Having said that, the young man's ability to tell right from wrong and confuse the situation is truly unmatched, at least in the capital, where the crouching tiger hides a dragon, the young man is ranked second, and no one dares to be number one.After all, back then, he was able to hold a god with empty words and no evidence to surpass the head of the emperor. This kind of thieves and thugs were directly beyond the reach of everyone, so the number one person who spread rumors was none other than the little father-in-law.

The Holy Majesty certainly forgave him the sin of spreading rumors back then, but now Zhu Jiuci finally understands what it means to suffer for himself and what it means to lift a rock to shoot himself in the foot. The immortals who were held in high esteem had long been conferred the title of General of the Northern Guo State to show great ambitions in the southern border, but he, the person behind the scenes, was easily picked up, and the Holy One poked his spine and said, "Young Lord is really a good teller."

"It's a pity that Yan Ning doesn't go out to practice her talent."

"How about this, I allow you to leave the palace! It's very simple, just suppress the rumors about Xishi!"

Zhu Jiuci shed two lines of tears, thanking Dade for receiving the token to leave the palace.Abducting Ah Nian and walking to the street, the master and the servant were sweating profusely from wandering for two days, and finally cleared up the rumors that had spread in the alleys and alleys of the capital recently.It was nothing more than the war in the south, the South Guo State raided several cities, a certain general of the North Guo State was seriously injured, the vitality of the North was seriously injured, and the day of the country's downfall is not long, etc.

Zhu Jiuci will not believe it. Judging from the first-hand information peeked by the Holy One, Shifang and the gang are pure nonsense, but they are just relying on their own pale imagination to put colorful brains on the enemy's sword , and then added oil and vinegar to deify the enemy, and finally came to the conclusion that people and gods cannot fight, and they must lose in battle, so the mother, uncle, grandpa, grandson and grandson who went out to buy soybean milk fell in all directions. People in the capital were panicked.

The power of the common people is naturally more influential than those two officials who fled in packs. The disturbance of the hearts of the people by those two officials at most made the people feel sorry for themselves for a while, lamented to the sky for a long time, and then went home to cook. After all, not everyone Like officials, they can escape if they want to.

But now the rumors have identified the weakness of the common people, and they directly opened the wounds and sprinkled salt, insisting on shouting: Your general is dead, the enemy is charging up again!

After all, the northern and southern battlefields are thousands of miles away, and no one can go forward to distinguish the truth from the falsehood. The rumors are getting more and more true.

Zhu Jiuci sighed, and sat down next to the old threshold of the teahouse: "It's really bad!"

Anian was so hot that he fanned the wind, and comforted him from the side: "Didn't your majesty let you have the courage to do it, at worst, you will fight to the death with them."

Zhu Jiuci let out a snort, but the Holy Majesty spoke lightly that day, he was happily sitting in the dragon chair pinching the copper plate, it was really calm, as if he was asked to go to the neighbor's place to find an iron pot and come back. But this is not looking for an iron pot to come back, it is clear that Zhu Jiuci made a scapegoat for himself!

If you recite it well, you will be famous forever, but if you don't recite it well, you will be notorious.

Zhu Jiuci raised his hand to block the sun, and a shadow fell on his face.He watched the people hurrying in the streets and alleys wandering away in panic, and occasionally three or two people stood at the corner of the street and whispered to each other, and then left with more painful eyes.

If it is an ordinary rumor, it is not difficult to contain it.But now it is obvious that someone is manipulating it behind the scenes, and Anian can figure it out with his toes. It is the secret work of the South Guo State that has infiltrated the capital and caused a lot of trouble.

Although this behavior is despicable and not beneficial, and it will not have any impact on the main forces on the North and South battlefields, it is like a rat droppings mixed into a soup pot. As long as it exists, it is an eyesore, and it must be dealt with. !

But if they really go to war to fight with them, they will fall into the enemy's trap again, and they will successfully divert the emperor's attention to the little one.According to the words of the common people, it would be a waste of money not to use it on the cutting edge. Similarly, it would be a waste of the emperor's energy not to spend on the Civil War and national affairs.

Fortunately, Zhu Jiuci's top pot came out.

Sitting on a street corner basking in the sun now.

To deal with rumors, he actually has plans.Now he is slow to move, but he is sad in his heart.

Sad for Pei Heng.

At the moment when the envoy of the South Guo State drove straight into the capital with the letter of war, this unsung hero who had fought for peace between the North and the South for 20 years had already been reduced to an abandoned son.

But now, the rumors are rampant, and they actually picked up the abandoned child again, and cruelly skinned it to use it again.

——The end of the rumors is the endless abuse of the people against the hostile country.

In fact, these compatriots from the South Guo State took the lead in scolding him behind the scenes. The harder the scolding, the faster the rumors spread, and the more chaotic the capital became, thus distracting the attention of the nobles on the Kowloon throne.

Zhu Jiuci looked indifferently at the white paper scattered all over the sky, and teams of officials and guards were sweating profusely collecting waste paper and driving the people home.

Under his sleeves, he clenched his fists unconsciously, and his long black eyelashes cast a shadow under his eyes. He lowered his eyes, and his long eyelashes fluttered slightly.

