Xiao Yunlan didn't even look at it. Isn't it just a letter?
Who cares about stealing?
Mo Jingzhan raised his eyes and glared at him: "Are you scolding me in your heart again?"
Xiao Yunlan was so frightened that he shook his head repeatedly: "No, no."
Does the young master have the ability to read minds? You can all know this.
"You ask people to put out a list and tell those people that if they want to leave, I won't force you to stay, so that if I want to attack the Turks in the future, these people will hold me back."
Xiao Yunlan's eyes widened: "Young Master, do you want to fight the Turks?"
Mo Jingzhan lay back lazily: "If you don't fight, do you want to keep it for the New Year?"
The Turks have probably had enough good times in recent years. If they dare to bring evil thoughts to him and deny them some sweet things, they really think that Mo Jingzhan is a fool.
"But... the two countries have been repairing each other for so many years, and it's unreasonable for us to suddenly start a fight."
If a teacher is unknown, he will suffer from infamy.
Mo Jingzhan glanced at him: "This is not easy. Wait until midnight and have someone kill Di Yun, and then send someone to pursue him to the Turkic border with great fanfare..."
Xiao Yunlan: "..."
His young master is indeed a ruthless person and doesn't talk much. He will hit you without any discussion.