In the capital city at the end of June, the weather is hot. The teahouses and restaurants along the Qinhuai River, Qinlou Chu Pavilion are a bit air-conditioned. The spies of Dongchang and Jinyiwei are arresting people everywhere. Anyone who makes unreasonable comments about the current emperor's post-election affairs will have a cup of tea.
The chain was locked, and Youdao did not let go of those who were wrongly killed. In just a few days, the Queen Mother released all those who spread rumors and caused trouble, and none of them was arrested. Many people who spread rumors were also arrested.
No one dared to mention this matter anymore. The Queen Mother's public opinion offensive seemed to have failed.
"They are still young for this." Yang Bo looked at the group of subordinates standing in front of the public case with some satisfaction, "Our family will definitely ask for your credit in front of the 9,000-year-old." A lot of people have been arrested these days, Dong Dong
The thousands of spies hidden by the factory among the people are not free of charge. Spreading rumors and stirring up trouble is their specialty. The rumors sent by the Queen Mother to create Miss Huang's family are tantamount to using one's own shortcomings to touch other people's strengths. It is strange to be undefeated.
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"It's all about nine thousand years of wisdom and strength, and the governor has a good leadership!" the subordinates said in unison, with a look of color on their brows. Suddenly, a man hurriedly entered the courtroom and whispered a few words in Yang Bo's ear. Yang Bo, who had been smiling just now, suddenly became excited.
His expression suddenly changed, and he responded: "This is not bad!"
In the palace, the sullen Empress Dowager Li said nothing. The maids and eunuchs beside her were silent, and a group of silent officials knelt in front of them. After a long while, one person broke the silence and said: "Empress Dowager, it's not that we are incompetent, it's Dong Dong.
There are so many spies in the factory Jinyiwei..."
"If you can't handle such a trivial matter, how can the Ai family expect you?" Queen Mother Li said softly, and the man did not dare to say any more and continued to kneel with his head against the gold bricks of the palace.
The eunuch's long-voiced voice came from outside the palace: "The Marquis of Changxin is here to see you." Empress Dowager Li's younger brother, Marquis of Changxin Li Ying, came in wearing a python robe, kowtowed to the Empress Dowager, and then took out a piece of paper from his sleeve to offer his thanks.
When he came up, the little eunuch hurriedly took it and forwarded it to the Queen Mother. The Queen Mother read it at a glance and her face became slightly brighter: "It seems that this matter is done like that. Whoever comes up with the idea will be rewarded by the Ai family."
On the bank of the Qinhuai River, on the wall of the large Kowloon screen wall opposite the Jiangnan Gongyuan, someone wrote a line of dazzling characters in red paint: "Yali, I can't live without you." The ground nearby has been put under martial law by Jin Yiwei, and the ground is colorful and colorful.
Before they had time to collect the flyers, although Jin Yiwei arrived in time, many of the flyers had already been picked up by the crowd of tourists. In the nearby Wuyi Alley, among the crowd of onlookers stood Sun Gang in disguise.
It was he who led his men to scatter thousands of leaflets. At this moment, he was smiling and looking at the angry faces of the uniformed officers in the martial law circle.
"Who else has picked up the leaflets? Hand them all over! Anyone who dares to hide them will be arrested and punished!" the young officer shouted sharply, and the crowd dispersed in a hurry. If it was simply a leaflet that slandered the nine thousand years old, that would be it.
However, the words printed on this small piece of paper are so voluptuous and erotic that it is hard to put it down. The name "Yali" on the screen wall is exactly the heroine on the flyer, and one of the candidates for the current queen, Haizhou Salt Merchant.
The leaflet describes the love experience of a man and the Miss Huang Yali in simple and freehand writing, from meeting at the seaside to mutual affection, to committing themselves to each other, and finally getting married, even though it only lasted a few hundred years.
The words, but the true feelings are vividly expressed on the page, and the description of the boudoir incident is also quite bold. Finally, there is a bloody and tearful accusation against the Huang family for forcibly breaking up a pair of mandarin ducks. It is really a beautiful article.
The common people who picked up the flyers hurried home to appreciate them carefully. The painted words on the screen wall seeped into the dragon lin and were difficult to clean. The Jinyi guards simply found a piece of black cloth to cover the screen wall, but there were more than one same slogan.
Almost overnight, the streets and alleys of the capital were covered with similar red paint characters, and Jin Yiwei was so busy
Very happy.
Rumors have always become darker and darker as they are described, and more and more true as they are concealed. This thing was designed very cleverly. It was told from the perspective of the victim. It seemed to be true. For a time, the streets of Beijing were all over the place.
When meeting people, they no longer greet each other with "Did you eat?" but instead say "Did you see it?"
There were also vague discussions among acquaintances: "A lady from a wealthy family shouldn't be like that..."
But he was immediately rebutted: "The daughter of the eunuch's family can't do anything. The family of Changxin Hou is so good, why don't she dress up as a man and go to the brothel?"
