It had been three days since the massacre on East Street.
In these three days, everyone who had said that the Emperor was an incompetent ruler was in a constant state of panic.
He was afraid that one day, people from the West Hall wearing red and black embroidered uniforms would come and take him.
For a moment, they were jittery and afraid of the people in the West Hall, even more so than tigers.
In the eyes of the people of the capital, the people of the West Hall were the same.
Rather than saying that they were the eyes of the inspectors, it was better to say that they were the ghosts of the King of Hell.
The tea houses, restaurants, and even brothels that used to be bustling with activity.
The flow of people was visibly reduced. Everyone was holed up at home, not daring to go out.
However, since that day, the people of the West Hall seemed to have disappeared into thin air.
Other than the occasional few officials who were secretly punished for treason, he had seen them before his death.
There was no trace of the people from the West Hall in the entire capital. It was as if everything that had happened earlier was just a dream.
There were only bloodstains on the brick road on the east and west streets.
It reminded everyone that this was not a dream.
Or rather, this was a real nightmare.
At noon, a person walked in from the east gate of the capital.
This person was dressed in official attire and had an extraordinary bearing. One look and one could tell that he was someone who had been in a high position all year round.
However, his eyes were unfocused and his expression was flustered.
They hurried to the palace.
Some sharp-eyed people recognized him. Wasn't this Eunuch Wei, who the Emperor relied on the most?
When did His Majesty send him out? And why did he come back in such a state?
Following Eunuch Wei's return, a piece of news spread throughout the capital.
"The Third Prince, who was in the North of the city and had been fighting against the barbarians for many years, has rebelled!”
The news of the Third Prince's rebellion was like a heavy bomb.
The lake surface that had been frozen over the capital for the past few days exploded, and the undercurrent surged again.
Behind the bloody suppression was not submission, but fear.
The end of fear was not compromise, but the next resistance.
"The Third Prince rebelled? That's impossible, right?"
Although His Majesty was fatuous and the Li Dynasty was declining day by day.
However, the thousand-year-old foundation was still there.
There were at most a hundred thousand people, how could they resist the Li Dynasty?
Not to mention that the Third Prince's reputation was outstanding only because he led troops to war and his ability to lead was relatively strong. He did not have any cultivation to speak of.
It's true that you're capable of leading troops and defeating the barbarians.
However, that was because each country had a tacit understanding and had spoken to each other beforehand.
Top powerhouses, grandmasters, and great grandmasters could not participate in wars between armies.
There was no other reason than the fact that top-notch experts had a huge impact on the battle.
However, if you were to attack the capital of Da Qian or the capital of Li Dynasty, do you think the martial grandmasters in their families would make a move?
According to the news, Ju Beicheng did not even have a single grandmaster.
There were many Grandmasters in Dali, not to mention the fact that there was a Grandmaster in the palace.
Are you rebelling? What right do you have to rebel?
The thoughts and attitudes of the people were surprisingly consistent. It was understandable that the Third Prince wanted to rebel.
However, they couldn't understand why he was rebelling, because it was impossible to win!
Not to mention the probability, there was not even a trace of hope of success!
Although Dali was declining, it was not something that could be overturned with a flip of the hand.
"The Third Prince rebelled?"
King Zhennan was puzzled at first.
This nephew of his was indeed quite capable.
He had led such a weak army in Jubei City and defeated the barbarians many times.
They stopped the barbarians outside the city and did not allow them to invade.
This ability to lead troops to war
He could be considered one of the best among the generals of Dali.
But rebellion?
Not to mention the remnants of his army in North City, even his own personal guards and elite troops of King Zhennan's residence.
They didn't even dare to do such a thing. Foolish! How stupid!
"Greedy and reckless, a clown."
"Even if the Great Gan wants to attack the Li Dynasty, they have to be fully prepared.”
"You don't have any shrewdness or patience at all. What great things can you achieve?”
It was said that the Third Prince was a genius of his generation and had stopped the barbarians outside the city.
But in King Zhennan's eyes, how difficult was this?
He had been guarding the south for many years, and no foreign enemies had ever come!
"This brat is not worth scheming with. He will only end up dead.”
King Zhennan's words had already announced the final outcome to his nephew in his heart.
On the other hand, King Chi, who had long since learned of the Third Prince's rebellion, appeared calm.
He held a wine glass in his mouth and tasted the wine while looking at the beauty.
His mood was like the fragrance of wine in the air, and a teasing smile hung on his face.
"Haha, I'm really looking forward to it! How would my Imperial Father feel when he heard this news?”
"Things in the capital are getting more and more interesting.”
"Third brother, oh third brother, you have to let this big brother enjoy the good show you've unveiled!”
It was different from King Zhennan and King Chi's gloating mood.
The Prime Minister was someone who truly cared about the Li Dynasty and the Emperor.
No matter how muddle-headed and incompetent His Majesty was, all he had to consider was…
He had always been remonstrating. As for changing people to rebel, he did not even dare to think about it!
"There has never been a precedent of rebellion in Dali for a thousand years!”
"My Majesty! Open your eyes for once and look at your own country!”
The Prime Minister felt terrible!
Father and son killing each other was a scene he never wanted to see.
Back then, King Zhennan and His Majesty had failed in the competition for the dragon. In the end, didn't he also behave himself as his own king?
This was not the result of anyone being soft-hearted. It was a rule that had always existed in the Li Dynasty.
The throne could be openly fought for, and the capable would occupy it.
But once he sat on the throne, everything was set in stone.
If I don't give it to you, you can't snatch it!
"Your Highness! Why are you doing this?"
The Third Prince, who was far away in Rubei City, was completely unaware of the turmoil in the capital.
Even if he knew, he would never change his mind.
Su Dao had already expected that everyone would not think highly of him.
However, it did not matter.
They would know how wrong they were.
The Li Dynasty's decay was caused by its internal roots.
In that case, he would eradicate it from the inside!
Just as Su Dao was dealing with government affairs, a notification sounded outside the door.
"Your Highness! Barbarians are invading!"
Su Dao's eyes turned cold, and the corners of his mouth carried disdain.
"Barbarian, you really know how to pick a time.”
"All troops, listen up and follow me to battle!"
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