387 She is the torch

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The road from Dongping Academy to Yujie was also seriously blocked, and the Tianrong Guards who returned had to spend a lot of effort to get away from the sea of ​​people.

And the Imperial Street goes east, then north, to the entire east city of Juyang City Gate. There are hundreds of thousands of people gathered there, saluting and leaving without stopping.

The heavy snow gradually stopped, but the wind became faster and faster, roaring across the sky and earth like a ravaging force.

Sun Yike stood at the east gate of the imperial city, with one hand on the sword on his waist, looking at the attic houses under the bright lights and the crowd of heads in the distance, feeling sad in his heart.

The capital is really too big, with neat houses and magnificent buildings. When it is prosperous, the streets are always bright and the lights are bright.

He pondered for three days but could not figure out why His Majesty wanted to leave Beijing and abandon this great country.

Three subordinates came running down the wide road on horseback: Captain!

Sun Yike stood on the tower and looked down, saying: What's going on?

Cleanup completed!

There is no idle person near Juyang Gate, and no one dares to commit the crime again!

The outside of the city has been cleared!

s1; Sun Yike nodded, turned around and left, going back to resume his life.

On Jinping Square in the palace

, the lights are brilliant, as bright as day, the canopy is gathered, the palace guards are lined up to protect the palace walls, and the palace maids and chambermaids stand around the chariot with numb expressions.

In the Taiyang Hall in the distance, Emperor Xuan Yan was sitting on the dragon chair, looking at the empty hall, fixed in a void, and did not move for a long time.

If I leave today, I don’t know if I can come back someday.

Normally, he was so accustomed to sitting on this dragon chair and being worshiped by hundreds of officials that he was almost numb and didn't feel much about it. But now that he was about to leave the palace, he suddenly felt reluctant to leave.

Why not give up?

Emperor Xuan Yan felt disgusted because of this reluctance.

Obviously as long as he is the king and all the courtiers are there, he can have the morning court whenever he wants. The palace in Hejing is equally splendid, so why should he be reluctant to give it up?

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Your Majesty, the voice of Chamberlain Liao sounded at the door of the main hall.

Emperor Xuan Yan narrowed his eyes and looked at him: What's the matter?

Your Majesty, the princesses have all boarded the car, stop making trouble, said the servant Liao.

Emperor Xuan Yan nodded and looked back at the handrail beside him, which was a delicately carved gold faucet.

His palm rubbed the faucet. How could he never find this feeling so comfortable before?

How many of those family members came? Emperor Xuan Yan asked, looking at the dragon head without moving away.

Waiter Liao lowered his head: They are all here, there is no one who dares not to come.

If there is any regret, Emperor Xuan Yan said, it is that Song Qingtang and the daughter of the Xia thief are still alive.

He will die, said the servant Liao, it will be a matter of time, Your Majesty.

sooner or later?

Emperor Xuan Yan didn't think so.

He is in the capital now, and there is nothing he can do against them. In the future, when he is in Hejing, he will probably be even less able to do anything.

It's a pity that I have to leave.

Emperor Xuan Yan patted the dragon head and said, "Take this dragon chair with me."

Waiter Liao was stunned for a moment and looked at the dragon chair where Emperor Xuan Yan was sitting.

The dragon chairs in the past dynasties were all made of rosewood and painted with gold paint. However, this dragon chair is made of solid gold and is extremely heavy. If you want to take it away, it will definitely be a big burden.

However, servant Liao did not dare to object to Emperor Xuan Yan's words, and he obeyed his orders: "Yes, Your Majesty, I will call the palace guards right now."

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