This villain has become a ghost

Seeing that the guests' attention had been drawn back, the storyteller struck while the iron was hot and continued:

"...Speaking of Marquis Wu'an, no matter how brave and fearless she was, she was only a woman after all. King Xuan's appearance was first-rate, so she was naturally bewitched!"

"Do you remember that King Xuan has lived among the common people since he was young? He is so skilled at being cunning and deceitful, not to mention bewitching a woman. That would be a piece of cake for him!"

The storyteller's mouth was dry and his tongue was parched: "Alas! It seems that such a remarkable woman was deceived by the man she loved. It's really..."

"What is it really?"

A cold female voice sounded from an inconspicuous corner.

The light in the teahouse is very dim.

The storyteller squinted his eyes and could vaguely see that it was a woman in red.

The storyteller spoke faster than his brain and blurted out:

"...What a reckless warrior."

The woman in red was quicker with her sword than with her words. She jumped up the stairs and in a blink of an eye she was in front of the storyteller, with her sword against his neck.

Storyteller: “!!!”

The storyteller shrank back in fear. "Lady, lady... let's talk it over nicely. If it's a robbery, I can give you all my money... If it's a rape, can't I just give in to you?"

The guests below were instantly in an uproar.

Someone recognized her and exclaimed:

"Marquis Wu'an! It's Marquis Wu'an!!!"

Storyteller: “…”

Spicy balls.

The guests felt that it was not suitable to stay here for long and wanted to escape, but were stopped by Song Zhiyi's cold rebuke:

"Don't leave! Anyone who disobeys my order...will die!"

"Somebody come!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the airtight doors and windows were kicked open, and a team of soldiers rushed in.

Song Zhiyi's eyes were cold and aloof, and her voice was light and graceful:

"According to Daying's laws, those who spread false opinions, disrupt the order of Daying, and plot against the law shall be detained in the Dali Temple and await their punishment."

"Imprison this person... and all those involved in the teahouse to the Dali Temple for interrogation."

"Yes!"

The guests below felt uneasy when they saw the officers and soldiers coming in and out, and their chaotic speculations became more and more frequent.

Song Zhiyi looked around the teahouse, stood where the storyteller had just stood, and said very quickly:

"Recently, rumors have been spreading among the people. The Regent, out of sympathy for the people, was reluctant to vent his anger on them. However, he was exploited by some, leading to unrest in the Eastern Capital and destabilizing Daying's foundation."

"Rest assured, everyone. The court struggle will not be involved, nor will it harm innocent people."

"Yizhou is in rebellion, the three border states are plagued by natural disasters and man-made disasters, and the Chiyu is invading the border. Your Majesty is personally leading the army to suppress the rebels. The newly crowned top scholar has voluntarily resigned from Wuzhou. Generals Chang Geng and Qi Sha are fighting to defend the country..."

"At this critical moment, there is no reason for the Regent to seize power and put Daying in even greater danger. If the country is no longer a country, the king will no longer be a king."

"I will only arrest those who disturb the people and will not harm innocent people."

Everyone below breathed a sigh of relief.

That's good.

...What Marquis Wu'an said makes a lot of sense. Judging from these thought-provoking words, she is a woman who understands the big picture and has great ambitions. She is not as bad as the storyteller said.

Moreover, she was the hero who defeated Chi Yu.

Over the years, many people have developed some good feelings towards her.

Song Zhiyi continued to add:

"...Also, Lord Su from the Ministry of Justice has issued a new law. If you encounter someone maliciously spreading false information and have sufficient evidence, you can report them to the government office. If you find one... you will be rewarded with ten taels of silver!"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

And such a good thing!

Someone below took the lead and shouted:

"I believe in Marquis Wu'an, and I also believe in the Regent!"

"Yes yes yes..."

"Marquis Wu'an is a hero of Daying, he won't harm us!"

"I'm going to tell others this news right away!"

"Go, go, go, hurry up..."

……

Another den of rumor spreading has been dealt with.

Song Zhiyi strengthened the patrol guards in Dongdu to prevent the recurrence of the popular riots that happened some time ago.

The battle at Duanheng Mountain will be a fierce one, and we must take advantage of this opportunity to take control of the situation in Dongdu.

After dealing with these, Song Zhiyi went to meet up with Tan Tinghe and others.

Tan Tinghe and his group of newly graduated scholars had just come out of the Imperial College. The entrance to the college was in a mess, with rotten vegetable leaves and traces of trampling people everywhere.

This group of young people looked even more disheveled, with messy hair and clothes that seemed to have been torn. It was obvious that they had had a conflict with others.

When Tan Tinghe saw Song Zhiyi, his eyes lit up and he trotted up to her and asked:

"General, is everything settled?"

Song Zhiyi nodded and asked in a deep voice:

"What about you guys here?"

"It was just as the general expected. Someone really organized the people to cause trouble and march all the way," Tan Tinghe said. "...Then we organized students from the Imperial College and various schools in the Eastern Capital to follow their example and march in the streets."

As expected, the two groups met at the gate of the Imperial College. They first had a fierce argument, and then they started fighting.

The third place winner, Wei Sheng, said with lingering fear:

"Fortunately, we were able to control the situation in the end. Some of the people were simply misled and not that unreasonable. The officers and soldiers worked with us to arrest the person who instigated the riot..."

After listening to their stories, Song Zhiyi felt relieved.

Tan Tinghe thought for a moment and asked:

"General, now that the matter has been resolved, should we...rush to Duanheng Mountain for support?"

"No need." Song Zhiyi shook his head.

A girl named Li Ruxue seemed a little worried at the moment and asked:

"The Regent...will win, right?"

Song Zhiyi remained silent.

After a moment, she smiled slightly and said frankly:

"The plan was discussed with the Regent and me. To be honest... there's actually no guarantee of victory."

"Do you know why I want you to stay here?"

The group shook their heads.

The sun is scorching, the breeze is gentle, and the sky is cloudless.

Song Zhiyi's cold brows relaxed, but he became even more resolute and resolute. With just a few words, he outlined the bloody storm:

"Because you are still young and haven't truly entered the officialdom, you are different from those who carry the aura of corruption."

"If... he fails at Duanheng Mountain, then we will all perish together."

"You are the last hope."

-

Xuanzhou.

The howling wind swept in, raising sand all over the sky, forming a yellow smoke that stretched for thousands of miles, covering the sky and the sun.

The thick black clouds hung heavily over the city like a mountain pressing down on an egg, as if they would pour down at any time and swallow the entire city.

Outside the city, a vast army gathered in a mighty procession. Two young generals, clad in black and silver armor respectively, stood atop their horses, staring across at the enemy's gray-haired war god, General Huqi.