Chapter 773 Letter From Parthia

After Boss Song was executed, the scene under the city wall was in chaos.

Some extremely angry people took Boss Song's meat to feed the dogs, as if only in this way could they vent their anger.

They scrambled for it, and the scene was out of control for a while.

Those who got the meat showed a look of relief on their faces, and hurriedly threw the meat to the wild dogs on the roadside.

Those who couldn't get it were frustrated and looked at others unwillingly.

However, there were also some more rational people who stood aside and looked at this scene with disgust.

One of them said: "This meat is too dirty. Even if it is given to me to feed the dog, I don't want it. What if this dog becomes as crazy as Boss Song?"

The people around nodded in agreement.

"Yes, Boss Song has done many evil things, and his meat is also tainted with evil. We can't let this evil continue to spread." Another person said.

In this chaotic scene, people's emotions were different.

In the city, the news that the people took the meat of Song Lao Da and fed it to dogs spread like wildfire, and it became a hot topic for people after dinner.

This matter also spread to Song Dajiang's shop.

Although Hu Lin always told himself to work hard and try to focus on the work at hand, Wenxuan's matter always lingered in his mind, making him unable to calm down completely.

Now, hearing everyone talking about the Prime Minister's Mansion, his mood is even more complicated.

He unconsciously regarded Xi Yu as an enemy, thinking that those powerful people made his life so bad.

When he heard people around him discussing the Prime Minister's Mansion enthusiastically, Hu Lin was very unhappy.

But Hu Lin knew that he was just a small person, how could he compete with the Prime Minister? So he could only work hard.

At Youzhou College, Dongfanghong found Wenxuan with excitement, and his eyes flashed with pride.

"How about it, am I right? Xiyu's son is not dead!" Dongfanghong's voice was full of pride.

However, Wenxuan responded coldly: "What's the big deal?" There was no ripple on her face, as if this was not something worth making a fuss about.

The breeze in the college blew gently, blowing up the corners of the two people's clothes, and the atmosphere was a little subtle for a while.

Dongfanghong was embarrassed by Wenxuan's reaction. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something else, but he didn't know where to start.

Wenxuan still looked indifferent, as if he didn't care about this matter at all.

"Wenxuan, you just don't like me, so you have to oppose everything I say!" Dongfanghong said loudly, with a hint of grievance and unwillingness in his voice.

Wenxuan raised his chin slightly, and his eyes were still cold. "Humph, whatever you think."

Her tone was indifferent, as if she didn't care about Dongfanghong's accusation.

She didn't mean to go against Dongfanghong on purpose, but she was used to using this indifferent attitude to protect herself.

Dongfanghong looked at Wenxuan's indifferent look, and her anger grew even stronger.

He flicked his sleeves and turned away.

Looking at Dongfanghong's departing figure, Wenxuan's mouth corners slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile.

At the border crossing of Youzhou, dust was flying, and a soldier rode a horse and galloped like the wind.

The horse galloped and soon arrived in front of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

The soldier turned over and dismounted neatly, and without wiping the sweat from his forehead, he hurried into the mansion.

Seeing Xiyu, the soldier knelt on one knee and said respectfully: "Prime Minister, there is an important letter from the Parthian Kingdom."

Xiyu frowned slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

He stretched out his hand and took the letter. The seal on the envelope was strange and mysterious.

Xiyu felt a little uneasy in his heart. He carefully handed the letter to the secret guard beside him and said: "See if there is any poison."

The secret guard took the letter and examined it carefully.

His eyes were focused and sharp, not missing any details. After a moment, the secret guard shook his head and said, "Sir, there is no poison in the letter."

Xi Yu breathed a sigh of relief, slowly opened the envelope, and pulled out the letter paper. The handwriting on it was unfamiliar and sloppy.

Xi Yu carefully read the contents of the letter, and his face gradually became solemn.

His eyes slowly moved on the letter paper, and his mind was full of thoughts.

