Chapter 68 There are always some people who go against the current
The same conversation also took place in the homes of Gao Dayao's brothers, and in the homes of Xie Chatou and his friends and relatives.

Xie Chatou remembered Li Yaoguang's entrustment even more. After settling his family, he did not even take a rest and immediately rushed to Wa Lane in Nancheng to look for someone.

It is worth mentioning that along the way, the atmosphere in the streets and alleys of Kyoto seemed a little off.

If it were in the past, Xie Chatou would definitely stop and ask a few questions, but unfortunately, the sword was hanging over his head and he had no time at all. He just wanted to notify people quickly, then go home to settle his family and find a way to escape the city.

Fortunately, when I arrived at Wa Lane, surprisingly, all my fortune-telling friends and book friends closed their stalls because they were afraid that they would have no food to eat at home if they didn't open their stalls. Even Uncle Li, the rat poison seller, arrived early, unlike his usual late arrival.

Xie Chatou didn't waste any time and went up to tell the few people what happened. When the stall owners heard it, they were all shocked.

The fortune-telling and book-reading friends didn't even tidy up their stalls and turned around to look for the note that Li Yaoguang had left for them as told to them by Xie Chatou. Several others also helped to look for it. As they were looking for it, suddenly a young man who lived in the nearby alley came running over, waving his arms and shouting as he ran.

"Big news, big news! There was a demon in the palace yesterday. It is said that many people in the palace saw a ghost in broad daylight. Not only that, the demon also stole things and even carried away the emperor's throne!"

Well, once this shocking news came out, it went viral and attracted a lot of people to stop and watch. They were all curious and couldn't help but gossip.

"Is this true, Huzi? Are you bragging? How do you, a commoner, know about what's going on in the imperial palace? And it just happened yesterday. Tsk, it just happened yesterday, and you know about it today? This is really a fuss!"

"Hey, I, Hu Zi, don't like to hear that. What do you mean I don't know? Don't look down on me! My eldest cousin follows the master to the palace to collect night incense every day. Today he didn't come back on time. My eldest aunt was worried and asked me to wait at the palace gate. I waited until the sun came out before waiting for my cousin. Guess what happened."

Everyone: "What's going on?"

Hu Zi puffed out his chest proudly, "When they left the palace, my cousin and his master were pale-faced, and the night fragrance carriage was empty! This was so strange, I was wondering, and then I couldn't stand asking, my cousin told me that the palace is in chaos now, and many people saw it haunted during the day, and many things were lost. Now they can't take care of anything inside, they are busy catching ghosts and looking for things, and they didn't even have time to pick up the night fragrance, so they sent my cousin and others out of the palace!"

"Oh my god, is this true? But how is it possible? How could the palace be haunted in broad daylight?"

"What's the big deal? It's not just the palace that's haunted by demons. Let me tell you, my buddy is a night watchman. Last night, strange marks appeared on the ground in many streets of Kyoto..."

"Oh, that's right. Speaking of lost things, there are more than one. It is said that there is also a pawn shop in the inner city of West that is haunted. In the blink of an eye, even the shopkeeper's underwear was lost!"

"No? Real or fake?"

The more they talked, the more mysterious it became, and the more frightening it became. With a buzz, everyone was terrified and talked among themselves. The whole scene was noisy, and even the few people under the tree who were bending over and sticking their buttocks out as if looking for something were not noticed by anyone. Instead, when the fortune-teller and the scholar found the note and quietly put it into their sleeves, there was a curious person in the crowd who saw the fortune-teller straighten up and asked him.

"Hey, fortune teller, tell me if this is not right. How can there be a ghost in the palace in broad daylight? Is it fake?"

The fortune teller who was being asked saw that everyone on the street was looking at him with a curious look on their faces about the answer. He thought about the content of the report from Xie Chatou and the shocking secret revealed to him by his fellow stall owner in the note he had just found. He then looked at several fellow stall owners who were in a heavy mood, with a cold light in his eyes.

What about ghosts in broad daylight and lost property? I'm afraid that someone in the palace knew the news and was either helping the emperor to transfer his property, or they were trying to protect themselves and make money privately, and they spread such rumors deliberately to cover up their tracks. Otherwise, why did the dragon throne have to be lost?

No matter what, it is ordinary people like them who suffer and die.

