Crossing the bar on the tyrant: the only favorite

Chapter 713 Burning the Demon Queen 7
These people are different from those in Qingzhi County. They are far away from the epidemic area, and they do not feel the pain of losing their loved ones, nor are they angry at the cremation of their loved ones.

Therefore, the reaction was not intense, and it was quickly dispelled.

Cang Mo gave an order at the gate of the palace, dispatched the emperor's personal soldiers, put the whole city under martial law, and it was not allowed to talk about the empress in private.If you find any insulting words, you will be thrown into a heavy prison immediately.

After everything was arranged, Cang Mo came to the prison to personally interrogate the troublemaker.

According to their confession, someone gave them a lot of money, asked them to act like this, and made a big promise that as long as they succeeded in inciting the people to make trouble, they could get the glory and wealth for the rest of their lives.

As for the origins of those people, they don't know, only some secret contact information.

Cang Mo thought, he arrested these people, the people behind the scenes must have known about it, even if they were released again, most of those people would not contact them again.

It is assumed that those people must not give up at this point, and they must come up with some other tricks.

Cangmo sent reliable people to investigate the matter based on the existing clues.

When he returned to the palace from Qingzhi County, it was already late, and by the time the matter was settled, it was already dark.

Cang Mo hurried back to Fengyi Palace, Zhishan and Yeran had already rested at their dormitory, only Qiu Yishui was still waiting for him.

Seeing him coming in, Qiu Yishui asked with concern: "How is it?"

"It doesn't matter, these are common people, just like the people outside Qingzhi County, they don't understand the cremation, just explain it clearly to them."

Cang Mo answered very easily and naturally.

Qiu Yishui's heart was still heavy, but thinking that it was too late, she didn't ask any more questions, just said: "It's too late, go to sleep."

In the early morning of the next day, Cang Mo sat on the throne with a dignified expression, looking at several memorials in his hand.

The hall was extremely quiet, and everyone looked nervously at Cang Mo's tightly pursed lips.I couldn't see his eyes, but I could feel his anger just from the half of his face that was exposed.

Moreover, because the upper half of his face cannot be seen, it is even more difficult to guess his thoughts.

(End of this chapter)