Dear Majesty and Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty: I am writing to you. First of all, I would like to extend my most sincere greetings to you two. I am the King of the Parthian Kingdom. I am writing a letter to you today to entrust you with important matters.

My princess has entered the territory of the Han Dynasty. I hope that the Han Dynasty can help her return to the country when we see her. She is alone outside, and I am very worried. I also hope that the Han Dynasty can help find her, and I will be very grateful. I wish you good health, King of the Parthian Kingdom.

Xi Yu frowned and fell into deep thought, thinking of the last time the envoy came. He muttered to himself: "Why did the king write a letter again this time? Their princess is missing, why should I help find her?"

But the portrait he saw last time appeared in his mind involuntarily. The beautiful appearance of the Princess of Parthia was indeed good.

A trace of hesitation flashed across Xi Yu's face, and then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, thinking: "If I can really find this princess, it would be good."

So, he spread out the paper, picked up the pen, and decided to write a reply letter to express his willingness to help find her.

Xi Yu put down the pen in his hand and exhaled slightly.

He looked at the reply letter he had just written with a serious expression.

In the letter, he replied to the King of Parthia sincerely, saying that he would try his best to help find the princess.

Xi Yu handed the letter to the soldiers and ordered: "Send someone to send this letter to Parthia quickly."

The soldiers took the order and left.

Xi Yu sat on the chair, tapping the armrest with his fingers, lost in thought.

He thought to himself that he only said he would help search for it, but he had no obligation to find it.

After all, the country of Han has a vast territory, and it is not easy to find a princess from a foreign country.

Xi Yu frowned slightly, feeling a little tangled in his heart.

He wanted to find it, but he was worried that the search for the princess would consume a lot of manpower and material resources.

"Let's take it one step at a time." Xi Yu thought to himself. He decided to arrange manpower to search within the territory of the Han Dynasty first. Whether he could find the princess could only depend on God's will.

Xiyu stood up, walked to the window, and looked into the distance.

Xi Yu sat at the table, tapping his fingers on the table and frowning.

He secretly thought to himself that without a portrait, it would be as difficult as climbing to the sky to find the Princess of Anxi in the vast Han Dynasty.

"What should we do?" Xi Yu murmured to himself.

After a while, Xi Yu picked up the pen again and started writing quickly on the letter paper.

In his second letter, he earnestly expressed to the King of Parthia the difficulty of finding the princess without a portrait, and hoped to get another portrait of the princess to better carry out the search.

After writing the letter, Xi Yu put down the pen and gently blew on the letter paper until the ink was dry.

He called a soldier, solemnly handed the letter to him, and said: "Send this letter to the border crossing quickly, and make sure it reaches the Parthian country as soon as possible."

The soldier took the letter with both hands and saluted respectfully: "I obey, Your Majesty the Prime Minister."

Then turned and left.

Xi Yu looked at the soldiers' retreating backs, filled with anticipation.

In an exquisite room in the Huang family, Princess Linglong of the Parthian Kingdom sat quietly in front of the window, looking at the scenery outside the window, but her thoughts were surging in her heart.

Although she seemed stable, she always felt that something was missing.

Linglong frowned slightly, thinking to herself: "It's really boring to live like this now. I am the princess of the Anxi Kingdom, how can I be subordinate to others? I must be the master of the family and control my own destiny."

Linglong, who grew up in the palace, witnessed countless palace struggles.

Those scenes of overt and covert fighting and intrigues have long been deeply imprinted in her mind.

In her view, feelings are just a tool that can be used, and they appear so fragile in the face of power.

Linglong stood up and paced back and forth in the room.

She began to plan her next move to become the real head of the family.

A confident smile appeared on her face, as if she had seen the moment of success.

In the room, Linglong sat elegantly at the table and watched the girl come in with food.

The girl put down the food respectfully and said softly: "Madam, the young master is not at home, you should eat first."

