You rascal, stop right there!

Chapter 263: Don’t you feel bad after reading this?

Chijiang County, official post station.

The envoys were sitting at the table, scanning the messy tabloids on the table again and again.

This Great Ying originally had a court newspaper, but after the fall, it was not restricted by the government, so private newspapers began to spread among the people.

The country was broken and the situation was turbulent.

Even though the private newspaper "Important Collection of Current Affairs" it disseminated was banned repeatedly, some people in the south still read the tabloid out of curiosity.

Moreover, most of the content is gossip and random curiosity.

"How can this be written? It actually says that the officials in charge of the negotiations between the two dynasties were once officials of Daying. It's an internal conflict!"

"Imperial Censor Ling Shumo will definitely protect our mentor and betray the Qing Dynasty after the negotiations are successful."

"Nan Ying is the orthodox one. Qing Dynasty is just a parasite and cannot withstand a single blow."

……

Wang Kai, the commander of the Qing Dynasty's cavalry, threw the private report in his hand onto the table.

"The people are ignorant. If there is no Qing Dynasty, Nanying will no longer exist and will be swallowed up by Xuanli. They don't even know how they died!"

Since the establishment of the Qing Dynasty, the threats faced by Nanying have been increasing day by day.

Especially since Qing Dynasty had defeated Xuan Li many times and was on good terms with Ling Yu, it made people feel even more panicked.

Nan Ying only relied on its former reputation as the orthodox Da Ying, but everyone knew how weak it is now.

Everyone knows how much the remaining people in Nanying are self-deceiving.

But many people in the South have never experienced the fall of the North and the war. They don't know! How can this not be written nonsense?

All the accompanying generals looked at the private report of Zhan Luan in anger and felt so embarrassed.

Ling Shumo quietly read these tabloids, calm and composed: "These people don't know the current situation, most of them are just to satisfy their curiosity, you can't blame them."

"Ha!" Wang Kai snorted. "Lord Ling, that's easy to say. If something goes wrong during the negotiation at Qingliang Temple, will you be responsible?"

"How do you know? I can't take responsibility!" Ling Shumo stared at him, every word he said was threatening.

The people around were silent, no one dared to say a word.

Although, the main person in charge of the negotiations was Ling Shumo, the Imperial Censor.

However, Wang Kai is Song Yuanshan's confidant after all, and is also his uncle on his father's side.

Come to think of it, no one dared to argue with him.

The air was very quiet and there was no one to talk to at the inn.

However, there are exceptions to this rule.

Someone was holding a tabloid in his hand, reading it with great interest.

"I heard that the Qing Dynasty envoy's name was Ling Shumo, and he had a crush on a singing girl in Nanying. Unfortunately, Daying fell, and the beauty married someone else. This love story is really sad."

"Like Lin'an hermit Zi Chen, he was so moved that he wrote "It's Hard to Leave a Cloud in Wushan", and his calligraphy is worth a thousand gold..."

"This story is really well written. I'll compile a set of illustrations someday!"

He spoke so happily that he didn't expect that the people around him were looking at him with sullen faces.

Ling Shumo's face revealed a look of helplessness at the predicament. He just felt that this person was just enjoying the fun.

Bai Wan continued to read the tabloids straightforwardly and carefreely, pointing to a piece of text and excitedly said, "General Wang, there's yours too!"

The voice is really shameless and annoying.

"The article said that your beloved sister couldn't get him, so she became a nun and entered the Buddhist monastery. That's why you joined the rebel army!"

"As the saying goes, no matter how the country is destroyed, I will never forget my love for Miss Cuihua."

What nonsense!

These tabloids watched the peace talks between the two dynasties and made up these messed up stories.

"I think we should kill all the people who write tabloids!" Wang Kai was so angry that he could not control himself.

He was the commander of the Daqing Cavalry Army, but he was written about in such a ridiculous way.

Just when they were feeling upset about the public opinion, someone came to the post station in Chijiang County.

"Censor Ling, historian Bai, commander Wang! Nan Ying has changed the location of the peace talks from Qingliang Temple to an official ship on the Chijiang River in front of the temple."

When these words were spoken, everyone was surprised.

Are they planning to form a "River Alliance"?

