Chapter Seventy-Five: The Heavenly Maiden of Chang'an Scatters Flowers
The people are not stupid, and their news sometimes comes even faster than the official ones.
Even if there are a lot of inaccuracies in it, they will still know what they should know.
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Huangfu Song, who had just finished studying the battle armor under Liu Yun's command, had not had time to solve the doubts in his mind, and there was a pile of paper in his hand. In front of him, all the people in the seat also had several copies.
This is the very expensive paper that the armorer has just brought in, and suddenly it seems to be so much that it seems to be everywhere.
Each piece of paper is densely packed with brat boys, but the content is the same, truly the same.
The emperor craned his neck and his eyes were red, like an angry calf.
He has always been thoughtful, heavy and calm, but in the face of these contents on the paper, he suddenly disappeared.
Every word on the paper was like a sharp sword, poking into his heart.
He can't think of anything else now, he just wants to know who did it, and then he wants to cut people!
The main messengers behind this scene were hacked to death, and then their heads were used to build a Jingguan.
"Middle Father, send troops to suppress it! If this matter spreads all over the city, the consequences will be unimaginable. Huangfu Li gritted his teeth and crumbled, and shouted angrily.
Huangfu Song slapped the table with a fierce face, and shouted angrily: "Don't you think it's messy enough?" If I send troops to the streets, wouldn't it be true that your preference for building a Beijing view with a girl's head has been confirmed! ”
Huangfu Li's eyes were red, and the sound of gasping for breath could be heard all over the hall, he waved his arms and scolded: "Shameless villain! If you let me know who did it, I will punish the three tribes and use their heads to build a Beijing view! ”
Huangfu Song raised his eyebrows and yelled violently, "Sit down for me!" ”
This voice was like a lion's roar in Hedong, which not only suppressed the nephew who fell into mania, but also made the hall quiet.
"The enemy wants to mess with my foundation, and you are also messing with it, what about your brains?" Huangfu Song swept Huang Fu Hong and Huang Fu Li with cold eyes, and shouted angrily.
Huang Fu Hong and Huang Fu Li, the pair of brothers hung their heads stupidly, but the anger in their hearts was still hard to dissipate, this unwarranted disaster suddenly pressed on their bodies, and they didn't even dare to go out at the moment.
I'm afraid of being pointed at, and I'm afraid of being suddenly stabbed in the back!
"Huangfu Li!" Huangfu Song looked at his nephew and sighed, and said, "Go back immediately, open the door of the mansion, and ask the people to take a look!" Let them see, and take a good look to see if your home really has a Jingguan made of a girl's head. ”
Huangfu Li was embarrassed and said, "But will they believe it?" How much insight do the small people in the market have? They would rather believe what is written on this piece of paper. ”
"It's still too late, it's too late, you'll just wait for those rangers who have no brains and only breathe in their hearts to come to your door and get your head, idiot." Huangfu Song was furious and shouted loudly.
Looking at the murderous aura in the eyes of the middle father, Huangfu Li didn't dare to say another rebuttal for an instant, and immediately obediently went down to the court, took the servants and hurriedly returned to the house, and did what the middle father wanted.
After Huang Fu Li left, Huang Fu Hong immediately became a little restless, and everyone in this hall knew that he had an old relationship with Dong Zhuo.
The matter of the younger brother may be able to prevaricate in this way, but what about his? I can't get rid of it.
Huangfu Li's thing is fake, but his is true.
Huang Fuhong thought in a panic, he was very worried that his old Ah Weng would use his head to calm the people's anger.
But Huangfu Song just glanced at him, but didn't say anything more.
Liang Yan glanced left and right, and said loudly: "Lord, I'm afraid this is Liu Yun's plan!" These papers are now sprinkled all over the city, and it is too late to block the mouths of the world. I once heard that there was a Nine Palace Pavilion in the city that sold paper, which was extremely cheap. It is rumored that this Nine Palace Pavilion is from Izumo Mountain in Hanyang, which is where Liu Yun once fell into the grass. ”
"I'm not afraid, this must be Liu Yun's trick! The hearts of the people are back, the hearts of the people! Liu Yun not only killed my cavalry without leaving a piece of armor, but these few pieces of straw paper have greatly damaged my vitality, what a thief! Huangfu Song sneered and said abruptly.
Now Huangfu Song can understand very well why he is as cunning as Han Sui, and he has also suffered a big loss in the hands of Liu Yun, a thief.
This unpredictable method is really hard for ordinary people to think of.
"Lord, the people of the world are wanting, the right way is the right way, raise troops to fight Dong!" Liang Yan sighed and said, "Take advantage of the trend, whether or not Gongzi Li can prove his innocence at that time, it will not matter." The people's anger that was agitated by Liu Yun can even be used by the Lord, and the people who are angry in Chang'an will be waved against Dong, and all conspiracies will go with the wind. ”
Liang Yan guessed in his heart that Liu Yun's plan may be to force his own father-in-law to oppose Dong.
Nowadays, anyone who is ruthless and carries a three-foot Qingfeng in his hand dares to rebel.
If the people of Chang'an believe what they say, and public resentment boils, the situation will be absolutely difficult to control.
There are chaotic people inside, and Liu Yun's elite soldiers are approaching the city outside, and it will definitely be a difficult situation.
Huangfu Song grabbed the straw paper with his big hand, and suddenly smiled: "Zhang Bang, inform the people in the city that Dong Zhuo is dead, and it was Huangfu Hong and my palace staff who did it." ”
Liang Yan kept his eyes on it, this ......
Liang Yan admits that this is indeed a good way, and what he wants is not like this.
Glancing at Huangfu Song's expression, Liang Yan knew that it was useless for him to say anything more.
Since there is nothing to say and nothing to say, there is no choice but to receive orders.
This is simply a means of four or two thousand pounds.
If Liu Yun knew that he had worked so hard to get out of the people's anger, he might have been calmed down by this simple notice, and he should probably be quite resentful in his heart.
As soon as this notice came out, not only could he stop the merit of killing Dong Zhuo on himself, but also smoothly explained why Huangfu Jianshou was so close to Dong Zhuo, it was not because he was embarrassed, but because he was waiting for an opportunity to assassinate Dong Zhuo.
A negative situation, under this notice, will become positive in an instant.
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But just when Liang Yan received Huangfu Song's order and went down to prepare.
There was another paper snow of unknown origin in Chang'an City, and it was so defenseless that it came again.
The interval between this is less than an hour.
The content on this wave of paper is even better than the previous wave.
But compared with the last gossip-style advertisement, this time it is obviously much more formal and a bit famous.
For "Hanyang Taishou Liu Yun to Chang'an Wanmin Book".
Like the previous wave, this time the paper was also densely written.
Those who have a heart may guess that the reason for the two sprinkling should be just because it can't be written on a piece of paper.
On that piece of paper, which was only square inches in size, what Liu Yun had said to Huang Fu Song appeared almost exactly on it, except that the two suggested choices given to Huang Fu Song were missing.
And on this piece of paper, the most important thing is the bombshell-like news.
Dong Zhuo is dead!
It is under the command of the Nine Palaces of Hanyang, and the number A is done.
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