On the main street of the Imperial City, two carriages drove towards Du Mansion from different directions.
Du Luoling sat in the carriage, rubbed his sore wrists, looked tired, and sighed softly: "The weather is getting colder and colder. Modern times have air conditioning, so it shouldn't be too hard for the parents. Let's wait for my daughter... "
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew by, and a corner of the sedan curtain was blown open, bringing with it a ball of paper thrown from nowhere.
Du Luoling quickly held the ball of paper and slowly unfolded it.
【Don't go back to Du Mansion and wait for his order. 】
Du Luo Ling's originally lazy and casual figure immediately tensed up. She tore the note into pieces and put it into the stove. The light from the fire reflected the excitement on her face.
Your Majesty and Yun Yaoyao are preparing to attack the Du Mansion!
"Stop the sedan!"
Du Luoling's voice came from the sedan.
"Now that it's colder today, the people will suffer, and the burden on Your Majesty will be heavier. I really can't bear to have Your Majesty worry and worry while the people suffer from the cold!"
"From today on, I will not only help the people survive the cold winter in the imperial city during the day, but also stay in the Buddhist hall at night, copy Buddhist scriptures, and pray for His Majesty and the people of the world!"
The sedan chair turned around and headed towards Ciming Buddhist Hall in the capital.
At the same time, another sedan is about to arrive at Du Mansion.
In the sedan chair, Du Xi's son Du Huanshu was in a state of panic after hearing what the monk said today. At this time, he was still muttering: "The cycle of cause and effect in the world, sow sin and you will reap it." The disaster of death...the disaster of death...Rakshasa ghost..."
In front of his eyes, there seemed to be countless innocent people infected with the plague. They showed hatred on their faces, shed blood and tears, and rushed towards him.
Du Huanshu opened his eyes suddenly, a drop of cold sweat left on his forehead: "Stop the sedan!"
"There are so many evil people in the world, and a few of them have really suffered retribution. Maybe they are just bluffing..." Du Huanshu muttered in a daze. At this time, there were only a few dozen steps away from Du Mansion. He opened the curtain. I decided to get off the sedan chair and take a walk to enjoy the cold air to clear my head.
Unexpectedly, after walking only three steps, a person suddenly rushed out from the side of the road. He was smelling of alcohol and fell on Du Huanshu. After coughing at him several times, he spat all over him.
Du Huanshu got angry and wanted to kick someone, but the boy quickly stepped forward to pull him away and stopped him softly: "Master Xi, there are many eyes staring at Du Mansion at this critical moment. This man is a lowly drunkard and will not live long. I’ll take you into the house quickly to change your clothes!”
Du Huanshu had no choice but to endure his anger and turned around to return home.
After the people left, this "drunkard" actually raised his head, his eyes were clear and he was not even half drunk.
He patted the dust off his body, coughed at the top of his lungs, and gradually disappeared at the end of the street.
In the middle of the night, Du Huanshu suddenly suffered from a high fever. When the doctor came to see the doctor, he saw his symptoms and fearfully pointed out: It was a plague!
Everyone in Du Mansion who had come into contact with Du Huanshu was quarantined, and all their supplies and clothes were burned!
Suddenly, uneasiness and panic permeated the people of Du Mansion.
The next day, when the winter solstice arrives, the people congratulate each other and every household gathers together. The laughter and laughter dilute a lot of the cold weather.
After the winter solstice, a shocking news came.
A plague suddenly breaks out in a large area of West Street in Beijing. Seventy-eight out of ten people infected will not survive for three days. The situation is serious and difficult to control!
His Majesty was furious and sent a large number of people to West Street to control the epidemic and isolate those infected. The imperial physician in the palace personally led the people to treat them and summoned famous doctors from all over the world to treat the epidemic!
For a time, everyone in the entire capital was in danger and had to cover their mouths and noses when going out for fear of contracting the plague.
At the same time, rumors about the plague were quietly spreading.
"Have you heard? Another group of people died on the West Street side. They were taken to the suburbs and burned overnight. I heard that the fire was soaring into the sky and the smell of burnt corpses could be smelled three miles away!"
"Hey, when did this plague end? Things were fine here on East Street. There were a few cases in the past few days, and they were soon discovered by Du Shangshu. But my nephew's family lives on West Street, and now West Street is under attack by the soldiers. Guard, I don’t know what happened to him..."
"You guys think, why is this plague only rampant in the West Street? Logically speaking, the goddess Miao Fei's coming to earth is a great blessing for Yan Chi. If the plague is going to be rampant, it should be in the East Street where the Queen is not around!"
"I heard a rumor about Concubine Miao and the plague..."
Everyone's eyes fell on the man who knew the gossip.
The man looked around Xizhou and said mysteriously in a low voice: "Miao Fei, she is not the real Furui at all!"
"Ah?!" Everyone was shocked.
