Chapter 645: What the Hell Is This?

Ministers, you look at me, I look at you, and they don't dare to come out.

Among these courtiers, the most sober did not ignore the courtiers who His Majesty came, naturally only Tang Qing.

This scene was exactly what he wanted to see, his face trembled like other courtiers, but his heart was already happy.

Unexpectedly, the results of spreading rumors were even better than he imagined.

It's just half a day, and the courtiers in the entire capital know about it, so wouldn't those people also talk about it everywhere early in the morning!

That's great.

Whether it is Zi Kun or the rest of the Zi family, he will soon be put on the hat of rebellion, and he is about to see the Zi family get retribution and be ruined!

Tang Qing clenched his fingers excitedly, pretending to be inadvertent, and cast a look at the squire of the military department.

The squire of the military department is his man.

After receiving Tang Qing's order, the squire of the military department immediately pretended to be panicked, and knelt down with a puff, "Your Majesty is clear, what we are talking about is not groundless, yesterday, in the streets and alleys of the capital, for some reason, there was a ballad, this ballad was extremely choreographed by His Majesty and Lord Zi Kun, saying that Lord Zi is a high meritorious, and Your Majesty, Your Majesty ......."

The squire of the military department did not finish speaking, but took out a crumpled piece of paper from his body and presented it with both hands.

"Weichen, as a soldier of the military department, should maintain order in the capital, yesterday he arrested a few teenagers who sang the most arrogantly, but he couldn't interrogate anything, only from one of them, he found this."

"Oh?"

Emperor Yangou immediately said, "Take it." ”

The crumpled piece of rice paper was immediately sent to Chu Dumen's hands.

The content of this rice paper is nothing else, it is the content that Tang Qing asked the old man Ye to write before, Tang Qing divided these manuscripts into several parts, sent people, and took advantage of the fact that the people who sang and sang ballads in the streets and alleys were not paying attention, secretly put two on them, and then in the name of arresting people, these people were arrested and searched from them.

With the source, no one would have thought that these rice papers flowed out of his Tang family.

Chu Dumen took it and saw at a glance that it was written that in the twelfth year of Xuanhe, he took his concubine to the south for disaster relief.

As soon as he saw that the protagonist of the disaster relief was not him, but Zi Kun, Chu Dumen's face immediately darkened.

"What the hell is this?"

In the twelfth year of Xuanhe, it was just what happened ** years ago, although it was a long time, it didn't mean that he had forgotten it.

Back then, he was driven by Zikun to put ducks on the shelves, went to the most serious place of the flood to open a warehouse to release grain, and relieved those victims, for which those victims were very grateful, and asked him to reincarnate the Buddha and save people Bodhisattva.

He remembered it clearly, because the concubine he brought with him at that time was Concubine Mu. On the way to the disaster area, Concubine Mu once lifted the curtain of the carriage and glanced out.

She was dressed in good clothes and was immediately spotted by the victims on the side of the road.

Outside the carriage they were sitting in, the word disaster relief was held high with a banner, and the victims had experienced the so-called "disaster relief" of corrupt officials before, and they were very angry at this kind of rich people who carried out corruption under the banner of disaster relief, and the victims immediately recognized Concubine Mu as a corrupt official's woman, and shouted, "Ugly woman, rich and amazing, don't come to defile our land, get out!" ”

At this shout, Concubine Mu cried, and he was also very angry.

However, he was angry,