source and deal with it severely.

He seems to know better than anyone who these rumors are accusing.

"Trouble."

In the camp outside Lishan Palace, Zhang Xing by the campfire felt obviously dizzy after listening to Li Ding's narration.

"It is indeed troublesome." Li Ding, who relayed the news, also shook his head with his arms crossed. "We are only one step away from reaching Xidu, and suddenly something like this happened..."

"If things go wrong, a lot of lives will be lost." Qin Bao on the side also realized the seriousness of the problem. After experiencing the Dongdu incident, he probably gained some new insights. "The Ministry of War may not be able to find anything by checking among the troops.

But the Ministry of Punishment and local officials will definitely torture innocent people outside, and the scope of torture will be very wide."

"I'm afraid it's more than that." Zhang Xingqian laughed.

"How do you say it?" Qin Bao asked seriously.

"The origin of such rumors must be vague, and the scope must be chaotic." Zhang Xing sighed. "In the end, the officials below can only give a rough scope and date..."

"Isn't that a good thing?" Qin Bao couldn't help interrupting Brother Zhang.

Li Ding, on the other hand, suddenly realized, and then his scalp went numb: "It's really troublesome."

"What do you mean?" Qin Bao became increasingly unbearable.

"It's very simple." Zhang Xing said honestly. "When a saint is angry, he bleeds for thousands of miles... I have read an example. It is said that in ancient times, a saint was traveling to inspect a place. Meteorites fell on the road, and there were dissatisfied people.

He ran ahead of him and carved words, saying that this emperor would be divided after his death... The saint couldn't catch the specific person, so he simply killed everyone within ten miles of the surrounding area.

Qin Bao was stunned and sweating profusely.

"Third brother...can you think of a way?" After a while, Qin Erlang spoke cautiously.

Zhang Xing hesitated... He was certified as a single man, so what? Can he still assassinate the saint? The key is that he can't stab him! If he had the means and ability to stab him, why would he think about running away?

Woolen cloth?

At this time, Li Ding also slowly shook his head: "When a saint is angry, he bleeds for thousands of miles. This is a common incident since ancient times... The second expedition to Dongyi resulted in tens of thousands of casualties. Isn't it true that no one can stop it? This is too much.

It's difficult, it must take human life to soothe the saint's mood."

Qin Bao was dejected for a moment.
Chapter completed!