Chapter 167 Li Gan's Public Opinion War! Inspired by Heshen Yan Song!
Li Qian smiled softly, but Xi Shi was so excited that she almost buried her head in Li Qian's arms.
Just then, he took Li Qian's arm and kept it on his back and legs, for fear that the thin gauze clothes would reveal his beauty.
Li Qian hugged her funnyly: "Why don't you raise your head and meet your husband?"
Changsun Wugou was wiping his wet hair with a silk towel. Hearing this, he raised his head in shock.
What sir?
"I..." Xi Shi's little face turned red, but with Li Qian's help, she turned her head.
Then he met Changsun Wujia's slightly confused eyes.
One pair of confused eyes turned into two pairs of confused eyes.
"Sister Changsun?" Xi Shi couldn't help but exclaimed, as if she was relieved, she hurriedly climbed out of Li Qian's arms and ran to Changsun Wugu.
"Are you my husband? Sister Changsun?" Xishi's big eyes were bright and she took Changsun Wugou's arm.
"I..." It was the first time that Changsun Wugou had her arm held by her in this situation, and his pretty face turned red for a moment.
"Your Majesty?" She kept winking at Li Qian. What's wrong with Mr. Li Qian?
Li Qian stood up with a smile and walked forward: "Of course it's up to the teacher to read. You can come here every day to teach Xi Shi how to read, so you will be her female teacher."
"Concubine..." Changsun Wugu's red lips parted slightly, but he looked down at Xi Shi's expectant eyes, and finally nodded lightly and agreed.
Xi Shi was extremely happy, took a step back in a hurry, and saluted gracefully: "Student has met Mr. Changsun."
Li Qian was startled when he heard this, as if he thought of something, and hurriedly put his arms around her waist: "Don't change your words in a hurry yet."
"Let's call you sister Zhangsun today, and wait until next time to call you sir and student."
"Next time?" Changsun Wugou and Xi Shi turned to look at Li Qian at the same time, with confusion in their big eyes.
Li Qian also realized that he had said the wrong thing and hurriedly changed his words with a dry smile: "Tomorrow, tomorrow."
Let’s do the drama between the female gentleman and the female student next time. Today it’s better for the older sister and younger sister.
Although the two women did not understand what Li Qian meant, their names were the same today and tomorrow, so they followed His Majesty's wishes.
Li Qian pulled Changsun Wugu over and took them both back to the chair to sit down. The two girls sat on his lap, one on each side.
It was only then that the somewhat naive Xi Shi realized why Sister Changsun had also taken a bath and came here?
Li Qian was busy wiping their hair with a silk towel in his left hand and a silk towel in his right hand.
He said in his heart that luckily there were only two tonight. If another one came, he wouldn't have a third hand to wipe his hair.
"Your Majesty?" Xi Shi's face flushed, not knowing whether or how to ask.
Changsun Wugao's pretty face was red and his head was lowered, but he didn't dare to look at Xi Shi.
"Your eldest grandson sister will not leave today."
Li Qian said in the tone of a strange uncle: "It's September and the weather is getting cold. She will stay here tonight and rest with us."
Changsun Wugao sat on Li Qian's other leg, the red glow on his pretty face almost flying to the base of his fair ears.
Xi Shi nodded in confusion, it turned out that he was just resting today.
Then maybe...it's okay, right?
"Your Majesty, I will send you two more quilts right now." Xi Shi hurriedly went down to speak to the maid waiting outside the door.
The smile on Li Qian's face froze, and Changsun Wugu also burst into laughter.
Xi Shi turned around in confusion, not knowing why.
"Go, go." Li Qian smiled and waved his hand.
Xi Shi said a few words through the door, and soon a palace maid walked into the room carrying two other brocade quilts, put them on the bed, and then ran out like her buttocks were on fire.
The emperor actually wanted to sleep with two empresses one night. This... this is too ridiculous...
No, it shouldn't be called a big quilt. After all, there are three quilts here.
Maybe... there is really innocence between them?
Naturally, Li Qian couldn't hear the thoughts of these little maids. He wiped the hair of the two girls with a smile, and then went to bed with them.
"I can just sleep outside." Seeing them both go to bed, Li Qian laughed and blew out the red candle as thick as his forearm and got into bed.
It was pitch black in Qiushui Pavilion, and only silence remained.
