Chapter 1052 The situation is reversed
After the lunch, when he returned to the palace in the afternoon, Li Yan was in a rather depressed mood. He originally thought that Gao Yang's matter was quite serious, but not only did Changsun Wuji not take it seriously, but when the Queen Mother and the Emperor arrived at Changsun Wuji's residence.

Changsun Wuji was waiting at the door with his whole family, young and old, greeting them respectfully.

It was obvious that Changsun Wuji did not take this matter seriously, and it did not affect his welcoming of his sister and nephew.

Li Yan was a little annoyed, but he also reacted.

If I were a minister, it would be the same. Even if the sky fell, it would not be as important as having a good relationship with the emperor. Even if Zhangsun Wuji's son died today, I'm afraid this old man would put it aside and announce it the next day.

In fact, if Li Yan calmed down and thought about it, he could think of all these things.

But as an emperor, there are so many things to consider all day long that he has no time to think deeply about any one thing.

After drinking some wine at Duke Zhao's mansion at noon, Li Yan felt a little dizzy, so he went back to the inner hall to rest.

At this time in Chang'an City, a shocking piece of news was like a comet falling into the sea, causing huge waves and spreading rapidly.

Princess Gaoyang is dead, and it is said that she hanged herself in the Taimiao!

Yesterday, the scandal of Princess Gaoyang having an affair with a monk was reported, and today the protagonist died. Along with the disturbance caused by Cui, the news spread quickly throughout the streets and markets of Chang'an, becoming known to everyone and causing a sensation.

Along with the news of Princess Gaoyang's death, a letter said to be Princess Gaoyang's "suicide note" was also spread in the market.

Teahouses, wine shops, chess clubs, and people in the downtown area were excited to talk about the anecdote of the princess and the monk's affair. With the storyteller's exaggeration, this story was spread in several versions, each of which was very erotic and exciting.

After suddenly learning of the princess's death, the common people all looked grim and quickly fell silent.

The Tang Dynasty was an open-minded dynasty. Before that, dynasties changed frequently, and many stories about the royal families of each generation were passed down. People from lower classes were most interested in the affairs of the rich and noble. Although the common people were ignorant, they knew that the princess was not an ordinary person.

No matter how bad the princess's behavior was, it would be extremely immoral if she excitedly talked about those obscene things when she died.

The turn was so sharp that everyone was caught off guard.

The dead are great!
Let alone a royal princess, even if she was a girl from an ordinary family, she would be so unscrupulous in finding pleasure in those anecdotes before her body was cold. The conscience of the people could not bear the criticism and condemnation against her.

Later, Princess Gaoyang's "suicide note" also came.

After reading the contents of the suicide note, the people's faces turned red with shame, and they wished they could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

This suicide note completely cleared Gao Yang.

Everyone began to imagine such a picture in their minds: an innocent girl in the deep palace who got married as soon as she came of age. She thought that a happy life of taking care of her husband and children was waiting for her, and she looked forward to a bright future.

But who could have known that fate would play such a trick on the young princess, unaware of the wickedness of human nature.

Just to pray for her parents and to secretly fulfill some of the young women's wishes to have children, she went to the temple twice more, and was deceived by the monks.

Faced with the great monk whom she usually trusted, the girl easily believed him.

But then came the disaster, which was like the collapse of heaven and earth for such an innocent girl. The princess was so frightened that she forgot to ask her father and brother for help and just begged the bad guys to let her go.

The cunning monk was like a devil. He not only bullied the princess, but also occupied her for a long time, getting both her and her wealth.

After the theft fell into the hands of the government, they pushed everything onto the princess, portraying her as a whore who actively seduced the monk, in an attempt to use the princess's influence to protect his own escape.

"Bang" sound!
In the lobby of the first floor of Qingyun Tower in the East Market of Chang'an, a burly drunkard was furious: "This monk is not a human being at all, he is a beast with a human face and a beastly heart. He actually bullied a young girl who is ignorant of the ways of the world. He is worse than a pig or a dog. I will kill him."

"Not bad!"

At another table, a middle-aged official dressed in silk said angrily, "I was wondering how a princess of the royal family, the daughter-in-law of Prime Minister Fang, could be so rude and have an affair with a monk. So there's such a secret behind this?"

"The princess is an innocent victim. The monk is the culprit who started it all. He deserves to die."

Everyone said, "So this is the truth. The princess must have been unable to bear the persecution of the evil villain and the pressure from the people, so she committed suicide to prove her innocence."

"Poor princess, she had so much pain that she couldn't express it, and couldn't face this cold and indifferent world, so she left in disappointment."

"Alas, just last night, in the cold imperial temple, the princess, a young girl, faced her ancestors and endured so much psychological condemnation and worldly torture. Even the surging Wei River cannot wash away the humiliation the princess has suffered."