Ling Shumo leaned forward to take a look, sketched the official document for a moment, and ordered: "It is better to prepare swordsmen and archers, as well as small boats on the shore, in case of variables."

"Variable?" Wang Kai felt strange.

Nan Ying is now in a dilemma, and the only correct solution is to negotiate peace. Do they still want the Qing Dynasty's delegation to be annihilated?

Aren’t you afraid that Daqing will destroy them in one fell swoop?

"Commander Wang should know that a cornered dog will do something desperate. Lord Ling did the right thing." Bai Wan glanced at him and smiled.

Wang Kai looked at them with cold eyes.

These two disgusting homosexuals are singing the same tune.

So, he stepped forward and said sternly, "The troops accompanying the talks are all my men. It is not Lord Ling's turn to control them."

Because of the huge gap in national strength between the two dynasties, Song Yuanshan was also heading for failure.

On the surface, they were only a delegation of a dozen people.

In fact, there were 40,000 troops a few miles behind him, and they were going to harass Nanying within half a month after the peace talks failed.

In his opinion, Ling Shumo was just a civilian official, so how could he be qualified to mobilize his army?

Ling Shumo roughly understood what this person was thinking: "Ling did this to avoid conflicts during the negotiation. If they fail later, the delegation can also escape unscathed."

Even though the other dozen or so people in this delegation were not royal relatives, there was no need for them to sacrifice their lives for this.

Wang Kai said in annoyance: "I have the final say. The envoy from Nan Ying is just a deposed prime minister who has lost his power, an old and weak civil servant. At most, he has two servants. How can there be any changes?"

"Besides, with the number of soldiers guarding Nanying, this commander can defeat a hundred of them alone."

"Let's go to the negotiations with the number of people we originally planned, and stop talking nonsense!"

There is really no way to communicate between civil officials and military officers!

Ling Shumo sighed. Wang Kai was too arrogant to pay any attention to him.

The man left in a huff without even listening to the whole story, and the others followed suit.

In short, Ling Shumo, the censor, is really frustrated.

As soon as Wang Kai left, Bai Wan persuaded Ling Shumo, saying, "Huang Teng and Hua Qing have communicated with me through letters. They are following us from the side! If there is any accident, we can evacuate in time!"

He knew very well that Ling Shumo had been sent on a mission to avenge Xuan Li's death, and he would never let anyone sacrifice in vain again.

Although he felt that he owed a favor to the brothers and sisters of Black Wind Village, this was the only solution he had.

Ling Shumo nodded, leaned forward to give instructions to A Yan, and then passed a few commands to other people.

"Besides, I'm worried about you..."

He was a little vague again.

"Don't worry, I am afraid of water, but don't you still exist?" Bai Wan smiled, "I have my own tricks, I will just recite them in my mind when the time comes..."

He muttered cunningly: "This is not water... This is not water... This is glass, glass!"

"This is not on the boat... This is not on the boat... This is in the small building!"

Ling Shumo was suddenly amused.

Where did this guy learn this self-paralysis?

"You are always deceiving yourself like this. Was it the same when you were reading the tabloid just now?" Ling Shumo glanced at him and stared at him seriously.

"What? I read the tabloids sincerely." Bai Wan read them with deep recollection, "Except for the fake content, everything else is true!"

What is this word?

Ling Shumo gradually approached, smiling: "You see, aren't you jealous?"

"How is that possible!" Bai Wan said confidently, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses.

Later, thinking back on how true the tabloid article was, he would have eulogized the relationship if the protagonist had not been his own husband.

Suddenly, the person felt uncomfortable and frowned.

Looking at the man's revealing expression, Ling Shumo finally felt much better.

"At least you have guilty moments too."

I think I feel I can't lose.

Bai Wan came forward and smiled maliciously: "Then you must not have read another article in the tabloid, saying that there is a painting saint named Han Miaoran, who is sentimental but not heartless."

"Mr. Xi Meng has countless female confidantes, from prostitutes to widows!"

"Especially the part about being in seclusion in the boudoir and encountering springtime, it's so well written. I am a romantic and talented man!"

After saying that, the man did not forget to bury his head in his shoulder blades, and took a few bites from the neck to the earlobe.

Ling Shumo's face turned red when he saw this erotic scene.

It was basically the two lines of words on the tabloid that was handed over!

"You, don't learn from the you above!"