Chapter 89: All the dead are high-ranking civil and military officials of the Qinzhou system!

"Hmm?"

"Plea of guilt?"

Yuwen Hu heard these two words that suddenly popped up, and his emotions rarely fluctuated, a look of doubt flashing in his eyes.

Yuwen Hu clearly remembered that when that kid left the capital, he said clearly that he would take responsibility for anything.

What kind of guilt is this?

He paused and asked for confirmation: "Who wrote the plea of guilt?"

"That kid A Yan's!"

Yuwen Heng shrugged, gave a positive answer, and then read with ups and downs and vivid emotions: "The memorial says that Qinzhou's Mo Zhengxi, Governor Cheng Yinan, and a group of officials were assassinated by the thief leader in Shanggui City in the army..."

"He failed to protect them, felt deeply ashamed, blamed himself, failed the Imperial Court's heavy trust and the Emperor's high expectations, and asked the Great Chancellor to punish him!"

Yuwen Hu narrowed his eyes, was silent for a moment, turned the jade thumb ring, and asked: "Besides those guys in Qinzhou, did the memorial mention anyone else who died?"

Yuwen Heng heard this, flipped through it quickly again, and shook his head, "Didn't say."

"Should be none..."

After saying that.

Yuwen Heng frowned, he also realized what was not quite right...

All the dead are high-ranking civil and military officials of the Qinzhou system!

Very intriguing!

"Is this kid pretending with this King?"

Yuwen Hu smiled, toyed with the tea bowl in his hand, and said meaningfully: "Qinzhou's high-level officials died so neatly, eight out of ten it has nothing to do with him..."

It is indeed possible that the rebel thief leader sent an assassin.

But if all the dead were the same type of people, then it was not an accident...

But was 'accidented' by someone!

The one who planned everything behind the scenes would only be the brat who was pretending to 'plead guilty'.

"Thinking about it this way, it really is!"

Yuwen Heng heard this, nodded, patted the memorial, and smiled in agreement: "This handwriting looks like A Yan's..."

Framing all the blame on the rebel army is indeed something Chen Yan can do.

After all, didn't Chen Kaiyuan's "suicide for fear of crime" and Chen Zhiyun's "killed by his own son" have the same effect?

From the process point of view, there was no problem...

He paused, changed the subject, and continued: "However, it's good that those pieces of trash died, it saves the trouble of pulling with Dugu Zhao when replacing them!"

"Saves a lot of trouble!"

Wiping out Qinzhou's high-level officials, dumping the pot on the rebel army, and deliberately submitting a plea of guilt... Yuwen Hu supported his chin with his hand, fell into deep thought, muttered Chen Yan's operation, his eyes lit up, and he said:

"This King knows this kid's intention..."

"He is truly smart!"

Between the lines, it was full of unspeakable praise.

"What?"

"Brother, what do you know?"

Yuwen Heng was confused, his head was like a monk, and he wondered: "Does this plea of guilt have any other mysteries?"

After saying that, he flipped through the memorial several times again.

He didn't see any anomalies.

"Because this plea of guilt is not for you or me to see at all..."

Yuwen Hu tapped the table with his fingers, laughed heartily, and said playfully.

He appreciated A Tang's precious son more and more...

"Then it is?" Yuwen Heng was curious and couldn't wait to ask.

Yuwen Hu didn't sell it, and blurted out: "It's used to put on a show, to block the mouths of Dugu Zhao, Zhao Qian, and the people of the world!"

This so-called plea of guilt was submitted, and a posture of repentance was made...

To put it bluntly, it was two words: block the mouth!

It was that careful and intelligent child A Yan, who specially blocked those two Great Pillars of State for himself...

"Oh?"

Yuwen Heng suddenly realized and sighed: "This kid is truly thoughtful..."

He didn't expect that this seemingly simple plea of guilt contained so many twists and turns.

"Not just that!"

Yuwen Hu smiled, shook his finger, and said meaningfully: "There is another meaning in this plea of guilt!"

"How to say?" Yuwen Heng's curiosity was aroused, and he couldn't wait to ask.

Yuwen Hu didn't answer directly, but turned and shouted: "Gongyang!"

"Here."

Gongyang Hui, who came to send the document and waited on the side, bowed and responded.