The man continued: "When Yun Mansion gave birth to two girls at the same time, the Imperial Master passed by and said that one of the girls was the Great Furui. Later, one girl was smart and the other was stupid. As the world said, the smart second Miss Yun was Furui! "
"But this stupid Miss Yun got a great opportunity when she committed regicide at the palace banquet! That day happened to be the day of the ninth reincarnation of Daji, the witch who had caused disaster to the country in the Shang Dynasty. Daji took the opportunity to resurrect into Miss Yun's body. I confused Your Majesty and took away Miss Yun Er’s luck and fortune!”
"Otherwise, if you think about it, Miss Yun's temperament has changed drastically since that day. Not only did she confuse the iron-blooded Majesty into a devoted person, but she also first destroyed the Yun family, then removed several ministers one after another, and even promoted her to a daughter. The wind caused great chaos and unrest in the country!"
Someone couldn't help but interrupt: "But aren't the traitors to be eradicated? Promoting the style of women's independence is also useful to the country..."
"History is written by the victors. How do you know whether it is a real traitor or a fake one?! Nu Li's behavior can only destroy Yan Chili's happiness!" The man snorted coldly, "Now, this witch is causing trouble to the country. He has caused too much chaos and has attracted divine punishment. Heaven is warning the world that if we don’t get rid of this evil girl, Yan Chi will die!”
Everyone was shocked!
Rumors like this are still going on in various places in the capital.
In just one day, the rumor that Concubine Miao was a witch who brought disaster to the country spread throughout the capital.
When the rumors first started, many people were still arguing about Concubine Miao. When the rumors were prevalent, the arguments became much less frequent. When the rumors completely spread through the streets, the people's positions completely changed!
Some ordinary people who spread rumors for the second time may have no intention or direction, but the listeners have intentions. Everyone around them is spreading the rumor. If the rumors spread, people will easily lose their rationality and follow the herd blindly.
No matter how glorious and great the image established before, it can be shattered to pieces in an instant.
This is the power of rumors.
Gradually, the common people and beggars on West Street stopped cooperating. Even in the imperial city, a group of radicals began to gather to make trouble, asking the emperor to kill the troubled concubine!
The Du family has made a lot of money. Not only has its reputation among the people greatly increased, but there are many people who support Concubine Ling as the queen. There are also many officials in the court who are watching to defect to the Du Party.
For a time, the Du family was so prosperous!
Soon, a heavy snowfall covered the entire capital city in silvery white, which also temporarily silenced the noisy capital city.
It has been snowing heavily for half a month, and the snow on the road is up to my knees.
There were icicles hanging under the eaves of every house, and it was freezing cold.
If you want to go out, you not only have to wrap yourself in a rice dumpling, but you also have to pay attention to the ice picks hanging under the eaves.
Fortunately, during this cold winter, there was a good talk about "saving the people through the winter in order to compete for the throne". All parties made efforts, especially the Du government who spent a lot of money and efforts, but no one died due to the cold winter.
Lin Mansion.
Yun Yaoyao waved her hand, and the stones flew towards the eaves in all directions, hitting the ice pick accurately. The ice pick shattered and fell to the ground.
Yun Yaoyao stopped her hands in satisfaction, lightly folded her fox fur coat, and looked at the snow-white sky.
Tu Shanjin, the demon concubine who brought disaster to the country, also stood quietly beside Yun Yaoyao, looking at the scene in front of her with her.
At this moment, the sky and the earth are all pure white, with snowflakes flying, as if everything has been pressed on the slow button, making people feel comfortable and peaceful.
Except for a certain urgent secret letter.
Long Shadow Guard respectfully presented it: "Your Majesty, it belongs to Concubine Ling again."
Yun Yaoyao could guess the content of the letter without reading it.
During this period, Du Luoling sent her letters almost every day to urge her to overthrow the Du family.
Day 1: 【Miao Fei, when do you plan to take action? I'm better prepared. You don’t know how hard it has been for me during this period. I shouldn’t have used the excuse of copying Buddhist scriptures in the first place. I worked very hard outside during the day and acted, and at night I had to go back to the Buddhist hall to copy Buddhist scriptures. You and your majesty should get rid of Du Dang as soon as possible (little Dog worships and prays gif.)... blah blah blah...】
The second day: 【Concubine Miao, the people are now calling you the evil concubine who has brought harm to the country. Public opinion has changed drastically. It turns out that it is the fault of the Du family. They have been fooled and put on the brakes! Also, I’m so tired from copying scriptures... blah blah blah...】
Day 3: 【Someone from the Du family dared to call me Queen in private today. They are so brave! Conquer the house and kill the nine tribes! Everyone is responsible for bringing down the Du family! Concubine Miao, just let me know when you want to do it, there will be a loud sound in the sky, and the old slave will make his debut! ...】
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Day 7: 【When to start? 】
Day 10: 【When? 】
Day 15: 【What? 】
Yun Yaoyao laughed and slowly opened today's letter. On the paper, the other party silently put a question mark.
［？］
Tu Shanjin glanced at the question mark on the letter and said: "Qin Tianjian predicts that the heavy snow will stop tonight and will clear up tomorrow. The cold winter has passed, and the battle for the next position has also come to an end."
Yun Yaoyao nodded, and with a swipe of her pen, she replied to the letter in large Chinese characters with flying dragons and phoenixes.
Tian, Liang, Wang, Po!
