After I traveled through the book, I was spoiled by five little villains

"Sir Jiang!" Yan Changqing waved enthusiastically at the Grand Marshal.

"My Lord, what can I do for you?"

The Grand Marshal was stunned for a moment, then walked over with a smile on his face, without any sign of "Why does this prince want to see me for no reason?"

As a veteran official, how could he show his thoughts on his face like a teenager?

Yan Changqing was even more enthusiastic.

He held one in each hand and pushed the two confused little ones towards Da Sima: "I have already explained everything to them. Sir Jiang, please take care of them."

As a result, even the Grand Marshal could not hide his puzzled look: What did he confess?

Looking at Zhao Yuchuan and Yan Shouzhuo, he found that the confusion on the two young players' faces was just as much as his.

Just when I was about to ask again, I turned around and found that Yan Changqing was nowhere to be seen.

He stared at the place where Yan Changqing had just stood, pointed his finger at the air and asked, "Where are your generals?"

Yan Changqing's men held back their laughter and stepped forward to report: "The general has important matters to attend to. We are sorry to trouble you, Lord Sima."

I can't wait to meet my wife, so how can it not be a big deal?

He didn't lie.

A long night wind blew through the empty streets, blowing up a few fallen leaves.

The capital city, which had experienced a catastrophe, seemed particularly deserted in the wind.

The sounds of fighting coming from the imperial city made the people of the capital city panic-stricken. Even when the sounds disappeared later, they did not dare to go out of their homes to check.

No one knows whether the dynasty will have changed when you wake up tomorrow morning.

The innocent people who unfortunately died in the turmoil and the fire scene that is still emitting smoke are huge wounds torn in the capital city.

No one dared to collect the corpses, the injured could only suppress their groans, and no one dared to return to their destroyed homes.

No one knows whether there will be a new round of war.

Riding on the horse's back, Qin Yaoguang's heart felt more and more depressed.

The joy of winning was gone.

She slowly tightened the reins, controlling the horse to stop.

A gust of wind blew by and the horse snorted.

"Owner?"

Qing Bai stopped three steps behind her and asked in confusion.

"We're not going home."

Qin Yaoguang changed his mind: "Go to Jingzhao Prefecture."

It was a joint decision between her and Yan Changqing to let Prince Ruyang enter the capital to catch him in the trap.

When making the decision, everyone knew that this was the wisest strategy with the least casualties, and it would force Prince Ruyang to come to Beijing at the lowest cost.

If the rebels enter the capital, they will inevitably cause destruction and casualties.

Especially the subordinates of Prince Ruyang, most of them are desperate criminals.

To do big things, you have to make choices.

But the ones who paid the price were the lowest class of people in the capital.

When the rebels entered the city, all the wealthy families had guards.

Indeed, if Prince Ruyang were allowed to lead his army forward step by step, it would inevitably lead to more casualties among the people.

It's like the trolley problem.

In order to save more lives, do we have to sacrifice a few?

Aren’t these few people innocent?

No one had consulted them, and they were sacrificed in vain.

Qin Yaoguang's mood became increasingly heavy.

No.

The palace still needs to clean up the mess, so the news didn't spread so quickly.

Judging from what she saw along the way after she left the palace, she was the first person to come out of the palace.

"Yes."

Qing Bai never doubted her decision.

There was chaos in Jingzhao Prefecture.

The shouts and cries coming from the direction of the imperial city made the prefect terrified.

Even the palace has fallen, what will happen next?

The silence that followed was even more disturbing.

Humanity’s greatest fear comes from the unknown.

Will the sudden change in the palace affect the future of the government? In other words, will Prince Ruyang succeed?

If he really succeeds, his career as the prefect of Jingzhao might be over.

For such a critical position, Prince Ruyang will definitely use his own people.

However, instead of worrying about whether he can keep his official hat in the future, he might as well make his final effort for the people of the capital.

Inside and outside Jingzhao Prefecture, including the courtroom used for trials, was packed with people, some sitting and some lying down.

They are all innocent people who suffered from the war.

"Go to the backyard and see if there are any extra mattresses or anything else to keep warm. Bring them out."

The prefect instructed his attendant, "Ask the kitchen to make some cold-dispelling medicinal soup and send it over."

There were many wounded and sick people among these ordinary people. It was a cold night in late autumn. If they just lay on the ground all night, they would get sick even if they were healthy.

The attendant hesitated: "Sir, the lady..."

Behind the government office is the prefect’s residence, which is a typical structure of government office in front and residence in the back.

It's not that the wife of the prefect was unwilling. She had already collected a large batch of mattresses. However, as the number of people being taken in by the government office increased, she couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

"Tell my wife that I owe her all this, and I will definitely compensate her later."

In the backyard, the wife of the prefect stood at the open door of the storehouse, directing the servants to move things out.

After hearing the message from her long-servant, she said angrily, "Compensation? It's still unclear whether he can keep his official position. Do I want that little bit of compensation from him?"

What else could the long-servant say? He could say nothing.

What the lady said is the truth.

But the master couldn't bear to see the people under his rule suffer, so he at least managed to get through the night.

"Ma'am, ma'am!"

A running boy came over, tumbling and crawling: "Her Royal Highness the Princess is here!"

"really?"

The wife of the prefect was delighted.

A constable brought back the news that Princess Leyang and Prince Anle were leading their troops back to the capital, and later they both entered the palace.

Since the eldest princess left the palace and arrived at Jingzhao Prefecture safely, doesn't it mean that everything is under control?

Overjoyed.

"Your humble servant greets Her Royal Highness the Princess."

The prefect was about to pay his respects with great ceremony, but Qin Yaoguang lifted him up with a horse whip and said, "In this emergency, we must make decisions based on our own needs. There is no need to go through all this formality."

She looked around at the people taken in by the prefect, nodded and said, "You did a good job."

"Your Highness, thank you for your praise," the prefecture chief said, "It is what I should do."

Qin Yaoguang came here for two purposes:

First, through the mouth of the Jingzhao prefect, the message of peace and tranquility was conveyed as soon as possible to calm people's hearts;

The second is to help the people.

Jingzhao Prefecture is the government office that knows the capital best. Many of the detectives and runners are professionals who have passed down their profession for two or three generations. The skills they possess are exactly what Qin Yaoguang needs.

When she came in, she saw that the prefect had already started to accommodate the people, which was better than she expected.

Many people kowtowed to her when they saw her.

The appearance of the eldest princess is a shot in the arm for everyone.

The prefect's wife hurriedly trotted from the backyard, not even taking the time to catch her breath, and greeted Qin Yaoguang: "Your Highness, it's great to see you!"

Qin Yaoguang smiled and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work."

"Your Highness, do you think these things are enough? If not, I will send someone back to my parents' home to get them."

I dare not go out because I am afraid of the rebels outside.

Now that I am safe, I must not miss the opportunity to perform well in front of the princess.