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Everyone was talking at once, and the more they talked, the more heart-wrenching and uncomfortable it became. The people in the restaurant seemed to see a young girl who looked like a newly blossoming lotus, with tears on her face, desperately stretching her neck towards the high hanging white silk. Her eyes revealed endless pain, and she kicked away the stool under her feet, giving up the life that had just begun.

The night wind whistled and blew open the windows of the Imperial Ancestral Temple. In front of the tablets, there was only the figure of a young girl struggling continuously until there was no sound anymore. The princess's stiff body swayed continuously in the wind, accusing her of the grievances that could not be defended.

An old man could not suppress his shame, and with a bang, he overturned the table in front of him and fell to his knees. He covered his face with his old hands, looked up to the sky and cried bitterly: "I am not a human being. I followed those people and talked nonsense."

"The princess must have been unable to bear our gossip, so she committed suicide."

"A sixteen-year-old girl was bullied by evildoers like this, and she was counting on us adults to ask her to escape from the evil den. But we not only failed to recognize the facts, but also unintentionally became accomplices of the evildoers."

"I deserve to die for forcing the princess to death!"

After saying this, the old man slapped himself on the face, and instantly his face became red and swollen.

All of a sudden, all the drinkers in the hall fell silent, lowering their heads, feeling extremely ashamed. Many of them secretly slapped themselves in the face, hating themselves for slandering the princess and spitting on such a girl before the truth was revealed.

At this time, the death of Princess Gaoyang and the publication of the suicide note that represented the truth added more twists and turns and a heart-wrenching truth to this story that had already been hyped up by the nobles, and the people subconsciously believed it.

People are naturally sympathetic to the weak, and even more tolerant of the dead.

Perhaps someone knew the truth about the contents of the suicide note, but the death of a princess was enough to make people calm down and reflect on their own behavior. Coupled with the so-called truth that added fuel to the fire, the people who had previously "misunderstood" the princess felt even more guilty.

People's hearts have turned against each other. If anyone dares to stand up and question it at this time, he will inevitably be condemned by everyone.

The depressing and gloomy atmosphere in the lobby was almost suffocating, as people were overwhelmed by the shame in their hearts.

Suddenly, a thin drinker stood up and said, "Everyone, we have all been cheated before."

"It must be that the monk's accomplices wanted to exonerate him, so they turned black into white, portraying this Banji as an innocent victim and framing the innocent and lovely princess as a promiscuous whore."

"This is not only killing people, but also destroying their hearts. This is too much!"

The drunkard pointed at the storyteller on the stage in the corner and shouted angrily, "It is these storytellers who are ruining the princess's reputation. If it weren't for them, how would we know these things?"

"They were treacherous and took advantage of the credulity and kindness of us ordinary people to force the princess to death. They beat him to death to avenge the princess."

Instantly, the people who were feeling suffocated by the atmosphere suddenly had a light in their hearts. Yes, it is not our fault. We are all innocent. It was the bad guys who took advantage of us. They are the murderers behind the scenes, not us.

Suddenly, as if they had found a path to redemption, people stood up and echoed, "Yes, it was these storytellers who took advantage of us. Let's kill these treacherous people with ulterior motives and avenge Her Royal Highness the Princess."

"Revenge, kill them"

The people picked up the stools under their feet, as if the charge and crusade at this time were a declaration of their innocence.

The storytellers were quickly drowned in the sea of ​​people.

Some people who didn't get a chance to compete for the throne began to speak loudly again: "In addition to these storytellers, there are some people who are obviously fanning the flames. The princess's death is closely related to them. Folks, find out those bad apples hiding in the crowd and spreading rumors."

“We must not let them off easy”

In an instant, all the guests in the room began to recall who had been particularly active and proactive in spreading the matter.

Slowly, everyone's attention began to focus on some unfamiliar faces.

One of Cui's peripheral personnel, a young scholar who was dancing with excitement when talking about this matter, stood up excitedly when he saw the angry wolf-like gaze from the side, his legs trembling with fear and his hem hot.

In order to save himself, the young man thought quickly and said indignantly: "That big brother is right, we have all been deceived."

"I lied to you, Lao Mu. You are one of those bad guys. You still want to quibble? This morning, you talked the most vigorously. Brothers, kill him."

The young man was just halfway through his story when he was ruthlessly interrupted. Without further ado, plates and wine jugs danced, tables and benches flew. The young man who spread the rumor quickly followed the storyteller's footsteps and was drowned by the angry crowd.

The power of the people was great. After a while, those who had been particularly prominent in spreading the rumors were found out and beaten up. Some suffered broken bones and tendons, while others died on the spot. None of them had a good ending.

At the same time, such scenes also occurred in crowded places in various districts of Chang'an City.
For a time, the situation changed drastically. Many people went to Jingzhao Prefecture to petition, demanding that the devil Banji be torn into pieces. Some even gathered together and went to Huichang Temple in Jinchengfang to raid Banji's lair.

(End of this chapter)

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