The end of the world begins with the king

Chapter 119
Yuanyang North City, in Anguang Square, the back house of the governor's yamen.

In the living room, Tian Jingtong sat on the main seat, and on the left and right were officials from Yuanyang City.

I just heard Cheng Wenguang, the chief minister, say: "Today's incident, there is no response from Prince Yong's Mansion. It's really strange!"

Tian Jingtong nodded, he was already prepared to deal with the wrath of the palace's thunder, who knows that things did not develop as expected.

"My lord, maybe... His Royal Highness King Yong also has the same thoughts as us!" the next official said.

There was silence in the hall for a while. In the absence of any objection, it was tantamount to acquiescing to this statement.

After a while, I heard Cheng Wenguang say: "If that's the case, this prince who keeps on thinking about the common people is just a villain for fame!"

"Hahaha……"

The atmosphere in the hall is full of laughter.

For Zhao Yanxun, these people here have no good impressions, so they make fun of him.

"Okay, everyone... I have something to remind you!"

Seeing Tian Jingtong's serious expression, everyone stopped smiling and looked at him in unison.

"All of you here are not locals. Now that Yuanyang is in such a catastrophe, we foreigners... must unite as one to survive this catastrophe!"

"I think you all can understand these principles!" Tian Jingtong said in a deep voice.

At this time, officials from other places like them must report to the regiment to maintain their status, otherwise they will become vassals of the local dignitaries in Yuanyang.

Could it be that these people push him every time as a shield to fight against Prince Yong's Mansion and Dusi Yamen?Anyway, Tian Jingtong was reluctant.

The struggle is inevitable, but Tian Jingtong feels that he should act for himself, instead of being a puppet for Yuanyang's powerful and powerful.

Cheng Wenguang didn't speak, but looked at everyone present. He and Tian Jingtong had the same opinion.

"Don't worry, my lord, I understand these principles..."

Next, the attitudes expressed by the officials all agreed with Tian Jingtong's statement.

But it's not enough to say it nicely, it depends on how it is actually done, so Tian Jingtong didn't say any more.

"By the way, how is Zhifu Hou's health?" Tian Jingtong asked suddenly.

Hou Yunhe, the magistrate of Yuanyang, has been ill for nearly a month, and escaped a series of recent troubles.

"The day before yesterday, I went to the Hou's mansion to see it. The magistrate Hou described it as thin, but his spirit is very good. I'm afraid it's..."

"Afraid of what?"

"I'm afraid that it will return to the light, and it will not be long before the world!"

Hearing these words, everyone's hearts sank. A familiar person is about to die, which is enough to bring a great shadow to people when the current catastrophe is imminent.

After a few breaths of silence, Tian Jingtong said: "When you are free in a few days, let's go to the Hou's mansion to see him!"

In fact, if you want to visit, you can do it now. The so-called free time is just talking.

In essence, it was because Hou Yunhe was about to die and had no use value, so naturally no one was willing to bother with him.

After all, the manpower and material resources of Yuanyang magistrate's yamen are all under the direct control of Tian Jingtong, and it is embarrassing to meet Hou Yunhe.

The officials here conspired, and in Longqian Square on the east side, Zhao Yanxun finished his inspection and was about to go to Yongfu Palace.

At this moment the sun has set, and the sky looks a lot darker, but it's not yet time to light the lights.

Yongfu Palace is the residence of Princess Xue Baojun. Zhao Yanxun spends half of his time in Jinshen Palace, and the rest of the time is evenly distributed among the three princesses.

"Great expensive..."

"Chen is here!"

"In the middle of the night tonight, you patrolled around the palace a few times and found someone who left without authorization... Bring the little flag officer who led the team to see me!" Zhao Yanxun said in a deep voice.

"As ordered!"

The two were talking, and soon drove to the outside of Yongfu Palace, Lin Dagui stopped here, only Huo An and other servants and maids could follow Zhao Yanxun in.

Yongfu Palace has very strict regulations, when Zhao Yanxun stepped on the steps of the palace gate, Xue Baoyun had already arrived at the courtyard gate.

"Welcome to the prince!"

"My concubine, please get up..."

The husband and wife perfectly showed the surrounding slaves what it means to respect each other as guests.

"My lord, please!" Xue Baoyun stepped aside with a smile on his face.

Zhao Yanxun walked forward, Xue Baoyun immediately followed, after the two of them entered the palace, the servants and servants in the courtyard got up and got busy with their own affairs.

In the side hall of Yongfu Palace, the lights have been lit at this moment, reflecting exquisite lanterns one by one.

Zhao Yanxun sat on everyone, and Xue Baoyun sat beside him.

After some chatting, Xue Baoyun seemed to have no intention of asking when he was supporting the maidservants to serve food: "My lord, I heard that something important happened in the city today?"

"The government tricked the people out of the city, which is to send them to their deaths!" Zhao Yanxun said bluntly.

"In the afternoon... the officials of the palace are also making a fuss about this?" Xue Baoyun asked again.

After looking at his wife for a few seconds, Zhao Yanxun smiled and said, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

There was a coldness in the smile, which surprised Xue Baoyun, secretly thinking that he didn't pay attention to proportion.

So he immediately remedied: "The concubine is just asking casually, thinking that if the prince is upset, there is a time to talk!"

Zhao Yanxun nodded, but did not continue talking.

Soon, the dishes were set up on the table, and Xue Baojun brought the dishes for Zhao Yanxun himself.

"My dear concubine, the more difficult the situation is going forward, the extravagance and waste must be put an end to in the palace, you must set an example!"

Xue Baojun nodded, and replied: "The concubine is worried about the prince's painstaking efforts, so he prepared these dishes... It's just like this tonight, the prince must not blame him!"

"It's okay to be so lonely..."

While eating, the two started chatting, and the time passed slowly like this.

When the husband and wife were chatting happily, Huo An came in and reported that Lin Quan had something to see him outside.

"Let him in!" Zhao Yanxun still smiled at Yanyan.

Soon Lin Quan entered the side hall, and after saluting Zhao Yanxun and the two, he walked over to his side.

Bowing his head to Zhao Yanxun's ear, Lin Quan lowered his voice and reported back: "My lord, more and more people who have left the city are gathering in each gate, and the four gates add up to nearly ten thousand!"

This is almost inevitable, so Zhao Yanxun is not surprised at all.

"Order Xu Hong to seal the palace tightly, and no one can enter without my king's order!" Zhao Yanxun said indifferently.

If someone in the palace finds out, what entanglements will arise.

"As ordered!"

On the side, when she heard her husband say that the palace was sealed off, Xue Baoyun knew that something big was going to happen again.

"Go, continue to inquire about the news, and pay attention to safety!" Zhao Yanxun said in a deep voice.

"Slaves take orders!"

After Lin Quan withdrew, Xue Baoyun held back and didn't ask. She had just been beaten, so naturally she would not knowingly commit the crime at this moment.

Inside the palace, the lights are on, the wine and food are delicious, and there is a bustling scene.

But at this moment outside Yuanyang City, a large number of people gathered outside the city, begging the defenders across the wide moat.

"My lord, please save us, there are monsters outside...they want to eat people!"

"My lord, the little one kowtows to you, the villain kowtows to you..."

"Master of the city, my uncle Yanpingwei's Qianhu, can you open the door for convenience?"

At this time, as long as they are normal people, they are thinking of various ways to allow themselves to enter the city alive.

Some people want to impress the defenders with words, while others act directly on their own.

For example, Huang Tianyan and Zhang Ziming and his party put a large distance between them and the crowd, quietly trying to swim across the moat.

(End of this chapter)