Bianjing, also known as Bianzhou, Bianliang, Tokyo.

The ancient capital of the Eight Dynasties, with outstanding people, treasures, and countless romances and prosperity.

As a megacity with a population of one million, it is not only the political center of the dynasty, but also the economic center of the whole country.

The people in Bianjing City, just like the people of the imperial capital of all dynasties, are proud and love face, everyone has the connections to peek into the royal insider and official scandals, and they all have the ability to guide the country and govern the country with their mouths.

For the first time in Bianjing, outsiders would sit down in a small restaurant and listen to the diners describe the political game as if the two families next door were fighting.

It was another seemingly ordinary day.

It's still dawning, and breakfast restaurants are already open.

The people of Bianjing don't like to make breakfast, and the ordinary people all sneak to the breakfast stalls to eat, and the dignitaries and nobles have people who come out to buy them, and they can even order takeout.

New Caomen in the outer city.

Facing the new Cao Gate is Niuhang Street.

Although the name of the street is "Cattle Row", both sides of the street are full of Goolan Tile House, restaurant restaurant, and at a glance, it is full of all kinds of colorful buildings and signboards.

There is no curfew in Bianjing, so it is also known as the city that never sleeps.

At the beginning of the lanterns, Niuhang Street is the most lively and prosperous place, where there are staggered and singing and dancing.

In the early morning, the ladies and maidservants who had worked all night were making up for their beauty sleep, while the servants, the men, the cooks, and the helpers yawned and wandered out of the house, mingling with the early residents of the neighborhood and exchanging with each other the gossip news they had heard last night.

On this day, the new Caomen Niuhang Street is no different from usual.

At the breakfast stall near the city gate, familiar diners are eating fried white sausages, blood viscera soup, sheep blood, flour soup, baked cakes, and steamed cakes as before.

A diner facing the city gate suddenly opened his eyes and opened his mouth wide, the spoon in his hand stopped in mid-air, and the soup was dripping down, splashing his clothes.

The companion on the other side asked, "What's the matter, hell?" ”

As he spoke, he looked back, and then, like the former, opened his mouth wide.

I saw that under the new Cao Gate, a line of queues was slowly entering the city.

In front was an official on horseback, with servants on the left and right, and in the middle was an ox cart with a coffin pulled on it.

The ox cart was followed by two long rows of prisoners, men and women, old and young, with shackles around their necks.

Each prisoner was dressed in linen and filial piety, with a mourning stick stuck in the back of his neck, whimpering and weeping bitterly all the way.

The scene is really desolate.

All the men and guests of the breakfast stalls, vegetable stalls, butcher shops, and foot shops in the vicinity have poked their necks out, and the pedestrians on the street have also stopped to watch.

"Who's in trouble?"

"Yo, this is strange, how can there be a funeral sent to the city."

"Blind, this is a funeral."

"It's clearly escorting prisoners into Beijing."

"Why are people still sent to Beijing when they die?"

"Which one the hell is this?"

The people pointed and discussed, and they really dared to ask.

"Hey! Lu Wangfu's! ”

One sentence alarmed everyone.

"Yo, King Lu's Mansion? Isn't that a great sin of rebellion? ”

"No, I heard that I was going to go to Beijing to be tried, and this is finally here."

"And whose coffin does it belong to?"

"It's King Lu."

"Why did King Lu die?"

"It is said that he committed suicide in fear of sin."

"Ho!"

That's scary.

Looking at the prisoners behind the coffin, they are all the children of King Lu's family, all of them are thin skin and tender flesh, and crying tears.

I want to come to such a pampered person, and I am tired of walking all the way into Beijing.

The pillars of the family have fallen again, and the future of the family is uncertain.

Everyone's eyes are full of fear and confusion about the future, like a lost dog, panicked.

"It's a pitiful look."

The citizens who love to watch the bustle follow the sides of the line, moving slowly.

There were more and more onlookers, and the procession marched more and more slowly, and in the end, there was a posture that could not be passed, and the officials who escorted them were a little panicked.

At this time, a young prisoner who was following the coffin suddenly shouted: "Father! ”

Then he fell to his knees in the dust with a pop.

With this cry, piles of paper money suddenly rose up in the procession, and they fell on the long street one after another.

At the same time, all the prisoners' families behind him knelt down like fallen wheat.

Then the cry shook the sky.

"Woo woo woo ......"

It was a clear morning, but the onlookers only felt as if they were covered with dark clouds overhead.

The young man who took the lead in kneeling took out a roll of paper from his bosom and began to chant aloud in front of the people of the entire long street.

"Minister Jiang Shangwu, tears and begging. The ministers are mediocre, and they receive the emperor's grace, so that they can have a place to live and extend their children. should have cultivated his own virtues, respected his ancestors, served the court, and shepherded one side. However, his nature is contemptuous, and Lelu's heart is blinded, and he has vain and ethereal thoughts, so that his behavior is rebellious, and he loses all the law, and he bears the grace of God and shames the people. The impeachment suddenly arose, like a morning bell waking up from a dream, and the ministers suddenly woke up. Looking back, it was like a nightmare, sweating profusely, and there was no place for self-embarrassment. ”

"However, the big mistake has been made, and it is too late to regret it. The turmoil of the court and the worries of the king are all caused by the selfish desires of the ministers. Now that one of the ministers is dead, thank you for the wrath of the world. All the blame for all the crimes belongs to the ministers. ”

"May my king, not think of sinful ministers, cherish his own body, work hard to add food, brotherhood, and continue in the next life!"

When he had finished reading, the young man held up the apology in both hands, and then slammed his head on the hard stone pavement.

One, two, three.

After the three heads were knocked over, his forehead was a blur of flesh and blood.

Looking at the letter of apology again, every word is written in blood, which is shocking.

Accompanied by the flying value, there are also the widows and children of King Lu's Mansion who are kneeling and crying all over the street.

The people on the street were shocked by the heavy scene.

Everyone felt as if their hearts were pressed by a boulder, and the mood of grief began to spread among the people.

"This King Lu can be regarded as a ...... who dares to act."

Hearing the whispers of the people in his ears, the young man's forehead was pressed against the cold ground, and the scene of King Lu's explanation to him before his death quickly flashed in his mind.

"Back then, I was only a fraction of a centimeter away from the throne. Now, you're missing out on storage. ”

"The defeat is decided, this level, if there is no bloodshed and sacrifice, it will definitely not be passable."

"But that doesn't mean you're dead."

"The mourning soldiers will win, and I will die to save your brothers and sisters."

"If you stay in the green mountains, you will have a chance to make a comeback in the future."

"You and I, father and son, ten years of planning, even if we are disappointed for a while, there will be repercussions in the future."

"From now on, you must lie dormant and forbear, and you must not have any thoughts of revenge until you are completely sure."

"Remember our enemies, remember our goals."

"You must get this world!"

The long-distance running and emotional stimulation of the past few days had brought his body to the brink of collapse.

But the fire in my heart is burning more and more.

In the field of vision, which was blurred by the paper money, a man and a rider galloped quickly from the end of the long street.

Da - The crisp sound of horses' hooves, as if knocking on everyone's heart.

He slowly raised his head and stared at the man's outfit on the horse.

It is a costume in the forbidden palace.

Come on, official.