Early the next morning, big-mouthed Lin Jiayan took to the streets.
As a well-known dandy in Beijing, although he is not as dissolute as the rumors say, he still has a number of bad friends.
Some of these people are young men from aristocratic families, some are romantic scholars, and some are gangsters and beggars who have been entrenched in the capital all year round.
In order to gather all these people together, Lin Jiayan specially packed the famous tiles today.
After waiting for people to arrive, he ordered people to bring all kinds of food, and asked storytellers, opera singers, and melodies to come to the battle. These people were served obediently in minutes, and they were eager to go and do things for him immediately.
After all, with the title of Concubine Xiao, their ears have been ringing with noise recently.
First, it was Yun Mengtian who invited you into the pot and paid for it after ruining the situation. Then there was Yun Mengtian, who was surrounded by thousands of people asking for medicine. To this day, there are still people outside the corner of the medicine shop.
We are all talented people in all walks of life, and recently we have heard more or less rumors about the DPRK.
If the news they know is true, then this imperial concubine is really incredible. She even tricked those three families.
So as soon as Lin Jiayan said that he was doing something for her, the remaining resistance and worry in the hearts of this group of people disappeared.
After all, the imperial concubine has a good reputation.
At least the common people have no choice.
If you want to reverse rumors, basic reputation is more important than anything else. Just like you can't whiten a black pot no matter how you wash it, but you can wash away the dirty white pot with water.
"Little Marquis, I can go out and speak for you right now. You know that we, the Beggar Clan, walk around the streets all day long, and no one is better at spreading news than us."
Zhang San, the beggar leader, introduced himself while biting the chicken leg.
With him taking the lead, others also raised their hands.
Especially the group of romantic scholars and literati. They have long been dissatisfied with the behavior of the current imperial court. They have been looking for so long and are just waiting for a suitable reason to launch an attack.
However, facing the enthusiasm of Zhang San and others, Lin Jiayan waved his hands and said:
"Don't worry, they say the mantis stalks the cicada and the oriole follows behind. I only want to be the oriole who eats and drinks well, not the mantis that dies in front."
In the afternoon of that day, with the joint efforts of many people, messages between Xiao Xiruo and Feng Yehan began to ferment in major restaurants.
First, there were storytellers and opera performers on stage, and then a group of secret actors pretended to be surprised and started talking about it at the wine table and in the teahouse.
In just one afternoon, the news that Concubine Xiao had been in love with her cousin since she was a child and had been courting her for many years had spread throughout the streets.
At first, these words were normal. Most of them had been heard by ordinary people, and they didn't seem very new.
However, as word spread, these rumors changed.
For example, the imperial concubine fell in love with the Night King so much that she chased him all the way to the capital. Although she became the emperor's concubine, she used her younger brother's identity to hang out with the Night King many times.
Some of the rumors even described the private meetings between the two of them as if they had seen with their own eyes that the imperial concubine was unruly and had cholera in the harem.
Gradually, the news that the imperial concubine was really a waste of time and a slut who could not live up to her husband's will became an interesting conversation among many people at the wine table.
Everyone likes to see fairies fall into the mortal world.
And to destroy everything about a woman, sometimes it's just that simple.
After all, you don’t need to be responsible for speaking, right?
The news of the successful victory was quickly summarized to various families. When Queen Mother Hua listened to Hua Suyi's report, she seemed to be ten years younger all of a sudden.
Of all the news that came after the New Year, there was none more comforting than this.
I have no choice but to blame it on the women of the Xiao family, they are too hateful.
Back then, the aunt just took away all her love, but now the niece is not happy either. Not only did she seduce the puppet she cultivated, but she also pretended to be crazy and played tricks on her.
Xiao Xiruo, Xiao Xiruo, it’s not impossible for you to be a smart person.
But I'm afraid that this cleverness will be mistaken for me, and I will shoot myself in the foot!
Almost at the same time, Feng Qi and Andinghou and his wife also received the news and showed a smile.
In their view, there is no good or evil in this rumor competition, everything is just for profit.
However, they didn't know that the good-for-nothing emperor who sat in the Hall of Cultivation of the Heart all day long, turning over the memorials as if he was looking through waste paper, was now red-eyed because of the paper in his hand.
His baby.
How could a baby that he wished he could carry in his arms every day and carry with him wherever he went, fearing that he would be offended even if he touched or hugged her, could be so slandered?
"Lord, are you okay..."
Shen Mian murmured for a long time, his voice as thin as a mosquito. It wasn't that he didn't dare to speak loudly, but the violent internal force in the palace made him almost speechless.
He didn't know if their master was okay, he only knew that others were dying.
He didn't know how long it took before he heard the command as cold as frost.
"The tongue is useless, so cut it off for them."
The first ray of sunshine in the morning fell into the bedroom, Xiao Xiruo opened his eyes in a daze, and his whole body was immersed in the sweet and mellow smell of agarwood.
She is a "dying person", so her complexion is always pale. In novels, it is often written that the skin can be broken by blowing bombs, which is a true portrayal of her.
It's just that people describe her skin as having good skin, but she really breaks it if she exerts too much force...
After complaining about herself every day, Xiao Xiruo subconsciously looked sideways to look for Xue Xue and others.
However, Xue Xiang was not seen, but instead he met a pair of shining peach blossom eyes. Xu Shi's bones were too superior to each other. When he lowered his eyebrows and raised the ends of his eyes, the flowing light in his eyes actually seemed to be alive, making Xiao Xiruo move. Don't open your eyes.
This early in the morning, she was once again made handsome by the villain.
sin.
What a sin.
Trying to suppress her vigorous heartbeat, Xiao Xiruo, after reciting "He must not have feelings" several times, finally said to Feng Wuyan weakly:
"Your Majesty, won't you go to court today?"
She went through Feng Wuyan's itinerary carefully in her mind, vaguely remembering that today was not the day for him to rest.
So if he wasn't sitting in the morning, what was he doing with her?
"I won't go to court today." Feng Wuyan stared at her, his usually cold and sharp eyebrows softening. He seemed to hesitate for a few seconds before he said: "I will accompany you today."
Xiao Xiruo: "?"
Accompany me?
With her little mind spinning, Xiao Xiruo began to think about what kind of big day it was for her to be able to make the model worker villain Yu sit down beside her bed in a dignified manner and wait for her to wake up gently and seriously.
birthday?
Anniversary of entering the palace?
Entering the palace for a hundred days?
Or is it my time to die?
Seeing the girl on the couch looking uncertain and frightened by him, Feng Wuyan finally spoke up and said:
"Yesterday, all kinds of rumors spread throughout the capital, and every one of them was slander and slander against you. Since you and I are in love, then in my eyes, you should come first in everything. If I don't come today, you and I will How to win the trust of Night King and Yan Lao, as well as the tens of thousands of people in the capital?"
Xiao Xiruo: "!"
so……
What else could she say?
She can only talk about dedication, I will only obey you if you are awarded the title of Best Actor! This chapter has been completed!