The palace was quiet for a while, and both Liao and Xun Fei were speechless.
The palace, no more...
Such words, coming from the mouth of an emperor, would be ridiculous to anyone who listens to them.
Shirley Liao slowed down and said: "Your Majesty, moving the capital is no small matter, not to mention the heavy snowfall in the middle of winter now... Moreover, if we want to move the capital, we need to discuss it carefully with the ministers of the three provinces and six ministries..."
"Do I need you to teach me how to be an emperor?" Emperor Xuan Yan said.
Waiter Liao immediately knelt down and said in panic: "I don't dare, old slave."
Cold sweat broke out on Xun Fei's forehead. He stood aside and looked at Waiter Liao who was kneeling on the ground.
The word "move the capital" used by the servant Liao is the most euphemistic way of saying it.
Emperor Xuanyan clearly mentioned abandoning the palace and did not mention moving the capital.
Moving the capital has never been so easy. Throughout the ages, no matter where the capital is, it has required repeated consideration and comparison. The six ministries discussed together, the Taishi Bureau observed the stars, geomantic omen, and the world. The emperor had to go on several expeditions in person, and the Ministry of Works drafted a plan and made a decision.
The blueprint and the construction of the city walls alone would take several years.
Emperor Xuanyan did not have any of these, and there was no sign at all.
This is... really abandoning the palace, this is running away!
Chamberlain Liao bravely went to deliver the order, but Xun Fei forgot how he came out. He led his people out of Dongming Palace and walked north.
There was heavy snow on the road, and hundreds of guards came running towards him to protect Dongming Palace. At the same time, there were many figures running in the same direction as him.
The Internal Affairs Bureau, Tianrong Guard, Jinwu Guard, and other Forbidden Army branches all sent people over. Many palace maids and chamberlains looked around curiously, asking what was going on.
Xun Fei was stopped and questioned by several acquaintances, but he did not answer and went with them.
Several more corpses of guards were dug out of the snow. They were not hidden by the assassins, but because the wind and snow were so strong that they were buried. It was only after half a day that others realized something was wrong.
The fatal parts of the corpse were all in the throat, killing him with one blow, cleanly, and there were no other unnecessary wounds on the body.
The servants continued to examine the body and went to investigate nearby areas. Several other officials from the palace helped assist in the investigation.
A subordinate who had followed Xun Fei for more than five years came up and said, "Sir, has martial law begun in the imperial city?"
Xun Fei's face was green and yellow, and he was looking at the corpse on the ground in a daze. Hearing the voice of his men, he looked up.
"Sir?" His subordinates looked at him in confusion and said, "What's wrong with you?"
"Nothing." Xun Fei said absently.
"Your Majesty...doesn't he have any orders?"
Yes, why not? It’s a huge order. I’ll scare you to death if I tell you. Your Majesty, he said he’s going to run away.
Xun Fei laughed.
"grown ups?"
"We," Xun Fei murmured, "are we dreaming?"
"What's wrong with you?" The subordinate was a little scared.
These low-level patrols who died had no friendship with Xun Fei at all, so he wouldn't be like this.
The cold wind blew past his ears, and Xun Fei felt that his feet were a little weak. He walked over and sat down on the stone steps nearby.
"I'm really fucking scared," Xun Fei said, "This is like a fucking dream."
"Sir?" His subordinates looked at him, "What are you dreaming about?"
"It's a dream that the sky is about to turn upside down..." Xun Fei said, after a pause, he looked at the corpses surrounded by the crowd in the distance, and lowered his voice and said, "When no one is paying attention, you can take all the money from these people."
Search them out for me, and search their dormitories and beds to see how much money they have."
"Sir, are you short of money recently?" His subordinate also lowered his voice.
Xun Fei didn't answer, and his eyes turned cold as he looked at the corpses.
If the emperor really wants to abandon the palace now, he will have to do something big...
Otherwise, who knows what will happen in the future?
However, he just came back, and his butt was still hot. He soon received an order from above, asking them to immediately send manpower to surround the entire imperial city together with the Jinwu Guards, making it impossible to get in or out.
At the same time, Emperor Xuan Yan finally ordered the Xuan officials and ministers to enter the palace.
The ministers, who had not slept all night and were busy running around today, were so sleepy that they had to put on makeup and go to the palace to meet the saint.
Liang Nai also received the order. At this moment, he really didn't want to see the emperor. Unfortunately, Zhu Xian was not here, so he had to go alone.
As the servant came out of the gate of Jingzhao Mansion, the family members who were crying endlessly came after him.
The chamberlain looked at them with disgust and said, "Master Liang, you are not doing your job well. How can you leave these people outside like this and ignore them?"
Liang Nai suspected that his ears had misheard, as a small chamberlain actually spoke in such a tone to him, the dignitary of the Jingzhao Prefecture.
Liang Nai was so angry that he held it in and waited until he was in front of the emperor to settle the score with him.
But in the blink of an eye, he suddenly broke into a cold sweat.
No, these dog slaves all follow the wind and act according to the look of others, and will not target others without any reason... Is this slave acting like this now because of someone's expression?
Liang Nai looked at them and panicked.
His eyes rolled, and his head started to heat up. He suddenly covered his chest, imitating Zhu Xian's move this morning, and yelled. He didn't sleep all night, his chest hurt, and then he banged on the ground.
Everyone looked down at him, expressionless.
The leading chamberlain frowned, raised his hand and said, "Lift Mr. Liang and go back to the palace."
The group left, and in front of the gate of Jingzhao Mansion, the people knelt on the cold snow. They were dumbfounded as they watched the Yin of Jingzhao Mansion, who was wearing official robes, being carried away by a group of servants, without any dignity left.
The heavy snow blew and swept through the streets and alleys. On the eaves of the inn not far away, a huge piece of white snow fell from the sky and shattered in front of everyone's eyes. With a crash, a large piece of flawless white snow fell, and in an instant
It turned into powder and raised a white mist.
The common people forgot to cry. In the distance, the soldiers of the imperial dynasty shuttled through the broad streets. The chaotic movements came, making them suddenly feel that something more terrible would happen soon, even more terrible than the loss of their loved ones...
The city is still in chaos.
The Xuanwu Army's barbaric behavior was not interrupted by any dissuasion. Like the Tianrong Guards, they were directly ordered by the emperor. They did not stop without the emperor's order, leaving a wailing sound in Huiyang Long Street, and they went to the next place.
And outside Guangqumen and Yongdingmen, nearly a hundred miles away, the blood of thousands of corpses dyed the snow red, seeping and melting.
The refugees smashed the city gate angrily. Compared with the powerful and violent bows and crossbows, they were nothing more than an egg hitting a stone.
The common people were panic-stricken, looking at the darkening sky and listening to the wailing and mourning outside the city. All they could do was hide and sit at home and keep their peace.
In front of the palace, there is the longest street in the world, which can accommodate dozens of carriages. Courtiers from all directions were introduced to the palace.
The palace gates of the imperial city were tightly closed, and they were not opened until two hours had passed and it was completely dark.
Nearly a hundred cavalrymen rushed out from the palace gate and rushed towards the residences of the princes and ministers.
