The eldest son is fierce

The prime minister and his party were originally furious, but after hearing what Qi Wendao said, they suddenly became less angry.

Lao Qi is right!

Kyoto is under our control, and all the powerful families have close ties with us. Is it difficult to cause a famine in Kyoto?

It’s not difficult at all, it’s just a matter of words!

And with the previous arrangements, the food supply in Kyoto City has almost been sold out.

In three days at most, the famine will sweep across the entire Kyoto.

By then, the people of Kyoto will be starving. It will be interesting to see if this bastard can still suppress the anger of the people of Kyoto with just his mouth.

"Oh, after hearing what Elder Qi said, I suddenly feel like I'm breathing more smoothly."

"Your Majesty and Tang Yi have earned enough fame today. When the backlash comes, it will surely be very exciting."

"The refugees are rioting in Kyoto, and Tang Yi has them in a mess. What if the refugees and the people join forces to riot in Kyoto? Just imagine how exciting that scene would be."

"..."

Everyone in the Prime Minister's party had smiles on their faces, and the gloom of failure they had just experienced was immediately swept away.

Qi Wendao stroked his long beard, looked at his followers behind him and said with a smile: "I suddenly feel that today's failure is not a failure, but a success. It has made His Majesty and Tang Yi's road to death more and more deadly!"

"They have won the hearts of the people today. If they die in the face of their own anger in a few days, wouldn't that be retribution?"

Everyone's faces were filled with joking when they heard this, and they all echoed it.

"Don't worry, Mr. Qi, we will go back and arrange it ourselves. We will definitely not leave a single grain of rice for Tang Yi."

"Haha, this time I'm going to make that bastard Tang Yi bow every three steps and kowtow every five steps to beg for mercy, and then I'm going to give him two hard kicks in the face."

"Two feet are not enough! I will make him wish he were dead, but he can't live!"

"..."

The Prime Minister and his party looked at Tang Yi, who was chatting happily with a group of people downstairs, with cruelty in their eyes.

Especially when they thought of the scene of Tang Yi being tortured and covered in blood, kneeling in front of them and crying for mercy, their blood boiled and they couldn't wait.

Downstairs, Emperor Yanwen had been keeping an eye on Qi Wendao and his group. Now that he saw that they were even happier than him, he felt unhappy.

Did you guys drink fake alcohol? Your face is swollen from being beaten, yet you can still smile?

"Your Majesty, they plan to short sell Kyoto's grain, triggering a famine in Kyoto, causing the Loyal and Brave Marquis and Your Majesty to suffer backlash..." Chen Diaosi whispered.

He was a master of martial arts and had excellent hearing, so he could naturally hear what Qi Wendao and the others said clearly.

Emperor Yanwen was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Qi Wendao and his group and said angrily, "Isn't it that my flintlock rifles aren't powerful enough? Their scars haven't healed yet, so they've forgotten the pain, right?"

"Their opponent is Tang Yi. This guy doesn't even care about the Emperor Taizu's red seal and iron certificate. Why would he care if they caused a famine in Kyoto?"

"I'm back in the palace. Tell Tang Yi to be open and not to worry."

"If you lose, it's mine. If you win... it's mine too!"

Emperor Yanwen walked away happily with his hands behind his back, protected by demons.

If he doesn't leave now, that bastard Tang Yi will definitely bring the topic to him and ask him to speak.

But as a qualified leader, how can you steal the limelight from your subordinates at this time?

……

In the restaurant.

At this moment, Fan Mingzhong was looking at Tang Yi who was chatting happily with a group of people, and the hatred and murderous intent in his eyes were almost overflowing.

Why? It was clearly a hopeless situation. Why was he able to fight back?

He deserves to die!

He must die!

If he doesn't die, how can I wash away the shame on me?

"Shangguan Mou, how are the Black Armor Army that infiltrated the refugees?"

Fan Mingzhong grinned and asked in a cold voice.

Shangguan Mou had just recovered from his shock, and the corners of his mouth twitched violently when he heard Fan Mingzhong's words.

He bowed slightly and said, "Young Master, three thousand people have successfully infiltrated the refugee camp, but they have been dispersed."

"Tang Yi dispersed the refugees. Excluding women and children, each scholar was responsible for over one to two hundred people. Each group was responsible for different tasks, so after blending in with the refugees, they had almost no interactions."

Upon hearing this, Fan Mingzhong's face suddenly became ferocious.

Damn it, so after all the preparations I've been making for so long, I ended up sending three thousand elite Xuanjia soldiers to work as laborers for Tang Yi?

"Don't worry, young master. I am stepping up my contact with them."

Shangguan Mou saw the resentment on Fan Mingzhong's face and said, "As long as we can contact them, we can start a riot at any time and catch Tang Yi off guard."

"However, I think it's best to talk to Qi Wendao about this matter. The Prime Minister is not in Kyoto, so all matters in Kyoto are now under the control of Qi Wendao."

Fan Mingzhong kicked the chair away and stared at Shangguan Mou coldly: "Why? My orders are not as effective as Qi Wendao's, right?"

He took two steps forward, stopped in front of Shangguan Mou, raised his hand and patted Shangguan Mou's face: "Shangguan Mou, don't forget whose dog you are!"

Shangguan Mou quickly lowered his head, nodded, and said, "I dare not forget. How could I dare to forget? I am the Prime Minister's dog, and your dog, Young Master. Woof woof woof..."

As Fan Mingzhong listened to Shangguan Mou's barking, a smile finally appeared on his ferocious face.

He put the whip around Shangguan Mou's neck and snorted coldly, "Let's go walk the dog."

Two servants immediately carried Fan Mingzhong out of the room.

Shangguan Mou followed behind Fan Mingzhong, the murderous intent in his eyes almost becoming tangible.

Let you go crazy for now!

After this period of time, I will personally set up a trap for you and let Tang Yi kick your head like a ball!

……

In front of Jingzhao Prefecture.

Tang Yi chatted with the people for half an incense stick before asking the Jinyiwei to maintain order and allow the people to leave safely.

As for the people from ***, he didn't pursue them. He just wanted to scare them. There were thousands of them. How could he possibly check them one by one?

Moreover, the *** is not An Jinglou. All the killers in An Jinglou are on the list, so targeted arrangements can be made.

But the *** people are mixed in the crowd, and there are no clear signs, so they are impossible to identify. If they are really provoked, they may do something desperate and kill innocent people.

These people were all actors he invited. Now that the show was over, he naturally had to let them leave safely. There was no need to risk their lives anymore.

"Hehe, little guy, shouldn't I thank you?"

*** had calmed down and walked over with a smile: "Thank you, Lord, for your mercy and for not killing me. Otherwise, if today had really made a big fuss, I would have killed someone too."

Tang Yi took two steps back, putting some distance between himself and the ***.

He glanced at her and said unhappily, "You'd better stay away from me. You're too close to me. I always feel that you have bad intentions and are plotting something."

***'s smile remained unchanged as she said, "Yes, I do have a conspiracy."

"You invited me to watch such a grand show, so I will naturally invite you to watch a grand show as well."

"Well, this drama is called murder to silence witnesses!"

"The ones killed were Liu Wen and Zhao Ke, who were imprisoned in the Northern Pacification Prison."

Tang Yi was stunned and his face changed drastically.

*** smiled and snapped her fingers, saying, "Little guy, you've made such a fool of yourself. Now it's my turn to make a fool of yourself."

"Northern Pacification Division, let's go!"