Since the vision of Ligong, the imperial capital seems to have calmed down again. Although Emperor Guangming was pro-government www.biquge.info he did not interfere too much in government affairs, everything was handed over to the new Minister of State Ye Chong, who also lived up to expectations, straightened out government affairs in a very short period of time, and showed strong political ability.

In terms of military affairs, the Bright Emperor did not intervene too much, and the biggest move was to appoint the so-called "Duke of the Ice Plain" and form the Ice Plain Legion directly under the empire. However, compared to the resolute Minister of State, the newly baked Duke is full of inertia, and has not seen any major moves from him so far. It is said that the Duke is still struggling with the emperor because of some trivial matters. On the contrary, the emperor was quite enthusiastic, not only the weapons and food had already been prepared, but also the five thousand soldiers of the Central Army had already been in place, waiting for the Duke to set off at any time.

Of course, the ministers of the court and the central government all understood the feelings of the Duke of the Ice Plain, after all, who was willing to rush to the Ice Plain to die? Although there is news that the orcs have withdrawn, who knows if this is a trick by the orc cubs!

These are all tidbits under the calm surface of the imperial capital, and only a few people know that this seemingly peaceful imperial capital city has long been turbulent.

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Deep underneath the Prison Yard lies a secluded cell where the most important prisoners of the dynasty are held. A dark, damp stone staircase curls down from the ground. At this moment, there was a slow and slightly messy footstep on the stone steps, and it was obvious that there was more than one person coming.

In the prison, an elderly prisoner with a disheveled hair and no recognizable face struggled to prop himself up, his body covered in filthy filth, and several rats gnawed on moldy food in a broken bowl. The prisoner's eyes were cloudy, but he was still staring at the mottled iron door. It seems like a long time has passed since the day I was thrown here. He cried, went on hunger strike, committed suicide, but it was all in vain. It was the first time he had heard unfamiliar footsteps, which made him a little daunted and a little expectant.

In this dungeon, the days are rigid and monotonous, and the eternal dimness not only regresses his eyesight a lot, but also his thinking ability. The old prisoner looked at the rats at his feet stupidly, and every day when the rats came, it was when the jailer came to deliver the food, and he was getting thinner and thinner, and these rats were all big and round.

The old prisoner was a little afraid to see the jailer's eyes, because when the other man looked at him, it was like looking at a dead man. The old prisoner also tried to say a few words to the other party, but the jailer never responded. It wasn't until the day before yesterday that he understood why.

While drinking water, the frail old prisoner accidentally broke the bowl of water sent by the jailer. As a result, the enraged jailer grabbed his gray hair like a vicious wolf, and lifted him directly into the air. Only then did he realize that there was nothing in the jailer's empty mouth, and that his tongue had long since been uprooted, and that he was simply a mute who could not speak. So, he finally remembered a rumor that there was a tomb of the living dead in the ground of the Imperial Palace, and the guards were deaf and mute people whose tongues had been plucked out and their eardrums had been punctured.

The reason why it is called the tomb of the living dead is because it is full of people who have died, in other words, he is already dead in the eyes of the world, and what remains here is just a living dead with no name and no surname. He was already desperate and numb, and only occasionally recalled the glory and wealth of the past, and the heart-eating pain could prove that he was still alive, but such memories were becoming less and less. Since he failed to commit suicide once, he has not even had the courage to commit suicide. This made him feel that he was no different from those old prostitutes in Qinglou, they all lived by their bodies, not by hope.

The footsteps were getting closer, creaking, and the heavy iron door was slowly pushed open. The old prisoner squinted his eyes as the torches illuminated the cell, and the sudden light made him uncomfortable and unable to see the faces of the people in front of him.

"Lord Rogin!?" a suave voice sounded.

The old prisoner was slightly dazed, Lord Rokin, he seemed to finally understand that the other party was calling his name, and shrank back like a frightened mouse under his feet. The appearance of the few people in front of him gradually became clear, especially the thin and cold face that turned to ashes, he could recognize that it was this person who tortured himself like this, but he didn't have the slightest hatred in his heart, only endless fear.

Rokin shuddered and curled up, trying to shrink his body into the shadows, but the entire cell was lit up by torches, and he had nowhere to hide.

"Jialiu, stand up! The prince has something to ask you. Dai Chen said coldly.

Rogin shook his head desperately, his gray hair clinging to his scarred face. Luo Jin wanted to resist the other party's order, but his body couldn't help himself at all, the code name "Jialiu" had taken over his body, and his body had to obey this order.

"Jialiu?" There was a hint of curiosity in his gentle voice, and he took off his cloak, it was none other than Prince Wen Ye Chong.

"Lord, Luo Jin has been executed, don't you remember? When the execution was executed, the imperial capital was empty, and the people of the imperial capital resounded throughout the city at the moment when Luo Jin's head hit the ground! This is the tomb of the living dead, no matter who this person was before his death, he can only be Jialiu here, because this is the sixth tomb of Jiazi, everything in his life has disappeared, he is a living dead. Dai Chen bowed slightly, and measured the word.

Ye Zhong frowned, of course he knew what Dai Chen was hinting at, it seemed that this guy like a poisonous snake was stimulated by Guo Zizhong at the court meeting more than ten days ago! The emperor's beating at this time could extinguish a trace of illusion that Dai Chen thought he had hidden well.

Ye Zhong didn't like Dai Chen, because such a person was extremely selfish, and he only had interests but no faith in his eyes. But Ye Zhong also had to admit that such a person is indeed very useful, but the degree of it must be grasped well, otherwise it is very easy to backfire on his master.

Regarding Dai Chen's current mood, Ye Zhong is clear. In the past ten days, Guo Zizhong has been pressing step by step, and he has secretly had several confrontations with Dai Chen, all of which ended in Dai Chen's complete defeat, and it is said that the people in the gendarmerie battalion now have to go out in groups, for fear of being hacked by the central army. Dai Chen, who was already in a panic, had hinted several times that Ye Zhong must raise troops immediately, and this passive situation was too easy to demoralize. But for Dai Chen's hints, Ye Chong bluntly refused, which made Dai Chen dissatisfied.

However, Ye Zhong knew that his intuition would never be wrong, and since he was stabbed by Yue Wuying, he realized that he was most likely a pawn on someone else's chessboard. If he can't figure this out, even if he can achieve a temporary victory, it will only be a wedding dress for others.

Maybe it's time to open the chessboard. Ye Zhong looked at Luo Jin, who was filthy and dejected in prison, and took out a piece of paper from his sleeve that was burned and mutilated, the paper was very small, but there were still a few words left that were only half left.

Ye Zhong looked at Luo Jin's cowering appearance, sighed, and suddenly put the piece of paper back into his sleeve, and said gently: "Dai Chen, you ordered someone to take good care of Lord Luo Jin, change into clean clothes, and send him to a secluded place, I have something to ask him!" )