The man knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged for mercy, but the anger still could not be appeased. Wen Chenxuan was so angry that he beheaded the man directly.

Even other people were punished, some of them simply couldn't bear it and died halfway!

How could Wen Chenxuan take these people seriously? To him, it didn't matter even if they all died.

He was furious in the palace and ordered them to make a new dragon robe within half a month, otherwise everyone in the entire clothing bureau would be punished.

For a time, everyone in the Shangyi Bureau was in danger and was busy making dragon robes, putting all other matters on hold.

What happened in the palace was never a secret. Wen Jingchi deliberately spread the news of Wen Chenxuan's violent behavior to the public.

For a time, this matter was spreading all over the streets and alleys.

That morning, when Wen Chenxuan went to the palace to review memorials, he heard several men talking. Because they were drinking tea at the tea stall, they did not notice Wen Chenxuan coming.

Moreover, they didn't even know what Wen Chenxuan looked like, they just kept talking about him.

"Have you heard? The prince seems to have killed several palace maids and eunuchs. They just embroidered a wrong spot on the dragon robe."

"It is said that more than 20 people died at once. Some seemed to have their hands and feet chopped off, and some were turned into human pigs. It was really tragic."

"I heard that more than a hundred people died. His Royal Highness the Crown Prince burned them all. They were burned to charcoal and it was hard to tell whether they were men or women. Their families cried and wailed, and some were killed on the spot."

"The prince is really guilty. He actually did so many evil things. The Ninth Prince is better. He has done so many good things for the people. He is not like this prince who is so violent."

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In their words, it seemed that if Wen Chenxuan became emperor, they would definitely live in dire straits every day, and would never have true peace. They might even be subject to increased taxes, etc.

Wen Chenxuan was not far from them, and the anger in his heart reached its peak.

"This group of unruly people actually dared to spread rumors. You should immediately throw them into death row and execute all three of their clans."

The subordinate frowned and immediately walked to Wen Chenxuan to lobby: "Your Highness, the news that you beat the workers to death is now spreading in the streets and alleys. If you punish them again, I am afraid that this matter will become true."

"Then we can't let this prince swallow this bitter pill, this must be someone deliberately spreading rumors, I think Wen Jingchi is to blame."

Now, the person who has the greatest hatred for him is unlikely to be anyone else except Wen Jingchi, and no one else would dare to do such a thing.

"Your Highness, we can't fall for other people's tricks. Since they have portrayed you as a monster, we can just do a good job on the surface. Why don't we give out porridge at Daxing Temple early tomorrow morning and give some change to those poor people so that they can live a good life.

In this way, the people will remember your kindness and will not think about the incident in which you beat the palace maid to death. They may even think it is a rumor. I am looking for some people to talk about it in the city, and I will be able to turn the tide by then."

After listening to his subordinates' words, Wen Chenxuan nodded calmly: "This is a good idea, do it immediately."

"Okay, I'll do it now."

The next morning, Wen Chenxuan appeared in front of the gate of Daxing Temple in plain clothes. In front of him were many steamed buns, more than a thousand of them, a large pot of boiled rice porridge, and several baskets of copper coins.

People lined up in long queues, many of them were beggars and poor people in the city.

Everyone held a broken bowl, and Wen Chenxuan personally gave them porridge, steamed buns, and a handful of copper coins.

It took him a whole morning to distribute all these things. Afterwards, he personally walked around the streets and alleys to comfort the people and understand their sentiments.

All of a sudden, the people began to change sides, believing that the incident of workers being beaten to death a few days ago was just a rumor that had spread and was not credible.

In the following days, Wen Chenxuan continued to put on a show and deceive the people, making them think that he was a good prince who served the country and the people, and a good emperor in the future.

He did a good job on the surface and did a lot to reverse the bad rumors.

Wen Jingchi also learned about this. He picked up the tea, put it to his lips, took a sip calmly, and couldn't help but sneered.

"The prince is really good at putting on a show, but does he think this can change everything?"

Suddenly he thought of Chu Ranxin: "Is Chu Ranxin able to enter and leave the Prince's Mansion freely?"

Now that he and Wen Chenxuan were in this situation, he knew everything in the Prince's Mansion, and he also knew that Chu Ranxin was under house arrest a few days ago.

The subordinate nodded immediately: "Yes, it seems that the ban was just lifted yesterday, and she can come and go freely."

"In that case, then go and help me do something..."

Hearing this, the subordinate nodded in agreement without hesitation.

The next morning, Chu Ranxin came out of the Prince's Mansion in a triumphant manner. After being confined for so many days, her bones were numb.

Her favorite thing every day is to go shopping, visit the rouge shop, and then go to the jewelry store to buy some things.

When she came to the street, she suddenly found a little child running up to her and asking for money.

The child knelt down in front of her and kowtowed: "Kind sister, please give me a steamed bun. I am starving to death. My mother is seriously ill and has no money to see a doctor."

The little boy cried with tears in his eyes and tried to grab Chu Ranxin's clothes.

Chu Ranxin dodged backwards for a moment, because she was wearing a white skirt today, and if she was caught by the little boy, she would not be able to wear it anymore.

But the little boy moved quickly and grabbed her skirt. His dirty hands left five black finger marks on Chu Ranxin's skirt.

Chu Ranxin screamed and kicked the little boy to the side: "You are so unreasonable, kid. You dare to be so rude to this princess!"

The little boy was so scared that he burst into tears. At this moment, an old woman ran over, pointed at Chu Ranxin and scolded him angrily.

"Why did you kick my child? You were so cruel to such a young child. You kicked his head and broke it. How could you be so cruel? You are such a vicious woman."

She immediately raised her hand and tried to avenge her little grandson.

But Chu Ranxin was not a pushover, and slapped her hard a few times: "You hateful old woman, do you know who I am? I am the concubine of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. You dare to be rude to me, slap me in the face."

The maidservant was not polite either. She rushed to the old woman and slapped her hard several times.

The old woman was old and frail, and the slap made her fall to the ground and start crying loudly.