I, the Prince of Qin

　　Some people took the opportunity to break into houses and rob them, some people dragged other people’s daughters into the cellar, some people saw people in the street when they were upset, and some people even robbed people because they were too poor to get any oil and water. The house was burnt.

　　For a time, the sound of beating, crying, and cursing, mixed with the sound of rain, sounded in the most dilapidated and poorest corner of this thousand-year-old imperial capital.

　　Finally, a civilian couldn't take it anymore, picked up a kitchen knife, and stabbed a private soldier who broke into the door.

　　The civilian was directly hacked to death by the following chaos sword.

　　However, this flashing kitchen knife, splashing blood, was like some kind of signal, and it exploded in the slum.

　　"Kill these bastards!!"

　　A farmer rushed out with a rake.

　　Immediately afterwards, a butcher carried a pig-killing knife, twisted a private soldier who was lying on the body of the girl next door, and wiped it directly on her neck.

　　Some people organized spontaneously to help their neighbors and resist robbery by private soldiers and mercenaries.

　　Others rushed to report to the garrison.

　　The noble officials of the garrison were unable to hold back, and only part of the garrison could be dispatched.

　　However, at the entrance of the slum, the guards of varying numbers were stopped by a large group of noble private soldiers.

　　The aristocratic private soldiers of the fox fake tiger power did not take these guards seriously at all, and they obstructed them in every possible way, but they did not let people go in and clean up the order.

　　The garrison wanted to find a responsible person from the group of private soldiers dressed in different clothes, but found that they each had their own family, and there was no unified command at all.

　　It was in this chaotic situation that even the organizers had not anticipated, the tragedy that was later called "The Fall of July" officially broke out.

　　Later, the history books of the Empire wrote as follows:

　　"The Chinese are immoral, condoning egoists, invading houses, causing conflicts, and blood on the ten-mile long street!"

　　In the pouring rain, when Fra and General Bud, led the guards, rushed to the slums and entered the crooked and dilapidated streets of the slums, they saw such a hell on earth.

　　The rain washed the corpses piled up in the streets and alleys. Men were lying on top of women and children with farm implements. Women were lying on the side of the road with children in their arms.

　　The Guards quickly took control of the chaotic privates and mercenaries, but found their numbers to be smaller than expected.

　　Fraser was so anxious that he found Mo Zhe who was washing his clothes in a square full of private soldiers' bodies.

　　There are also some Anbu members around, helping the wounded people bandage.

　　Many Anbu members came and went. As early as when the chaos occurred, they accepted Mo Zhe's instructions to protect the lives and property of the people and guided them to evacuate here.The three of Tazmi were also helping.

　　Today, many civilians still gather in this square, looking at Fula in royal robes.

　　Frau took a breath and asked the private soldiers of the nobles who were captured by the guards: "Where is the noble in charge!?"

　　"No more." Over there, Mo Zhe squeezed the blood and rain off his clothes, and replied, "Not a single one."

Chapter 61 Chapter [-] Who is to be held accountable?

　　The next day.

　　early morning.

　　morning meeting.

　　The door of the hall opened, and the silent officials and ministers slowly walked to their respective positions.

　　Silence is the background of today.

　　The Empire stipulates that officials must wear official uniforms according to their rank, from the ministers who lead the administration to the adjutants and attendants.

　　Today, however, in addition to these prescribed attire, there are people who wear white flowers on their chests.

　　White, the color of funerals.

　　When the inner courtier reported the time, Frau appeared beside the throne on time, holding a scepter, facing the ministers, and sat down firmly.

　　"Long live your majesty, long live!"

　　The officials saluted, and the meeting began.

　　The current minister, Jolly, spoke first: "Your Majesty, yesterday, there was a large-scale armed fight in the slums of the imperial capital. The participants' behavior was out of control, causing ordinary people to be involved and causing heavy casualties."

　　"Your Majesty—" Duke Caimen, wearing a white flower on his chest, suddenly stood up and burst into tears. At the same time, many noble officials were crying.

　　"You must decide for us!" "Yeah, my poor concubine... was attacked by thieves and lay dead on the street!" "Yesterday, the esteemed Marquis of Saudi left us forever..." "My Nephew, also died tragically in the attack!" "Such a tragic incident, we must investigate it to the end!" "The murderer is unforgivable!"

　　Jolly's speech was interrupted, smiled, and stepped back.

　　Fra knocked on the scepter: "Silence. Caimen's interior officer, what happened yesterday?"

　　Once the center of the imperial party, now the Duke of Cayman, an internal political official of the empire, said sadly: "Yesterday, several noble compatriots with a sense of responsibility went to the slums to arrest the fugitives, but they did not want to be plotted against by others. The murderer was so cruel and sent them Kill them all... all! They are all the pillars of our empire, loyal people who have made great contributions to the country!"

　　He wiped his tears with his sleeves, and then complained bitterly: "Among them, there are our relatives, friends, and colleagues who used to fight for the prosperity of the empire; some of them were still at the dance the day before. Say hello, still worrying about the situation of the empire..."

　　Following Duke Caimen's touching speech, there was a faint cry from the hall.

　　Duke Cayman looked at Fra's face without a trace.

