Ah Hao was also worried. "Grand Preceptor, should we prescribe a new medicine for His Majesty?"

The implication is that, Grand Preceptor, the medicine you prescribed doesn't seem to be working. Should we try a different approach?

These past few days, I've been adding medicinal herbs to Murong Yue's food, but I'm worried she won't eat it properly, so I'm only adding a little bit to each dish.

The taste is not strong and is not easy to distinguish.

However, His Majesty's reaction still seemed a little slow, and he couldn't concentrate. He was using even more force in his hands.

If things continue like this, what if His Majesty gets angry one day and could slap someone to death?

It may sound satisfying, but it's not good for His Majesty's reputation.

Ah-hao was very worried.

Li Xuanji pondered for a moment, "Let's get His Majesty a new chair first. Li Daoyun from the Ministry of Works has already arranged for someone to repair the dragon throne."

"As for His Majesty's condition, let me think about it some more."

"yes."

The rest of the work was left to the servants, and Ahao went back to serve Murong Yue.

Nowadays, Murong Yue can't be without someone by her side except when she's sleeping.

In just one day, Xu Qing, along with men from the Ministry of Justice and a contingent of imperial guards borrowed from Qi Yuan, headed straight for Suizhou.

Yang Yong has not yet returned, and the luxurious lifestyle at the Yang residence continues as before.

Suizhou was still under Yang Yong's control.

When Xu Qing led his men to the city gate, they were stopped by the gatekeepers.

“Your document doesn’t seem fake, but we haven’t received any notification from the prefect and we didn’t know the court was sending anyone.”

"Please forgive me, I'll go and report it."

"Someone, serve these gentlemen well."

The gatekeeper mounted his horse and rode away, thus stopping Xu Qing outside the city.

Xu Qing was so angry she laughed.

He was a first-rank official of the imperial court, and was followed by the Imperial Guards.

Normally speaking, a prefect is comparable to a governor wherever he goes. No matter how powerful a prefect is, he can't be more powerful than a minister.

If Yang Yong's matter hadn't required serious attention, he wouldn't have come to handle it personally.

However, it was precisely because of this that I was able to fully witness the customs and traditions of Suizhou.

They even blocked the imperial court officials from entering?

How is this any different from rebellion?

"The imperial court's words no longer carry any weight..."

Xu Qing lowered his eyebrows, his eyes filled with anger.

With a wave of his hand, he led his team straight into the city gate.

He's spoiled, he has such bad habits!

Yang Yong himself was imprisoned, so what were the city gate guards supposed to ask the city lord for? Ask him what?

Moreover, if the Yang family really realizes what's going on, wouldn't that be a case of losing more than you gain?

The imposing Imperial Guards were far superior to ordinary city gate guards; clad in armor and armed with spears, they rode tall horses and charged straight into Suizhou City.

Before the defending troops could react, their attempt to break through the city gate was stopped by the Imperial Guards.

As for the other city gates, it doesn't matter.

Leave one city gate open so we can leave safely; as for the others, well, we'll deal with the Yang family first.

Chaos erupted in Suizhou City. People had no idea what was happening, until someone in the crowd shouted, "Murder!"

People immediately panicked and scattered in all directions.

Xu Qing's imperial guards raised their tokens high, announcing, "By order of the Emperor, we have come to Suizhou..."

Before the imperial guards on horseback could finish speaking, panicked people surged toward them.

This morning, a homeless man in the crowd failed to grab anything in the slop bucket battle at the Yang residence. He was disheartened and ready to go somewhere else to beg, but just now, a young man came out of the Yang residence.

Although he appeared calm, his tone was filled with boundless hatred. He said on the spot, "Anything you can take from this group of people outside the city can be exchanged for ten taels of silver with the Yang family."

"Anything, big or small, alive or dead, will do."

The difference between a homeless person and a refugee is just one word. If they're starving to death, what's the point of being particular about anything else?

Does it matter if they are the Imperial Guard or something else?

Besides, it's ten taels of silver! If nothing unexpected happens, they'll never earn that much money in their entire lives. Moreover, the Yang family member said that they outnumbered the others, so as long as they rushed forward and ran fast, those outsiders wouldn't be able to do anything to them.

Even a second's hesitation from a homeless person is a sign of disrespect for money.

They immediately followed the crowd and surged towards this side.

Just as the Yang family had said, these people, riding high on their horses, were completely unprepared for the sudden surge of people.

And he held the horse's reins tightly, afraid the horse would go berserk.

Then you can't blame anyone else.

The homeless man reached out and groped the other person's body. So what if the armor was hard? Could it be harder than a frozen lake in winter?

It can still be tougher than a dry bone that has been sucked on hundreds of times.

He quickly pulled a money bag from the other person.

The person beneath him, aside from looking surprised and offering only slight resistance, made no other movement whatsoever!

The robbed man clenched his fists tightly. These vagrants were ignorant of the law, shameless, and fearless.

But if they resisted, the consequences would be unimaginable. The imperial court's weapons must never be used against ordinary people, even though they are refugees...

Xu Qing snorted coldly. Did he really think he could manipulate a minister who had witnessed the cutthroat world of officialdom with such tricks?

"Take him down! Show no mercy!"

Upon receiving the order, the imperial guards sprang into action, some leading horses, others pinning people down, and in an instant, they had everyone who had rushed forward pinned to the ground.

"Robbery in the streets! I think the local customs in Suizhou really need to be rectified!"

The onlookers, who had been watching from afar, immediately scattered like birds and beasts.

Xu Qing glanced at it coldly.

He remembered the retired emperor saying that most people had no ability to distinguish right from wrong in such matters, and that as long as the authorities gave a reasonable explanation, they would understand whatever they did.

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