The villain becomes a heartthrob after being reborn

Chu Nian shook his head: "I can't help it, my father likes these."

The emperor's condition gradually improved after half a month of recuperation. At this time, because of the construction of the Zhaixing Building, Zhao Guo's annual corvee was forced to be increased to twice.

People's grievances are everywhere, and they can't live in peace.

I don't know when, there was a saying from the capital that the emperor built the Zhaixing Tower because he was bewitched by Zhao Yueyao.In order to please the emperor, Zhao Yueyao acted recklessly regardless of the people.

Such rumors became more and more intense, and some people even threw rotten eggs at the gate of Zhao Yueyao's house.

The guards caught a few old women with shaggy gray hair and ragged clothes who spoke with a local accent.

"It's all because of him that my son died!"

"The building that was built is really a crime!"

Zhao Yueyao's face remained unchanged, but he was actually very uncomfortable: "Let them go, Liu Zhi, and give them ten taels of silver each."

"Who wants your stinky money!"

"You might as well kill me, my son died so badly."

Zhao Yueyao ordered someone to close the door: "You can take this money or not."

Soon, the rumor spread to the ears of the emperor.He asked Fushou with a sullen face, "Who spread the news?"

Fushou bent down and replied: "It was passed down by the Sangliu family, and the crown prince also played a role in it."

The emperor smashed the inkstone: "It's unreasonable, it's really deceiving people too much, isn't this clearly saying that I'm weak, incompetent? Check it out, check it out for me right away, I want all these people to die!"

"Wait, let Zhao Yueyao go and investigate. Give him half of the spy in your hand, and I will directly set up a spy office, and I will directly obey my orders. You don't need to report people who are arrested and sent to prison. You can use lynching to control these rumors!"

Fushou stopped: "Your Majesty, will this power be too great? If Mr. Zhao acts recklessly, what should we do?"

The emperor laughed twice: "Young man is very angry, if you bump into him, you can only consider yourself unlucky. Go, my old illness has relapsed recently, and I don't see anyone."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

When Zhao Yueyao received the order, he was stunned for a moment, and then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Kneeling directly in front of Zhao Yueyao was a young man in black with a cold and indifferent expression. This is a unique dead man of the royal family. He is only loyal to the emperor and does not obey anyone's words.

"Lord Zhao, by His Majesty's orders, the villain is waiting for your orders."

Hundreds of black-clothed youths knelt behind him, and the people who came and went among the households lowered their heads and dared not stop for fear of causing trouble.

Ruo Yulan watched from a distance, a touch of sadness rose in her heart.

Zhao Yueyao hooked his fingers: "What does Your Majesty want me to do?"

The boy in black: "Find out the recent rumors about Zhaixing Tower, and anyone involved in this matter will be killed without mercy."

Zhao Yueyao nodded, and if Yulan came, he presented a dark cloak: "My lord, the weather is getting colder in autumn, be careful of the wind and cold."

With his head down, he carefully tied the strap of Zhao Yueyao's cloak.

Zhao Yueyao signaled slightly: "Thank you, these things can be done by subordinates."

Ruo Yulan said: "My lord, do you need me to do anything?"

Zhao Yueyao didn't want to bring irrelevant people into it, so he sent the boy in black to go to Sang's house: "No need, just work hard in the household department, let's go."

Why did Zhao Yueyao go to Sang's house, because the black-clothed boy handed over a list, among which several people who spread rumors had been in and out of Sang's house.

When they reached the gate of Sang's house, the prime minister's mansion, the concierge asked warily, "Who are you and what do you want to do?"

The boy in black took out a token: "I was ordered to search the Prime Minister's Mansion and open the door."

As the saying goes, the seven-rank officials in front of the prime minister's gate, these concierges are used to being praised, and some people with low official positions have to give gifts to the concierges when they ask to see the prime minister. They are naturally unhappy when they see Zhao Yueyao and his party have such a bad attitude.

"No matter who you are, you have to wait for the villain to report to the master before letting you in."

Zhao Yueyao decided to give the prime minister some face: "Okay, you go."

The concierge giggled twice, rubbed his middle finger and index finger twice: "This, do you understand?"

Zhao Yueyao understands it too well. The Ministry of Household Affairs used to do things like this. No matter what they want, they need money. Later, Zhao Yueyao rectified it and it got better.

"If you don't eat a toast, you will be punished, and you will knock on the door."

The black-clothed teenagers were all ruthless, and beat people only where they hurt.There was too much commotion here, and Sang Ling from the mansion was disturbed.

"Zhao Yueyao, what are you doing in front of my house, you eloquent villain!"

Sang Ling's eyes were full of disdain. He always looked down on people like Zhao Yueyao: "Why, His Royal Highness doesn't like you, so you turned your head to deceive His Majesty?"

Zhao Yueyao sneered: "It seems that these rumors are indeed coming from the Sang family, take Sang Ling down for me, and search everywhere in the Sang family!"

Sang Ling couldn't believe it, and was forced to kneel on the ground: "Zhao Yueyao, you bitch, woohoo!"

The black-clothed boy next to him gagged his mouth with a rag, and the group turned the entire Sang Mansion upside down.

Mrs. Sang has been pampered and pampered all her life, and she has never experienced such a thing. Seeing her room was searched by a group of men, and her private clothes were found and trampled on the ground, she was so angry that she passed out.