　　This time the nobles' ambush against Anbu was a complete loss, and it was really heavy casualties.

　　Many people in the court were really crying, because although they themselves did not directly participate, the family was more or less out of the family.

　　In this operation, the nobles can say that they have exhausted all their strength, from the preparation of the plan, to the secrecy of the process, to the allocation of personnel.Even after the incident, the speech in front of the emperor was completely unified up and down.

　　Who would have thought that it was a complete defeat, and the opponent's attack was so heavy that all the nobles at the scene died tragically!

　　This debt must be paid back together!

　　The Duke of Caimen cried and said, "Now, the empire has lost them, and it has lost its right-hand man! Their death not only makes us all grief-stricken, but also an irreparable loss to the country! Your Majesty, the ministers and other requests will The responsible person will investigate to the end! Such a major case must not be tolerated, all our compatriots are watching!"

　　Frau leaned one hand on the armrest: "Are you going to catch the fugitive?"

　　"Yes."

　　"When did the noble private soldiers also take care of the fugitives?"

　　"They are all people who are enthusiastic about the stability and prosperity of the empire.

　　"Have you caught it?"

　　"This... It's a pity that all the nobles were attacked by thieves, and all the nobles died! Your Majesty, it is urgent to track down the murderer now!"

　　Duke Caimen complained again.Many people in the courtroom began to curse and cry again, with great momentum.

　　Although the action of the House of Nobles failed, and the cause is not very tenable, it is true that so many nobles died.

　　Except for a few kings in the early days of the founding of the country, no emperor in history would turn a blind eye to this kind of thing.

　　Even if His Majesty wanted to deal with the nobles again recently, he had to consider the impact of this incident.

　　This is not because they were arrested for violating national laws and they got all the stolen goods, but they were directly hacked to death in the street!

　　Even if a noble dies, it will be a major event that will shock the imperial capital, not to mention so many!Participants, all!

　　This matter is not dealt with seriously, no noble will admit it, and all nobles will rebel!

　　Duke Cayman looked at the distant throne.

　　As if to nail the sight to it.

　　Frau put another hand on the armrest.

　　"They died, is it serious?"

　　Duke Caimen immediately said angrily: "It's a huge loss that the country has never had before! The impact of this is simply incalculable!"

　　"Really?" Frau pulled her hair on her temples.

　　"But why do I think they died well?"

　　The crying in the courtroom stopped abruptly.

　　"Your Majesty... what do you mean?" Duke Caimen suspected that something was wrong with his ears.

　　Fra rose to her feet.

　　"You, you have friends, brothers, and relatives. Now that they are dead, you come and cry." The small body paced in front of the jade seat.

　　"But have you ever thought that because of your stupid and arrogant actions, the civilians who were innocently involved also have their friends, brothers and family members. Who are they going to tell?"

　　"Your Majesty! In the slums, there are rioters and criminal gangs! The situation was chaotic at the time, and the cause can no longer be determined, but they must have obstructed official business first, and the nobles were just forced to fight back!"

　　Fra pacing: "Forced to fight back, you need to kill even pregnant women and children? Forced to fight back, you need to forcibly enter the house, force the girl, and set the house on fire?"

　　"This must be slandered by someone!"

　　"Unfortunately... At that time, someone in the military happened to pass by on vacation, and they all saw it." Fra sighed for the brazenness of these people.

　　Duke Caimen gritted his teeth, lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty! They may be at fault, but the death of a few pariahs in the slums and the mass slaughter of nobles are completely different!"

　　Fra stared at him closely: "You mean, those dead nobles are my subjects, but ordinary people are not?"

　　"How can the lives of those who hide in filth and filth be compared with their compatriots who are imperial nobles? People are divided into high and low, Your Majesty! No matter how many people die, the lives of pariahs will not affect the country. , how can it be compared with them!?"

　　"Hahahaha!" Fula suddenly laughed: "It's a good saying that people are divided into high and low!"

　　"This is your truth." She stepped forward: "This is your essence!"

　　She raised her head: "Very well, people are divided into high and low, right? People with low status are what they deserve when they die, right? You said just now, who is to be held accountable?"

　　Duke Caimen didn't understand the meaning of the little emperor, but he still replied word by word: "The murderer of many noble compatriots, please, Your Majesty, must be investigated to the end!"

　　Frau flicked her sleeves fiercely and turned back to the inner room.

　　Everyone in the hall looked at each other.

　　After a while, it was the same position, next to the throne.

　　A woman with gorgeous robes and a tight waistband walked out step by step, holding a scepter symbolizing the supreme imperial power.

　　The pace is slow and firm, the hair is flying, and the robe embroidered with golden silk coiled dragon drags the ground.

　　She raised her arrogant head, her beautiful face was full of confidence, and her face was still immature, but the majesty of her whole body made it impossible to doubt that she was the emperor and the master of this empire.

　　That figure leaps like a dragon, and is as charming as a phoenix, with bright eyes overlooking all living beings.

　　From the main hall, the shocked, unbelievable, and dazed faces swept across them one by one.

　　Then she walked to the throne, clapped her hands, and let Mo Zhe, who had been waiting in the inner room, come out.