They quickly realized that they were in the capital city.

The emperor was overjoyed.

Then they headed towards the palace.

After walking for an hour, they finally arrived at the palace gate.

"What are you doing?! Don't you know where you are? Do you want to die?!"

The guards at the palace gates shouted sternly at the emperor.

"How dare you! I am the Emperor!"

"Let me in immediately!" the emperor shouted angrily.

"You filthy beggar! Get out of here! How dare you cause trouble here? Don't you even know where you are!"

"Get out of here!" The guards looked at the emperor with mocking expressions.

"You! You all! You deserve to die!" The emperor was furious.

"Get out of here! If you want to impersonate the emperor, don't you even bother to find out before you come!"

"You, a stinking beggar, are dreaming."

"Even the princes are older than you, yet you dare to impersonate the emperor?! Are you insane?!"

"Get out of here!"

Then the guards chased the emperor away.

They didn't forget to give the emperor another severe beating, making his already precarious situation even more difficult.

The emperor was quite taken aback after hearing what the guard said.

What happened?

Where did this prince come from?

He clearly doesn't have any children yet!

...

Then, the emperor seemed to realize something was different and quickly got up from the ground.

At this moment, the emperor was thinking about what the guards had just said.

Then, he walked towards the crowd.

"Wait, ma'am, do you know who the current emperor is?" The emperor stopped the woman closest to him and asked urgently.

"Stay away from me, you stinking beggar! Don't get my new clothes dirty." The woman held her nose, moved a few steps away from the emperor, and said with a look of disgust.

After saying this, he walked around the emperor and left from the side.

"Young man, what year is it now?" The Emperor stopped another person and asked anxiously.

"Stop! You stink! Don't come any closer." The young man looked disgusted and disgusted.

Upon hearing this, the emperor's face turned extremely ugly.

However, since nothing is clear at the moment, I can only hold back and not get angry.

"Alright, alright, I won't go. Young man, what year of Xuande is it now?"

"What Xuande? It's clearly Xuanzheng! The twenty-first year of Xuanzheng!" the young man exclaimed in surprise.

Then, after glancing at the Emperor, he concluded that the Emperor was not mentally sound.

I'm dumbfounded.

Then he walked away.