"Young master is really capable of running out of the palace?" Jiang Chengzi turned the compass and appeared, leaning on his gown and sitting next to Zhu Jiuci.

"Yo, wipe your tears?"

"No."

"Also said no, Anian nodded."

Zhu Jiu resigned and knocked Anian on the head, and the latter jumped and ran away, flying up to the eaves, revealing half of his furry head.

"The sun hurts people's eyes." Zhu Jiuci withdrew his gaze.

Jiang Chengzi nodded: "It's really dazzling."

Zhu Jiuci patted Hui to stand up, and stretched his waist towards the eaves of the dilapidated teahouse: "Forget it, I will fight with you."

If you don't protect Pei Heng, then I will.

Soon, new rumors spread from the major wine shops and gambling houses in the capital, and the offensive was swift and unstoppable, almost sweeping across the capital in an instant like a tidal wave.The previous three or two sentences about the decline of the Northern Guo State seemed to be clam shells patted on the beach, which could not withstand scrutiny and would break at the touch of a finger.

"It is said that the Duke of the country swung the scimitar, and General Wu Yi's head fell off. When it rolled into the dust, his eyes were still blinking."

—— Huo Yu's urgent letter, Tongguling on the fifth day of the month, I wish the general beheaded.

"It was too late and then too soon, the light and shadow of the long sword was gorgeous, as graceful as a frightened bird, as graceful as a swimming dragon, the southern thief only had time to see the ink hair passing by, falling into the dirt and dust, and when he closed his eyes, his eyes were stained red with blood , I saw a bright red, the man turned around, and his face was astonishing, it was beautiful and picturesque."

——Jiang Feixin, at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, Qu Jiangsheng.

"The most bizarre thing is the mysterious and invisible person in the Duke's military tent. It is said that the saint came in a dream one day when he was taking a nap. It was said that he was the general of the Jade Emperor who smashed the glazed glass of the emperor. Aquarius was sent down to the mortal world, and he could not go back until the one in the sky dissipated."

"It's also a coincidence. The North-South War in the mortal world is naturally difficult for the gods to pick flowers. This god has not touched a knife for a long time, and his hands are really itchy, so he recommended himself to the Duke's tent and secretly took the position of military adviser."

The people's interest was high, and the restaurants and teahouses were full, especially the Zuixianlou, where the thin paper appeared for the first time, was the most lively.

Zhu Jiuci stood under the peach tree and raised his head, looking through the branches to see the lively and arguing figures inside the carved window sash on the second floor.

The so-called gossip, the one who spreads the most wins.

But if you want to spread rumors, the number is not too many, you only care about a clever word.

Hidden a piece or two of tissue paper in the most trouble-prone place, on a warm sunny afternoon, some vagrant with nothing to do, dug it out, and presented it to the public like a treasure, coupled with his eagerness to take this opportunity Heart to prove he's more than worthless, trumpeting the shocking secret he was the first to discover.Then three or two pieces of thin paper were discovered, sparks were lit from east to west, north to south, and when the wind came, the flames closed and shot up into the sky, unstoppable.

The rumors raised by Zhu Jiuci are half based on the real battle situation, half true and half false, which makes people feel like a cloud in the fog. Instantly vanished.

This time the rumors were overwhelmingly successful, and the secret agents of Nanguo State disappeared temporarily.Hence, Zhu Jiuci, who had been wandering outside the palace for more than [-] days, had to calm down and return to the palace.

He reluctantly went to the Duke's Mansion again, and spent half a day on the Xiyuan swing before going back.Before leaving, he accidentally found the wooden hairpin that Liang Zhaoge had hidden under another glazed lamp.

Zhu Jiuci couldn't help but laugh, this person is really a child at heart.No wonder he couldn't find the hairpin that Pei Heng gave him everywhere, so it was hidden here.Zhu Jiuci randomly inserted the hairpin on his head, and obediently returned to the palace.

Lying down on the luxurious soft couch in Langxiu Palace again, Zhu Jiuci only felt that the world seemed like an illusion.

A few days ago, the people's curses were still ringing in his ears, reminding him of the time when he and Liang Zhaoge were alone and surrounded by everyone.

It is true that all words make money.

At the beginning, he barely resisted by relying on the name of the young master and the majesty of the Duke's mansion, but Pei Heng was alone in a foreign country and was accused by thousands of people. The hardships during the period were beyond anyone's imagination.

Zhu Jiuci closed his eyes, frowning in worry.

These days he wantonly indulged in rumors, even though he had obtained the permission of the sage, and for the sake of the people of the country, but in the end he was deceiving others, and his heart was not at ease.

Xu Shi did too many bad things, and the nightmare hit that night.

The dream was cold, and the cold wind blew straight into the neckline.

He watched the raindrops falling from the distant sky, hitting his face coldly, then slipping into his temples and dark hair, dripping coldly all the way down.

The gray rain in the dream never seemed to stop. He remembered the day when the servants wore coir raincoats and entered the garden. It also fell all night, and now it's raining again, and silk threads fall from the sky, just like splashing people's clothes, which is annoying.