Xishi was sleeping on the innermost side of the bed. At this moment, she suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the outside, and some strange movements. She couldn't help but call out to Changsun Wuguo curiously: "Sister Changsun, what's wrong with you? Where's the matter? Is it comfortable?"
"No……"
Changsun Wugou's voice was squeaky, as if it was squeezed out through clenched silver teeth.
There was a slight smile in Li Qian's voice: "Your eldest grandson sister is a little cold. Can you come over and help her warm up?"
"Ah?" The innocent Xi Shi actually believed it and moved her body to get closer.
In the darkness, Changsun Wugou seemed startled and hurriedly explained: "I didn't..."
It just stopped mid-sentence.
After a while, Li Qian's smiling voice continued: "She's shy. She's embarrassed to say it. Come here quickly."
"With two layers of quilts, how can I help her keep warm?"
Xi Shi was a little hesitant, but thinking that his eldest grandson Wugou would still be his teacher, he naturally had to respect his teacher, so he agreed: "Oh~"
Then he came over.
There is an idiom that is very appropriate and appropriate to use here, which is called the sheep entering the tiger's mouth.
Of course, if we talk about it seriously, it is not really a mistake. After all, Li Qian is also a pure person.
That night, he did nothing but simply slept.
I don’t know whether this is true or not. Anyway, he thinks it is very simple, well, very simple...
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When Li Qian was worried about the situation in the disaster area, there was indeed trouble in Xingyang and Bianzhou.
It's just that this mess... is somewhat different from what Li Qian imagined.
I have just come back from the embankment with my lord, Zi Jin Chuan Hua Qian Gua, and are currently riding in an ordinary black woolen sedan on the way to the county government office.
There are a lot of people on the street, most of them are ordinary people wearing simple clothes and thin bodies, with a bit of sadness on their faces.
Sitting in the sedan chair with the adults, I was out of sight and out of mind for these people.
In fact, he himself was troubled, so naturally he couldn't look at these people and victims again and ask for trouble.
As the sedan was moving, a burst of noise suddenly came from the front.
"What a hateful dog officer!"
"Alas! We just have too many dog officials like Wang Shen in our work!"
"I really want to beat this bitch to death..."
As He Shen listened, he suddenly became excited and hurriedly asked Liu Quan who was following him outside the sedan: "Liu Quan, where is this place?"
Liu Quan, who had always been hardworking and uncomplaining, seemed a little panicked: "Master, it's just a shabby tea stall. There's a guy who listened to a play in Goulan and is running here to make a fuss!"
"Wang Shen, Wang Shen..."
He Shen felt something was wrong as soon as he heard this.
For no other reason than that he and his Excellency have undercover agents in banks all over the country, one of whom is under the pseudonym Wang Shen and called Liu Quan.
Now when I heard this, I immediately became sensitive.
"Quick, go and listen to what they are saying!"
He Shen was almost anxious. Could it be that someone had found out about such a hidden secret?
Are these people so capable? Have you underestimated them before??
"Master, I'm going right now!"
Liu Quan also knew the priorities, so he trotted over with a few others, inquired about the news for a while, and then hurried back.
"Master, we have found out clearly."
Liu Quan looked around and whispered to the sedan chair: "This play is about a village bully named Liu who bullies men and women and preys on the common people."
"No county magistrate can do anything to this person, just because he has a big backer in the court, the corrupt official Wang Shen!"
"This Wang Shen is even worse than the bully named Liu..."
Liu Quan swallowed his saliva, considered his words, and said, "Wang Shen is worse than Bully Liu..."
He Shen slapped his thigh angrily: "Hurry back to the county office!"
This is clearly someone trying to smear him and Shen!
Why is Wang Shen not Wang Shen?
These two words together, don’t they mean he and Shen’s Shen?
The low-key black cloth sedan made its way back to the county government office.
The backyard of Jiyang County Government Office.
The courtyard wall is made of bluestone, and tall black columns support the main hall.
"Check! You must get to the bottom of it for me!"
He Shen, who was dressed in purple brocade and had money hexagrams, sipped tea, frowned and said firmly: "We must check!"
The magistrate of Jiyang below was wearing a blue official robe. He was a little timid, but he still asked in a low voice: "Master He, what are you investigating?"
"Check both."
He Shen couldn't help but raise his voice a little higher: "Whether it's the messy drama or the lack of food on the embankment, we need to find out!"
