After Boss Song was executed, the scene downstairs was in chaos.
Some extremely angry people actually took Boss Song's meat to feed the dogs, as if only in this way could they vent their anger.
They scrambled and the scene was out of control for a while.
Those who snatched the meat showed a look of relieving their hatred on their faces, and hurriedly threw the meat at the wild dogs on the roadside.
Those who could not grab the person were depressed and looked at others unwillingly.
However, there were also some more rational people who stood aside and looked at this scene with disgust.
One of them said, "This meat is so dirty. Even if it is given to me for feeding the dog, I don't want it. What if the dog becomes as crazy as Boss Song?"
The people next to them nodded in agreement.
"Yes, Boss Song has done many evils, and his flesh is also contaminated with evil. We cannot let this evil continue to spread." Another person said.
In this chaotic scene, people's emotions vary.
In the city, the incident of Boss Song being fed to dogs by the people quickly spread like a strong wind, and became a hot topic for people after dinner.
This incident also spread to Song Dajiang's store.
Although Hu Lin has always warned himself to work hard and try to keep his mind on the work at hand, Wenxuan's affairs have always been lingering in his mind, making him unable to completely calm down.
Now, when he hears everyone talking about the Prime Minister's Mansion, his mood is even more complicated.
He unconsciously regarded Ji Yu as his enemy, believing that it was those powerful and powerful people who made their lives so bad.
Hu Lin was very unhappy when he heard the people around him discussing the affairs of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
But Hu Lin knew that he was just a little man, how could he compete with the prime minister? So he could only work hard.
At Youzhou College, Dongfang Hong found Wenxuan with excitement on her face, and a smug light flashed in her eyes.
"How is it, I'm right? Xi Yu's son is not dead!" Dongfang Hong's voice was full of pride.
However, Wenxuan responded coldly: "What's so great about this?" There was no trace of turbulence on her face, as if this was not something worth making a fuss.
The breeze in the college blew gently, blew up the corners of their clothes, and the atmosphere was a little subtle for a moment.
Dongfang Hong was a little embarrassed by Wen Xuan's reaction. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.
Wenxuan still looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about this matter.
"Wenxuan, you have to object to anything I say because you don't like me!" Dongfang Hong said loudly, with a hint of grievance and reluctance in his voice.
Wenxuan raised his chin slightly, his eyes still cold. "Hmph, whatever you think."
Her tone was indifferent, and she was imitating Dongfang Hong's accusations.
In fact, she didn't mean to oppose Dongfang Hong on purpose, but was just used to protecting herself with this indifferent attitude.
Dongfang Hong looked at Wenxuan's indifferent look and his anger became even more intense.
He shook his sleeves suddenly, turned around and left.
Looking at Dongfang Hong's departure back, Wenxuan's mouth raised slightly, showing an undetectable smile.
At the crossing of Youzhou, dust was flying, and a soldier galloped over like the wind on a horse.
The horse galloped and soon arrived in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
The soldier turned over and dismounted, and did not bother to wipe the sweat from his forehead, so he hurried into the mansion.
When he saw Xi Yu, the soldier knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "Sir, I have an important letter from the Kingdom of Silence."
Xi Yu frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.
He reached out and took the letter. The seal on the envelope was strange and mysterious.
A hint of uneasiness surged in Xi Yu's heart. He carefully handed the letter to the secret guard beside him and said, "Let's see if there is any poison."
The secret guard took the letter and checked it carefully.
His eyes were focused and sharp, not missing any details. After a moment, the secret guard shook his head and said, "Sir, there is no poison in the letter."
Xi Yu breathed a sigh of relief, slowly opened the envelope, took out the letter paper, and the handwriting on it was unfamiliar and sloppy.
Xi Yu carefully read the contents of the letter, and his face gradually became solemn.
His eyes slowly moved on the letter paper, and his heart was filled with thoughts.