Yuwen Hu stroked the jade thumb ring, phrased it, and said in a deep voice: "Draft an edict, transfer Pei Yanshao of the Pei clan to serve as Qinzhou Governor!"

"And order Wang Kang to serve as Qinzhou Governor!"

A series of appointments came out of Yuwen Hu's mouth in an orderly manner.

Filling the vacant official positions in Qinzhou with his own confidants one after another.

"Yes." Gongyang Hui recorded it quickly.

Yuwen Hu seemed to have thought of something else, raised his finger and tapped, "Add another sentence, when the appointment arrives, go to Qinzhou immediately, no delay!"

"Clang clang clang!"

"Clang clang clang!"

The next day, a strange team appeared on the streets of Chang'an.

I saw the Jingzhao Prefecture officials who usually maintained order walking on the streets and alleys of Chang'an with gongs and drums.

Such an unusual situation attracted countless people to stop and watch.

"What happened?"

"Did the Qi Kingdom in the east attack again?"

"Could it be that the riot in the west is going to sweep Chang'an?"

"Should we pack up our belongings and avoid the limelight first?"

"Don't talk nonsense!"

For a time, the people on the street were discussing, guessing constantly.

There were those who watched the excitement, those who were panicked and worried, and various emotions were breeding...

Just then, the leading official in the gong and drum team raised his voice and shouted: "Victory report!"

"Chen Yan, the Zhuque Mirror Master of the Mirror Bureau, won a great victory under Longjishan in Qinzhou, breaking thirty thousand with two thousand!"

"And set an ambush in Eagle Hawk Valley, annihilating five thousand rebel troops!"

The people on the street heard this, looked at each other, and were shocked.

"Is the news true?"

"Qinzhou rioted a few days ago, almost the whole territory was about to fall, and the rebel army had a momentum to sweep the surrounding areas, how long has it been, and they have defeated the rebel army one after another?"

"And it was fighting against the crowd with a minority?"

In the crowd, a well-informed street vendor couldn't help but question.

The riot in Qinzhou was not ordinary fierce...

In a short period of time, they almost lost a state, and it hasn't been long, and the aggressive rebel army is about to be wiped out?

Or two thousand breaking thirty thousand?

"Yes!"

The butcher echoed: "This wouldn't be something the Imperial Court released to fool us, right?"

The leading official glanced sideways, hummed: "This victory report has been seen by the Emperor and the Great Chancellor, how can it be fake?"

"The army will return in triumph in a few days!"

As he spoke, he raised his finger and pointed at the two, scolding: "It's just that this official is in a good mood today, otherwise I would have caught you two and put you in the Jingzhao Prefecture prison for ten days and a half months!"

"Who gave you the guts to question the Emperor and the Great Chancellor?"

Amidst the laughter of the surrounding people, the two blushed and scratched their heads, not daring to say anything more.

Immediately after, there was a discussion about Chen Yan's identity:

"Zhuque Mirror Master Chen Yan?"

"Who is he?"

"You idiot!"

"This Lord Chen Yan who defeated the rebel army is the Great Zhou Poetry Immortal who fought Wang and Xie while drunk not long ago!"

"Great Zhou Poetry Immortal?"

"So it's that one!"

"First famous for poetry, then led the army to quell the rebellion and win a great victory, this Lord Chen Yan is truly capable of both literature and martial arts!"

"I wonder if he is married?"

"My daughter is sixteen, extremely beautiful..."

"Can Lord Chen Yan look down on your daughter?"

"Don't daydream!"

In the crowd, several young girls who came out with baskets to buy rouge listened curiously to the discussions around them.

The one who listened most carefully was Pei Suiwan's personal maid, and the others were also maids in her courtyard.

After the victory report official left, they dispersed and returned to the Pei Mansion.

Pei Suiwan, who was reading the "Book of Songs" in the pavilion, saw Rong'er return and asked: "Rong'er, why is it so noisy outside?"

"Miss, they say the Great Zhou Poetry Immortal defeated thirty thousand rebel troops!" Rong'er walked up and replied.

"Who did you say?!"

Pei Suiwan, who had never been distracted when reading, could no longer sit still, hurriedly put down the book in her hand, pursed her red lips, and urged.

Since the poetry gathering, she had been paying attention to Chen Yan, knowing that he had been sent to Qinzhou by the Great Chancellor to quell the rebellion.