Linglong nodded slightly, but kept staring at the girl until she turned around and left.

The girl's footsteps gradually faded away, and a sneer appeared on Linglong's face.

She was secretly proud in her heart: "Humph, the opportunity has finally come."

Linglong's eyes became cold and decisive, and she knew she had to do this to achieve her goal.

Linglong quickly took out a packet of medicine from her sleeve and held it tightly in her hand.

"In order to be the master of the family, I have no choice." Linglong gritted her teeth, opened the medicine package, and poured it gently into the bowl.

She looked at the bowl of drugged food without any guilt in her heart.

In her mind, it was just a means to an end. Linglong's eyes were full of ambition and desire. She longed for power and to control everything.

"When Master Huang comes back and eats this meal, everything will be under my control."

Linglong showed a proud smile.

After a while.

Linglong watched quietly as Master Huang walked into the room, with a gentle smile on his face but no disturbance in his heart.

"Master, you are back. Come and have something to eat." Linglong said softly, with a hint of concern in her tone.

When Master Huang saw Linglong, his eyes lit up and he walked over with a smile.

"Linglong, why don't you eat?" he asked with concern.

Linglong shook her head slightly, with a hint of imperceptible indifference flashing in her eyes.

"I'm not hungry. Master, you can eat."

Young Master Huang didn't doubt him. Looking at the food on the table, his appetite increased greatly.

He picked up the chopsticks, picked up a mouthful of vegetables, put it into his mouth, and ate it with relish.

Linglong watched Master Huang eating so deliciously and sneered secretly in her heart.

Her plan is going smoothly. As long as Master Huang eats these meals, she will be one step closer to becoming the master of the family.

Master Huang was chatting with Linglong while eating, with a happy smile on his face.

He didn't notice anything strange about Linglong and was completely immersed in the warm atmosphere.

Linglong responded to Master Huang's words perfunctorily, but she was planning her next move in her heart.

She watched Master Huang eat more and more, and the anticipation in her heart became stronger and stronger.

Young Master Huang suddenly let out a painful cry, clutched his stomach with both hands, and his face instantly turned pale.

His body was shaking violently and blood was pouring out of his mouth.

Linglong looked at Master Huang's miserable condition with a cruel smile on her face.

There was no pity in her heart, only the joy of success.

Master Huang raised his head with difficulty and looked at Linglong, his eyes filled with anger and despair.

"You...you vicious woman!" He used his last breath to accuse.

However, before he finished speaking, Master Huang died of anger.

His body fell limply to the ground, his eyes wide.

Linglong looked at Master Huang's body quietly without any guilt in her heart.

She knew that she had taken a crucial step. Next, she would take control of the Huang family and become the real master.

Linglong slowly knelt down and gently closed Master Huang's eyes with her hands.

"Don't blame me," she whispered.

There was a smell of death in the room, and Linglong stood up.

Linglong shouted: "Someone is coming! Someone is coming!" The sharp shout instantly broke the tranquility of the Huang family.

Several servants heard the sound and hurried over. When they saw Mr. Huang lying on the ground and dying, they were shocked and turned pale.

One of the servants stammered: "What...what's going on? Master, why..."

Linglong cried so hard that her face was full of grief and innocence. "I don't know who was so cruel and drugged the food. Young Master...he just left." Her voice was choked, and her eyes were filled with sadness.

After calming down a little, Linglong gritted her teeth and said, "Go and bring everyone in the kitchen, including the girl who delivered the food, to find out who poisoned her."

The servants nodded quickly and took action quickly.

Linglong stood there, with an imperceptible coldness flashing in her eyes.

She knew that this drama had just begun, and she had to perform well in order to successfully control the Huang family.

After a while, everyone in the kitchen was brought into the room.

Each of them looked frightened, and their eyes were full of panic. When they learned that Master Huang had been poisoned and died, they seemed to be hit by a bolt from the blue, trembling with fear.

