Chapter 75

"It's better for King Xiang to investigate this matter. Let the news out and remember that it must reach the emperor's ears." Mufeng said, throwing the letter paper in his hand into the brazier in front of him.

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"Your Highness means that the emperor was very surprised after hearing the name of general Jinling." Yun Xueyao was surprised when she heard Feng Mo's words.

The other party agreed and nodded: "yes, and I see the expression on the emperor. In addition to being shocked, it seems that there is more anger. Therefore, I think the relationship between the Jinling general and our country is really not simple, or perhaps the emperor is already familiar with him."

If Feng Wang is very familiar with general Jinling, now general Jinling is from the cloud country, but now he is picked up by others. The emperor was very unhappy. In this way, he came to seal the country in order to verify the past of general Jinling. The current situation is not good news for himself: "in that case, should we slow down this matter?"

"Now that the king has started this thing, and other people have already started it, I'm afraid it's too late to stop now. If I expected it well, someone must have spied on my action in the emperor's performance in the hall today." Feng Mo raised his chin slightly and drank the tea on the table.

His words are not unreasonable, but if so, where should I go now that I am enfeoffed.

"What is your highness going to do next!"

"Since you are here for the past of general Jinling, I will not stand idly by." the other party replied decisively.

"But this matter will certainly annoy the emperor." Yun Xueyao immediately reminded him from the side.

"The emperor's attitude towards general Jinling is still unclear at present, but now, I have another thing here. The emperor is also very urgent. If we can do this well, we may be able to redeem our achievements in the future." Feng Mo obviously benefited from Yun Xueyao's worried attitude. He put down the tea lamp and stood up.

Walking behind Yun Xueyao, he suddenly bent down and said to Yun Xueyao's ear.

Yun Xueyao instinctively wanted to get up and dodge, but he pressed his shoulder: "the king hasn't said what it is. Why are you so nervous!"

"If your highness is for the sake of the divine soldier map, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed." Yun Xueyao's sharp mouth refused.

The other party stands straight again: "Don't worry, I won't force people into difficulties. Now the news that the divine army plan is nothing has come from the cloud country. The emperor has already known that, whether you believe it or not, at least the storm of the divine army plan has calmed down, and the Cheng country has temporarily stopped because of the great defeat. I won't bring it up and ask for trouble at this time 。”

"What does your highness mean?"

The other party smiled, got up and walked towards the cabinet behind the desk, reached out and turned the flower pot next to the cabinet. The cabinet behind suddenly turned inward and opened a secret door from the middle.

Yun Xueyao looked inside. It seems that there is a dark room inside. It's not surprising that there is such a mechanism in King Xiang's mansion.

"You come with me." Feng Mo waved to her and led the way first.

Yun Xueyao also took a deep breath and walked in behind him. The dark room is not big. The total is only the size of three guest rooms. Bookshelves are placed inside and outside, which are full of all kinds of books.

It seems that everything here is the secret order of King Xiang's house. Yun Xueyao is looking around curiously. Feng Mo has reached out from the bookshelf next to him, took down a box and handed it over: "look at this."

Yun Xueyao took it in her hand and opened it. It looked like a picture scroll.

When I look closely, I only feel that the color of this painting is dull and the brush is not exquisite. At first glance, it is not from a famous artist. Moreover, although there are all kinds of flowers, plants and trees in this painting, the people in the painting have no vitality. Most of the houses painted are broken wells and decayed walls. Yun Xueyao tightened her eyebrows and is thinking about why this strange painting will not be on the table Roll into the chamber of secrets.

I heard Feng Mo speak first: "Xueyao, what do you think of this painting."

"The well is broken and the wall is broken, there is no voice, and the things in the painting are like this scroll. They are all dead things." Yun Xueyao spread out the scroll and put it on the table in front of her. She sighed and told the truth.

The other party nodded when he heard the speech, and his eyes also fell on the picture scroll on the table: "Xueyao, you really have a good eye. This picture is called the picture of starving die. It is the land of famine in our country. The starving die thousands of miles, and there are sorrows everywhere."

"The picture of starving people?!" Yun Xueyao reached out and touched the picture scroll in front of her. Her heart trembled slightly. Looking at the picture scroll again, sure enough, she wrote blood and tears. "Who did this picture be made by? There is no signature or clear mark in the picture. How did your highness know it was a famine land sealed off the country?"

"Hum." Feng Mo raised his eyes and looked at Yun Xueyao, and reluctantly put away his heavy heart. "Although this painting has no signature or specific location, over the years, I have passed through the south for many times, and I am very familiar with the mountains and rivers there. Even if it is included in the painting, I can recognize it accurately."

"People all over the world say that the country has always been rich, and the people in the country live and work in peace and joy. Today, we can see the picture of starving people. We know that such an appalling thing will happen in the land where the country is rich." Yun Xueyao also sighed deeply.

"Rich land?! hum, look at the people in the painting. It's funny how they live and work in peace and contentment." Feng Mo smiled bitterly and shook his head.

Yun Xueyao looked at him and said, "the people in the south are so miserable and there are starving people everywhere. Is there no one in the court to help? Can the painting in this picture really exist? Why does your Highness believe it?"

"This picture was inadvertently obtained by the king's spies. The painter was also hunted down along the way and his whereabouts were unknown. Because he was so strange, the king paid attention to the scene in the picture and recognized that it was the south."

When Feng Mo spoke of this, his face was gradually diffuse, and his eyes also showed some sadness.

"Your Highness will take out this picture again today. Isn't it that she has a plan in her heart?" Yun Xueyao looked at the picture of starvation victims in front of her eyes, and suddenly felt that Feng Mo led herself to the secret room with such solemnity, and took out this picture of starvation victims. It was obvious that she had something to say.

Looking at him, Feng Mo slowly collected the picture and put it back in the box. Then he said, "since I got this picture of starving die, I feel very sorry. These days, I also sent many spies to inquire about the authenticity of things in the south. Unexpectedly, the fact is really worse than that in the picture."

Between the words, Feng Mo's face became more sad and angry. Yun Xueyao guessed something in her heart: "so, the emperor really knows nothing about the matter in the south."

Feng Mo closed his eyes and nodded when he heard the speech: "Not only that, for their sake, the local officials in the south not only hide the disaster, but also falsely say that there is a high yield of herbs in the south this year, and the herbs paid tribute to the imperial court have increased by 20%. The emperor is also very happy. He praised the local officials for their concern for the imperial court and issued a decree of praise. Unexpectedly, there is no harvest in the south this year. At the moment, the people in the South have been forced into a desperate situation to listen to spies In response, many local people had to flee their hometown all the way up and down to avoid exorbitant taxes. "

"That's why they drew this picture of starving victims with blood and tears. Your highness is going to present it to the emperor for disaster relief." Yun Xueyao analyzed it according to his meaning.

"Your Highness said that the Emperor didn't know about this. He saw that the whereabouts of the painters were unknown. He closed the state city. There was no news about the famine in the south. Even if your highness took this picture of starving die and presented it to the emperor, the Emperor may not believe your highness, and the person behind the scenes must have some countermeasures."

"You're right to remind me. Naturally, I won't mention it to the emperor hastily, but Wang Jiran has intervened in this matter, and these people in the South can't help saving." Feng Mo said, holding Yun Xueyao's hand, and they walked towards the outside of the secret room together.