Jinyiwei's psychic case: the opening is Lingbo Weibu

'puff! '

Zhu Youwei, who was sipping tea and listening to the conversation outside through the curtains, couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"You know what, Prince Ning is really thoughtful."

"We've been stopping and starting along the way, and we've hired...actors. Is that what Xu Qing calls them?"

Upon hearing this, Hong Gu immediately replied, "Yes, sir!"

"The actors we invited are all quite professional."

"Although the meaning is similar, both condemn Xu Qing. However, the wording and narrative style are still very different."

"People who don't know the inside story actually believe it."

“It took a lot of effort!”

After Zhu Youwei finished speaking, Hong Gu, who was pouring tea for her, replied with a smile: "I just don't know how Master Xu can break the impasse and turn the situation around."

"After all, everyone in the capital is discussing this matter."

"Besides, it seems to have become a foregone conclusion."

When Hong Gu finished speaking, Zhu Youwei, still smiling, picked up the teacup again and muttered meaningfully, "This is what I was looking forward to."

"Of course, what I want to see more is the scene where Zhu Wusi and Chen Feng get slapped in the face in the end!"

"Everyone says Xu Qing is best at showing off in public."

"I...have to witness it live!"

'Whoa.'

Just as Zhu Youwei and Hong Gu were talking, the carriage stopped in front of a teahouse at the intersection of Xuanwu Avenue and Central Street.

This location is one of the most prosperous areas in the entire capital.

The storytellers in the teahouses always keep up with current affairs and tell the most explosive news in the capital.

Of course, to be able to open a teahouse in this area of ​​Beijing where every inch of land is valuable, the owner is obviously not only rich, but also has connections behind him.

The owner of this teahouse is none other than the Donglin Party!

After getting off the carriage, Zhu Youwei was arranged to a private room on the second floor.

Through the screen, I could listen to the storyteller's passionate performance in the audience.

The content of the performance was exactly the drama that had been arranged in advance.

It was almost the same as what Zhu Youwei heard along the way.

It’s just that storytellers are more professional and more interesting.

But it is tantamount to nailing Xu Shan to the pillar of shame.

"Sir, the people in the streets along the way are all talking about this."

"Moreover, word of mouth has spread that they all condemn Xu Shan, which has brought down the wrath of heaven and the resentment of the people."

"This is the voice of the people, this is the anger of the people!"

Zhu Wusi, who sat down with Zhu Youwei, took the opportunity to speak.

The ministers standing behind them echoed their words.

'Uh-huh. '

Zhu Youwei, playing with the folding fan in her hand, looked up at the ugly faces of the ministers, and then fixed her gaze on Zhu Wusi's face.

Then he laughed and joked, "Uncle's temper has become much more restrained than when he first came to Beijing."

"what?"

After hearing Zhu Youwei's nonsensical words, Zhu Wusi and others were stunned.

"If it had been before, my uncle would never have asked for my opinion on this matter. Nor would he have gone to such great lengths to arrange all this."

"In the imperial study, he would speak firmly: If this beast is not dealt with, it will not be enough to appease the public anger."

"After saying this, the people around you will all kneel on the ground, showing their concern for the country and the people, and then make a final appeal to Lord Xu."

"It forced me to make a statement on this matter."

Having said that, Zhu Youwei paused for a moment and slowly unfolded her folding fan!

There were a few crooked words written on it - There is a fierce tiger in my heart, but I can still smell the roses!

Needless to say, the only person who could write like this and be regarded as a treasure by Zhu Youwei... was Mr. Xu.

"But what now?"

Zhu Youwei looked at these words, the corners of her mouth slightly raised as she said, "You've painstakingly laid the groundwork."

"you……"

'bass! ’

'Squeak.'

Hearing Zhu Youwei's heart-wrenching words, Zhu Wusi stood up suddenly, and even the chairs and stools made strange noises.

Li Xujiu, who was guarding behind Zhu Youwei, instantly gripped the hilt of the knife tightly.

Staring at each other with sharp eyes!

On the contrary, Zhu Youwei herself stared at these words with a bright smile.

He immediately said, "Xu Qing is right."

"Truth is only within the range of cannons, and dignity is only on the edge of swords!"

After Zhu Youwei finished speaking, Zhu Wusi said sternly, "Your Majesty, are you ignoring the public outrage and openly favoring Xu Shan?"

Hearing this, Zhu Youwei raised her head, glanced at the other party and said, "I said 'yes'..."

"How should Prince Ning respond?"

"This king..."

'Snapped. '

"Ow."

Just as Zhu Wusi was about to say something, there was a sudden shrill commotion from the audience.

Everyone subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, and saw that in the center of the stage, the storyteller who was slandering Xu Shan was hit in the face with a teacup.

"You, why did you hit someone?"

"I'm going to hit you..."

"You haven't even met him, yet you're slandering and defaming Lord Xu based on hearsay."

"Is the calamity still entering the world?"

"Those old bald donkeys at Jiming Temple are already possessed by the devil."

"Master Xu, I am only following orders to suppress the demon!"

Several young men dressed as scholars were shouting in public.

After seeing all this, Zhu Wusi said with a cold face: "Is this Xu Shan's despicable way of whitewashing himself?"

"Can he stop the gossip?"

"Come here, arrest these scholars. I want to investigate thoroughly to see if they are spies of the Imperial Guard."

As soon as Zhu Wusi finished shouting this, a piercing noise erupted from the bustling Xuanwu Avenue and Central Street.

"A miracle, a miracle has appeared."

"Ok?"

"Quick, look up at the sky."

Ministers such as Zhu Youwei and Zhu Wusi, who vaguely heard this, hurried to the wooden window and looked sideways at the sky.

Not only them, but all the people in the capital were looking up at the sky at this time!

The blue sky seemed to have become a huge screen.

What was projected in public was everything that happened in Jilong Mountain.

"The Buddha's light shines everywhere, saving all living beings!"

'boom.'

On the screen, Xu Shan, who is as holy as Buddha, radiates Buddha's light all over his body.

Yunda and Zhongtong, who had fallen into the devil's trap, turned into black mist, but they had nowhere to hide under the Buddha's light.

Their faces changed from hideous to distorted, and were clearly presented in front of everyone.

This is in stark contrast to Mr. Xu who became a Buddha not far away!

Who is the devil and who is the Buddha? At this moment, everyone can tell the truth at a glance.

"If I become a Buddha, there will be no demons in the world!"

"The Assistant Director of the Pacification Division and the Grand Commander of the Guard Division, by order, slay the immortals and subdue the demons!"

"Emperor Jingtai, Zhu Youwei..."

"No demons will be allowed to run rampant within the Ming Dynasty, and no celestial beings will be allowed to descend to earth and cause trouble!"

"Om (ong) man (ma) ni (ni) bāi (bēi) mi (mēi) hum (hong)!"

"Ow."

"Xu Shan..."

"Even if I turn into a ghost, I will not let you go."

"As long as His Majesty doesn't tolerate you, as long as you dare to bring disaster to the world..."

"I, Xu Shan, will kill him no matter where he goes!"

"Destroy!"