Throughout the night, Yu Zhi was very busy. Like a hard-working little bee, she rushed around in various places in the northwest. She not only distributed flyers, but also painted many large slogans.

The walls, trees, archways... were all painted.

The brush she made herself, dipped in honey, rice soup and red paint, made it very convenient to write on the wall. It was a bit awkward at first, but then she became more and more proficient, and a slogan was guaranteed to be completed within three minutes.

Thinking of Yang Zhangzhu, Yu Zhi originally wanted to go to Zhenbei Palace to see this old acquaintance, but she quickly gave up the idea. What's so good about a hanging living dead? It's better to let the public opinion ferment first. Well, she won't go and alert others.

But the content of the slogan brushed under his hand was much more serious: "The King of Zhenbei collaborated with the enemy and treason, and cooperated with the foreign races outside the Pass." Attached was a letter about his dealings with the foreign races. Naturally, Yu Zhi wrote this from his own memory.

"King Zhenbei shot and killed the imperial envoy, which is tantamount to conspiracy", "King Zhenbei launched a war and was a sinner of the country and the nation", "King Zhenbei committed a heinous crime by seeking to usurp the throne"...

He never left Zhenbei King, and there were pieces of evidence posted next to him.

Yu Zhi didn't believe it. If she took off King Zhenbei's painting like this, would the people in the northwest still believe him?

After finishing the last bit of red paint, Yu Zhi clapped his hands and said, "It's done."

She looked in the direction of Prince Zhenbei's Mansion and was very satisfied with the results of her night's work. She hoped that Prince Zhenbei would like the gift she gave him.

The only regret was that she couldn't stay to enjoy the huge waves she had made by herself. She came out to work quietly and had to rush back before dawn.

"Little Green, dear, sister really can't hold it anymore, please remember to send me back." Yu Zhi touched the shiny green leaves and yawned continuously. It had been a long time since I stayed up late, and I was really not used to it.

Yu Zhi lay on the bed woven with small green vines and fell asleep quickly.

With such an unreliable owner in the stall, what can Xiaolu do? It can only force itself to grow up. It not only took Yu Zhi back, but also carefully put her on the bed. During the whole process, Yu Zhi didn't even wake her up. of.

Northwest is fried!

The people in the northwest were all confused. Almost overnight, their outlook was shattered.

It turns out that King Zhenbei, their god of war and their protector, is not who they thought he was. It turns out that King Zhenbei is the culprit who caused their relatives to die tragically on the battlefield!

It turns out that King Zhenbei was so courageous that even the imperial envoy dared to shoot him!

It turns out that there have been constant wars in the northwest because the King of Zhenbei colluded with the foreign races outside the pass!

Some people don't believe it, "Slander, this is simply slander! The King of Zhenbei is the God of War in Daqing, protecting the safety of our people in the northwest..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by others, "Have you protected him? If he is really the God of War, why can the aliens continue to go south every year? Which family in our village does not have a son who died on the battlefield?"

"If it's a slander, what about the blood words on the archway at the head of the village? It must be the ghosts of those who died tragically who came to complain." It was obviously red paint, but it turned into blood words as it was passed around. Yu Zhi didn't even expect the effect. That's good.

"Yes, the patriarch was thinking about the widow Miao who froze to death last winter in our village, wasn't it? All four sons died on the battlefield, and she was a helpless old woman, so she froze to death, right? This is all true. !”

"There are also words on the archway in Xiaowang Village next door. They are not words in blood, but words written in ants. Oops, you didn't see it. The words were written by black ants. This is a warning from heaven. How can you fake it?"

"There is also Dawang Village. My father-in-law is from Dawang Village. Early in the morning, my brother-in-law came and said that the largest ancient tree in their village had the evidence of King Zhenbei's crime on it. The scholar in their village read it to him and said it was

What's the communication with the customs outside the customs?"