Dear His Majesty of the Great Han Kingdom, Prime Minister: I see the letter as if I meet. First of all, I would like to extend my most sincere greetings to you and the king of the Kingdom of Rest. I am the king of the Kingdom of Rest. I am now writing a letter, and I have a letter to you.
My princess has entered the territory of the Han Dynasty. I hope that the Han Dynasty can help her return to China when she sees her. She is alone, and I am very worried in my heart. I also hope that the Han Dynasty can help find it, and I will be grateful. I wish you good health and the king of the Rest Kingdom.
Xi Yu frowned and fell into deep thought. He remembered the scene when the envoy came last time, and muttered in his heart: "Why did the king write a letter in person again this time? The princess is gone, why should I help find it?"
But the portrait I saw last time in my mind was involuntarily revealed. Princess Anxi's beautiful appearance was indeed good.
A trace of hesitation flashed across Xi Yu's face, and then the corners of his mouth raised slightly, thinking to himself: "It would be great if he could really find this princess."
So he spread the paper, picked up his pen, and decided to write a reply, saying that he would help find it.
Xi Yu put down the pen in his hand and breathed a sigh of relief.
He looked at the reply he had just written and looked serious.
In the letter, he sincerely replied to the king of the Kingdom of Rest, saying that he would do his best to help find the princess.
Xi Yu handed the letter to the soldiers and ordered: "Send someone to send this letter to the Kingdom of Absolutely."
The soldiers took the order and left.
Xi Yu sat on the chair, tapping his fingers gently on the armrest, and fell into deep thought.
He thought about it, and he just said he would help search, but he had no obligation to search for it.
After all, the Han Dynasty has a vast territory, so it is not easy to find a princess in a foreign country.
Xi Yu frowned slightly, feeling a little confused.
He wanted to find it, but was worried that the process of finding the princess would consume a lot of manpower and material resources.
"Let's take one step at a time." Xi Yu said in his heart. He decided to arrange people to search in the territory of the Han Kingdom first. As for whether the princess could be found, it could only depend on the will of God.
Xi Yu stood up, walked to the window, and looked into the distance.
Xi Yu sat at the table, tapping his fingers gently on the table, frowning.
He thought in his heart that without a portrait, it would be difficult to find the princess of the Sabre Kingdom in this vast Han country.
"What should I do?" Xi Yu murmured to himself.
After a moment, Xi Yu lifted up his pen again and quickly wrote on the letter paper.
In the second letter, he sincerely expressed the difficulty of finding a princess without a portrait, hoping to get another portrait of the princess so that he could better carry out the search work.
After writing the letter, Xi Yu put down his pen and gently blew the letter paper, waiting for the ink to dry out.
He called a soldier and solemnly handed the letter to him, saying, "Send this letter to the transit quickly and be sure to deliver it to the Kingdom of Rest as soon as possible."
The soldier took the letter with both hands and saluted respectfully: "As for the order, Prime Minister."
Then he turned around and left.
Xi Yu looked at the soldiers' backs away, his heart full of expectations.
In an exquisite room in the Huang family, Princess Anxiguo sat quietly in front of the window, staring at the view outside the window, but her thoughts were surging in her heart.
Although she seemed stable, she always felt that something was missing.
Linglong frowned slightly, thinking in her heart: "Life like this is really boring now. I am the princess of the Rest Kingdom, how can I be inferior to others? I must be the master of my family and control my own destiny."
Linglong, who grew up in the palace, has witnessed countless palace struggles.
Those scenes of open and secret struggle and intrigue have long been deeply imprinted in her mind.
In her opinion, feelings are just a tool that can be used, and appear so fragile in the face of power.
Linglong stood up and paced back and forth in the room.
She began to plan her next move and become the real leader.
A confident smile appeared on her face, as if she had seen the moment of success.
In the room, I sat at the table elegantly and gracefully, watching the girl walk in with food.
The girl respectfully put down the food and whispered: "Madam, the young master is not at home, so you can have a meal first."
