The Zhouqiao Bridge was jammed with people and carriages. Those who arrived late had no chance to see Chen Zhigang's miserable condition. The Yamen had already taken him away, and they could only imagine the large pool of blood on the ground.
Just when everyone was thinking about it, a loud sound of horse hooves sounded.
In an instant, the dust flew into the sky, and the crowd moved out of the way to open a road to the sky, which was enough for the Imperial Army and the Xiang Army to pass.
The men and horses were all wearing dazzling armor and long knives, shining with an emotionless cold light. The leader was as cold as an iceberg. He rode his horse carelessly in the busy city, holding the reins in one hand and the whip in the other.
The curly horse under the seat took out a charging posture.
The people behind him were all tall and expressionless, urging their horses to come.
As soon as they reached the bridge, the leader suddenly reined in his horse, and the horse neighed and stopped.
Even though the onlookers already knew that the Imperial Guards were about to arrive, they were still frightened by the momentum of the newcomers, and they stepped back one after another, cautiously watching the excitement.
The people carrying long knives acted as if no one else was watching, and they all stared at the entrance of the ditch.
When the leader gave the order, they went inside to clean up the cave.
Xie Zhou whispered: "Why don't you use smoke first?"
This was not the first time we had to clean up the ditch. The thieves and kidnappers inside would commit a sensational case every now and then. Every time, the government officials used smoke outside to make the refugees and children inside run out.
Just by doing this, the thieves will know about it and start escaping in all directions in the ditch.
The cave is extremely deep and wide, with numerous exits, making it extremely difficult to block them.
It's just that if you don't smoke it first, the refugees and children inside will be held hostage by thieves, and their blood will flow like a river.
Du Lan said: "There should be better things to do with the imperial army than with the government officials..."
Before he could say the word Dharma, his words were interrupted by screams coming from the cave.
Everyone around them stared at the man lying at the entrance of the cave with their eyes widened.
This man had a dove-shaped face, ragged clothes, and his eyes were extremely wide. The eyeballs turned into two small black dots inside. They turned twice in the eye sockets, and the light gradually dispersed.
At this glance, you can tell that this is a refugee, not an evil thief.
"Kill...killed by mistake..." someone muttered softly.
The screams kept coming one after another, making the person's scalp numb and subconsciously wanting to stay away from this place.
Other sounds came from under other bridges.
It's not killing by mistake, it's cleaning up indiscriminately.
The order the Imperial Guards received was to clean the ditches. If they wanted to clean them thoroughly, they would kill them indiscriminately.
Although people in Kyoto have long heard of the Imperial Guards' illustrious reputation and often come face to face with them at night, this time they couldn't help but tremble.
The smell of blood became stronger and stronger, and a child covered in mud and blood ran out from inside. His eyes couldn't adapt to the sunlight for a while, and he closed them hard, but his steps didn't stop, and he just kept running forward to escape.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw Yin Xiao.
For some reason, King Jin clearly stood beside Song Huiyue, blocking Yin Xiao, but he still saw Yin Xiao at a glance.
Yin Xiao also has the same aura as them.
Without saying a word, he ran towards Yin Xiao. As long as he could reach Yin Xiao, he believed that he could be rescued.
King Jin's pupils shrank, and he stretched out his hand to block Song Huiyue behind him.
Du Lan jumped forward and wanted to grab the child away. In an instant, a knife flew out of the hole and plunged straight into the child's back.
The child couldn't bear the force and jumped forward suddenly. The crowd also retreated suddenly, and a pool of blood flowed on the ground.
Xie Zhou was so shocked by the sword attack that he could not speak. After realizing it, he went to see King Jin.
King Jin had already retreated three or four steps, surrounded by guards, who were also frightened.
Song Huiyue stood aside, her heart beating wildly in her chest.
too fast.
The strength and speed of the Forbidden Army are both extraordinary. If only one of them could handle it, everyone could do it.
Fortunately, although the Privy Council can mobilize the imperial army, it does not have the authority to command it. To mobilize it, an imperial edict must be requested.
Screams of surprise kept coming, and the crowd watching the excitement dispersed one after another, unable to bear such a bloody and cruel cleanup.
The child's body was quickly dragged away.
The King of Jin took Song Huiyue away from the place of trouble and said in a low voice: "If the Zhang family bribed the Imperial Army, I would be the one who died just now."
Song Huiyue said seriously and solemnly: "You can't die."
"Why?"
"I don't want you to die."
"Everyone is going to die..."
Song Huiyue hurriedly interrupted King Jin: "If you die, I will be the only one left!"
What she said was very confusing, but King Jin understood it as soon as he heard it.
These words revealed very strong feelings. It was not a single love, but they were two people who depended on each other for life. They could be scattered around the world, but they couldn't bear the death of each other.
King Jin's love was so strong that it was on the verge of losing control.
"I really like you..." he thought.
No matter whether Song Huiyue's body is beautiful or not, or whether her soul is sinister or sinister, in his eyes, Song Huiyue will always be the moon with divinity.
He felt heavy in his heart and turned to look at Song Huiyue, feeling very sad.
Because Song Huiyue's heart has always been a stone and has not yet softened into a flower.
This love blinded his eyes, preventing him from seeing Song Huiyue's big, dark eyes that occasionally flashed with sharp light.
After they retreated, another carriage started to move unsteadily. Yue Huaiyu kept holding the curtain with his hand, staring at Song Huiyue and King Jin.
Di Gu asked curiously: "Will Prince Jin marry Lady Song?"
Yue Huaiyu replied: "No."
After that, she ignored Di Gu and concentrated on seeing King Jin.
The King of Jin is very good, a thousand times and ten thousand times better than Zhang Xutang, and not inferior to the King of Yan.
It won't be long before he will shine in the court.
She was also sure that the King of Jin would not marry Song Huiyue. Even if he wanted to, he would not be able to, because the closer he was to the person on the throne, the harder his heart would be and the colder his blood would be. Only in this way could she endure it.
The madness in Kyoto will change the king of Jin. Dispensable things like feelings can only become embellishments on the throne of the king.
She lowered the curtain and ordered the carriage to go to Royal Street to see and not go back.
Going home was terrible.
After the tabloid written by Xie Zhou came out, she saw it. Holding the tabloid, she was furious on her face and ecstatic in her heart.
She found her old father with an angry face, slapped the tabloid on the table, and said coldly: "Dad, look at who Zhang Xutang is. Go to Yuelu Academy to study for a few days, and you guys will
They all thought he was a prodigal son, but he turned out to be a pretense in Tanzhou, kidnapped a good child from another family, and beat him up like this! I will never marry such a person! "
This tabloid had spread to every corner of the Yue family. Zhang Xutang's incredible behavior was already known to everyone. Yue Huaiyu's anger was understandable.
This is indeed not a good choice for a husband.
Yue Zhongtai read this tabloid and felt that Zhang Xutang went too far, but he still rejected Yue Huaiyu's reasonable request.