Xiao Chen only had the word cruelty in his impression of the King of Han.
For a cruel person, let alone giving him a little money, even if he gave him half of the world, he would never support him to reach the pinnacle of power in the Ming Dynasty.
Before, even if the King of Han secretly wanted to murder Li An's wife and children, Xiao Chen didn't take it too seriously.
After all, in Xiao Chen's eyes, these tough measures used against his own personnel were nothing more than a dog biting a dog.
As long as Li An's wife and children are safe, he doesn't want to directly intervene in such matters.
If you can often receive filial money from the King of Han, it is not impossible to live like this.
In the Ming Dynasty, there are still so many major and important cases involving the security of the country, which require Dongchang to investigate and handle with all their strength. There is no time to waste too much time on these internal intrigues.
But now, as he was preparing to change the crown prince's appearance, the King of Han began to make plans to create momentum. It seemed that he should take a closer look at this matter.
There were originally 200 school lieutenants in the Dongchang Prison, and the factory master transferred another 200. There were Jinyi guards on the outside, and the 400 Dongchang school lieutenants, led by Duan Tianming and Du Shaoqin, should be more than enough to protect the prince's safety.
Tomorrow, I will say hello to the factory owner and go to the streets to find the source of this public opinion.
The prince's bones are being straightened, and the King of Han's rebellious bones should also be straightened.
"Where did you hear this kind of public opinion?" Xiao Chen said calmly.
"There are several places along the way."
"Have you finished eating? When you are finished, I will arrange for you to see your wife and children."
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The next day, Xiao Chen briefly explained the situation to Lin Shangli and then returned to the Thirteenth Battle. He took off his soap clothes and changed into casual clothes. He walked out of the Thirteenth Battle's gate and wandered towards the street.
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It was a sunny day, making the streets crowded and bustling.
Unknowingly, Xiao Chen walked to the place where he had fought with Zhang Youde.
Thinking that Zhang Youde had been dead for more than a month, Xiao Chen shook his head, put his hands behind his back, and continued to move forward.
Along the way, Xiao Chen also met several groups of people who gathered together to chat, but basically they were talking without any clue. Obviously, these people also heard what they heard, so they started spreading it around to show their opinions.
I just know a lot of things.
For the spread of this kind of public opinion, one or a few people must be the first to talk about it in a crowded place, otherwise, everyone will not discuss the matter out of thin air.
And these people are probably the ones arranged by the King of Han. As long as they are caught and beaten back to their original form in public, the public opinion will be destroyed.
As for a place with many people, it is naturally the street.
However, pedestrians on the street are basically busy with their own affairs and do not have the opportunity to spread the virus. And the place where it is most likely to spread is the pub, which bears the brunt.
There are larger taverns and professional storytellers.
In this kind of place, everyone drinks while listening to storytellers from all over the world telling allusions that they don't know. This is also a favorite way of leisure for the people in the capital.
Thinking of this, Xiao Chen looked around, trying to find a tavern with a storyteller.
Not far away, a rather impressive tavern came into Xiao Chen's sight.
The pub only has two floors, but it covers a large area.
In the capital, the average shop is only three to five rooms in size, but this tavern, Xiao Chen counted it in detail, is actually nine rooms in size.
Moreover, looking through the square lattice window of the tavern, the depth is twice that of an ordinary store.
The decoration of the tavern is average. I guess the way of running it is to make profits from more and cater to the public consumption.
However, the plaque on the door is very grand.
A black plaque more than one foot long and three feet wide hangs directly above the door, with four gilded characters on it: Yanjing Winery.
Xiao Chen secretly wondered in his heart, this ordinary tavern was named like a tavern, a restaurant, etc., but this tavern was named Jiuyi. Could it be possible that there could be a hotel on the second floor?
It doesn't matter whether it's a tavern or a wine inn, let's go in and take a look first.
Xiao Chen pushed open the black wooden lattice door and walked in.
"How many guests are there?" A waiter who seemed to be dedicated to greeting guests at the door greeted him enthusiastically. His bright smile made people feel like the spring breeze blowing on their faces.
"One person." Xiao Chen said calmly, but his eyes were looking at the tavern hall.
At a glance, there are no less than fifty tables placed in the hall of this tavern. Near the center of the hall, there are large tables that can seat more than a dozen people. Small tables are placed on the periphery or against the wall.
, or somewhere in the corner.
And those big tables were already full of people.
Although the table was filled with drinks and dishes, very few people could use chopsticks. Everyone's eyes were focused on the platform in the center of the hall.
This platform is more than three feet square and only one foot high from the ground.
On the platform stood a middle-aged man with a slim appearance and dressed like a scholar. He wore a slightly forward-leaning alchemist's hat and a dark blue robe. With his fair face and the folding fan in his hand, he looked elegant.
He is eloquent, with emotional points accompanied by hand gestures, and he is talking about storytelling in a eloquent way.
"Sir, please, please." The waiter next to him enthusiastically guided Xiao Chen to a small table near the corner.
Taking off the white rag from his shoulder, the waiter quickly wiped the table a few times, wiped the stool a few times, stretched out his hand, bowed his body and said: "Sir, please sit down. May I ask you what you want to order?"
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After walking all morning, and since he didn't have the habit of eating breakfast, he was really hungry now.
"One pound of beef, and now soju." Xiao Chen said calmly, but his eyes were aimed at the storyteller in the middle of the hall.
"Sir, you only want one dish?" the waiter asked.
"Why, can't I have just one dish?"
"Okay, okay." The waiter nodded and bowed with a smile, then turned around and left.
Xiao Chen took a quick glance and saw that there were not a hundred but also seventy or eighty people in the hall at the moment. However, everyone's eyes were not on the delicious food in front of them. They were all attracted by the storyteller's wonderful storytelling.
"On the first month of the first year of Yanxi, Adou made Zhang, the sister of the former queen, the queen. He granted amnesty to the world and changed the reign name. He made the prince Liu Rui the crown prince and the prince Liu Yao the king of stability..."
What the storyteller was talking about was an allusion to Liu Chan from the Three Kingdoms.
"May I ask, sir, everyone says that Adou cannot be helped, so why has he been able to reign for more than forty years?" a man asked loudly.
"That's right. You, the Three Kingdoms, have said it many times. We just want to hear why this Adou can't become famous despite being assisted by Mr. Kong Ming." Another voice came from the side.
Xiao Chen couldn't help but look at the two of them, but he was thinking secretly in his heart.
Today, the storyteller is telling the allusion of Adou. I am afraid it is not just a coincidence.