The next morning, the imperial capital, which had slept all night, stepped into the dawn of dawn again.

The noise in the palace last night did not affect the people living at the bottom of the imperial capital, for them, the palace towering in the center of the imperial capital and they are two worlds of existence.

In addition, the palace is too far away from the common people's settlement, and the riots that shout and kill are only a little noise left in the people's houses, and it is estimated that people think that it is just a banquet.

So last night's coup d'état in the palace, these people didn't know about it at all.

When the sun rises, a new day begins, and life goes on, the bottom numbly moves mechanically, like a doll that will suddenly run out of clockwork and fall down one day.

Wayne Street.

This is the street built a hundred years ago to celebrate the victory of General Vane in the southwest of the Wind Rock Kingdom and the victory of the southwest region into the empire, and the emperor himself named the street.

In fact, Wayne Street was not built in the center of the imperial capital, but in a relatively remote corner, and when the current emperor and the general of Wayne died, the Wayne Street was reduced to a slum for a time.

However, with the settlement of Minister Earnest in the western part of the imperial capital, the street of Vene, which connects the downtown area with the minister's palace, flourished.

As the person in charge of the imperial capital, Minister Earnest's mansion was naturally full of guests and an endless stream.

Wealthy merchants, aristocrats, and opportunists of all kinds walked through the Rue de Vinn every day to visit the Chancellery.

When there is more traffic, the Vynn Street naturally prospers and does not return to its usual sunset posture.

A new day began, and the owner of the shop began to set up his stall early to put out the goods.

It's just that unlike in the past, there is no joy on the faces of these merchants, but it can be seen that most of the merchants are troubled between the faint frowns.

It all started a few days ago.

In the past, Wayne Street was just a slum for the poor, and naturally no one coveted it. But with the settlement of Chancellor Earnest's residence, the bustling Vynnestrasse brought a lot of wealth to the residents who lived here.

It would be nice if there was a bit of a powerful person among the owners of Wayne Street as a backer, but who were the people who lived in Wayne Street? In aristocratic circles, it was a group of untouchables who had nothing.

The prosperous location and the great wealth have attracted greedy eyes.

Half a month ago, Earl Harrison, who is said to be related to Chancellor Ornest, suddenly declared the sovereignty of the neighborhood.

Naturally, the residents who lived here would not be happy, so Harrison relied on his identity to mobilize the imperial capital garrison and his own household servants to carry out a bloody suppression.

The merchants stationed here did not do anything at first in line with the principle of making money through peace, but only watched from the sidelines as if they had resigned themselves to their fate, and secretly instigated the common people living in Vane Street to revolt, and as a result, they escaped.

But it wasn't anything pleasant, and the blood on the street corner that hadn't dried yet told them that their opponent this time was not a reasonable thing.

Some of the civilians who occupied Vane Street died and fled, and a large number of houses and lots fell into the hands of Earl Harrison, and the next one was them.

No one likes someone to encroach on their own things, and all the merchants have a heavy heart, and everyone feels powerless in the face of the relatives of Minister Onest.

In the shadow of the corner, a beggar in tattered clothes looked resentfully at the end of the rue Veen, where the minister's residence stood.

The merchants seemed to feel the fierce gaze, turned their heads to see the black-black beggar, and looked away as if they could see nothing.

Needless to say, that guy must have been a victim of Harrison's repression, and perhaps in that bloody conflict, what happened to his father or mother, friend or lover, and finally the family was destroyed.

The man was quite pitiful, but there was no need to pay more attention to him, and it would be more practical to spend a little more time dealing with the greedy earl.

Suddenly, there was a rumbling sound in the somewhat dreary street, the sound of a large number of horses running on the road, and a gray torrent followed quickly.

The people on Vane Street dispersed quickly, giving way to a wide street on the granite pavement.

The fear of the army is deeply rooted in the minds of every civilian.

Thundered!

A long army unceremoniously sprinted across the passage, and the fierce color of blood rushed towards them like a tsunami, and some of the weak-willed people involuntarily took a step or two back, their eyes full of panic.

It took a quarter of an hour for the army to completely pass away.

"What's going on?"

It's not going to be a war!

"What kind of army?"

"Isn't that the direction of the Minister's Office? Is it ......?"

When the army had left for a long time, the quiet street of Vene erupted into a bustle of discussion about the scene just now.

At that moment, two teams of soldiers posted a notice sheet on the message board:

Last night, Earnest held the emperor hostage inside the palace with the intention of rebelling......

When someone read the first sentence aloud, it was as if everyone's heads were on fire.

Whether it's a beggar, a merchant or an ordinary person, everyone knows it.

The imperial capital, no, or the entire empire, is about to change!

Excitement, worry, fear, confusion, all the feelings permeated the heart, as if breaking the five miscellaneous bottles in the bottom of the heart.

......

Three hours ago, the main hall of the Royal Palace.

A group of elite soldiers slammed open the door of the main hall with a bang, and poured into the main hall like a torrent of iron armor.

"Your Excellency, please."

The torrent of ironclad spread out in both directions after entering the gate, leaving a passage in the middle.

Jiang Chuanyue walked in from this passage.

There was a conspicuous pool of blood on the floor of the main hall, and according to the guard, he must have pierced Ornest's heart here, but it is unknown why Onest's heart was pierced but he was not dead.

Jiang Chuanyue began to order the soldiers to search around.

When the plan began, the whole palace was fenced off, and not a single bug could fly out.

But now neither the minister nor the emperor is gone.

There is no one in life, and no corpse in death. Definitely escaped.

It should be that secret passage, Jiang Chuanyue thought, he vaguely remembered that there was a secret passage in the palace in the original book.

Sure enough, not long after, some soldiers found the extremely secret passage.

Jiang Chuanyue looked at the dark and bottomless cave entrance, and lowered her head in contemplation.

For a moment, as if he had thought of something, he ordered:

"Go back, besiege the Minister's Mansion."

Earnest would not give up his power and wealth easily.

And the only force that can compete with Jiang Chuanyue, who has mastered the entire Imperial Capital Guard, is the minister's mansion, which he has been operating for many years and making the night raid organization that has been established for more than a year powerless!