These words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, and they smashed straight on Cheng Beiruo's head.

"Catch! Grab him for me! ”

With a hideous face, he shouted at the guard as if he had lost his mind.

Qiao Anru was so frightened that she retreated again and again, and if it weren't for the maid behind her who stepped forward to help her, she would have fallen to the ground again.

"I ...... I'll go find it! ”

She naturally knew what kind of consequences the evidence would bring in Cheng Fuzhong, her pupils were frightening, Qiao An stammered, and ran to the courtyard with a roll.

Cheng Beiruo's heart was very restless, and he gritted his teeth and paced back and forth in the courtyard.

The guard was also blocked in the courtyard by the people who surrounded him, but no one dared to step forward and make a move!

I don't know how long it took.

Qiao Anru rushed out with a panicked face, and when she met Cheng Beiruo's anxious eyes, she suddenly became extremely embarrassed.

"Brother Ruan, I've searched up and down the house, but there is no evidence."

There was desperation in Qiao Anru's tone.

If Song Xinyu knew that she had the evidence of her murder in her hands, that woman would definitely do everything she could to eradicate Cheng Mansion!

"What! Find, everyone will find me! ”

Cheng Beiruo's face was gloomy, and he roared, so frightened that the slaves and maids around him lowered their heads and left.

All the large and small courtyards in Cheng's mansion were spared, and they were all turned upside down.

It's just that the evidence in the guard's mouth seems to have disappeared out of thin air, and no one has found it.

Qiao Anru, who came out of the main courtyard, still looked anxious, raised his hand and touched the beads of sweat on his forehead, and whispered in Cheng Beiruo's ear, "Brother Ruo, this guard came with Shen Ling during the day, he must know where the evidence is, why don't we ......."

After that, he moved his wrist sharply with his eyes and made a "killing" posture.

Cheng Beiruo couldn't have thought of this, but the jade pendant with a glow on his waist made him afraid.

The people who moved the Jing Ritual must have become a year of opposition to the entire National Teacher's Mansion.

Such a big loss is not something he can afford.

"General Cheng, if it's okay, I'm going to go back to restore the princess and the national teacher."

The guard seemed to notice that the two were sneakily looking in his direction, and with disdain in his eyes, he spoke coldly.

"Let him go!"

Cheng Beiruo gritted his teeth and waved his hand.

The guard watched as the people around him gradually dispersed, and left with a meaningful look unhurriedly.

Night is falling.

Each little maid carries a candle in her hand, as small as the house of the people in the mansion and as big as the ancestral hall of the Cheng Mansion!

It was turned upside down again.

Cheng Beiruo was in the main hall, with a dark face, looking at the subordinates who came to report one by one.

Knowing that the last batch still shook their heads, the anger between their eyebrows couldn't be suppressed, and they raised their hands to break the tea bowl on the table!

Frightened, everyone in the room knelt and kowtowed.

Qiao Anru's face was also ugly, and she pursed her lips, "Brother Ruo, what should we do now, become a princess...... The means are not simple, either. ”

"I can only do what the slut said first, and spread the news."

Cheng Beiruo frowned tightly and pondered for a moment before speaking.

If you don't do what Shen Ling said, you will definitely be suppressed by Song Xinyu, and now if you find someone else to spread this matter among the people, maybe you can save yourself!

"Come on, tomorrow I will dress up in disguise, go to the ninth floor of the teahouse, and give me a big publicity about the princess of the current dynasty who killed the princess of the previous dynasty!"

Cheng Beiruo stroked his forehead and instructed the butler who was kneeling on the ground.

"Be sure to dress up in disguise! Don't let anyone know that you're from the General's Mansion. ”

After repeated instructions, Cheng Beiru pursed his lips with a headache and blasted out all the people on the ground.

……

Ayutthaya Tavern.

A storyteller was sitting upright on a high platform, and the board in his hand slapped heavily, and the audience stopped chattering.

"There is an incident that is spreading among the people today, do you know what it is?"

The storyteller stroked his beard, and said slowly with mystery in his eyes.

"Is what you're talking about about the princess of the previous dynasty?"

A man with a hat picked up a pot of wine and took the words, this person was the person arranged by Cheng Beiruo in the major taverns.

"That's right! It is the matter of Shen Ling, the princess of the previous dynasty. ”

The storyteller unhurriedly raised his hand and pointed at the man, excitement flashing in his eyes.

"It is said that the saint is kind-hearted, and raised the princess Shen Ling in the princess's brocade clothes and food until the day of adulthood......"

"What happened to the day of adulthood? Could it be that he was assassinated? ”

The man with a stack of beef on the table in the distance raised his eyes and asked in a loud voice.

The person sitting at this table is the "water army" that Shen Ling bought with money!

"That's right! It's an assassination. ”

The storyteller was not in a hurry, he gently touched the folding fan in his hand and continued, "The person who committed the assassination is our princess!" ”

As soon as these words came out, there was a sigh under the stage.

The two men who were in charge seemed to be telepathic, and spoke in unison, "This princess is really a poor person!" ”

The pandering voices in the crowd abounded, and for a while, Song Xinyu became the object of everyone's scolding.

Within a few days, folk rumors spread to the palace.

Song Xinyu only felt that he was walking in the garden, and there were always many pairs of eyes looking at him with strange eyes.

"Smack!"

A slap fell a maid's face, and bright red climbed up her cheeks, but the maid didn't dare to squeak.

Song Xinyu shook her reddened hand, and the anger in her eyes did not decrease, "Bold slave!" Dare to talk about the master behind his back! Drag me down and replay the thirty boards! ”

Under the sound of "begging for mercy", the maid was dragged down.

"Let's go, go find the concubine."

She looked coldly at the frightened subordinates around her, raised her legs and left.

Before he arrived in the courtyard, he saw his mother drinking tea in front of the stone table, and Song Xinyu's face wrinkled aggrievedly, "Mother, those subordinates are talking about her daughter wanting to kill Shen Ling's slut, and her daughter has no face to see people." ”

Seeing her daughter rushing towards her with an aggrieved face, Concubine Wan was a little distressed, and took Song Xinyu into her arms, stroked her hair, and said softly.

"How can my daughter let others criticize her! It's time for the people in the palace to take good control! ”

"Let's not be in a hurry, first lock the intelligence in the palace, and then find the source of news dissemination, I don't believe that we can't catch that cheap-mouthed!"

In the next few days, officers and soldiers were stationed in the major taverns, and whenever anyone discussed the matter, they would be dragged out and beaten violently.

On the originally quiet and peaceful streets, from time to time, several officers and soldiers could be seen beating passers-by.

This inevitably aroused more public indignation!