After the villains heard my voice, they all lost their composure.

Abandoning the Zhang family, a prince's palace came. Magistrate Yang only felt that there was another bright future in the village. He thought that when Lord Yong Jiu wanted to marry a concubine to his proud son, he was still a little reluctant. After all, Yong Jiu was unwilling to marry a concubine to his proud son. The family only has the title of royal relative and has no power at all. Marrying his daughter, who is still a concubine, is a big loss.

Especially after learning that the concubine's mother-in-law, Mrs. Yang, had recently fallen out of favor and became an aunt who could not leave the house, her wife was still in the house feeling remorseful.

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I made a profit, I made a profit.

"Master Yang, I heard that there were suddenly rumors in the city that were not good for the palace and the prince. The bad words are hurtful to Liu Yuehan."

Magistrate Yang immediately stated that he would make the Anxi rumors disappear as soon as possible.

Yan Mu'an added: "I heard that there is a Chengwen Temple in the city. If anyone feels that they have been unfairly treated, go to the temple and cry, and they will be protected by the people in the city and the students. Is it true?"

Magistrate Yang's heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Zhang Yuanwai wanted to repeat his old tricks? His predecessor also demanded food arrears because the man surnamed Zhang went to Chengwen Temple and cried, so the matter was settled.

"I will definitely not let him appear in Chengwen Temple."

Yan Muan's smile did not reach her eyes, "This is not right, Mr. Yang. How can we stop him? He likes to cry in front of those tablets. You can also arrange for someone to come to that tablet to reason."

"How much blood, tears and money have been spent by the imperial court in order to maintain the stability of the people. The land belongs to the imperial court and paying taxes is a must. How can we not pay taxes?"

"A family wears gold and silver, and one meal consumes what ordinary people spend for a year. How can they have the face to cry in front of those sages? If they can still get protection, it can be seen that the tablets in Chengwen Temple are just for fame and reputation. "Senior, it wouldn't be a pity to smash the memorial tablet and burn the seedling. It would be best if the two schools in the city should be demolished as well. The students they teach can't even distinguish right from wrong, so what's the use of them?"

"I will help you with this matter."

At this moment, Magistrate Yang was covered in cold sweat. This princess was so ruthless that she smashed other people's memorial tablets, burned other people's temples, and chased all the students to death. She really had no fear at all.

How did the two schools offend her?

Magistrate Yang who came out of the palace was even more motivated. For him, since Zhang Yuanwai and others have already been offended, he should offend them to the end and step them into the mud to avoid trouble in the future. The following is the starting point He showed no mercy at all.

The next day, the government arrested people in the city on the grounds that they had lost a batch of official silver. Anyone who spoke loudest in teahouses, restaurants, and streets and alleys to slander the palace and Yan Muan was suspected of stealing official silver and must be taken back for rigorous interrogation. It only took half a day. The bad comments in the city were replaced by the lost official silver.

"They even dare to steal official silver. Thieves are becoming more and more arrogant these days."

"Who knows if it's true?"

"Ouch, why haven't you seen those people who paid taxes and grains come out today?"

Everyone started talking again. Some people thought that the government was right and felt that the tax and grain should be paid. You can't say that you don't pay the tax if you help the people.

Some people say that the Zhang family's benevolence and righteousness are better than those of the imperial court. At least they saved the people in a serious manner.

After learning that the people who had been released to create public opinion had been arrested, Zhang Yuanwai was lying on the bed unable to lie down anymore. He stood up and summoned the gentry like him in Yongcheng. They wanted to go to Chengwen Temple to cry together. cry.

"Everyone has been arranged. Nothing will go wrong this time. Those students must also give instructions. Say what you need to say and write what you need to write."

Mrs. Zhang felt that this step was too risky, "We can't afford to offend the palace. We only have tens of thousands of kilograms of grain, and it's not like we don't have any, so why don't we just hand it over?" "Hand it over?"

Zhang Yuanwai snorted coldly, "Today we are asked to make up for the grain tax, but tomorrow there will be other reasons for us to donate grain, as well as other lands under our names. If the palace is willing to investigate, it is impossible not to find it. When the time comes, we will be asked to donate grain." If we make up for it together, it will cost us our lives."

"If we don't let this matter go away, there will be endless troubles."

"Going to Chengwen Temple is just a cover-up, the real thing is yet to come."

His people have already set off. Tomorrow, just tomorrow, the witch in the palace will be ruined and the arrogant prince will be trapped in the quagmire!

Mrs. Zhang's heart was agitated. In her opinion, it was just a tax payment. The Zhang family had a mountain of food. Even if they gave away part of it, it would only be enough to keep them safe.

Going against the imperial court will not end well.

But Zhang Yuanwai would not listen to what Mrs. Zhang said. They had forced the new officials to dare not speak. It can be said that they had never lost in the fight against the Yamen in these years.

"What do you, a woman, know? There is no need to worry about this matter."

Mrs. Zhang could only sigh and go out to the small Buddhist hall, hoping that the Bodhisattva could bless them and pass this test.

In the evening of that day, as the last pilgrim left, the door of Puji Temple slowly closed. Just as the person who closed the door was about to turn around, the door was knocked open again. Seeing that the visitor was from the Zhang family, he hurriedly opened the door and welcomed the person in. The presiding monk sat cross-legged on the futon, with a hint of gloss on his lips. When he saw the visitor, he asked, "Do you have any orders from my master?"

"It's something big."

The visitor explained the matter in detail. Tomorrow there would be a prayer meeting in the temple to pray for a smooth autumn harvest. There would be many pilgrims coming by then. The great monk only had to do a little show and then say that the demon star had come to Yongcheng and his status was extremely valuable. , but it can make the people of Yongcheng miserable. Naturally, some people among the pilgrims will guide people to think about Yong'an Palace, and then give the princess the name of Yaoxing. Later, they create several things artificially to confirm the identity of Yaoxing. Everyone follows what they say. When the public opinion is together, there is no fear that the demon concubine will not die.

To the great monk, this was a small matter, and he immediately promised that it would be completed successfully, and the visitor would have to go back to recover and leave in a hurry.

The great monk who returned back was about to go find him to hide the roasted chicken. As soon as he entered the door, he saw a masked man sitting on his futon. As soon as he opened his mouth, something was flicked into his mouth and he swallowed it.

I subconsciously grabbed my throat, but it was too late, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

Ning Suo smiled slightly and hit the great monk on the chest with his palm. The great monk immediately spit out a mouthful of black blood, and then heard the man who hit him for no reason said: "How does the seven-day soul-breaking pill taste?"

The name of the medicine was casually mentioned by Ning Suo. The pill he was fed was made by someone at random. It is the kind with smooth skin and smooth skin. You can feel the huge toxicity after taking it, but it is not poisonous at all. After all, Heying Sect is still in its early stages of business and has not recruited anyone who knows how to make drugs.

But the great monk didn't know that. At this moment, he felt a severe fever in his abdomen, his internal organs were convulsing, and he felt like he had been poisoned. "What do you want to do?"

"I want you to obey."

Ning Suo looked at him condescendingly, "You will do as I say tomorrow, or else you will die from a puncture in your intestines and even the gods will not be able to save you."

Sure enough, it was easy to follow these crooked ways, and Ning Suo was deeply fascinated by it. (End of chapter)