Chapter 383 Book Burning
The soldier kicked him in the face, causing him to spit out blood. He said impatiently, "What are you yelling about? The imperial court wants to arrest you."
"He is still at the feet of the prince, robbing the people."
"You committed a crime yourself. Don't you have any idea about it?"
“Take it away!”
When several people were gagged and taken away, they looked at their companions in horror.
He was caught before the plan even started. Is the East Palace so well-informed?
They thought that if they joined forces, they would still be able to deal with the little prince.
......
Bei Jingchu came to the largest warehouse where erotic paintings were stored. In front of her were piles of picture albums, and the heroines were all of her.
The male protagonists changed one after another, and she flipped through them expressionlessly.
With the flickering candlelight, I took a look at the contents above.
As expected, the most cost-effective and cheapest way to ruin a woman is to spread rumors about her.
No matter whether she is an ordinary woman or a crown prince, or an official appointed as a king, prince or general, people still talk about her romantic affairs in the bedroom with great relish.
She had never experienced this before because she hadn't grown up yet.
She threw the disgusting picture book into the pile of books.
With a wave of his hand, the soldiers took the oil that had been prepared long ago and sprinkled it on the ground bucket by bucket.
After the mixing is done, everyone leaves.
She stood at the door, took the torch from Long Shou, and threw it lightly. The flames touched the paper and spread quickly.
A warehouse that housed filth and dirt burned down, and the rising flames made the sky look brighter here.
Warehouses were set on fire one after another, and those who were preparing to spread rumors were tortured and thrown into prison one by one that night.
The money that the wealthy families used to buy them off has not been spent yet, but they are also out of luck to spend it.
The nights after curfew in Anzhou are usually quiet, with only the occasional call of the night watchman.
Tonight, however, the sound of soldiers marching quickly could be heard, causing people to close their doors and windows tightly, hoping that this disaster that came from nowhere would not affect their homes.
Those who had done wrong prayed with fear and guilt that this incident was not their fault.
Then he was arrested.
Inside the closed door of the Chang residence, Chang Jilang heard the sound of military boots hitting the ground outside and stamped his feet in anxiety.
"Brother, there's such a commotion. Has their rumor attack been discovered?"
He clapped his hands, "Definitely!"
"Apart from the Crown Prince, who else in Anzhou can mobilize the entire city's troops?"
"Brother, who do you think is so evil? Who leaked this matter?"
Chang Tingyi drank water with a guilty conscience, covered his face with his sleeves, and said in a calm voice: "The Eastern Palace is well-informed. It is normal for the news to leak out when so many people are mobilized."
“So I didn’t agree with this approach at the time.”
The younger brother was suspicious: "Didn't you disagree because what you said was too mean?"
Chang Tingyi coughed lightly and said, "You remembered it wrongly."
"Really?"
He affirmed, "Yes, that wasn't what I said. Did one of your brothers out there say that?"
Chang Jilang immediately denied it, "Don't I have only one brother? How could I have a brother outside?"
"So you remembered it wrongly."
Changjiro: "......That should be it."
Fortunately, except for the cities near Anzhou, Bei Jingchu did not personally take back the land in other prefectures.
The firepower of those powerful families was concentrated on the envoys they sent out, and the only ones who joined forces to cause trouble were the surrounding forces.
Otherwise, other places would also take action at the agreed time, and Bei Jingchu would be unable to deliver orders now.