789 Public Opinion: The Emperor Cannot Lose the Support of the People
Feng Qingchen asked the secret guards to sneak into Shunning Marquis Mansion and Xueyi Guard, to steal the writing brushes, ink, paper and inkstone from Shunning Marquis Mansion and Xueyi Guard, and then asked the secret guards to write on them the secrets of Shunning Marquis Mansion and the darkness of Xueyi Guard.
As for these private and dark things, Feng Qingchen had never thought about writing the truth. He would write in a way that would cause confusion.
Didn't the Shunning Marquis' Mansion say that her apprentice raped the young lady of the Shunning Marquis' Mansion? Then she used the Blood-Clothed Guard's paper to write that the young lady of the Shunning Marquis' Mansion had an affair with a servant, that the young master of the Shunning Marquis' Mansion had an affair with his concubine, that the wife of the Shunning Marquis' Mansion had a lover and had an affair with the powerful people in the capital. The Shunning Marquis' Mansion was in great chaos, and there was not a single clean person in the entire mansion.
The young lady of the Shunning Marquis' Mansion had an affair with a servant. When the affair was exposed, she framed the doctor Sun Xiao, who went to the Shunning Marquis' Mansion to treat a patient. Doctor Sun Xiao was framed and thrown into prison. The Shunning Marquis' Mansion bribed the Blood-Clothed Guards, intending to force Doctor Sun Xiao to confess by torturing her.
Doctor Sun Xiaoshen refused to admit to the false crime, so the Blood-Yiwei threatened and intimidated him and used various means to persecute him. His family members wanted to see the Blood-Yiwei but they could not produce him. Since he was imprisoned in the Blood-Yiwei prison, Doctor Sun Xiaoshen's death and whereabouts have been unknown.
As for the dark side of the Blood-Cloth Guard, Feng Qingchen didn't need to tell him at all. The Dark Guard could write hundreds of stories about it. The bad things that this dark spy department, the Blood-Cloth Guard, had done in recent years were too numerous to list.
The Blood-Clothed Guards were responsible for monitoring all officials, but they colluded with them, shielded each other, took human lives lightly, ignored the law and abused lynching to satisfy the murderous desires of the prison bosses.
There were two pieces of paper, each with no more than a hundred words on it, but the things revealed on them could make anyone who saw them change their expression. The secret guard polished the text and handed it to Feng Qingchen.
According to Feng Qingchen, it was written in colloquial and direct language, and even ordinary people could understand the words when reading them. Feng Qingchen read it once and nodded with satisfaction.
Her purpose is to create public opinion, not to print textbooks, so of course she will write in whatever way is conducive to dissemination.
"Copy a thousand copies of the above content. I want to see it before dawn." Feng Qingchen reminded again and again that the note spreading the guilt of Shunning Marquis Mansion and the Blood-Clothed Guards could only be written by the secret guards and must not be known to anyone else in the mansion.
She couldn't let the Blood-Clothed Guards find the handwriting, so she didn't have to worry about the source of the paper. After searching everywhere, she could only trace it back to the Blood-Clothed Guards and Shunning Marquis' Mansion.
The secret guards also knew the seriousness of the matter. If people knew that the person who spread these rumors was Feng Qingchen, the emperor would be the first one who would not let Feng Qingchen go, but...
"Miss, is this method effective?" The secret guard carried out Feng Qingchen's orders without compromise, but at the same time was worried about the feasibility of this method.
They are not afraid of doing more work, but they are afraid of ineffectiveness. In the end, Feng Qingchen is the one who suffers. You know, they have never seen Feng Qingchen's method of distributing flyers, and they really can't guarantee the effect.
"Just give it a try to see if it works. Public opinion cannot be changed. We were at fault in this matter. What we can do now is to utilize public opinion and make it work for us." National conditions vary, and Feng Qingchen is not sure whether this method is feasible, but it is better to do it than not to do it.
"Public opinion? Would the emperor care about such things?" The secret guard sniffed and expressed his disagreement.