"My lord, they are the ones spreading rumors. The villain also found these things from Mr. Sang's study."

Zhao Yueyao took it over and took a look. It was written on the paper on how to spread rumors, and it also included various pointers.

"Take people away."

The emperor allowed Zhao Yueyao to set up a private prison, so Zhao Yueyao threw Sang Ling into the dirty and dark prison.

This matter immediately reached the ears of Prime Minister Sang. At this time, he was discussing matters with the crown prince, when he heard that he stood up and blushed angrily: "Zhao Yueyao, you are too deceitful. Come here, I want to meet His Majesty!"

Sang Rou was also very worried: "Your Highness, why don't you go to face the saint with Daddy."

Sang Ling is the only legitimate son of the Sang family, so the prime minister will not give up on him no matter what.

For the sake of the prime minister, the prince agreed to enter the palace, but who knows, the two of them couldn't even enter the door because the emperor was seriously ill and could not see anyone.

There was no way, the prime minister gritted his teeth and directly united with the Liu family, preparing to put pressure on Zhao Yueyao.

In the dungeon, Zhao Yueyao hooked his lips and smiled: "Sang Ling, you got the stolen goods at the same time, you still don't recognize it?"

"You dare to hit His Majesty with your thoughts, you are looking for death."

Sang Ling was beaten so bloody that he spat out a mouthful of blood: "Zhao Yueyao, what are you? When my father finds out, I want you to kneel on the ground and give me a hundred bangs."

Zhao Yueyao: "If you insult me, you are insulting His Majesty. Ling Yi, kill him and send his whole body back to Sang Mansion, just for the sake of the prime minister."

The boy in black didn't change his face: "Yes."

Sang Ling's expression became flustered: "What nonsense are you talking about? Even if I am guilty, I have to go through the trial of the officials. Why, why do you kill me?!"

Zhao Yueyao didn't want to talk nonsense with a dead man, so he put on the hood on his cloak and was about to leave.

"Zhao Yueyao, I was wrong, I apologize to you, what do you want, I will let my father send it over, please don't kill me!"

When the sharp sword is at the neck, no matter how great a hero is, he probably cannot accept death as home.

Zhao Yueyao walked out of the dungeon step by step, and there was no sound behind him.

When Prime Minister Sang saw Sang Ling's body, he didn't react for a while.

"Ling'er, open your eyes and look at Dad."

The black-clothed boy Lingyi showed no emotion: "Prime Minister Sang, Sang Ling has been executed for disrespecting His Majesty. Please take this as a warning."

Prime Minister Sang's eyes dripped with hatred: "Zhao! Yue! Yao! How dare he do that!"

The black-clothed boy took out his token: "Under the order of His Majesty, investigate the rumors. Mr. Zhao is under His Majesty, and he can directly interrogate people. If the evidence of the crime is convincing, he can be directly executed without going through the official department."

When the boy in black left, Prime Minister Sang was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood: "What did Zhao Yueyao do to confuse His Majesty so far!"

"If this person is not eliminated, the state of Zhao will be in danger."

After finishing speaking, Prime Minister Sang touched Sang Ling who closed his eyes tightly and had high hopes: "My son, don't worry, I will avenge you for my father. My Sang family will never die with Zhao Yueyao!"

East Palace.

"What, brother was killed?"

Sang Rou was shocked, and the hot teacup in her hand fell to the ground. The tea scalded the back of her hand red, but she couldn't feel any pain.

The prince never thought that Zhao Yueyao would do this.

Sang Rou was powerless, knelt on the ground, and tugged at the corner of the prince's clothes: "Your Highness, Ling'er's enmity will be avenged by my concubine. Zhao Yueyao is so lawless, does your majesty not care about it?"

Prince: "Father said that he could not see anyone when he was sick, and there was nothing he could do about it alone. Zhao Yueyao did have his father's letter in his hand. This cannot be faked."

Sang Rou's nails were almost broken: "Your Highness, you still can't make up your mind to deal with Zhao Yueyao? Now he is promoted step by step and won the trust of the emperor. If he speaks a few good words for the sixth prince, His Highness will be in His Majesty's heart." What will the weight become?"

"Your Highness, can you imagine that one day you will be dismissed from the household department by the emperor?"

"If tomorrow, the emperor wants to abolish His Highness's crown prince, how will you deal with it then?"

Each of these three problems became more acute than the other, and the prince had to admit that he could not bear such a result.

"Gu knows. The princess should get up, don't kneel down, you still need to take care of Sang Ling's funeral. The prime minister is not young, and he must be devastated by this incident."

Sang Rou slid down a line of tears, trembling lips: "Thank you Your Highness, my concubine is going home today, Your Highness please take care."

The crown prince helped Sang Rou up: "Gu let the palace servants take you back."

Sang Rou sat on the carriage and finally couldn't help crying: "Yulian, I can't wait to beat Zhao Yueyao to ashes!"

Yulian was her personal servant girl, she was aggrieved: "Why doesn't the Crown Princess ask the Crown Prince to help?"

Sang Rou: "He can't do it. Instead of forcing the prince, I'd better show a virtuous gesture. There is no love, and guilt is fine. Look, the prince can say a few soft words, isn't he?"

Yulian cried and comforted her: "The princess is right."