Zhu Jiuci closed his eyes and endured the rain hitting his face.

He was lying in Liang Zhaoge's arms.

The arms holding him were trembling, as if extremely terrified, Zhu Jiuci didn't know what he was afraid of, he moved his body and wanted to grab his sleeve, but his body seemed to be stabbed, and all his strength poured out, He was too weak to lift his fingertips.

"Zhao..." The voice was so ugly that it sounded like a broken gong, and it was hoarse and unable to make a sound.

Liang Zhaoge lowered his head in panic, and hugged him tightly, carefully protecting him in his arms.

Zhu Jiuci was lifted up slightly by this movement, and only then did he see clearly that the two of them were in the middle of the long street, where Liang Zhaoge was kneeling in the rain on the busy busy street in the past. , holding him lying on his back in his arms.

There is no one around, the wooden windows along the street are open and crumbling, the door panels are rotten and soaked in the rain, and the corners of the cornices are almost rotten, exuding a disgusting smell.

"Little Grandpa..."

"This is... what's wrong?" Zhu Jiuci asked with difficulty.

Liang Zhaoge was almost as pleasantly surprised as he came out of a desperate situation, and a rare brilliance burst into his eyes: "Young master feels better!"

Zhu Jiuci was distressed by the panic in his eyes, and before he could speak, Liang Zhaoge began to mutter to himself: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I can always find a doctor for my little father-in-law."

"Little Grandpa doesn't hurt anymore, it doesn't hurt anymore, Zhaoge blows lightly and it doesn't hurt anymore."

Zhu Jiuci looked at him leaning over, and the warm cool breeze caressed his ears.

"It doesn't hurt... anymore." Zhu Jiuci said with difficulty.

Liang Zhaoge cried around him, tears fell from his eyes, slipped into the collar against Zhu Jiuci's cheek, and soaked the clothes in an instant.

Zhu Jiuci coughed, and before he could turn his head, the bright red snow foam coughed on Liang Zhaoge's fair face, and splashed the neck with spots of winter plums in the snow.

"No! The little prince is fine!" Liang Zhaoge panicked and hugged him frantically. The rain fell from the sides of the two of them and splashed into the surrounding mud.

Zhu Jiuci was so hugged by him that he couldn't breathe, and there seemed to be blood clots in his lungs.He quietly suppressed his cough and rested his chin on Liang Zhaoge's shoulder.

In the distance, the sound of horseshoes sounded.

Neat, roaring, army-like.

He looked over Liang Zhaoge's shoulder. At the end of the spacious downtown street, the rain was trampled into mist, and a cold-blooded team appeared.

In the endless smog, the first thing that appeared was the flag fluttering high. Zhu Jiuci had never seen it before, but he recognized the Nan character.

Immediately afterwards was the general wearing red feathers, who was so arrogant and condescending, holding a long knife in his hand, declaring his fierceness in the hazy sky.The sound of the majestic horseshoes was getting closer, and the mist could no longer cover up the danger in the distance. Tens of thousands of war horses were galloping towards them!

Liang Zhaoge looked back after hearing the sound, there was neither sadness nor joy in his eyes, only the death of despair.

The lead horse stopped next to the two of them with a snort, and the horse's hoof splashed mud, Liang Zhaoge blocked it for him.

Zhu Jiuci tried his best to look up, but the rain suddenly fell heavily, making his eyes hurt and he couldn't see anything clearly.

Indistinctly, the proud man got off his horse and leaned over to approach him.Zhu Jiuci suddenly trembled uncontrollably, and his body was gripped by the remaining sadness of the little father-in-law. He roared out heart-piercingly, his voice shattered into dross, and endless regret and pain instantly engulfed him, endless regret Severely tearing his heart apart, Zhu Jiuci spat out a mouthful of blood, and the world fell into darkness.

Darkness without pain, without feeling.

My whole body felt light, as if I had escaped from the suffering body, and suddenly burst out a kind of unreasonable happiness.

Zhu Jiuci was panicked.

Is it dead?

What about Zhaoge!

He was still holding the little father-in-law and kneeling in the rain and on the street!

Behind is the enemy army who broke through the country!

What is Liang Zhaoge going to do!He left him alone!

let me go back!

do not go!

Open your eyes, Lingluo soft tent.

In the end, he couldn't go back and take a look at Liang Zhaoge.

He didn't dare to think about the person holding the corpse in the rain.

The extreme grief and remorse in the dream broke through the dream and came to reality, Zhu Jiuci suddenly coughed violently, bent over the edge of the bed and retched.

The sore tears blurred his vision, and he still couldn't remember who the person on the tall horse was, but the moment he remembered that blurred figure, he regretted so much that he wanted to strangle himself to death.

Zhu Jiuci staggered to the ground, the dream finally dissipated, and the misty rain left quickly.

He sat in front of the dressing table, his tired face and the dangling hairpin on his head appeared in the bronze mirror.

He took it off carefully, and the warm wood passed over his palm, bringing him a little comfort.

"Little Grandpa!"

I wish you a long time to say goodbye.

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