Jiaohua

It was almost time, the sun that was about to rise was completely covered by dark clouds, and the wind blew the sky and the earth, as if it was going to rain at any time.

In the east and south of Jinping Palace, all the gates of the palace were fully opened in an instant, and the Imperial Army and Jinwu Guards were dispatched at the same time. Thousands of people rushed towards all the imperial streets.

All the official houses were broken into, and the Ministry of Industry, which was located on Yujie, was also broken into by the Jinwu guards.

Fan waited for Chun to fall asleep for two hours, when he was awakened suddenly, and saw several soldiers rushing in with guns, and knocked down everything in his house.

Two of them came to drag him, Fan Waitchun hurriedly got down wrapped in a thin blanket, and the group of soldiers lifted his bed.

Under the bed board was a good tonic gifted by his fellow countrymen. The Jinwu guards raised their spears and poked around the bottom of the bed to confirm that there was no trap to hide, and then left.

Fan Waitchun looked at the mess in the house and was dumbfounded.

Several of his subordinates ran in: "My lord!"

Fan waited for Chun to react, and ran to check the tonic under the bed.

Although the other party didn't snatch it away, but after poking it like this, everything that could be damaged would have been broken long ago.

They dismounted in front of Majesty Dan and reported.

Fu Shuiwei was massaging his thigh, as if feeling something, he turned to look at Hang Yusheng.

The ministers who were kneeling numb inside did not just kneel in such a pedantic way.

Hang Yusheng listened for a while, and as he listened, his eyes fell on Fu Shuiwei, the head of the Ministry of Officials not far away.

"Those father-in-laws have left too."

The other person hurriedly grabbed him and motioned him to make a slip of the tongue.

Whether they belong to the same party or those who disagree with their political views on weekdays, one by one, they seem to evaporate.

Many ministers gathered around.

Hang Yusheng was sitting on the ground right now, his legs stretched out straight in front of him.

Another flash of lightning galloped past outside the hall, and all the officials looked back, and then they were all covered their ears by the thunder.

Fan waited in surprise and said, "What happened? Something happened to our Ministry of Industry?"

After looking around, they turned their heads and said in a breathy voice: "The emperor is gone!"

Fan and other spring felt worried: "This is... what happened?"

The guard lowered his head, as if he didn't hear what he said just now.

The two are sitting here, listening to their conversation.

The door of the main hall was closed tightly, and he locked them inside.

Hang Yusheng was lazy and didn't want to go, and Fu Shuiwei didn't bother to go either.

Hang Yusheng thought for a while, and crawled over on the ground. Fu Shuiwei crawled over immediately.

Li Ju's face was full of joy and anger, and he quietly listened to the soldiers talking, and only after they finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved lightly: "Go down."

Hang Yusheng frowned: "I always feel uneasy in my heart."

Those courtiers who did not arrive, their situation was exactly the same as Yu Shiling's, and their family members didn't know about it, so they disappeared out of thin air.

The wind in the world was getting louder and louder, suddenly a white light flashed past, and the rumbling thunder suddenly fell, deafening.

"Is Mr. Hang back?"

Except for the six yamen, more soldiers went to the homes of the courtiers.

"Why stop me?" said the minister, "I can't hold back any longer. People have three urgencies!"

After sitting for a long time, people gradually started talking in the hall, whispering to each other very quietly.

Many people carefully changed their positions, either cross-legged or sitting, and some even boldly got up and stretched their legs.

"Master Zhuge, how is your condition now?" Hang Yusheng asked.

Hang Yusheng withdrew his gaze and couldn't help muttering: "It looks like this... It's better, it's better that the old man doesn't come."

All the ministers looked at each other, and Hang Yusheng and Fu Shuiwei over there were also dumbfounded and turned around.

The guard replied: "The emperor has ordered that the adults stay in the hall for the time being."

Compared to the others, his surroundings were almost empty, and none of the humerus ministers came.

In the hall behind him are the ministers who entered the court today.

"Hey," Hang Yusheng also sighed, and said again, "you are the only one here in your official department?"

"Isn't your lord's Ministry of Industry the same?"

The guard continued: "If the adults are thirsty and hungry, just order the little ones."

Fu Shui said slightly: "Don't be afraid, my lord. Although the emperor has a bad temper in recent years, he has never treated us courtiers too aggressively."

"Really gone!"

Hang Yusheng thought about it, and it was true.

Fu Shui sighed slightly: "It's too bad, hey."

The minister who said he couldn't hold back stepped out of the palace gate and left with several guards.

"My lord, you can't say that," Fu Shui said hastily, "If you talk too much, you will lose it."

One of his subordinates said sadly: "My lord, it's not just you, all of our rooms have suffered, and Mr. Hang's cabinets have been broken!"

The two talked, sat together and started chatting.

A minister suddenly summoned up his courage and raised his hand to open the palace door.

The guard said respectfully: "My lord, follow me."

"What's the meaning of this?" another minister said, "Is it not for us to go out?"

Fan Dengchun was trembling with anger: "I am also the director of the Ministry of Industry who has faced the saints, and they treated me like this!"

"No!" Another subordinate hurriedly said, "No one from the Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Accounting is good! They have all been overturned!"

Only then did someone realize that the emperor who had been standing at the entrance of the hall seemed to have disappeared.

If Li Juruo hadn't heard of it, he just stood there motionless.

The huge hall door closed with a heavy tone, and there seemed to be an echo in this empty hall.

"not yet!"

Li Ju stood in front of the gate of the Palace of Political Science and Literature, looking up at the billowing ink clouds in the sky.

"No, why are there more guards..."

The emperor killed eunuchs or guards indiscriminately, and he never killed the ministers of the court in vain.

Fu Shui looked at Hang Yusheng slightly: "?"

"Yeah, it seems that more than 20 people have been added."

A large number of soldiers were rushing, and there were no civilians in all the long streets. The doors and windows of the residents on the street were closed one after another. Not to mention staying at home, they dared not look to the windows.

It's always wrong to just kill people indiscriminately.

Then, the other guards closed the gate again.

"Master Hang, are you looking for an official?" Fu Shui said in a low voice.

Lock it up, so it won't just disappear suddenly.

A minister couldn't help but said, "Is this...house arrest?"

Hang Yusheng's mind came up with what Fan waited for in the morning, saying that he should have a quarrel with the officials.

These ministers are still his ministers.

The servant at the side whispered: "Your Majesty, it might rain, let's go back."

The dark clouds became thicker and thicker, and the strong wind between the sky and the earth seemed to blow people up. Li Ju's dragon robe was inflated, but he still refused to go back.

Because of the amnesty, the messenger soldiers can enter the palace on horseback and go to the front of the Palace of Political Science and Literature.

After a long time passed, several ministers who were closer to the gate of the palace fumbled carefully.

The imperial guards at the gate immediately blocked him.

There were not only soldiers going to the ministers' homes on the street, but also fast horses running towards the palace against the crowd of soldiers.

Hang Yusheng squinted at him: "Could it be that you think losing your freedom is a good thing?"

"My lord, we are all courtiers. The emperor ordered us to stay here, so why not stay here for a while."

Hang Yusheng looked at him without blinking, and the words of Fan Dengchun appeared again in his mind.

But this time, it was he who wanted to quarrel.

"Oh," Hang Yusheng sneered, "it really is a bureaucrat."