Both Zhuri and Ouyang families have high prestige in the minds of the people.
With the proof from Mo Qiaoer and Ouyang Shishi, the people no longer hesitated to believe what Murong Haitang said.
The curses before turned into praises.
"Princess Murong killed her relatives out of justice, well done."
"I just said that such a beautiful princess cannot do bad things."
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Listening to these compliments, Murong Haitang had no special feeling.
Only she herself knew that the so-called annihilation of relatives was actually forced into helplessness, and she actually suffered a lot of pain.
Of course, Murong Haitang did not have much contempt for the people's attitude that changed so quickly.
These are just ordinary people who don't understand anything. They are a very pure group of people. The distinction between bad people and good people often depends on what most people think.
Murong Haitang breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, now she had a chance to continue talking.
Yan Fei and Yan Miao did not dare to leave Murong Haitang at this moment. Even though the whole city was hunting down the rebels, there were still some fish that slipped through the net.
Who knows if there are others among this crowd, so Murong Haitang must be protected.
If Akano Hanako had not taken action just now, the consequences would have been disastrous.
Now that I think about it, sisters Yan Fei and Yan Miao are still a little scared.
Murong Haitang continued: "Everyone, please be quiet."
"I am telling you this not to highlight my merits. I just want to tell you that I am no longer the princess of the previous dynasty. I am now the Minister of Household Affairs of the Dawu Imperial Court."
The people were immediately amazed, and then they remembered that the woman who had made a fuss about becoming an official was none other than Master Murong.
It's just that I forgot this just now.
Now everyone believed that Murong Haitang was loyal to Dawu.
But at this time Murong Haitang said again: "I am not only the household secretary of the Dawu court, but also the concubine of Wu Yuan, the lord of the East Palace."
As soon as these words came out, everyone immediately clapped their hands and applauded, praising the talent and beauty of the man.
When Murong Haitang heard this, a smile appeared on his lips. This was probably the most useful sentence Murong Haitang had ever heard.
At this time, someone asked: "Your Majesty, the new emperor, why was he imprisoned in the prison by the old emperor? What is the truth?"
Finally someone asked this question, and everyone thought Murong Haitang would give them an answer.
But who knew that Murong Haitang said: "I'm sorry everyone, I don't know why your husband was arrested."
These words immediately made the people stunned again, and then all kinds of speculations flew all over the sky.
Seeing this, Murong Haitang sighed, "Maybe my husband has made some big mistake again. As you all know, our prince always made mistakes in the past. Since that night, I have never seen him again.
More than your husband."
Speaking of this, Murong Haitang looked sad.
This immediately aroused everyone's sympathy. Even the princess of the previous dynasty killed her own brother for the sake of justice and her husband, but now they end up separated as husband and wife.
When Murong Haitang said this, his goal had been achieved.
Her purpose this time was to clear her relationship with the Murong royal family and cut off the way Emperor Wu would cause trouble for her in the future.
The second is to gain sympathy and downplay the mistakes made by Wu Yuan.
Even if these people knew that Wu Yuan wanted to assassinate Emperor Wu, they would think it was nothing. The prince often made mistakes.
Then Murong Haitang glanced at Mo Qiaoer and signaled to Mo Qiaoer that it was your turn.
Mo Qiaoer has long been impatient.
When Murong Haitang saw this, he paved the way for Mo Qiaoer and said: "Dear fellow villagers, today, we are just accompanying Mo Qiaoer to see Mr. Zhuri off. When Mr. Zhuri was alive, he was most concerned about the country and the people, and now he is even more concerned about it.
He died at the hands of thieves who tried to trap and kill the people."
"So we placed Mr. Zhuri's coffin here, wanting to see the people he cared about before he left."
The people were all moved, but what was even more heartbreaking was yet to come.
After Murong Haitang finished speaking, Mo Qiaoer knelt down and shouted sadly: "Grandpa, are you just leaving your granddaughter?"
The separation between life and death is often the most empathetic.
Many women were already in tears, and they also shed tears of sadness.
"Grandpa, you died miserably. I've told you, you're old now, don't look for others to die."
"But you said that you are the emperor's master and the husband of Emperor Wu, so you should share his worries."
"But grandpa, he is the emperor. There are so many people fighting for him, and you are not missing. I don't care. I just want grandpa to come back."
Although what Mo Qiaoer said sounded rebellious, it was just a little girl missing her grandpa and feeling sorry for him. This is human nature.
"Grandpa, look at the people you care about so much. Promise Qiao'er that we will just be ordinary people in the next life, okay? Don't work for some emperor. Look, in the end, won't you be the one who sees you off?
These common people? That emperor may have forgotten you a long time ago."
Mo Qiaoer really cried, and she said these words from the bottom of her heart. She really felt unworthy of the old man Zhuri.
The people also felt a sense of sadness, and suddenly someone knelt down.
Then one after another, in a blink of an eye, a large number of them fell to their knees.
Such a spectacular scene was something that even Mo Qiaoer, Murong Haitang and others did not expect.
It seemed that they really felt Mo Qiaoer's sadness and resentment, and they really saw off the old man Zhuri.
In the hearts of the people, they could not let the hero go away in such a sad way, and they could not let Emperor Wu's coldness chill Mr. Zhuri's heart.
Murong Haitang took a deep breath, feeling a little hard to calm down at this moment.
But looking at the sky, Murong Haitang said to Yan Fei: "It's time to go. If you don't leave, you won't be able to make it to the morning court. Now we must not let Emperor Wu catch any more excuses. We just happened to have a look at Emperor Wu."
What will his face look like now?"
Yan Fei nodded and sneered: "I guess his face must be ugly."
Then Yan Fei also knelt down and kowtowed three times in front of Mr. Zhuri's coffin, and then left with Murong Haitang.
Before leaving, Murong Haitang also told Ouyang Shishi, "I leave this place to you. There is no guarantee that Emperor Wu will not jump over the wall to kill someone in a hurry. Be careful in everything."
"Don't worry, I will."
Ouyang Shishi also agreed.
At this time, in the palace, the ministers stood in the main hall with solemn faces. Surprisingly, there was not much discussion this time, and everyone seemed a little silent.
But everyone knows that there will probably be a violent storm in the court today.