The people are not fools, and their news is sometimes faster than the official ones.

Even though there are many untrue things in this, they will still know what they should know.

...

Huangfu Song, who had just finished studying the armor under Liu Yun, had not had time to resolve the doubts in his mind, and there was a lot of paper in his hand. In front of him, everyone in the seat was also handed several copies.

This is a very expensive paper that the soldier just brought in. Suddenly it seemed that there were so many everywhere.

Every piece of paper is filled with kids, but the content is the same, and it is truly the same.

Huangfu Li held his neck and stared at him red, like an angry calf.

His always thoughtful and heavy and calm character was completely gone in the face of these contents on the paper.

Every word on the paper was like a sharp sword poking into his heart.

He couldn't think of anything else now, just wanted to know who did it, and then he wanted to cut people down!

The master messenger behind the scene was killed by randomly killing the sword, and then used their heads to build Jingguan.

"Father Zhong, send troops to suppress it! If this matter spreads all over the city, the consequences will be unimaginable." Huangfu Li choked his teeth and shouted in anger.

Huangfu Song slapped the table suddenly and shouted angrily: "Do you still feel that it is not messy enough? If I send troops to the streets, wouldn't it be a confirmation of your preference for building a Beijing Temple with a girl's head!"

Huangfu Li's eyes were red in anger, and the sound of breathing was heard everywhere. He waved his arms and scolded, "Shameless villain! If I were to know who did it, I would kill the three clans and use their heads to build Jingguan!"

Huangfu Song stood up and shouted suddenly, "Sit down!"

This voice was like a lion roar in the east of the river, which not only calmed down his nephew who was in a manic state, but also made the hall suddenly quiet.

"The enemy wants to disrupt my foundation, and you will also mess with me. Where is your brain?" Huangfu Song glanced coldly at Huangfu Hong and Huangfu Li, and shouted angrily.

Huangfu Hong and Huangfu Li, the couple, lowered their heads in disappointment, but the anger in their hearts was still hard to eliminate. The unrestrained disaster suddenly hit them, and they didn't even dare to go out at this moment.

I am afraid of being pointed at by others, and I am afraid of being stabbed in the back suddenly!

"Huangfu Li!" Huangfu Song looked at his nephew and shouted, "Go back immediately, open the door of the house, and ask the people to take a look! Let them see and see clearly whether there is really a Jingguan made of a girl's head in your home."

Huangfu Li said in embarrassment: "But will they believe it? How much knowledge do the common people in the city have? They would rather believe what was written on this piece of paper."

"It's still time now. If you're late, just wait for those stingless and only rely on your breath in your heart to come and take your head, idiot." Huangfu Song shouted loudly.

Looking at the murderous aura in Zhongfu's eyes, Huangfu Li didn't dare to say another rebuttal in an instant, and immediately got out of the court obediently, took the servants back to the mansion, and did things according to Zhongfu's wishes.

After Huangfu Li left, Huangfu Hong immediately felt a little relieved. Everyone in the hall knew that he had an old age with Dong Zhuo.

Maybe this method can be used to make excuses about my brother's affairs, but what about his? He can't get rid of it.

Huangfu Li’s incident is fake, but his is real.

Huangfu Hong thought in a mess, and he was very worried that his old Ahweng would use his head to calm the public anger.

But Huangfu Song just glanced at him, but said nothing.

Liang Yan glanced at the left and right and said, "Lord, this is probably Liu Yun's plan! These papers are now sprinkled all over the city. It was too late, so it was difficult to block the world's mouths. I heard that there was a Jiugong Pavilion in the city selling paper, which was extremely cheap. There are rumors that the Jiugong Pavilion came from Chuyun Mountain, Hanyang, where Liu Yun once became a bandit."

"Not afraid, this must be Liu Yun's treacherous plan! People's hearts are against each other, and people's hearts are! Liu Yun not only killed my cavalry without leaving any armor, but these few pieces of paper have greatly damaged my vitality. What a little thief!" Huangfu Song sneered and said sadly.

Now Huangfu Song can understand why Han Sui is as cunning as Han Sui, who suffered a great loss at the hands of the little thief Liu Yun.

This unpredictable method is really hard for ordinary people to imagine.

"Lord, the way for the people of the world is to be the right way. Let's raise troops to fight Dong!" Liang Yan sighed and said, "When it comes to the trend, it will be irrelevant whether Mr. Li can prove his innocence. The public anger aroused by Liu Yun can even be used by the lord, to form the angry people of Chang'an, and to fight Dong, and all conspiracies will follow the wind."

Liang Yan had some speculation in his mind that Liu Yun's plan might be to force his lord to the road to opposition to Dong.

Nowadays, anyone who is ruthless will dare to rebel if he holds a three-foot-foot-long Qingfeng in his hand.

If the people of Chang'an believed in what was said on the paper and the public resentment arose, the situation would definitely be difficult to control at that time.

There are chaotic people inside and Liu Yun’s elite troops outside, which will surely be a difficult situation.

Huangfu Song grabbed the straw paper with big hands and suddenly laughed: "Put a list and inform the people in the city that Dong Zhuo is dead, it was done by Huangfu Hong and our staff."

Liang Yan's eyes kept on, this...

Liang Yan admitted that this is indeed a good idea, and what he wanted was not like.

After glanced at Huangfu Song's expression, Liang Yan knew that it would be useless for him to say anything else.

Since there is nothing to say and no one can say, we can only accept the order.

This is simply a way to achieve a huge impact.

If Liu Yun knew that the public anger he had tried his best to create, he might have been slapped by these simple notices, and he might have been quite angry.

As soon as this notice was released, it not only allowed him to block the achievements of killing Dong Zhuo, but also smoothly explained why Huangfu Jianshou got so close to Dong Zhuo. It was not a collusion, but to wait for an opportunity to assassinate Dong Zhuo.

A negative situation will instantly become a positive under this notice.

...

But just as Liang Yan received Huangfu Song's order and went down to prepare.

There was another piece of paper snow falling from Chang'an City that was unknown, and it was so unprepared and came again.

The interval between the front and back is only less than an hour.

The content on this wave of paper snow is even better than the previous wave.

But compared to the previous gossip advertisement, this time it is obviously much more formal and is somewhat famous.

"Letter to the People of Chang'an by Liu Yun, the prefect of Hanyang."

The same as the previous wave is that the paper sheets are also densely written on the snow this time.

Those who are interested may guess that the reason for sprinkling in two times should be just because they can't write it on a piece of paper.

On that piece of paper that was only a square inch in size, what Liu Yun once said to Huangfu Song almost appeared on it, but the two suggested choices given to Huangfu Song were missing.

And on this piece of paper, the most important thing is the message that is like a bombshell.

Dong Zhuo is dead!
Chapter completed!