They had never seen such a thing as public opinion.
“The people are the most important, the country is second, and the emperor is the least important. When public opinion reaches a certain height, the emperor has to pay attention even if he does not want to. Just like the incident of the snow disaster, the mysterious relief worker was remembered by the people of Dongling, which made the emperor quite afraid of the mysterious relief worker. Do you think public opinion is useful?” In the snow disaster and the explosion of the five mountains, the Ninth Prince used public opinion to force the emperor to back down. Why can't she use it now?
The secret guard thought for a moment, nodded and continued to copy. It was not known whether he had figured it out. Feng Qingchen did not ask any more questions. After explaining clearly, he hurried towards the operating room, activating the smart medical package as he walked.
Feng Qingchen pushed open the door of the operating room and found that Zuo An was actually helping Sun Sixing clean the wound. His movements and attitude were as professional and serious as a doctor.
Feng Qingchen was stunned at the door for a moment, his nose sour, and he bowed deeply to Zuo An: "Thank you, Zuo An, Si Xing has woken up, I asked him to thank you, he saved his life."
Without Zuo An, everything would not be so smooth. Zuo An is Sun Sixing's savior. Feng Qingchen is not just saying this casually, she means it.
"You're so hypocritical. I'm just doing this for the money. It doesn't matter whether I save people or not. I, Zuo An, never save people. Since you're here, I'll leave the people to you." Zuo An arrogantly threw the cloth strip in his hand and left haughtily. This deliberate gesture revealed his true nature at the moment.
He was cleaning Sun Sixing's wound when Feng Qingchen bumped into him. He felt embarrassed because he had always acted like he hated Sun Sixing, so how could he help him clean his wound?
Although he was a little worried about the sheep-like boy, Zuo An still resolutely left. When he reached the door, Zuo An hesitated for a moment, then stopped and turned around and said, "By the way, you don't have to worry about him. He has not been violated. He is just punished."
After saying this, Zuo An finally left. Others might not understand what he said, but Feng Qingchen did. For prisoners in prison, the most terrifying thing is not physical harm, but psychological harm.
It is common for prisoners to be violated by other prisoners in the same cell in prison. This is not only common in ancient times, but also in modern times.
Feng Qingchen had been worried before whether Sixing would encounter such a problem. Now, hearing Zuo An say this, the last big stone in Feng Qingchen's heart fell.
She really didn't want such an innocent child like Sixing to see these dark things. She would rather Sixing be punished than be humiliated. Physical pain can temper a person's will, but psychological harm can easily destroy a person.
It was great that Si Xing was not humiliated. Feng Qingchen was extremely grateful. At the same time, he hoped that after this incident, Si Xing could still maintain his original character, and on top of that, his mind could become more mature.
"Thank you." Looking at Zuo An's proud and lonely back, Feng Qingchen suddenly laughed. It was a blessing in disguise that Zuo An came to Si Xing's aid when he was in trouble.
Humph... Zuo An heard it, but did not turn around. Instead, he snorted coldly. The voice was not loud, but it was loud enough for Feng Qingchen to hear.
"What a weird child! Don't you know that your personality is not very likable?" But Feng Qingchen just likes Zuo An's personality.
Zuo An has a very good and genuine personality. When he is nice to someone, he really is nice to him. He is nice to someone just because he likes him and never thinks about asking for anything in return.
With a look of relief, Feng Qingchen watched Zuo An leave. Looking at Tong Jue who stayed in the operating room, he frowned and said, "Tong Jue, you are not needed here anymore. Go take care of Mr. Zuo."
In an instant, Feng Qingchen regained the calmness and rigor that a doctor should have, and gave orders to Tong Jue in a cold voice.
"Yes." Tong Jue was frightened by Feng Qingchen's cold face. She responded aggrievedly and glanced at Feng Qingchen secretly. Seeing that Feng Qingchen didn't look at her, Tong Jue retreated dejectedly.
She knew that the young lady was dissatisfied with them.