"Master Xu, this is ......"

Ming Ming came out of the secret passage of Menghualou, looking at the desolate Chang'an East Lane, his face was full of shock. The Dream Flower Building, which bound her years in the past, has now turned into a ruin, buried forever under this unknown rubble.

"The wrath of the court. Xu Changfeng said in a low voice, "Chang'an East Lane, it's going to be over." ”

"What did you say, Young Master Xu?" Mingming suddenly trembled, and hurriedly looked at him with pleading eyes. She hates this Chang'an, but she can't bear it.

Xu Changfeng pulled up Ming Ming's wrist and said solemnly: "Let's go quickly, we will be in danger if we stay here!"

"No!" Ming Ming shook his head and said, "Sister Ruyue, she hasn't come out yet, I'm going back to find her." ”

The young man looked at Ming Ming's teary-eyed appearance, and his heart was very uneasy. Fang Cai's explosion, if he hadn't been hiding in the dark passage in time, he was afraid that he would be buried under the rubble now, and there would have been two more people. Just two lives, what is the value of a prince above a country?

Xu Changfeng looked back at Ming Ming, and was about to say something, but he saw Ming Ming's eyes glaring at the boss, and the back of his head was suddenly hit by something, and he was suddenly unconscious......

In front of a humble and inconspicuous alley hut in Chang'an City, it was full of people, nearly twenty or thirty people. If you look closely, these people have extraordinary backgrounds, all of them are ministers in court clothes, and their style makes the people who pass by avoid them. These ministers gathered here, either because there was something important to discuss, or because they wanted to place a certain big person, and if they accidentally heard and saw something, it would be a misdemeanor to kill their heads.

Before long, the dilapidated wooden door was pushed open, and a delicate face was illuminated by the setting sun.

"His Royal Highness!"

When the ministers saw this handsome young man, they all made a mockery.

"Ministers, what are you?"

The prince is naturally Li Ziyan, who has no authority and no status, but recently he had the opportunity to break through to the third order of cultivation, and saved the face of the imperial court in the imperial examination, and now his life is much better than before, but if you want to compare it with the second prince in the palace, it is still far behind.

"Calamity!" The Minister of Rites took the lead in speaking, "The population of thousands of people in Chang'an East Lane has been reduced to ashes in just half a day, and the prince is the king of a country, but he does not cherish his own people so much, like this, my prosperous dynasty has a short lifespan!"

Hearing that the Minister of Rites said this in a heavy tone, the other ministers were also like this. Those who are officials should think about the people, and thousands of people accept their fate, which will make the wife of the previous family separate, and such things still happen in Chang'an. Even if the imperial court blocked the news as soon as possible and blamed Mo Xingxiao for this matter, there would always be discerning people who could see the truth at this time.

If the people's hearts are not united, how can the country be safe?

The Minister of the Ministry of Household lowered his voice and said: "We have made great contributions to the emperor, and we have been following the prince in recent years, but now the prince has made such a decision, which is really chilling for us." Your Royal Highness, you are a wise monarch and talented and learned, but you are forced to be reused because of your status, which is a pity. ”

When Li Ziyan heard this, his heart was also like a knife, how could this not be a piece of his heart? This is also the case, so he had no choice but to go to Xu Changfeng to ask for countermeasures.

Regaining his status and holding power in his hands is a major thing he thinks about day and night, but there has never been a good opportunity, so he chooses to endure and wait for the opportunity.

But now that the prince has done such a thing, not only him, but even the ministers can't stand it, can he still endure it?

Li Ziyan sighed and said helplessly: "Ministers, I ......"

The Minister of Rites hurriedly said: "Your Royal Highness the prince doesn't have to worry, now that you have our support, you will definitely be able to win three positions in the future." Besides, the eldest prince is obsessed with kendo and doesn't care about state affairs, the second prince is too scheming, and he is extremely close to the prince Li Nie, so he really can't be called a Ming monarch. From now on, we will be loyal to His Royal Highness the Prince, and lay the foundation for His Royal Highness in the court, just for my prosperous dynasty, and will not be destroyed in our hands......"

The crowd dispersed, and Zi Yan stood alone in the empty alley, watching the sun in the distance gradually sink westward, he didn't know what kind of course the prosperous dynasty would progress in tomorrow, and what those dead people would think.

On this night, the gossip of the rivers and lakes is still circulating in the ears of many people, a total of 1,326 people died in Chang'an East Lane today, 572 people, which is nothing for Chang'an City, which is full of people, but this incident has sounded a wake-up call for many residents who stayed in Chang'an.

This ancient city, known as Chang'an in troubled times, has also begun to become unpeaceful.

If you even stretch out in Chang'an, your life will be in danger, looking at the whole world, where else is a safe place to live?

That night, there was a heavy rainstorm in Chang'an City, and the rain was so strong that even if you went out with an oil umbrella, you would wet your clothes in an instant. At this moment, I saw a man, dressed in a robe, walking lightly in the darkness, the rain crackling on the hat above his head, and the water fell down along the edge, looking so heavy.

Occasionally, a few lightning bolts came in the night, the cold winter had passed, and spring was coming, and the spring thunder blasted the sky over and over again, and I don't know if it was mourning for those who died innocently.

In an instant, the man in the cloth has walked to this ruin, even if the night is very dark, his eyes are still so shrewd and thorough, this place should have been brilliantly lit, Chang'an's place that never sleeps, but now there is only rubble, and the looming crying and miserable remains, perhaps it is the struggle of the dead soul and resentment.

The man took out a pot of wine from his robe, and the cloudy wine was poured on the rubble covered with rain, and in the chaotic rain curtain, there was not the slightest smell of wine, only the sound of the cool wind roaring.

The man stood on the rubble for a long time with an empty flask, his lips trembling slightly, as if he was whispering something to someone.

"I haven't been able to protect you in this life, if there is an afterlife, I am willing to be your brother, protect you for a lifetime, and never be bullied by others again. ”

Bang!

The thunder exploded the silence of this moment, and the man in the night looked as terrifying as a ghost, the lightning illuminated its figure brightly and dazzlingly, and the scabbard he carried behind him seemed to have a sword qi slowly fluctuating.

The place where the man's eyes were focused was the bright palace in the red wall, the Daming Palace!