As soon as the man finished speaking, he saw a dark shadow flash past the carriage. The breeze blew by, and his clothes were fluttering. Before the people could see clearly, the man was lifted up by the shadow and jumped towards the carriage...
By the time everyone could see clearly, Xiao Mubai had already clasped the man's hands behind his back with one hand and was standing next to Zhao Xingwen.
He raised his free hand, wiped some of the remaining blood on the corner of the man's mouth, brought it to his nose and sniffed it, then sneered, then turned to the people and said to them: "Don't you think that he is like this?" The bleeding stopped too quickly?"
Don't say it, don't think it. When Xiao Mubai said this, everyone noticed that the man just spit out a big mouthful of blood and lay on the ground with serious injuries.
Why now, all I can see is the little bit of blood stains remaining on the corner of his mouth.
Xiao Mubai's eyes signaled Cong Ting to step forward and hold the man. He stretched out his hand and pinched his jaw open, then put his hand into his mouth with a look of disgust on his face.
The people were dumbfounded by his move, covered their mouths, and were stunned...
Just when they were stunned, they saw Xiao Mubai pull out something red from the man's mouth.
"This is a bag of intestines. It contains the juice of the red rose, mixed with honey. When you bite it in your mouth and spit it out, it looks very much like blood." Xiao Mubai said this, holding the red bag of intestines. , flashed in front of the man's eyes, and said to him with a hint of joking: "I think the taste should be good."
Most of the people's expressions changed and they looked at each other in confusion.
"Don't listen to his nonsense..." A sudden voice rang out from the crowd. Before he could finish his words, Xiao Mubai's eyes swept over him, and he gave him a cold look before being silenced.
"If you don't believe it, you can come and smell it yourself. You may not be able to smell the fragrance of the flowers, but you can definitely smell it. This is not the smell of blood." Xiao Mubai took two steps forward, squatted on the edge of the carriage, and walked towards The people stretched out the bag of intestines.
Someone curiously stepped forward to take a sniff and exclaimed: "It really doesn't smell fishy at all!"
Xiao Mubai turned to look at Zhao Xingwen and raised his chin at him.
After receiving the signal, Zhao Xingwen cleared his throat and said loudly: "Fellow relatives of Zhao Jiajun officers and soldiers, you were born and raised in Xiao country, don't you still believe in the character of my grandfather Zhao Dingshan? He did know about the corpse burning, but this matter was not Don’t let the traitor’s malicious instigation do what the young Marquis did.”
For the people of Xiao State, the name Zhao Dingshan is not only three heavy words, but also a kind of belief. In terms of prestige, even the emperor cannot match it.
After all, the current emperor is still the prince who came out of General Zhao’s camp...
The people below began to talk one after another, and someone shouted loudly and asked: "We are all relatives of the soldiers, where did the instigation come from?"
"Yes, yes. We are all relatives and family members of the soldiers..." The common people agreed one after another.
"Oh?" Zhao Xingwen moved the person in his hand a step forward and asked him, "You too?"
The man nodded frequently, but there was a hint of panic in his eyes.
"I have been in the military camp since I was seven years old and grew up in the camp. You told me, whose relative are you? What is his surname?"
The man's eyes were wandering, and when Zhao Xingwen glared at him, he blurted out: "Wang Dapeng, his name is Wang Dapeng."
Zhao Xingwen's lips curled up with a hint of mockery, and he suddenly spoke harshly: "How old is he? How many people are in his family? What does he look like? Is he married? Does he have any heirs? What are his characteristics?"
The man was dumbfounded by his series of questions. He swallowed but was speechless.
"Since you are his relative, and you risked your life to stop the Marquis' carriage today for him, you should naturally be very familiar with it. Shouldn't these questions be answered by just opening your mouth?" Zhao Xingwen sneered, and then turned to the people below. : "If I ask you these questions, you should be able to answer them."
The people below nodded in agreement. These questions were normal for wives and children. What was wrong with this man
Zhao Xingwen turned around and said to the man: "In the Zhao family camp, there is only one named Wang Dapeng. He joined the camp twenty-three years ago. He is thirty-nine years old this year. Both his parents are dead and he has a wife and children at home."
The man nodded desperately: "Yes, yes, I am his son. My mother is old and weak and cannot come..."
Zhao Xingwen laughed out loud, and then kicked him on the back of his knee. The man knelt down with a plop. Zhao Xingwen leaned over and said to him: "But I was just making nonsense..."
The man's face instantly turned pale, with a fierce look in his eyes: "It turns out that General Zhao can also trick people. Everyone must have seen it."
"A soldier never tires of deceit." The smile on Zhao Xingwen's lips grew deeper: "What everyone sees is that your lie has been exposed. You are not a relative of the Zhao family army officers at all. You were just ordered to frame the young marquis and provoke the real His relatives were in conflict with the prince's government, which aroused public resentment and only benefited the fishermen."
The people below were in an uproar. First, Xiao Mubai dug out the intestine bag, and then Zhao Xingwen personally exposed this man's lies.
The wind direction suddenly changed, and public opinion suddenly began to denounce the two liars on the carriage.
"Relatives of Zhao Jiajun, the emperor has handed over the matter of burning corpses to Dali Temple for thorough investigation. He will definitely give you an explanation. Before the results are clear, do not listen to rumors, and do not be fanned by people with ulterior motives, spreading false news and maliciously exploiting it. I also hope that for the sake of General Zhao, everyone can temporarily believe in the innocence of the young Marquis and make way for the Marquis."
The people below looked at each other in confusion, until one person took the first step back and shouted: "I believe in General Zhao."
Then someone took the second step, the third step...
More and more people shouted the name of General Zhao, and a lane gradually formed.
The small group of people who still insisted on gathering in front of the car seemed particularly out of place and out of tune with the people around them.
"If you people don't give in, could it be that you came with him?" Xiao Mubai pointed at the man kneeling in front of the carriage, glanced at the small group of people coldly, and asked them sternly.
The faces of those people instantly became embarrassed, and Xiao Mubai snorted coldly: "If you don't want to tell me, whose relatives are you?"
Those people gradually retreated, and the people pointed at them and asked whose relatives they were.
In the end, they were forced to flee in all directions. The people believed Zhao Xingwen's words more and more, and completely made way for the Marquis.
Zhao Xingwen performed a formal military salute to the people lined up in two rows: "I, Zhao Xingwen! I would like to thank all the relatives and family members of the Zhao family army officers and soldiers. I will definitely give you an explanation for this matter!"
(End of chapter)