Chapter 281 What does it mean?
Changxin Palace.
The eldest princess, who was sitting in the corridor and pounding rose petals, suddenly looked up at the palace maid who was striking the chimes in the courtyard and shouted in an irritated tone.
"You! Stop knocking!"
The palace maid stopped immediately, hung up the hammer, bowed and retreated.
The eldest princess continued to pound the flower petals and gave instructions in a low voice with an expressionless face.
"Go on reading."
Although the maid Lanxiang looked embarrassed, she had no choice but to obey the order.
"No, no more discipline, the heart of a wolf and a tiger, even worse, from now on, the patriots of the country will hide in Northern Qi. Li, Li Yunrui is a false evil, stupid and cunning, no longer has the grace of the country, and sells out the loyal patriots to Northern Qi..."
After reading this, Lanxiang could no longer read. She dropped the paper in her hand and said angrily and aggrievedly.
"Your Highness, the following words are getting even more unpleasant!"
The eldest princess did not insist any more and asked softly without raising her head.
"Where did it come from?"
Lanxiang replied with a gloomy expression.
"These are scattered all over Kyoto. Almost everyone has seen them now. Many people... are skeptical!"
Upon hearing this, the princess clenched the pestle tightly, then returned to normal and pretended to be calm as she pinched some petals and put them into the jar.
"Who spread it?"
Lanxiang shook her head.
"No trace found."
The eldest princess smiled inexplicably.
"Ha, that's interesting. They're trying to force me to death with public opinion."
As he spoke, the smile on his face suddenly turned cold and disappeared, his eyes flashed with coldness, and his hands mechanically pounded the petals.
Lanxiang hesitated and said.
"It doesn't matter what other people think. What matters most is what Your Majesty thinks."
As soon as she finished speaking, the eldest princess stopped pounding the petals, raised her head slightly, and had an expressionless face, no one knew what she was thinking about.
……
Royal study room.
Emperor Qing sat beside the imperial couch, looking calmly at the contents of a stack of flyers he had collected from the street, and made a casual comment.
"That's a pretty sharp curse!"
Emperor Qing asked softly after opening the first page and looking down.
"Who wrote it? How many people have read it?"
Chen Pingping, who was sitting not far in front of him, nodded when he heard this.
"I'm afraid everyone has seen it. Now, people are talking about the affair between the eldest princess and Zhuang Mohan."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Qing lost interest in reading any further. He slammed Zhou Zhong's stack of papers on the table beside him with a little force. His tone was not harsh and although he was not angry, he was obviously not very happy.
"Nonsense!"
Seeing Emperor Qing lowering his head, wondering what he was thinking, Chen Pingping leaned forward slightly and asked.
"Your Majesty, is it true that the princess betrayed Yan Bingyun?"
Emperor Qing raised his eyes to look at him, hissed, and pointed with his finger.
"You come to ask me? Then what is the purpose of your Overwatch Council?"
Chen Pingping nodded, sat back, and asked in a deep voice.
"Do you need to investigate further?"
Emperor Qing's tone was very calm.
"This matter has caused a lot of uproar, and there must be a result to explain it."
Chen Pingping raised his head.
"Your Majesty, do you want results, or..."
He leaned forward again and looked at Emperor Qing.
"the truth?"
Emperor Qing hissed again, narrowed his eyes, and pointed his finger at him.
"If you say that, I can punish you for your disrespect!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Pingping immediately sat up straight and bowed his hands to apologize.
"I accept death!"
Emperor Qing rolled his eyes and waved his sleeves in annoyance.
"It's up to you whether you want to live or die, get down!"
Chen Pingping nodded without saying anything. Eunuch Hou immediately stepped forward and pushed Chen Pingping out of the imperial study.
After he left, Emperor Qing glanced at the table, reached out and picked up the stack of papers and started reading again...
……
Supervisory Council, meeting room.
Yan Ruohai, a host from the fourth quarter who was sitting quietly in the audience, called out to Zhu Ge, a host who was passing by with his sleeves tucked in.
"Master Zhu!"
Zhuge was stunned when he heard this, and stopped to look at him.
Yan Ruohai stood up and walked in front of him, took out a piece of paper he got from the street from his sleeve, and waved it in front of Zhu Ge.
"Have you seen this?"
Zhu Ge showed a puzzled look on his face. He pulled his hands out from his wide sleeves, took the paper and started reading it. His eyes widened as he read on.
Suddenly putting down the paper, Zhu Ge looked at Yan Ruohai in shock.
"The eldest princess colluded with Northern Qi, and Bingyun was betrayed by her?!"
Yan Ruohai stood sideways with an expressionless face. He didn't look at him or say anything when he heard the words. It was not that he didn't want to answer, but that he couldn't answer.
Zhuge looked a little embarrassed. He realized that his question was unnecessary. He glanced at the paper again and waved it in front of him.
"Where did this thing come from?"
Yan Ruohai can answer this question.
“They’re all over the streets!”
Zhuge asked almost gritting his teeth.
"Who sent it?"
Yan Ruohai could also answer this, but he just raised his head slightly.
"God knows!"
Zhuge didn't know what to ask or say.
Yan Ruohai leaned towards him and said in a deep voice.
"Let me make it clear first. If my son is captured because of a breach of confidentiality, I will have nothing to say. But if someone in the court is really behind this, I will never let it go!"
"..."