"Who is behind this!"
He actually made He Baobao very angry by writing him, a loyal minister with a kind heart, into some heinous and traitorous minister.
Naturally he would not agree to this situation.
"My lord, I will obey your orders!"
The county magistrate bowed and said with a grimace: "It's just that this drama must have been spread outside the county. This county can ban it, but if we want to investigate it carefully, I'm afraid... we have more than enough ambition but not enough power."
"Sir, why don't you ask people from other counties to cooperate?"
What I have said is very clear. How can I, the official of Jiyang County, find out about someone else's territory?
He Shen also nodded, with a not-so-good look on his fat face: "I will now send the document to Guancheng and Zhongmou counties and ask them to investigate together! Find out who has ulterior motives and slander me!"
This play seemed to appear out of thin air and quickly became popular in Jiyang County. There must be someone behind it who is adding fuel to the fire.
Could it be those big players?
And about Wang Shen, how did the person who wrote the drama know about it?
Just when He Shen was speculating on these people with the greatest malice, there was a sudden sound of footsteps outside.
"Sir He, Lord County Lord."
A small official in soap clothes came and bowed and said: "Zheng Chen, Master Zheng, Zhou Lingzhou Yuanwai, Gao Shouru, Master Gao..."
The clerk reported a list of names one after another, and finally said: "These masters have come to see you, sir."
He Shen was startled for a moment, then smiled and said: "Okay, invite them all to come in."
Naturally, the big families in Xingyang and Bianzhou are not all people who have been fooled by lard.
Some people covet the millions of acres of fertile land that have been created out of thin air, but there are also people who can see the situation clearly. These people either feel that they cannot beat He Shen, Yan Song and others, or that for them, there are some things that are better than farmland.
More valuable…
Therefore, many big investors still support Heshen this time and stand firmly on his side.
"Mr. Zheng, Mr. Gao... they are all rare guests!" Although He Shen was thinking about the opera, he still smiled and invited these wealthy squires in brocade to sit down.
"My lord, have you listened to that play?"
Gao Shouru was an old man in his sixties or seventies, with a large frame and wearing a fiery red pine brocade robe. He came up and started asking questions in a hurry.
"this……"
He Shen didn't expect to be asked such an embarrassing question when he came up: "This... I know a thing or two..."
"Sir, we didn't expect that we would stage such a play."
Seeing his embarrassment, Zheng Chen hurriedly took over the topic and said, "I hope you and your lord can ignore this matter and continue to cooperate sincerely with Prime Minister Yan."
"Senior Prime Minister?"
He Shen's chubby hand holding the tea cup suddenly stopped and he raised his neck stiffly: "What is Mr. Yan? What's going on?"
"This..." All the wealthy gentry were also stunned.
Don’t you know about co-authorship?
Everyone turned their heads and looked at Zheng Chen, who was sitting in the first place, with a bit of complaint in their eyes.
I asked you to come here in such a hurry, even others and adults don’t know about it!
There was a bit of embarrassment on Mr. Zheng Chen's face, and he forced a smile and said: "Master Yihe is so wise. I don't know now, but I will know sooner or later."
He looked aside again: "Lao Gao, didn't you also bring the play? Come and show it to Mr. He."
"Okay." Gao Shouru didn't hesitate and took out a wad of paper from his sleeve and handed it to He Shen.
He Shen took it and looked through it expressionlessly, with veins on his forehead standing out.
What kind of corrupt official Wang Shen does all kinds of evil, what kind of Prime Minister Yan is asking for orders for the people, and has a clean mind...
Prime Minister Yan...
He Shen's teeth were itching with anger. When he saw these three words, how could he not be able to figure out who this person was?
Except for Yan Song, that wicked old bastard, no one would dare to do such a thing!
"Did this drama come from the North Bank?" He Shen was furious and slapped the stack of drama on the table.
Zheng Chen hurriedly explained: "Master He, there may be some misunderstanding about this matter."
Other wealthy gentry members also tried to persuade each other: "Yes, Sir, now that there are foreign enemies, we should never fight among ourselves."
"Sir, you and Prime Minister Yan are both people who sincerely work for the people, and both are upright officials. In fact, there is no need to care about these false names."
"Yes, Sir, if there is a delay in repairing the embankment, it will be troublesome. Let's deal with the matter of food for repairing the embankment first..."