Since the emperor has abandoned them, don't blame him for not knowing the importance of heaven, earth, the emperor, parents and teachers.

So he raised his hand and stroked his beard, pretending to be a master, and lit the fire ambiguously.

"Who knows? Without the dragon energy to suppress it, it's normal for demons and monsters to show up."

"hiss!"

Everyone gasped. Don't underestimate the era that has not cracked down on feudal superstition. Suddenly, the fortune-teller was very popular. Many people reacted and asked him what kind of amulet they wanted. The fortune-teller said helplessly that he could only read faces and fortune-telling, but not pray for blessings and avoid disasters. Everyone dispersed in disappointment, and hurriedly walked, looking anxiously for a place where they could pray for blessings and avoid disasters.

The crowd that was bustling just now dispersed in the blink of an eye. The few people who got the news were also worried about the important things on their minds and said goodbye and left. But they saw the scholar took out a note from his sleeve, grabbed a tinder, blew it and lit it.

Everyone was puzzled, even Xie Chatou, who was about to leave, stopped when he saw this.

"Scholar, what are you doing?"

Only when the note in his hand completely turned to ashes did the scholar smile coldly.

"Listen to the rumors in the palace... something about the lost throne? Humph! This just confirms what Little Friend Wuyou warned us about. If that's the case, we must not expose Little Friend Wuyou and risk reminding us."

Everyone nodded in agreement, "Yes, yes, that's right! Judging from the current situation, Kyoto will definitely be in chaos this time. This is because no one knows the inside story. If the higher-ups are holding us accountable, there's no reason to let our children take the risk of informing us and then be implicated."

Immediately, the fortune-teller also borrowed the scholar's fire starter and burned the note in his hand.

Everyone said goodbye, but they found that the scholar was not in a hurry, so they couldn't help but ask again.

"Hey kid, this is a disaster, why don't you go home and find a way to settle down? Why are you still setting up a stall?"

Unexpectedly, the scholar smiled and said, "I am different from all of you friends. I have no parents, no wife or children, and I am all alone. I don't have much to worry about. The worst that can happen is that the barbarians will come to the city, destroy it, and kill everyone. Why should I be afraid? I hate the emperor for abandoning me and the court for being incompetent. Although they don't do anything, I am a human being who has read the books of sages. How can I abandon the thousands of dawns behind me? Since I have nothing, I am willing to follow the example of my friend Wuyou and take advantage of this haunted east wind to attack him."

"Are you crazy, kid? What do you want to do?"

"How to take advantage of the situation?"

"What do you mean by imitating Little Friend Wuyou? Are you planning to..."

Faced with his friends' concerned inquiries, the scholar nodded solemnly.

"Yes, I, Yu Qian, have the power to write. I will tell the truth that the imperial court does not tell! I will do what Mr. Wuyou has not finished! Since I am alone, what is there to fear? I cannot watch millions of people behind me being kept in the dark until they die. They have the right to know the truth, and they have the right to choose their own life and death."

This sound was so powerful and stirring.

Even those who only wanted to take care of the snow in front of their own doorsteps could not help but be aroused.

There are always times when some people will go against the current, such as Xie Chatou, Guayou, and Li Bo... In the end, even the stall owner selling baskets couldn't help patting his chest and said, "Brother, what are you going to do? Count on one of them."

So a group of people packed up their belongings and went to the scholar's house. They counted one by one. If they were afraid of exposing their right hands, they still had their left hands.

It doesn’t matter if they can’t hold a pen and write. They still have hands and sticks, and they can always learn by copying.

In this way, several people worked together and spent a whole day to get the whole family involved. They temporarily stopped the plan of packing their bags and running away from the city, and threw themselves into the task of writing notes. Xie Chatou, Xiaoyao and other nimble brothers took advantage of the night to scatter these notes that shocked the whole city.

The next day, the palace was checked and more and more rooms were found to be robbed but there was no clue. General Shen and the Jingzhao prefect were attracted to the palace and could not leave. The whole of Jingdu, from east to west, from north to south, from the inner city to the outer city, and from the streets to the streets, were all filled with notes saying that the Hu Di had broken through the pass, the emperor had fled south, and Jingdu was in danger. For a time, people were in a panic, and Jingdu was in turmoil. The storm began...

This was something that the culprit Li Yaoguang, who rushed to Lao Wo Villa under the cover of night, had not expected.