Di Ying smiled.
He smiled innocently at King Han.
Smiling, he pointed to the three pamphlets on the desk and said, "Isn't this a shameful job? I would like to ask Mr. Han to look through those pamphlets.
If you still refuse to let people go after reading through it, then don’t blame your humble position for spreading the contents of those pamphlets.
Just spread it upward. You know. "
As he said that, Di Ying raised his eyebrows and cupped his hands towards the south.
Li Yuanjia: "..."
He wanted to see what exactly Di Ying was capable of, and how dare he threaten him like this!
He grabbed the pamphlet and flipped through it.
As he turned over it, his expression changed. It becomes more and more ugly.
He grabbed the oldest booklet and wanted to tear it up.
Then he heard Di Ying's voice that hated him to death.
"Tear it up, tear it up as you like. Anyway, these three books are just copies. Prince Han, you wouldn't be so naive as to think that someone in a humble position would dare to deliver the original copy to your door alone, right?"
Li Yuanjia: "..."
He swept all three pamphlets to the ground, and then turned to Di Ying angrily and said: "Di Ying, what on earth do you want to do? It's best to tell the truth. Don't tell me, you use these, Just to exchange the life of that untouchable!"
Di Ying was not frightened by the opponent's momentum.
The smile on his face became even brighter.
He smiled heartily and said: "Of course it's impossible. How big the capital is, how big the business is, but everyone understands the truth.
The capital of this humble position is so sufficient, naturally in addition to asking you to let Cui Bi go, there is another matter that needs to be discussed with you two calmly. "
"Discuss?" Li Yuanjia was filled with doubts.
Could it be that? Di Ying used these pamphlets just to play a role in this uprising...
Who wouldn’t want the power of the dragon? But those who strive for merit are also distinguished by merit. Could it be that Di Ying wants to use this to gain more chips?
Thinking about it, Li Yuanjia narrowed his eyes.
After taking a breath, he nodded and said: "Okay, as long as you are sincere, Mr. Di, we have plenty of opportunities to discuss."
"That's right." Di Ying smiled and took a step forward.
Next, the three of them discussed in the study room for about a quarter of an hour.
Then, Di Ying took Cui Bi, who had been tortured beyond sight, and left here and the palace.
Returned to Cui Bi's home.
Immediately afterwards, Di Ying arranged for three guards to send all the Cui family members elsewhere.
Di Ying is not afraid that Li Yuanjia dares to repent, but it is hard to say whether the Cui family will be secretly retaliated against, especially after Di Ying leaves, whether they will be secretly retaliated against again.
So for safety reasons, Di Ying arranged for someone to send the Cui family away.
However, it was not sent too far, just beyond the boundaries of Huazhou.
But Di Ying himself went to Xiangzhou.
Because the traces left behind by the criminal he wanted to track were heading towards Xiangzhou.
After discovering the traces of the gangster, Di Ying smiled and said, "This gangster is quite sensible. He knows where I want to go?"
No one understood him.
The guards were thinking: What if the adults want to go to Daoshan? They just need to follow.
…
At this time, in Xiangzhou City, people who work at sunrise and rest at sunset are getting up one after another.
And there was a very luxurious mansion, the front door was opened, and several carriages slowly came out.
The body of the carriage is relatively exquisite, and the first carriage is pulled by four horses. The bells on the four corners of the carriage made a pleasant sound as the carriage swayed.
It rang like this all the way, heading towards the west city gate.
Pedestrians along the road, no matter what they saw or heard, avoided the roadside one after another. The eyes looking at those carriages, especially the first carriage, were full of envy and awe.
Someone whispered: "This is Prince Huo's wife. Is she going to burn incense in Hui'en Temple again?"
"Probably. Today is the first day of February. According to Princess Huo's habit, she must go to the temple to burn incense." Someone heard the question and answered in a low voice.
But someone asked strangely: "It smells so good? So late?"
Generally, people are sent to wait for the incense on the first day, or they have to guard at the foot of the temple under the moonlight. How could he set off so slowly when the sun was already out?
Another person who heard this person's question lightly snorted and said: "You are from out of town, right? You don't even think about it, who is going to put up the incense stick? In this Xiangzhou territory , Who else dares to get in front of her? Even if she goes there after a while, that Zhuxiang must wait obediently for her to get on."
These words silenced everyone around him.
The people under their feet slowly moved away, and then dispersed together with the dispersing crowd. Everyone goes about their own business.
The less meddling, let alone discussion, about noble people's affairs, the better. If they say "baba" occasionally, they are brave enough.
In the first compartment of the carriage, Princess Huo was lying on the couch, stroking her hair with one hand.
What was thinking in her mind was: She is already nearly fifty years old, and she already has a lot of white hair in her hair. Why is the person at the top looking like she is almost sixty? Still so black and shiny?
Maybe you have some health secrets? I heard that his face has returned to his youthful state.
Princess Huo was really envious and jealous.
But...it's soon, until the big thing is done...
Princess Huo's thoughts gradually drifted away, thinking that maybe by that time, she could do it herself... right? Can't help but expect and look forward.
Unknowingly, the carriage arrived at the foot of Hui'en Temple.
Two of the Zhike monks in the temple were already waiting at the foot of the mountain, standing in front of a noble sedan.
They are responsible for carrying the distinguished guests up the mountain.
This is the highest courtesy in the temple for respected guests.
After Princess Huo met them, she sat in the sedan chair.
At this time, a maidservant who got out of the second carriage not far behind Princess Huo, holding a boy of about three years old in her arms, suddenly started crying loudly.
The cries startled the birds in the surrounding woods and flew around for a while.
Before the sedan curtain was lowered, Princess Huo heard the boy's cry and glared at the maid. Then she twirled her handkerchief, put it to her lips, and said in a voice: "Luo'er, wait until you've coaxed him, then go up the mountain." ."
Hearing this, the eldest maid Luo'er had no choice but to retreat a little and stand at the edge of the woods.
It wasn't until the princess and her party walked away that Luo'er put the boy on the ground and touched the boy's arm with his hand. The boy cried louder.
Luo'er had no choice but to carry him on his back again and climb up the mountain.
The long, winding stone steps seem to be endless.