These big investors who support Heshen are worried about what if Heshen and Yan Song get into trouble and delay the construction of the embankment.
Then wouldn’t all their previous investments be in vain?
He Shen naturally understood the concerns of these people, and he smiled calmly: "Don't worry, I am not a petty person like Yan Song. I know my priorities clearly!"
Many squires breathed a sigh of relief.
But He Shen then said: "But I can't always watch Yan Song smear me like this, right?"
Zheng Chen understood it first and hurriedly patted his chest and promised: "Don't worry, Sir, this play will definitely not be sung in Nan'an in the future!"
The other squires also understood and hurriedly made various guarantees that they would never let these false things smear Mr. He's reputation.
But they can't control the North Shore.
After saying this, the remaining squires changed their tone and started talking about the serious business of building embankments.
"Everything has been going wrong these days!"
Zhou Ling shook his head and said with emotion: "First, Lao Wan Tou was almost persuaded by those people. In the past few days, they have been shouting that their own food is also in short supply, and they have asked everyone not to borrow any more food..."
Lao Wantou refers to the squire Wantong, who is an extremely important person in the process of embankment construction.
The stones used to build the embankment were all dug out from Zhoushan Mountain by civilians, and this Zhoushan Mountain... was the boundary of Wan Tong's family.
"Yes, fortunately we discovered it early and didn't let those grandchildren succeed!"
Gao Shouru said angrily: "You said that after repairing the embankment, wouldn't future generations benefit from it?"
"These bastard thieves are constantly jumping up and down, causing mischief everywhere. They are really a pile of rat shit!"
He Shen laughed twice and then said: "It doesn't matter."
"As long as we stay close to each other, these people will not find a chance!"
"The names of these people who did not borrow food have been written down by my official. When the dike is completed, their names will still be engraved on the dike."
Many wealthy squires were immediately stunned as to what this meant.
Are you and your Excellency the most virtuous people in the world?
But He Shen smiled slightly: "It's just that there are a few words added in front of it, 'Those who once borrowed food and then regretted it'."
The big family members were startled, then burst into laughter, and the hall was filled with joy.
Zheng Chen couldn't help but smile and gave a thumbs up, saying: "Master He, it's high, it's too high!"
He Shen looked at the squires with a smile: "When the time comes, there will be fewer names on the embankment borrowing food, but there will be so many people who regret it. Doesn't it show your benevolence even more?"
When everyone heard this, it seemed that this was also the case.
Some things rely on comparison.
With the comparison of those who are treacherous and regretful before the battle, wouldn't it seem that those who have been consistent from beginning to end are more reliable?
The squires all rejoiced.
But Zheng Chen was a little worried: "Master He, if this happens, will there not be enough food?"
As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent again, and then the discussion in the back hall seemed to explode again.
"Sir, the grain cannot be transported until at least the spring of next year, when the canal thaws. If those people all retreat, can we still hold on with our grain?"
"Yes, sir, I think many people have been moved by what they said, and they all want to stop borrowing food..."
The prerequisite for engraving on the embankment is that the embankment can be repaired.
But if the embankment cannot be repaired, all this will be in vain.
If Li Qian were here, he would definitely feel that the situation is thrilling.
The loan loan that Fatty concocted was actually similar to the joint-stock company in his previous life.
The many large squire households who lent grain were equivalent to small shareholders.
It's okay if one or two people sell stocks, but what's most scary is that many people sell stocks and encourage others to sell stocks.
If this causes panic, it is likely to be like an avalanche, causing all shareholders to be thrown out, and by the end it will be out of control!
Shareholders are also worried that selling may cause the stock price to plummet, so they sell very carefully.
But today's big households who borrow food don't have such scruples. The food is always in their own hands. If someone says they don't want to borrow it, they won't have any subsequent losses at all!
At most, it is just a sunk cost that has been invested, but if you have the idea of withdrawing, you will only withdraw your investment as soon as possible. The more you hesitate, the more you will lose.
Heshen and other wealthy people may not understand the ins and outs of this, but they also understand a simple truth.
If there are rumors in the market that people are not borrowing food, even those who originally wanted to continue borrowing food from abroad will have to think about it.
He Shen frowned and pondered for a moment. In any case, whether or not to borrow food was his own business. He could not and had no reason to force him.
"Don't panic."