"Really? There are even letters, so this is almost the same thing. Alas, you said those alien races outside the pass are so hateful, why does the King of Zhenbei collude with them?"

"Then who knows? We are not him, so how can we know what he thinks?"

"Come on, come on, come on, the village chief is here. We ordinary people can't talk about noble people's affairs? Aren't you afraid of losing your head? Let's leave it alone."

The people who gathered to discuss dispersed with a bang, but the seeds of King Zhenbei's collaboration with the enemy and treason took root in their hearts.

There are more than one such scene, in villages, small towns, counties, fields, streets and alleys, teahouses and restaurants, almost all the people are talking about it, and scholars are even arguing about it.

The government wanted to take control, but could they? The news spread too quickly. Even if they confiscated the leaflets, the content had already spread.

They also sent people to clean the slogans. Can the red paint be washed off easily? As for the ants, they are firmly stuck on the honey. What can they do?

It is better to guard against the people's mouth than against the river. Even the King of Zhenbei cannot guard against what the people think in their hearts.

The common people at the bottom of this dynasty are ignorant. They cannot see through the essence of things. However, they also have their simple wisdom. Flies do not bite seamless eggs. If the King of Zhenbei is really innocent, how could there be words written in blood? How could God?

Will a warning be issued? Everything written on those papers is true!

As for the Northwest Army, Yu Zhi went to their training ground to paint several slogans, and also scattered a large stack of leaflets into the barracks. Not to mention the soldiers at the bottom, just the generals in the middle and high levels... Some of them were in a bad mood.

It's complicated. After so many years, can they still not tell whether it is a real beating or a fake beating? Even if they are not aware of it for a moment, if it happens more times and over time, can they not have doubts in their hearts?

It’s just that King Zhenbei is the commander-in-chief of the northwest. Do they dare to stand up and say no? Even if they express their suspicions, will anyone believe him? King Zhenbei’s reputation in the military is too good!

Now that this pustule has been opened, they feel very uncomfortable. The men in the army are strong and strong, and they don’t have so many twists and turns in their hearts. They think they are protecting their homeland and the country. But in fact? They are just doing a suppressive job.

A knife in the hand of the Northern King is an accomplice to the evil deeds.

Only then did they understand why the aliens outside the customs were so fierce this year. It turned out that the imperial court had intervened and used a trick to make the two sides quarrel.

If the soldiers at the bottom are cannon fodder, why aren't they?

The matter was so big that it was finally reported to King Zhenbei. He was shocked and furious. King Zhenbei, who had suffered internal injuries and was just able to get out of bed, spat out a mouthful of blood.

He was also perseverant enough. Even after this, he was still able to summon his close aides and generals and gave only one order, which was "Kill!"

Kill all suspicious people and anyone who talks about this matter!

The staff and generals looked at each other, feeling that something was wrong. You must know that it is always better to open the door to defend the people. At this time, gentle means should be used instead of iron-blooded suppression. The Lord made a mistake!

But looking at the gloomy face of King Zhenbei, no one dared to stand up and cause trouble.

Everyone knows that the King of Zhenbei always speaks his mind and hates others questioning his orders. If someone really offends his temper, his brother-in-law will do it without fail.

As soon as his subordinate left, the King of Zhenbei suddenly collapsed on his seat. The old soldier who had been serving him since he was a child supported him with a distressed look on his face, "Your Majesty, why are you doing this? The prince has already experienced it, what can he do?

Won’t come? You’re hurt so badly, why bother yourself?”

The King of Zhenbei was breathing heavily, with big beads of sweat on his forehead. It took him a long time to wave his hands, but in a weak voice, "Boss, the heat is still a bit off."

But he also knew that this was the imperial court's conspiracy. Humph, did you think that you could defeat him like this? Don't even think about it! It would be better to have the jade broken than to live in ruins. The northwest belongs to the Yang family, and even if it is destroyed, he will not give it away.

Send it to the court.
Chapter completed!