Towards the end of the day, the sun that was about to rise was completely covered by dark clouds, and strong winds blew across the sky and earth, as if it was going to rain at any time.
In the east and south of Jinping Palace, all the palace gates were opened in an instant, and the Forbidden Army and Jinwu Guards were dispatched at the same time. Thousands of people rushed to all the imperial streets.
All the government buildings were broken into, and the Ministry of Industry on Yu Street was also broken into by the Jinwu guards. Once they entered, they rummaged through everything.
Fan Dangchun had not slept for two hours when he was suddenly woken up and saw several soldiers bursting in with guns drawn and knocking down everything in his house.
Two of them came to drag him, and Fan Dengchun hurriedly wrapped himself in a thin blanket and came down. The soldiers pulled up his bed.
Under the bed, there were some excellent tonics given to him by his fellow villagers. The Jinwu guards picked up their spears and poked around the bottom of the bed to confirm that there were no hidden traps, and then left.
Fan Dengchun looked at the mess in the house and felt stupid.
Several of his men ran in: "Sir!"
Fan waited for Chun to react and ran to check the tonic under the bed.
Although the other party didn't snatch it away, but it was poked like this, and anything that could be damaged would have been broken.
Fan Dengchun was trembling with anger: "After all, I am also a certified engineer of the Ministry of Industry, and they treated me like this!"
One of his men said with a sad face: "Sir, it's not just you, all of our rooms have been damaged, Master Hang's cabinet has been smashed!"
Fan Dengchun asked in shock: "What happened? Something happened to our Ministry of Works?"
"No!" Another subordinate hurriedly said, "No one in the Ministry of Etiquette and the Ministry of Husbandry is good! They have all been turned over!"
"Is Master Hang back?"
"not yet!"
Fan Dengchun was worried: "What... happened?"
In addition to the six yamen, more soldiers went to the homes of the courtiers.
A large number of soldiers were running around, and there were no civilians on all the long streets. The doors and windows of the residents on the street were closed one after another. Not only did they not leave the house, but they did not even dare to put their eyes near the windows.
There were not only soldiers going to the ministers' homes on the street, but also fast horses running against the crowd of soldiers toward the palace one after another.
Li Ju stood in front of the Zhengwen Hall, looking up at the billowing ink clouds in the sky.
The sound of the wind in the sky and the earth became louder and louder, and suddenly a white light flashed past, and the rumble of thunder suddenly dropped, deafening.
The chamberlain on the side whispered: "Your Majesty, maybe it's going to rain, let's go back."
Li Juruo didn't hear anything and just stood motionless.
Because of the special amnesty, the messengers could ride into the palace and arrive in front of the Zhengwen Hall.
They all dismounted in front of His Majesty Dan and stepped forward to report.
The situation of those courtiers who had not arrived was exactly the same as that of Yu Shiling. None of their families knew about it, and they disappeared out of thin air.
Whether they were comrades or those with whom they disagreed with politics on a daily basis, they all seemed to evaporate one by one.
Li Ju's face showed no emotion or anger, and he listened quietly to the soldiers talking. Only after they finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved gently: "Go down."
The dark clouds became thicker and thicker, and the strong wind between heaven and earth seemed to blow up people. Li Ju's dragon robe was blowing loudly, but he still refused to go back.
In the main hall behind him were the ministers who entered the court today.
The door of the main hall was closed tightly, and he shut them in.
If you lock him up, he won't suddenly disappear.
These ministers are still his ministers.
The ministers who were kneeling numb inside did not always kneel in that pedantic way.
Many people carefully changed their posture, either crossing their legs or sitting, and some even bravely stood up and moved their legs.
Hang Yusheng was sitting on the ground at this time, with his legs stretched straight in front of him.
Compared to the others, his surroundings were almost empty, and none of the humerus ministers came.
After sitting there for a long time, people gradually started talking in the hall, whispering to each other in very low voices.
Hang Yusheng listened for a while, and as he listened, his eyes fell on Fu Shuiwei, the head of the Department of Civil Affairs not far away.
Fu Shuiwei was massaging his thighs. He seemed to feel something and turned back to look at Hang Yusheng.
Fan Dengchun's words came to Hang Yusheng's mind that morning, saying that he should have a quarrel with someone from the Ministry of Civil Affairs.
Fu Shuiwei looked at Hang Yusheng: "?"
Hang Yusheng thought for a while and crawled over on the ground. Fu Shuiwei didn't dare to do it, so he immediately crawled over.
"Master Hang, do you have anything to do with your subordinate?" Fu Shui said in a low voice.
"Master Zhuge, how is your condition now?" Hang Yusheng asked.
Fu Shui sighed slightly: "It's too bad, hey."
"Hey," Hang Yusheng also sighed, and said, "You are the only official here?"
"Isn't it the same with your Excellency's Ministry of Industry?"
Hang Yusheng frowned: "I always feel uneasy in my heart."
Fu Shui said slightly: "My lord, don't be afraid. Although the emperor has a bad temper in recent years, he has never treated us ministers too harshly."
Hang Yusheng thought about it and realized that it was really like this.
The emperor killed eunuchs or guards indiscriminately, but he never killed a minister in vain.
Just killing people randomly is always wrong.
The two of them talked, sat down together and started chatting.
Another bolt of lightning flashed past outside the palace, and all the officials looked back, then they covered their ears due to the thunder.
Only then did someone realize that the emperor who had been standing at the entrance of the hall seemed to be missing.
After a long time, several ministers who were closer to the palace gate groped their way carefully.
After looking around, they turned around and said in a breathy voice: "The Emperor is gone!"
Many ministers gathered around.
"Really gone!"
"Those father-in-laws have also left."
"That's wrong, why are there more guards..."
"Yes, there seems to be an increase of more than twenty people."
Hang Yusheng was very lazy and didn't want to go, and he didn't even bother to defecate in the water.
The two of them were sitting here, listening to their conversation.
A minister suddenly plucked up the courage and raised his hand to open the palace door.
The imperial guards at the door immediately stopped him.
"Why are you stopping me?" the minister said, "I can't hold it in any longer. I have three urgent needs!"
The guard said respectfully: "Sir, you come with me."
"What does this mean?" Another minister said, "Does this mean you won't let us out?"
The guard replied: "The emperor has ordered that the adults stay in the palace for the time being."
All the ministers looked at each other in confusion. Hang Yusheng and Fu Shuiwei over there were also dumbfounded and turned around.
The guard continued: "If the adults are thirsty or hungry, just give the order to the younger ones."
A minister couldn't help but said: "Is this... house arrest?"
Another person quickly grabbed him and signaled him to make a mistake.
The guard lowered his head, pretending that he didn't hear what he just said.
The minister who said he couldn't hold it in any longer walked out of the palace gate and left with a few guards.
Then, other guards closed the door again.
The huge palace door closed with a deep sound, and an echo seemed to echo in the empty hall.
Hang Yusheng withdrew his gaze and couldn't help but mutter: "It looks like this... It's better than I don't come either."
"Sir, you can't say this," Fu Shui said hurriedly, "If you talk too much, you will make mistakes."
Hang Yusheng glanced at him sideways: "Do you think losing your freedom is a good thing?"
"Sir, we are all ministers. The Emperor ordered us to stay here, so why not stay for a while?"
Hang Yusheng looked at him without blinking, and Fan Dengchun's words appeared in his mind again.
But this time, it was him who wanted to have a fight.
"Ha," Hang Yusheng sneered, "he is really a good official."