He first calmed down the emotions of everyone present. These are basic fundamentals and must not be lost. If they all run away, then the embankment will really be impossible to repair.
"Even if there is not enough food, the worst it will be is a suspension of work. At the worst, we will have to wait for the grain from the court next year to be delivered before repairing."
"It is impossible that the levee cannot be repaired!"
When many squires heard this, they realized the problem.
The worst-case scenario would be a delay of half a year, so there seems to be no need to panic.
He Shen looked at their expressions and said with a smile: "If someone wants to stop borrowing food, just accept it happily without any further persuasion."
"There are so many people coming to borrow food from me, how many of them are still needed?"
Many squires recalled the enthusiastic registration that day. So many people wanted to come to borrow food. It was hard for them and others to grab the quota, so they felt relieved.
In fact, what they just said had some intention of testing He Shen's attitude.
After regaining consciousness at this moment, one by one they persuaded He Shen: "Master He, actually it's almost done now."
"Yes, sir, they can retreat as soon as they retreat. The food borrowed by us people is enough, there is no need to add others!"
"Master He, this is very true. If Master He is afraid of delaying the construction period, at worst we can add a little more..."
He Shen knew what they were thinking, so he smiled and said: "No matter what, I appreciate your good intentions."
Although it sounds nice, only he knows in his heart that he probably won't be able to borrow any food now.
Although many people went up to the pole to beg him and the adults to borrow food, things are different now.
Those big households who can't get any benefits and are suffering from pinkeye still account for the majority. Under their joint clamor, there may not be many people willing to borrow grain anymore.
If we can't borrow grain, then even if the imperial court brings grain, we may not be able to repair this embankment...
I have other ideas about this dike.
It's just that the worries in my heart cannot be explained to outsiders.
After the wealthy people chatted for a while, they all left, leaving Zheng Chen alone.
"A good deal with the adults."
Zheng Chen chuckled: "As long as we don't stop them, those who were going to withdraw and not borrow food will probably hesitate again."
He Shen shook his head disapprovingly: "It's just a small trick. If you don't want to borrow food, you will still withdraw sooner or later."
"good."
Zheng Chen nodded: "But those who can't stand on the stage can only do such small things to hinder you."
He looked at He Shen with a smile: "Master He and Yan Xiang have the Holy Scroll with them, and those people's usual tricks will no longer work."
"Just watch, these people will definitely not be able to defeat us."
He Shen had no idea what he meant by his words.
These big families naturally have unique tricks to deal with local officials.
Generally speaking, local officials are appointed for a term of three years. After three years of service, they will be subject to evaluation by the Ministry of Civil Affairs and the imperial court.
But these days there are not many officials who can work safely for three years.
Either there's something wrong above, or there's something wrong below.
What the wealthy country squires are best at is finding problems among people.
If a local official comes who doesn't know how to cooperate and is always antagonistic, the wealthy people will naturally find ways to get him out of the house.
Local officials have just arrived and are not familiar with local government affairs, so it is easy for them to make various mistakes.
And the big business owners can seize this point and set a trap for the local official, leading him to make a big mistake.
Even if their officials in the court do not take action at that time, the officials who have made mistakes will at least be transferred from their posts, or at worst they will be demoted.
Naturally, the big households can wait until the next local magistrate comes to take office, and then slowly train them...
Only a very small number of local officials with strong backgrounds or experience can avoid this disaster.
But in the process of getting along with each other, it is still inevitable to be annoyed by them.
If you think about it, you will know that even Heshen, Yan Song and other officials who have all the power in the court and these rampant big families dare to give eye drops, let alone the local officials below?
If it were some ordinary imperial envoy who came this time, he would definitely not be able to withstand the torment of the big family in the end.
But this time, one of the two people came is the prime minister, and the other is in charge of the official department, and he can be a background person for others. It will be even more difficult for the big families to repeat their old tricks.
Now these two people only have His Majesty the Emperor as their head. The only way to get rid of them is to make the Emperor change his mind.
But, is this really possible?
"His Majesty……"
He Shen was still a little worried at first, but after thinking about it, he suddenly shook his head and laughed: "Yes, with His Majesty in the capital taking care of me, I think everything will be fine."
Zheng Chen just said it casually at first to express respect, but he didn't expect He Shen to look relieved, and he couldn't help but become more curious.
"Sir, there are many people among those people who have friendships in the court, and some of them are friends with many military attachés."