Linglong nodded slightly, but her eyes kept staring at the girl until she turned around and left.
The girl's footsteps gradually faded away, and a sneer appeared on Linglong's face.
She felt secretly proud: "Hmph, the opportunity has finally come."
Linglong's eyes became cold and decisive, and she knew that she had to do this to achieve her goals.
Linglong quickly took out a pack of medicine from her sleeve and held it tightly in her hand.
"I have no choice in order to be the leader of the family." Linglong gritted her teeth, opened the medicine bag, and gently poured it into the bowl.
She looked at the bowl of medicated food without any guilt.
In her opinion, this is just a means to achieve the goal. Linglong's eyes were full of ambition and desire. She longed for power and control everything.
"When Young Master Huang comes back and eats this meal, everything will be under my control."
Linglong showed a smug smile.
When will it be after?
Linglong quietly watched Young Master Huang walk into the room, with a gentle smile on his face, but no turmoil in his heart.
"Young Master, you are back. Come and have something to eat." Linglong said softly, with a hint of concern in his tone.
When Young Master Huang saw Linglong, his eyes lit up and walked over with a smile.
"Linglong, why don't you eat?" he asked with concern.
Linglong shook her head slightly, and a trace of imperceptible indifference flashed in her eyes.
"I'm not hungry, Master, please eat."
Young Master Huang didn't doubt that he was there. Looking at the food on the table, his appetite increased greatly.
He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a bite of the dish and put it in his mouth, and started eating with relish.
Linglong saw how delicious Mr. Huang was eating, and sneered in her heart.
Her plan is going smoothly. As long as Young Master Huang eats these foods, she will be one step closer to the goal of being the master.
Young Master Huang was eating while chatting with Linglong, with a happy smile on his face.
He did not notice the strangeness at all, and was completely immersed in this warm atmosphere.
Linglong responded to Mr. Huang's words perfunctorily, but was thinking about the next step in her heart.
She watched Young Master Huang eat more and more, and her expectations became stronger and stronger.
Young Master Huang suddenly let out a painful scream, covered his stomach with both hands, and his face turned pale in an instant.
His body trembled violently, and blood kept gushing out of his mouth.
Linglong looked at Young Master Huang's miserable situation and showed a cruel smile on her face.
There was no trace of pity in her heart, only the joy of being about to succeed.
Young Master Huang raised his head with difficulty and looked at Linglong with anger and despair in his eyes.
"You...you poisonous woman!" He blamed with all his last strength.
However, before he finished speaking, Young Master Huang died of anger.
His body fell to the ground weakly, his eyes wide open.
Linglong looked at Young Master Huang's body quietly, without any guilt in her heart.
She knew that she had taken a critical step, and next, she would control the Huang family and become the real master.
Linglong squatted down slowly and gently closed Young Master Huang's eyes with her hands.
"Don't blame me." She whispered.
The room was filled with a breath of death, and Linglong stood up.
Linglong shouted: "Come here! Come here!" The sharp shout instantly broke the tranquility of the Huang family.
Several servants rushed over when they heard the sound. When they saw Young Master Huang who was dying on the ground, they were shocked and their faces turned pale.
One of the servants stammered: "What's going on here? Why is the young master..."
Linglong cried so hard that the pear blossoms were filled with rain, her face full of grief and innocence. "I don't know who was so cruel and put medicine in the meal. Young Master... he went there like that." Her voice choked, and her eyes were full of sadness.
After calming down a little, Linglong gritted her teeth and said, "Go and bring everyone in the kitchen, and the girl who delivered the food, you must find out who poisoned her."
The servants nodded quickly and acted quickly.
Linglong stood there, a hint of imperceptible coldness flashed in her eyes.
She knew that the scene had just begun and she had to act well in order to successfully control the Huang family.
After a while, everyone in the kitchen was taken to the room.