The little girl who delivered the meal was even more frightened out of her mind. Her face was as pale as paper and her body was shaking constantly.

Her eyes were filled with tears, as if she would cry at any moment.

Linglong stood in front of everyone, her eyes were cold and her face was gloomy. "Who did it? Come forward quickly, otherwise I won't be polite."

Her voice was stern and cold, with an undeniable dignity.

Everyone looked at each other, no one dared to speak.

There was a tense atmosphere in the room, as if a tight string could break at any time.

Linglong's eyes swept over everyone one by one, trying to find any clues from their expressions.

"I'll give you one more chance. If no one admits it, don't blame me for being cruel." Linglong's voice became colder, and there was determination in her eyes.

However, still no one came forward.

Linglong's eyes were locked tightly on Jingjing, with a hint of doubt and questioning in her eyes.

"Jingjing, you brought this dish. Tell me, what's going on?" Linglong's voice was low, but it carried an invisible pressure.

Jingjing was so frightened that she trembled and knelt down quickly.

Tears burst into her eyes, and her voice trembled as she said, "Madam, this matter really has nothing to do with me! I just delivered a meal as instructed, I don't know anything."

Linglong narrowed her eyes slightly, with a sneer on her face.

She turned her gaze to Lao Nie who was cooking, and asked in a cold tone: "Old Nie, what about you? You cooked this meal, do you have anything to say?"

Old Nie also hurriedly knelt down, beads of sweat appearing on his forehead.

"Madam, I'm wronged! I just cooked according to the usual way, without any manipulation." Old Nie's voice was full of fear and grievance.

Linglong looked at the two people kneeling on the ground, thinking secretly in her heart.

Linglong's face was terrifyingly gloomy. She looked at everyone coldly, waved her hands and said, "You all go down first, leaving only Jingjing and Lao Nie."

Everyone hurried out as if they had received an amnesty, leaving only Linglong, Jingjing, and Lao Nie in the room.

There was a fierce look in Linglong's eyes, and she ordered several servants: "Take them to the yard and beat them until they admit it."

The servants immediately stepped forward, roughly grabbed Jingjing and Lao Nie, and dragged them to the yard.

After a while, there was a shouting sound in the yard.

Jingjing and Lao Nie were pushed to the ground by the servants, and sticks fell like raindrops.

Jingjing cried: "Madam, please forgive me! I really don't know anything."

Lao Nie also groaned in pain: "What an injustice! It was not us who did it."

Linglong stood aside and watched this scene expressionlessly. There is no mercy in her heart, only the desire for power.

She knew that she had to get them to admit her in order to consolidate her position in the Huang family.

The sound of beatings in the yard continued, and the screams of Jingjing and Lao Nie became weaker and weaker.

In the yard, Jingjing and Lao Nie lay motionless in a pool of blood.

Linglong looked at the two horrific corpses without any emotion on her face.

She said indifferently to the servants: "It must have been done by two of them. Let the news out that the two of them admitted the crime before they died and committed suicide out of fear of guilt."

The servants looked at each other in confusion. Although they had doubts in their hearts, they did not dare to disobey Linglong's order. They nodded quickly and said, "Yes, ma'am."

Afterwards, the servants began to act according to Linglong's instructions. They quickly spread the news throughout the Huang family, claiming that Jingjing and Lao Nie admitted to poisoning Mr. Huang before they died and committed suicide out of fear of guilt.

The news quickly spread throughout the Huang family, and everyone was in an uproar, expressing their disgust for the two "murderers".

Of course, some people also believed that this incident was directed and acted by Linglong alone.

Linglong watched everything go according to her plan, and she was secretly proud of herself.

However, under this seemingly calm surface, undercurrents surged. Some people doubted this result, but under Linglong's majesty, they dared not easily reveal it.

And Linglong also knew that she must always be vigilant to prevent someone from seeing through her conspiracy. (End of this chapter)