"Is it possible that His Majesty can really deal with those people?"
"Your Majesty will certainly have a solution."
He Shen didn't want to talk to him about this anymore, so he changed the subject with a smile: "Is there anyone here in Nan'an who can write dramas? Can Mr. Zheng help with the search and invite them all here?"
Zheng Chen's brows jumped, and suddenly there were some bad associations in his heart: "Master He, what do you want to do?"
He Shen said with a smile: "He Yan Song can write plays and arrange them for me, so naturally I can ask people to write plays and arrange them for him."
"This..." Zheng Chen looked at him with a dry mouth.
He Shen spoke with great joy, as if he had been thinking about the draft in his mind while they were talking.
"Just write about a salt merchant named Shan Gao!"
The salt merchant's name is Shan Gao... Isn't this riding horse Yan Song?
Zheng Chen's forehead was pounding and he felt a little raw.
He Shen then said with great enthusiasm: "This man took advantage of the fact that he recognized a high official named Yan Gaoshan as his adoptive father, so he committed evil deeds, bullied the market, forced the people to buy his precious salt, and even dared to beat up the officials of the transportation department. He was so domineering,
Rampant for the rest of the world!"
"Yan Gaoshan..." Zheng Chen's eyes darkened.
The more He Shen talked, the happier he became: "But there is justice in the hearts of the people in the world. There is a young official in the Salt Transport Department named Shen He. He is quite handsome, with bright eyes and sparse eyebrows. He looks talented and upright. He is not satisfied with the salt."
Shang Shangao's evil deeds must be matched with wits and courage..."
I was spitting with the adults and talked for a long time.
Zheng Chen's eyes widened when he heard this, and he thought to himself that Prime Minister Yan was just rehearsing a play, are you going to put on a long series with this attitude?
"Defeating the strict party officials one after another, Shen He's official position became bigger and bigger, and finally the corrupt official Yan Gaoshan had to give in..."
He Shen also added the element of monster killing and upgrading to make the story more exciting.
But after he finished speaking his masterpiece, Zheng Chen's eyes went straight, as if he hadn't heard anything.
He Shen secretly sighed at the pity, but still smiled and said: "Mr. Zheng's hands and eyes are all over the sky. I will get rid of you in this matter of finding someone to write the script."
Zheng Chen trembled and quickly came to his senses: "Don't worry, Sir, I will find it for you as soon as possible."
"good."
He Shen slapped his thigh: "It's best to write it in one day, rehearse it in the next day, and then you can sing it everywhere!"
Zheng Chenxin said, how about you kill me?
"I'll do my best," he replied with a dry smile.
Of course, the strength of the Zheng family cannot be underestimated. They have many such talented writers and opera troupes in their own family. Now that He Shen has a request, they naturally have to speed up the production.
Under the management of a group of veterans and skilled hands, the troupe quickly arranged their schedule and rushed to various counties in the north and south.
Moreover, He Shen also spent his own money to support these theater troupes, so that they did not have to go to Goulan House to collect tickets in order to make money, but went to perform in crowded places.
For example, on a dam construction site, in a busy city with many people...
It has to be said that Mr. Guangliang He is indeed better than Yan Song who is picky in some aspects. The troupe spread the news very quickly, and the people on both sides of the Yellow River soon knew about the play.
And because of He Shen's generosity, this play was more widely spread than Yan Song's play, and was welcomed by many people.
For a time, the names of salt merchant Shan Gao and traitor Yan Gaoshan were notorious.
After hearing the news, Yan Song naturally scolded He Shen for being treacherous and shameless, and soon banned this large-scale TV series in Bei'an.
But the news cannot stop, and it is still spreading all the way.
Beijing, Ziwei Hall.
Li Qian was in the political hall, looking at the report on the actions of He Shen and Yan Song, but he was greatly inspired.
In recent days, the rumors in Beijing have become more and more intense.
Li Qian couldn't help but let his subordinates arrest many people who spread such rumors, but they were all dragged away by the Ministry of Punishment with the excuse of "I dare not listen to my lies".
No matter what, there will be no trial.
But when he saw Yan Song and He Shen's methods today, Li Qian's eyes lit up and he was suddenly inspired.
They can use public opinion to discredit him as the emperor, can't Li Qian use public opinion?
Suddenly, Li Qian thought of the powerful tool of newspapers.