They all looked frightened and their eyes were full of panic. When they learned that Young Master Huang was poisoned and died, they seemed to be hit by a bolt from the blue, and they were so scared that they were trembling.
The little girl who delivered the meal was so scared that she was so scared that she was as pale as paper, and her body was trembling constantly.
Her eyes were filled with tears, as if she would cry at any time.
Linglong stood in front of everyone, her eyes were cold and her face was gloomy. "Who did it? Come out quickly, otherwise I would be polite."
Her voice was stern and cold, with an unquestionable majesty.
Everyone looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.
The room was filled with a tense atmosphere, like a tight string that could break at any time.
Linglong's eyes swept across everyone, trying to find a clue from their expressions.
"I'll give you another chance. If no one admits it on his own, don't blame me for being ruthless." Linglong's voice became colder, and a sense of determination was revealed in her eyes.
However, no one stood up.
Linglong's eyes were locked tightly on Jingjing, with a hint of suspicion and questioning in her eyes.
"Jingjing, you sent this dish. What's going on?" Linglong's voice was not high, but it was filled with invisible pressure.
Jingjing was so scared that she trembled all over and quickly knelt down.
Her tears burst out from her eyes, and her voice trembled, "Madam, this really has nothing to do with me! I just delivered a meal as I told me, and I didn't know anything."
Linglong narrowed her eyes slightly, and a sneer appeared on her face.
She turned her eyes to Lao Nie who was cooking again, and asked in a cold tone: "Lao Nie, where are you? You cooked this food, what do you have to say?"
Old Nie also hurriedly knelt down, and fine beads of sweat emerged from his forehead.
"Madam, I'm so unfair! I'm just cooking according to the usual practice and never doing anything." Old Nie's voice was filled with fear and grievance.
Linglong looked at the two kneeling on the ground and thought to herself.
Linglong's face was gloomy and terrifying. She looked at everyone coldly, waved her hand and said, "You all go down first, leaving only Jingjing and Lao Nie."
Everyone was as if they were granted a general amnesty and quickly retreated. Only Linglong, Jingjing and Lao Nie were left in the room.
A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Linglong's eyes, and she ordered to several servants: "Take them into the yard and beat them until they admit it."
The servants immediately stepped forward, grabbed Jingjing and Lao Nie roughly, and dragged them towards the yard.
After a while, the sound of shouting to the sky and the earth sounded in the yard.
Jingjing and Lao Nie were pressed to the ground by the servants, and the sticks fell like raindrops.
Jingjing cried: "Madam, please spare me! I really don't know anything."
Old Nie also moaned in pain: "It's unfair! It's not our fault."
Linglong stood aside and looked at the scene expressionlessly. There was no trace of pity in her heart, only her desire for power.
She knew that they had to admit it in order to consolidate her position in the Huang family.
The beats in the yard continued, and the screams of Jingjing and Lao Nie became weaker and weaker.
In the yard, Jingjing and Lao Nie were lying in a pool of blood, motionless.
Linglong looked at these two terrible corpses, and her face was not moved at all.
She said to the servants indifferently: "It must have been done by both of them. When they released the news, they said that they had confessed their crimes before they died and committed suicide because they were afraid of their crimes."
The servants looked at each other, although they had doubts in their hearts, they did not dare to disobey Linglong's orders. They nodded quickly and replied, "Yes, madam."
Afterwards, the servants began to act as Linglong's instructions. They quickly spread news throughout the Huang family, claiming that Jingjing and Lao Nie admitted to poisoning Mr. Huang before their death and committed suicide because of fear of guilt.
The news soon spread throughout the Huang family, and everyone was in an uproar and they all despised the two "murderers".
Of course, some people think that this matter is directed and acted by Linglong alone.
Linglong was secretly proud of everything as she was doing her own plan.
However, under this seemingly calm surface, undercurrents surged. Some people were suspicious of this result, but under the majesty of exquisiteness, they did not dare to reveal it easily.
Chapter completed!