"That's right. In today's world...hey, why don't we see the Lord of Suffering show up?"
"You still show up, I'm afraid that those people have already stuffed sacks and thrown them into the river by now."
If a rumor is repeated a thousand times, it becomes true. This famous saying of Goebbels was confirmed again in the Ming Dynasty. The days after the election are getting closer and closer, but the two candidates with the strongest chances of winning the limelight have already been ruined. This time
The game was considered a draw.
This inspiration comes from wild advertisements and flyers that are all over the streets in the 21st century. The article is written by Li Yan, the most literary and talented former scholar in the red shirt regiment. The crime of unreasonably slandering the reputation of other girls does not make him feel that there is anything wrong.
He was very proud of his talents and boasted that if he published a story, it would definitely be better than "The Romance of the West Chamber".
Li Lianying, who came from the palace to present the award, praised Liu Ziguang. At the same time, she expressed her deep helplessness about the traitor in the palace. The top management of Jiuqian Sui and Dongchang were eunuchs, and their internal affairs were also eunuchs.
The two sides have had some unclear relationship over the years. There are many undercover agents at the bottom, but the undercover agents at the top are safe and sound after so many years, which shows that it is very deep and difficult to dig out. After thinking about it, this matter
The important task was still given to Liu Ziguang, and Li Lianying promised that if this matter was completed, Liu Ziguang's official position would be promoted to three levels in a row.
"Thanks to the love of the Queen Mother and Manager Li, I will do my best to serve the imperial court." Liu Ziguang patted his chest and said a lot of pretentious words, and sent Li Lianying out with a smile. Now his status in the rear party is increasing day by day, and he came from Shandong.
One thousand elite soldiers have put on the uniforms of officers and soldiers and officially become the officers and soldiers of the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division. A small number of these one thousand people are the backbone of the Red Shirt Army, and most of them were recruited locally in Shandong.
The slaves with pig tails were transformed into the officers and soldiers of the capital who were fed the imperial rations. These young people from Shandong were so happy that they were so happy that they wore their armors and uniforms meticulously even in the summer. They walked on the street with their heads high and their chests held high. They were as decadent as the officers and soldiers before.
The image is completely different! Who does it depend on to be able to eat food and serve as a soldier? Of course, it all depends on the great savior of the Jinan people, Marshal Liu Ziguang. The veterans who led the team did not dare to relax at all in teaching these recruits, so that Liu Ziguang was the only one in their hearts.
Without Shangguan, Li Qing, the commander of the five-city military and horse divisions, is having a headache. Take your time. These Shandong soldiers can't even hear the dialect of the capital. If they want to be effective in the near future, they have to rely on Liu Ziguang and others.
command.
The Queen Mother's actions made Yang Bo very uneasy. If the rumor slandering Miss Huang was still within the scope of the intensity of the conflict between the two parties, then the recruitment of a thousand Shandong recruits was a bit out of balance. Since ten years ago,
After the coup of seizing the palace, the Eunuch Party and the Hou Party have maintained a balance in government and military affairs, and no one dares to act rashly. But now the Queen Mother's actions are obviously a bit aggressive. They established the South Factory, recruited new soldiers, and so on.
If you go down to nine thousand years old, your status will be in jeopardy.
Yang Bo hurriedly went to see Jiuqiang Ming to report the situation. In a large castle-like house near the Imperial Academy, the gray-haired Jiuqiang Huang was lying on a lounge chair under a willow tree fishing. There was a huge pool in front of him.
It was formed by imported Xuanwu Lake water. There was a cool breeze blowing on the water, and two young girls beside them were gently shaking their feather fans. It was a pleasant scene.
Yang Bo walked ten steps away from Huang Huangrong when he was stopped by a guard in golden clothes. Even though he was the admiral of Dongchang, he couldn't just approach the nine thousand year old body of ten thousand gold. The nine thousand year old man over there had already heard the footsteps.
He shouted, repelled the guards and let Yang Bo come over.
"Godfather, I have something to report to you." Yang Bo paused and saw Huang Jinrong's expressionless expression, so he continued, telling everything that had happened recently.
"The Queen Mother is still not willing to give in. It has been ten years, and our family doesn't know if we can survive another ten years. Since we want to fight, let's fight. Our family doesn't mind repeating the scene ten years ago, calling the one in the palace
I've been smarter lately and sent out messages at any time. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you survive a hundred battles. As for the mere thousand recruits and the useless Nanchang, our family still has to look down on them and let them run around for now. There are only a few days left.
Don't worry about the gossip after the election. No matter how loud the people's mouth is, can they be louder than the officials' mouth? Whether she is a queen or a noble concubine, our granddaughter must have a place in the palace!"
Then he paused and said confidently: "The day of the emperor's wedding is the day when the queen's party will be destroyed..."
Just as Yang Bo was about to echo his words, Huang Huangrong suddenly made a silent gesture to him, swung the fishing rod, and a koi fished out of the water with its tail swung.