Chapter 8: Assassination
"Huh? Song Shilang was killed, and after the murderer killed himself, he directly wielded a knife to kill himself, and scattered bloodletting books all over the sky? Hey, hey, it's a little interesting! Zhang Long and Zhao Hu returned home, it seems that the capital is going to be lively. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info"
After listening to Zhang Long's report, Meng Qiu smiled and took the two of them to turn around and leave, it seems that his event planning case must be redone, and it is useless to even file it.
After the end of the early dynasty, Song Shilang was assassinated by dozens of masked assassins on his way back to his home, who were obviously carefully prepared. Everyone disguised themselves as fleeing refugees, pretended to beg to approach Song Shilang's sedan chair, and suddenly attacked when the scene was chaotic when the evil servants drove away.
In the face of this group of assassins who regarded death as their home and attacked ruthlessly, those evil servants of the Shilang Mansion who could only oppress the people were not opponents at all, and seven were killed on the spot. Only Song Shilang was left to be pulled out of the sedan chair and disemboweled, and was killed on the spot by the assassins on the street.
"Then the assassin actually left one person to stay where he was, waiting for Jing Zhaoyin to bring someone to arrest him, and the rest of the people quickly evacuated? It seems that this matter is not simple! Back at the palace, Meng Qiu said slowly.
Taking the piece of paper handed by Xi Zuo, Meng Qiu carefully read every word and chewed on its meaning. The assassin actually left a companion and used his death to throw the blood book, I am afraid that there are quite a few problems and shady scenes behind this. You must carefully analyze the current situation, gain insight into and deconstruct the psychology of the audience behind this matter, so as to make the next step.
This group of assassins called themselves "Hades Army", and the purpose of assassinating Song Shilang on the street was to take revenge: Song Shilang embezzled military salaries, lied about the military situation, and closed the city gates to prevent the people from entering the city when the people were chased and killed by the barbarians, causing tens of thousands of people to be tortured and killed by the barbarian cavalry who arrived later. Later, he took the initiative to send troops to loot and kill the people, and regarded the heads of the people as the head of the barbarians.
The Hades Army was made up of those survivors, whose families either died after the barbarians or were brutalized by the "pillars of the country" such as Song Shilang. They watched their loved ones die, but they could only try to escape and survive. They are not reconciled, they are angry, they want revenge!
"Xiao Meng, what do you think we should do?" King Yan, who hurried back to the palace, asked anxiously beside him, this matter is an out-and-out earthquake, causing the entire capital to shake and uneasy.
A large part of the blood book that the assassins threw at that time was later recovered by the officers and soldiers sent by Jing Zhaoyin, but a small part was still picked up by the surrounding people. There are a lot of facts about corrupt officials in the court, and the reaction of the people after reading it can be imagined. Not to mention the furious Prime Minister Duan Hui, who ordered Jing Zhao Yin to take the whole city and kill the assassins after hearing about this. As well as those nobles and opportunists who wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to strike at political opponents, the undercurrent was raging throughout the capital.
Meng Qiu sat there quietly, as if he hadn't heard King Yan's question, but in fact, he was quickly thinking about his next move: King Yan's Mansion needed to do a public relations deal in the face of this unexpected situation, and at the same time use this matter to plan an event to expand King Yan's influence.
"First of all, we must do one thing, issue a declaration through a medium to prove that this matter has nothing to do with Yan Wangfu, and at the same time, Yan Wangfu is deeply disgusted by this kind of behavior, and is willing to do everything possible to arrest the assassins under the leadership of His Majesty, and return the capital of the Han Dynasty to a peaceful and prosperous era, and the people of the Han Dynasty to a prosperous world. I'll write this PR manuscript in a while, Uncle Wu, have you done the pencil I asked you to get? After a long time, Meng Qiu opened his mouth and asked.
"Looks like you've got a way, take it!" Hearing this, King Yan showed a relieved smile, took out a token from his arms and handed it to Meng Qiu.
"With this token, you can mobilize all the guards, strategists, family members, and money of King Yan's Mansion at will, you can just tell me what this king needs to do. During this time, you can come to my study at any time to find me as long as you need to, I will wait for you! Patting Meng Qiu's shoulder, King Yan said.
After the incident of Prime Minister Duan Hui, witnessing the weakness of his advisers, and even seeing that he was about to lose power, he chose to leave without hesitation, and King Yan deeply realized in his heart the importance of having a friend who was brave and knowledgeable and worthy of his trust.
is the most ruthless emperor family, for the sake of power, the heirs of the emperor have "abandoned" family affection since they were sensible, learned to fight for power and profit, learned to kill their brothers and sisters, and learned to play tricks in the treacherous court. But deep down, what they desire most is family affection, they want to have a warm home, parents who love them, and a trustworthy good friend!
Although Meng Qiu has only been in King Yan's mansion for a few days, his calmness and loyalty in the face of difficulties, his usual cynical behavior but single-mindedly serving King Yan, etc., as well as Wu Bo's secret observation and telling King Yan's report, made King Yan regard Meng Qiu as a brother from his heart.
"Hehe, then Your Highness, remember to tell me when you are with the princess, and run in front of me to disturb you. Although I'm a eunuch, it seems a bit bad to have such an exciting place in the study! Meng Qiu's eyes turned red, and he hurriedly turned his head to tease.
"This king will beat you to death!" King Yan raised his hand to fight, Meng Qiu did not hesitate to hug his head, the eyes of both of them were full of smiles, they understood what they had gained today.
A dark dwelling in the south of Banquan Castle
"Alas! It seems that the Son of Heaven is also a faint king, and he didn't have the slightest intention of giving them revenge, but arrested us all over the city. Hehe, such an emperor and such a civil and military official, is it worthy of my Cao Wenbao's loyalty? It's better to fuck it off! A man sat on the ground and said coldly.
This man looked to be about eighteen years old, with bright eyes, a round face and a beard, thick eyebrows, thick lips, dark skin, a tall build, a shirt full of tendons and flesh that was almost torn, and a huge scar on his left eye, which stretched from the upper eyelid of his left eye to his chin, and looked extremely hideous and terrifying. Half-crouching and staying there is like a leopard that chooses people to devour, although the whole person is still but every muscle is tense, as long as there is a situation, it will burst out with incomparably terrifying power, biting to death, tearing and swallowing all the enemies in front of it.
Around him, a total of twelve men in coarse cloth and rags, pedaling straw sandals, stood silently aside, like twelve stone statues without the slightest expression or movement, all of their eyes were focused on Cao Wenbao, their eyes were full of fanatical worship - this is their king, the master of the underworld, take their revenge, and turn their group of weak people who were once allowed to be slaughtered, bullied, tortured and killed by the barbarians, into strong men who kill the barbarians to take revenge.
When they first took up their weapons with their own hands, cut the barbarians' skins, and watched each other with fearful faces, wailing and struggling to escape from their hands, they were finally killed by themselves. There was a joy in their hearts, a joy that they could finally avenge their family, a relief that they could finally release the pressure that had been pressed in their hearts for a long time.
From that moment on, they were called the Hades Army, the army that crawled out of the Netherworld, the army that could not return to the eighteen layers of hell without killing all the barbarians!