That's right, and it should be so, but you said it to the wrong person, right? Was it intentional or unintentional?
Zhuge, who was alert, asked directly.
"Why didn't you tell the dean?" Yan Ruohai rolled his eyes and took a few steps forward.
"I don't trust him! Not many people know that Bingyun is in Northern Qi."
Zhuge narrowed his eyes when he heard this, as this statement was incomprehensible.
"Do you suspect that the dean betrayed Bingyun?"
Yan Ruohai said with his back turned to him.
"He wants to promote Fan Xian. Among the younger generation, my son is Fan Xian's biggest rival!"
Although this is the case, it is too far-fetched to categorically doubt the absolute leader of the Supervisory Yuan based on this one point!
But... considering this guy's recent behavior and some outrageous remarks, it makes sense for him to think this way.
Hiss~Is this true or false?
Zhu Ge looked at Yan Ruohai's back in silence, somewhat doubtful.
Yan Ruohai seemed to sense that Zhu Ge behind him was suspicious. He rolled his eyes and turned decisively to face him and said.
"If you have any news, let's share it with each other!"
After saying that, he turned around and left.
Zhuge stared at his shadow for a long time, and only looked away when it completely disappeared.
He subconsciously raised his hand and glanced at the paper in his hand, and his thoughts were instantly brought back to reality.
After taking another closer look at the contents, Zhuge's face suddenly showed an expression of anger and helplessness!
"oops!"
As he said this, he crumpled the papers in his hand into a ball, his eyes full of anxiety and helplessness!
……
Fan Mansion.
Fan Xian was in an extremely happy mood, jumping around happily in the front hall of his courtyard, and scattering flyers everywhere for fun.
"Hahaha, things have gotten out of hand, let's see how Li Yunrui ends up!"
Wuzhu sat quietly on a step in the middle and "watched".
“La, la la la, la~”
Fan Xian, who was singing and jumping in front of Wu Zhu, stopped, looked at him and smiled.
"Uncle, it's lucky you're here. If it were someone else, no one would be able to spread this stuff all over the city without being discovered. That's awesome!"
While praising, he also distributed flyers in his hands.
Wu Zhu raised his head slightly.
"Does this work?"
"It works!"
Fan Xian squatted down in front of him.
"People's rumors are scary, uncle. Besides, this is true. Li Yunrui can't stand the investigation! Haha!"
After laughing twice, Fan Xian asked Wu Zhu mysteriously with a smile.
"Hey uncle, do you know what the best part of this method is?"
"do not know."
"Want to know?"
"Do not want to."
"..."
After being controlled for a few seconds, Fan Xian quickly adjusted himself. He stood up and spoke loudly with a smile.
"Very good, since you asked sincerely, then I will be merciful and tell you!"
As he spoke, Fan Xian scattered the remaining flyers in his hand all over the sky, then took a few steps with an opera-like posture.
"The best thing about this method is that no one can find out that it was me who did it! I can stay out of it and watch the show in peace! Wow..."
Just as he uttered a word, a bell rang from the front porch.
“Dangdangdang~.”
Fan Xian's expression froze, and he stared blankly towards the front porch. Just as he was wondering what the noise was, he suddenly heard something else.
"It's me, Chen Pingping!"
"..."
……
A moment later, Fan Xian pushed Chen Pingping's wheelchair from the front porch into the front hall.
"Why are you here?"
Chen Pingping looked around, smiled and replied softly.
"Come and see you."
When Fan Xian saw his movements, he subconsciously looked around and was relieved when he confirmed that Uncle Wu Zhu had left.
After pushing Chen Pingping to the patio, he stopped, let go of his hand and walked to Chen Pingping's side. Seeing that he was still looking for something, he spoke.
"What are you looking at?"
Upon hearing this, Chen Pingping glanced at him, continued to search around, and asked casually.
"Wuzhu isn't here?"
"..."
Fan Xian looked around and changed the subject.
"What do you want from me?"
Chen Pingping smiled and turned his gaze towards him.
Fan Xian felt a little guilty. He touched his nose and didn't dare to look him in the eye.
Chen Pingping looked him up and down with a smile on his face, then took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to him.
Fan Xian took it with his head down, bewilderedly, opened it and took a look, a look of sudden realization appeared on his face, and he smiled at Chen Pingping.
"Ah, this one, I've seen it before."
As he said this, he stood up and walked around the sunken patio towards the position opposite Chen Pingping, speaking at the same time.
"It's really hard to imagine, Princess, how could you have an affair with such an old man."
As soon as he finished speaking, he walked to the position, bent down, picked up the ladle from the bucket, scooped a ladle of water and poured it into the water inlet of Qushui Liushang.
Chen Pingping leaned back in his chair and looked at him and smiled.
"You did this."
Fan Xian replied without even thinking.
"Hey, there is no evidence, you can't just say that."
"What you have in your hand is the proof!"
Upon hearing this, Fan Xian paused in his watering action, was stunned for a moment, then looked down at the piece of paper in his left hand, a puzzled look on his face.
Holding up the paper, Fan Xian looked at Chen Pingping in confusion and asked.
"This? Evidence? What do you mean?"
The time goes back to half an hour ago.
At that time, Chen Pingping had not entered the palace yet. He sat on the couch in his office and handed a stack of papers to Xuan Jiu.
"This stuff has just been spread all over the city. I sent someone to get a few copies. Check it out."
……
Chapter 2 A little later
(End of this chapter)
