Prince Changyang shook his shoulders and distanced himself from him. "Over the years of natural disasters, the palace has donated most of the money and gold each time. Year after year, the foundation accumulated by Prince Changyang is almost gone. How can I help?"

How much is the salary?

Their palace used to have several shops in the capital, but since private trade was prohibited, all the shops were sold.

In recent years, we have been living off our savings, and we have made donations despite natural disasters every year.

"It's at least a little bit meaningful." Prince Helian is also suffering, but now how many people in the entire court can remember the disaster and how many can raise money for the victims.

"Why."

Prince Changyang sighed and strode away.

Prince Helian stared at his back and seemed to sigh, with a deep look in his eyes. Beili really couldn't go on like this.

In just ten years, more than a dozen cities were lost, and the entire Beili was flooded with refugees. If the private trading system was not abolished, the people of Beili would be in dire straits.

After the morning court session, news spread all over the capital.

Everyone was shocked when the emperor was about to go out of the city in person to welcome Marquis Xiang Ming and his entourage.

When the fifth princess closed the city gates, the accusations against some people in the city against Marquis Xiang Ming were now like a few slaps in the face.

The person who had been mocked must have looked extremely unhappy at this moment.

Especially for some officials' families, it was as uncomfortable as eating shit.

Li Kun, the new official guarding the city, trembled all over when he heard the news. There were still so many people hanging on the city gate. Now that the emperor was coming in person, should the people on the city gate be let down or not?

"Sir, the people hanging are still alive." The soldier came up and reported.

Li Kun's face turned even uglier. If he let him go alive, he would offend the Eighth Prince. If he didn't let him go, how could the Emperor tolerate such a scene?

It’s difficult, really difficult.

Speaking of the man hanging on the city gate, it has been almost three days.

The injuries were horrific. The temperature reached 35 degrees Celsius at noon. Most people would have died in a day under the direct scorching sun, but these people were still alive after three days.

How much perseverance is needed to get to this point.

Everyone in the capital also watched for three days. No one expected that the dying person would still be alive after being hung for three days. They were a little impressed for a moment.

As a guard, I can empathize with him the most. The incident at the city gate also caused quite a stir in the guard circle. I couldn't close my eyes for three days, hoping to survive.

But the owner has never even taken a look at it.

The royal princess and her husband ordered the assassination, and now the emperor wants to personally welcome him at the city gate. Isn't this a joke?

Even if the princess and her husband were imprisoned, how could it be compared to their brother being hung?

The more they thought about it, the more frustrated many guards felt. Compared with life and money, life is of course more important.

Especially those who have relatives at home, seeing some family members crying their eyes out and unable to seek help, they are even more worried.

The Imperial Guards marched through the streets, and when the general in charge of the Imperial Guards learned that the emperor was going to the city gate in person, he began to clear the road to ensure the emperor's safety.

At noon, all the civil and military officials gathered at the palace gate, all with sullen faces and silent.

It took about a cup of tea for the emperor's carriage to slowly come out of the palace.

"Your Highness."

"Your Highness."

A deafening sound rang out, and all officials knelt on the ground in salute.

"My dear ministers, please stand."

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

All officials stood up.

Li Quande shouted, "Let's go!"

The Beili Emperor's carriage was in front, Sang Qi rode on horseback on the left, Prince Helian and Prince Changyang rode on horseback behind the carriage, generals rode on horses, and civil officials sat in carriages.

Hundreds of officials marched in a procession that stretched for several miles.