Chapter 169 Rumors
Su Qingqing dipped the wolf-hair brush in the finest Hui ink, concentrated for a moment, and began to write.
Jixiang looked at the painting that was gradually taking shape on the rice paper with some surprise. It was a girl with pretty facial features, but her eyes and eyebrows revealed a heroic and vigorous look.
"This..." After hesitating for a moment, Jixiang's eyes suddenly trembled, and he looked at Su Qingqing, "Is this... your original self?"
Su Qingqing had always known that Jixiang was smart, but when she heard this accurate answer at this moment, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
So smart.
"Yes, it's me."
Just now, as she was looking at the endless darkness outside, Rong Que's hot breathing lingered in her ears several times.
"Do you know how long I've been waiting for this moment?"
"Qingqing, I miss you so much, so much."
"Qingqing, you made me wait so long."
"My dear, please never leave me."
…
At that time, she just thought it was a whisper of love, which made her heart melt. But now when she thinks back to these words, the affection in Rong Que's eyes when he said these words was so strong, as if he had really been waiting for her for countless days and nights.
It had only been a few months since she came here from Zhao State, and the change in their relationship had only taken a few days.
How can this feeling be so strong?
If it's love ...
She felt that she had devoted herself wholeheartedly, but her feelings were not as strong as Rong Que's.
unless……
Su Qingqing thought of the white moonlight in Rong Que's heart.
Jixiang could find clues and detect something from her, but what about Rongque?
Su Qingqing painted very quickly. She had never learned to paint, but as she had fought in border areas for many years, she had drawn many topographic maps, mountain maps, and border defense maps. With her skill acquired through careful practice, it was not difficult for her to draw a picture of herself as she remembered it.
After asking that question, Jixiang said no more. She just lowered her eyes and looked at the person in the painting.
The room was filled with silence, with only the rustling sound of the wolf hair brush falling across the rice paper.
About half an hour later, Su Qingqing stopped writing and rubbed her wrist, "Do you remember this person?"
Jixiang nodded.
Su Qingqing said, "Tomorrow morning, on behalf of the Prince's Mansion, go to Qingquan Temple to comfort the people who have moved there and see if this person is there.
If there is, just take a look from a distance and do nothing."
Jixiang understood Su Qingqing's intention, and in an instant he realized why their Crown Prince wanted to go to Tongqian Hutong, why he wanted to go to Qingquan Temple, and why he didn't go home.
At this moment, she couldn't tell what her mood was, but her nose felt a little sore and she wanted to cry.
The next day.
When Jixiang brought back the news, Su Qingqing was in the corridor watching the maids making a snowman.
It rarely snows in Zhao State, and the maids from Zhao State were running around in the yard excitedly, making it very lively.
Whether it is the former Princess Zhaoguo or the current Su Qingqing, due to their personalities, they don't like to restrict them.
Go ahead and make some noise.
Being a maid is hard enough, should we deprive them of the opportunity to play? They are only in their teens.
Jixiang walked quickly across the corridor and Su Qingqing had the answer by looking at her expression. As expected, when Jixiang approached, "Madam, there is a shop called Mrs. Zhao selling steamed buns in Tongqian Hutong. Mrs. Zhao picked up a girl at the door a few days ago. The girl said she had lost her memory and could not remember anything. She looked exactly like the one you drew yesterday."
There was a cold light in Su Qingqing's eyes.
She was completely dead at that time.
How could there be another her?
If that person is her, what is she!
He played tricks and ended up in front of the real owner!
"Also, she had a jade pendant in her hand, saying it belonged to her beloved . Also, when I just came back, I ran into Madam Du from Suihonglou. She asked me to pass on a message, saying that a girl from Suihonglou mentioned that a few days ago, a few drinkers were asking about General Su."
The maids in the yard had already built a big snowman, which reflected a dazzling light in the sunlight.
Seeing a little maidservant slipping a carrot into the snowman as a nose, Su Qingqing looked away and went back to the house.
"Are the rumors out there still going on?"
“It’s getting worse and worse.”
"Okay, add fuel to her fire. Go tell Mother Du to ask her to find the gentleman who wrote the book last time and make up ghost stories and monster stories for me. No matter how outrageous they are, you don't have to mention any names, but they must be consistent with the rumors. The ratio of good deeds to evil deeds should be 50-50. The more the better."
Aren't you going to spread rumors? Okay, let's spread rumors together.
When rumors are rampant, do they still have any bite?
No.
People will only become cognitively tired.
At the same time, Fengtai Zhuangzi.
After Rong Que left the court, he went to Qingquan Temple. He just stopped at the door for a moment as if pretending to be "affectionate" and then returned to his farm in Fengtai.
As soon as he entered the room, Minghe reported, "Your Highness, I have found out that the old lady that Mrs. Zhao served in the early years was the wet nurse of Mr. Xiang. However, the wet nurse was gentle and eccentric, and few people knew about this.
In addition, I found out that a few days ago a drinker went to Suihonglou and, while pretending to be drunk and joking, asked the girls there about some of General Su's preferences and habits in his early years.
Also, Miss Jixiang went to Qingquan Temple early this morning, but she only ate some porridge and then left."
It was pretty much what he guessed.
Rong Que had no expression on his face. After taking off his coat and washing his hands, he slowly instructed, "Add some fuel to the rumor about the evil fox. Let the rumor spread. The stronger it burns, the better. Do good deeds and do evil deeds, 50-50. The more the better."
Minghe took the order and turned around to carry it out.
Within a few days, the story of the fox demon spread throughout Kyoto, and it was spread so widely and realistically that some people even said with certainty that the fox demon was the Crown Princess.
The rumors spread so violently that they completely exceeded Xiang Zheng's expectations.
Towards the residence.
He sat behind the desk with a gloomy face, "How could this happen? Didn't I just ask you to spread some rumors? How come the whole of Kyoto is full of this now? Even the Fox Fairy Queen has come out."
The person who was scolded by Xiang Zheng was one of his close followers, and he was responsible for manipulating public opinion regarding this rumor.
Originally, public opinion was developing step by step according to their needs, but overnight, this public opinion that should have been controlled burst out like a flood, gushing out and completely deviating from their plan.
Not to mention the Fox Fairy, some even said that it was the Nine Heavens Goddess who came down to earth to transcend the tribulation.
It’s all because this generation of people is so difficult to lead and their imaginations are too wild.
The confidant did not dare to say much, for fear that something he said wrong would anger Xiang Zheng. He just stood there with his eyes lowered and admitted his mistake obediently.
Xiang Zheng said unhappily, "Where's the prince? What's going on with him?"
"Today, after the court session, I went to Qingquan Temple. However, I still did not go up to recognize her. I just looked at her from afar for a while. It looked like she was deeply affectionate but also sad."
