Gave up a Zhang family and came to a palace, Yang Zhifu only felt that it was another village, thinking that Yongjiu Ye wanted to marry a concubine to his proud son, he was still a little reluctant, after all, the Yong family had only one royal relative at that time, and he had no power at all.

Especially when she learned that Mrs. Yang, the concubine's mother-in-law, had recently fallen out of favor and become an aunt who could not leave the house, her wife was still in the house for a while with remorse.

Right now

Earned, earned.

"Lord Yang, this princess heard that there were suddenly rumors in the city that they were not good for the palace and the prince, and the bad words hurt people and the June cold."

Governor Yang immediately stated that he would let the rumors disappear as soon as possible.

Yan Mu'an said again: "I heard that there is a Chengwen Temple in the city, if anyone feels that they have suffered unfair treatment and go to the temple to cry, they can get the protection of the people in the city and those students, I don't know if it's true?" ”

Yang Zhifu sighed in his heart, could it be that Zhang Yuanwai wanted to repeat his old tricks, and his previous term also urged the arrears of food, just because the surnamed Zhang went to Chengwen Temple to cry, and the matter was over.

"Xia Guan will not let him appear in the Chengwen Temple."

Yan Mu'an's smile didn't reach the bottom of his eyes, "Lord Yang, this is not right, where can you stop people, he likes to cry in front of those tablets, you can also arrange for people to come to that tablet to reason." ”

"In order to maintain the stability of the people, how much blood, tears and money has been paid behind this, the land belongs to the imperial court, and it is necessary to pay taxes, how can you not pay taxes?"

"A family wears gold and silver, and a meal eats up the expenses of ordinary people for a year, what kind of face do you have to cry in front of those sages, if you can still get shelter in this way, it can be seen that those tablets in the Chengwen Temple are just people who sell their reputations, and it is not a pity to smash the tablets and burn the seedlings, it is best to even the two schools in the city should be demolished together, and the students who are taught do not even have the ability to distinguish between right and wrong, so what is the use?"

"This princess will help you in this matter."

At this moment, Governor Yang was in a cold sweat, this princess was ruthless, smashing other people's tablets and burning other people's temples, and she wanted to kill all those students, she really had no fear at all.

How did the two schools offend her?

Yang Zhifu, who came out of the palace, was even more motivated, and for him, since Zhang Yuanwai and others had already offended, they should offend people to the end, and they should be trampled into the mud to save trouble in the future.

The next day, the government arrested people in the city on the grounds of losing a batch of official silver, teahouses, restaurants, streets and alleys, but all those who slandered the palace and Yan Mu'an with the loudest voice were suspected of stealing official silver, and they must be brought back for strict interrogation, but those bad remarks in the city were replaced by the lost official silver for half a day.

"Even the official silver dares to steal, and the thieves of these years are becoming more and more arrogant."

"Who knows if it's true?"

"Ouch, why haven't you seen those tax payers come out today?"

Everyone started talking again, and some people felt that the yamen was reasonable, and that the tax and grain should be paid, and it could not be said that you would not pay the tax if you helped the people.

Some people say that the Zhang family is benevolent and righteous, better than the imperial court, at least he saved the people with integrity.

Knowing that the person who was released to create public opinion was arrested, Zhang Yuanwai couldn't lie down anymore while lying on the bed, so he stood up and summoned the gentry like Yongcheng and him, and they wanted to go to Chengwen Temple collectively to cry.

"All the people have been arranged, there must be no mistakes this time, and those students must also be told in place, say what they should say, and write what they should write."

Mrs. Zhang felt that his step was too dangerous, "We can't afford to offend the palace, why don't we just pay tens of thousands of catties of grain, and it's not that we don't have it, right?" ”

"Deliver?"

Zhang Yuanwai snorted coldly, "Today is to ask us to make up the grain tax, Ming'er has other reasons for us to donate grain, as well as other land under our name, if the palace has the heart to check, it is impossible not to find out, and then let us make up together, that is to ask for the old life." ”

"If you don't let this thing stop, there will be endless troubles."

"And going to Chengwen Temple is just a trick, the real one is still to come."

His people have already set off, tomorrow, tomorrow, will definitely make the demon girl in the palace ruined, and let the invincible prince fall into the quagmire!

Mrs. Zhang's heart is up and down, in her opinion, it is just a tax payment, and the grain in the name of the Zhang family is piled up, even if she sends some of it out, it can only ensure its safety, it is enough.

If you go against the imperial court, there will be no good end.

But Zhang Yuanwai didn't listen to what Mrs. Zhang said at all, and the new officials they had forced earlier did not dare to speak, so it can be said that they had never lost in the struggle with the Yamen over the years.

"You don't need to worry about what a woman knows."

Mrs. Zhang could only sigh and go out to the small Buddha hall, hoping that the Bodhisattva would bless them to pass this hurdle.

In the evening of the same day, with the departure of the last pilgrim, the door of Puji Temple slowly closed, the person who closed the door was just about to turn around and the door was knocked again, seeing that the person who came was Zhang's family, he hurriedly opened the door and welcomed the person in, the presiding monk sat cross-legged on the futon, and there was a trace of oil on the corner of his mouth. ”

"There's a big deal."

The person who came explained the matter in detail, tomorrow the temple happened to hold a prayer party, praying for a smooth autumn harvest, there were many pilgrims who came at that time, the big monk only had to do a play, and then said that the demon star came to Yongcheng, the identity is unspeakable, but it can make the people of Yongcheng boring, and there are naturally people among the pilgrims who guide people to Yong'an Wangfu to think, and then give the princess the name of the demon star, and then artificially create a few things, and confirm the identity of the demon star.

For the great monk, this is a trivial matter, and he immediately guarantees that it will be successfully completed, and the person who comes will go back to restore his life and leave in a hurry.

The great monk who turned back was about to go to him to hide and roast the chicken, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw a masked man sitting on his futon, and as soon as he opened his mouth, something was flicked into his mouth, and then swallowed.

Subconsciously go to the throat, but it's too late, "Who are you and what are you going to do." ”

Ning Suo smiled lightly, and slapped a palm on the chest of the great monk, and the great monk immediately spit out a mouthful of black blood, and then heard the inexplicable humanity that hit him: "Seven Days Soul Breaking Pill, how does it taste?" ”

The name of the medicine is Ning Suo said casually, the pill that was fed was made by someone at random, it belongs to the kind of skin and face, you can feel the huge toxicity when you take it, but it can't kill people at all, after all, they are still in the early stage of entrepreneurship, and they haven't recruited a big guy who can make drugs.

But the great monk didn't know, at this moment, he felt that his abdomen was burning badly, his internal organs were spasms, and he felt that he was poisoned, "What do you want to do?" ”

"Master wants you to be obedient."

Ning Suo looked at him condescendingly, "Do what the master says tomorrow, or you will die of rotten intestines, and the gods will not be able to save you." ”

Sure enough, it was easy to follow these crooked ways, and Ning Suo was deeply fascinated by them. (End of chapter)

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