The eleventh year of Yongtai, June 19th, the sky is clear.

After a night of fighting, the huge capital city was as quiet as a ghost city.

Except for the soldiers of the Northern Army who were patrolling along the streets with neat steps, there was no civilian on the road.

All the shop doors are closed.

What should I do if I don’t have food at home and can’t go out to buy it?

Only cold salad!

If you starve for three or five days, you won't starve to death anyway.

Behind the closed door, countless pairs of eyes looked through the cracks in the door to understand the situation outside.

The people from the Yizhuang Village are transporting the bodies.

One corpse after another was piled up on the ox cart, piled up into a mountain of corpses, and slowly transported out of the city.

A yamen runner was carrying a bucket and rinsing the blood on the street.

After repeated washing, the traces of fighting disappeared without a trace.

It seemed like the fight last night was just a nightmare.

Only the traces of the palaces of various princes near the imperial city and the burning of fires demonstrated the tragic tragedy of last night.

The beams burned into charcoal rolled down with a clang.

The beams, tables and chairs that were not burned out were still emitting blue smoke.

A yamen runner brought clean water and poured it on...

Honey!

Smoke soared into the sky.

In midsummer, corpses cannot be parked in the open air to avoid causing plague.

The embroidered guards were all bitter, covered with a scarf on their faces, lifted up the ruins, found the bodies pressed down below, and piled them on the street, waiting for the charity house to be transported out of the city with a ox cart.

It's a really chore.

"All dead!"

While searching for the body, he murmured quietly.

The embroidered guards were also full of resentment. The turmoil last night had nothing to do with them.

As a result, they were all doing the aftermath.

The gang of tycoons in the Northern Army only care about killing people and burying them.

In such hot weather, how can the corpse be exposed to the sun?

Now, it was getting up and searching for the bodies.

Looking at the once rich and luxurious palace, burned to ashes overnight, it makes people sigh.

"So what if you are a royal noble? Maybe you will become a dead soul under the knife at any time."

"A dignified prince, he died once, hey..."

"It's noon, and the morning court has not ended yet. I don't know what's going on in the palace. Do you think your Majesty will ask Jinwu Guard to enter the palace to get people?"

"No! I just finished killing the royal family and the court officials. Are you not afraid of rebellion among the people in the world?"

Several embroidered guards were muttering and whispering, with extremely low voices.

As civil servants, they eat imperial grain, and the news is always more accurate than that of ordinary people in the city.

I guess most of the civilians couldn't figure out what happened last night, and they all looked confused.

"Hey, this person is still alive!"

I moved a beam away and exposed the person pressing down on me. My eyes were still moving, and I was still alive.

The embroidered yarn armor asked, "What should I do?"

They are responsible for digging dead people, and the affairs of living people are not subject to the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

Embroidered Wei Yi: "Just leave it to the Northern Army. Whether it is life or death depends on his fortune."

Several embroidered wardrobe nodded together.

The softer embroidered wardrobe said to the living person pressing under the beam of the room, "Don't blame us! We are also ordered to act, and there is nothing we can do."

The living man opened his mouth and made a hoarse voice, "Don't hand me over to the Northern Army, to the Southern Army."

Several embroidered wardrobe guards looked at each other and had a tacit understanding.

The Embroidered Guardian responded: "Okay, I'll hand you over to the Nanjun. Whether you live or die has nothing to do with us."

The living person was dragged out and his legs were broken, no wonder he couldn't come out.

There was a Southern Army nearby. Two embroidered guards carried him and handed him over to the Southern Army.

When the living person arrived at the hands of the Southern Army, he saw a captain and said, "I want to see Gongzi Yi, I have important matters to report."

"Who are you?"

"I am Gongzi Yi's man. I was ordered to do it, but my skills were not as good as others. I was injured and mistakenly regarded as a guard of the royal palace."

"Wait! The young master went to the palace early in the morning and has not come back yet!"

...

The morning court in the Golden Palace has lasted for three hours and there is no sign of ending.

The civil officials are making excitement.

From the beginning, the emperor criticized the emperor for killing the royal prince without any discussion.

Later, he began to advise the emperor to take the opportunity to take back the fiefs, taxes, and military power of the princes and kings in various places.

All princes and kings were banned in the capital, and they were allowed to leave the capital without any intention.

All expenses are borne by the Ministry of Revenue and the Shaofu.

The reclaiming of fiefdom and the imperial court sent officials to govern it means that the imperial court can add many radish pits.

One radish and one pit, and one more radish pit can lead to one more scholar.

This is a great thing for civil officials!

Since it is a good thing, of course, you have to strike while the iron is hot and convince the emperor to nod.

The generals remained silent.

Such a big incident, the emperor hid it from everyone, and only the Northern and Southern Army participated in the execution of the killing of the princes and kings.

So next time, will the butcher knife in the emperor's hand kill the generals in the world?

What happened last night was really horrifying.

A dignified princes and kings did not need to be collated without going through the three courts, but they only needed one thought of the emperor and all were executed.

The generals looked at the emperor who could not sit in front of him and sighed in their hearts that it was indeed a decisive decision.

This emperor is too dangerous.

The royal family's life is not guaranteed, and the lives of military generals are like pigs and sheep, and can be slaughtered at any time.

Many generals exchanged their eyes in silence.

Everyone has the same concerns and decisions.

If the emperor is not kind, don’t blame everyone for being unrighteous.

The civil officials were still making generous speeches, spitting everywhere, citing classics and stating the pros and cons...

Emperor Yongtai slowly closed his eyes, as if he was tired and was about to go to bed.

Sun Bangnian, Eunuch Sun, was always paying attention to the emperor's condition. Seeing that the emperor closed his eyes, he dared to ask in a low voice:

"Your Majesty, it's already noon. Do you want to end the morning court?"

The emperor said "hmm" and made a noise from his nose.

Sun Bangnian paused and said, "The bodies of several princes are still waiting for His Majesty to make an idea. What should we do about it?"

Should the princes be sent back to the fiefdom and buried in the imperial tomb?

Empress Tao cannot make the decision in this matter, so the emperor has to make the decision.

The emperor suddenly opened his eyes and glanced across the faces of every official.

The emperor knew exactly what the officials were making.

He suddenly stood up, and the civil minister who was making a generous speech seemed to have been strangled, looking confused.

All the ministers stared at the emperor who suddenly stood up.

The emperor coughed lightly, "About the reclaiming of the fiefs of the princes and kings, my dear ministers in the Political Affairs Hall have decided on several plans and will discuss it later. Retreat the court!"
To be continued...