The biting winter wind swept across the land, and four days later, as the sun and moon alternated.
The capital city.
Qinxian Hall.
Jin Fengluan stood with his hands behind his back, his face ashen.
"Has the news of Huanglong's execution been sent to Beiliang by express courier?"
"Your Majesty, it has been sent." Jin Jiande lowered his head and replied in a deep voice from below the stage.
"So, how far has that plan you mentioned last time progressed?"
Jin Jiande pursed his lips slightly, "Results will be available within five days!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Jin Fengluan nodded slightly, her eyes filled with a cold glint.
Don't let me down.
Jin Jian appeared relaxed and smiled faintly, saying, "Rest assured, Your Majesty!"
"Leave it to me. There will be absolutely no mistakes. I will definitely send good news to His Majesty in five days."
Upon hearing this, Jin Fengluan's expression softened slightly, and she chuckled, saying, "Good! You're reliable! Not bad!"
The laughter reached Jin Jiande's ears, and a smile spread across his face, as refreshing as a spring breeze, making him almost want to groan softly...
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At the same moment, in Xijing.
"Gentlemen! Do not believe the lies of the Tu Yuan Kingdom! Those red-haired devils are glib and smooth-talking! If we really break away from Da Gan, we will inevitably become vassals of the Tu Yuan Kingdom. At that time, we will be left with no one to turn to for help!"
In the bustling downtown area, a burly man, eight feet tall, shouted.
The surrounding people gathered around him, and there was a lot of discussion about it.
"If we don't break away from the big battle, we'll be paying so much in grain taxes that we can't even afford to eat. Are we going to starve to death?!" a young man shouted angrily.
"What nonsense are you spouting! Does that mean we don't have to pay grain taxes after we become independent? It's still the same! Without Da Gan to rely on, what will we use to stop those red-haired devils from bullying us in the future!" a middle-aged man dressed in coarse cloth rebuked.
“Nonsense! Lord Ruan has already said that after establishing himself, he will reduce grain taxes and Tu Yuan Kingdom will not send troops to our area. Won’t we be much more at ease in the future?” another young man shouted.
No sooner had he finished speaking than an old man stormed up to the man, grabbed his ear, and angrily shouted:
"You little bastard! You've lost your mind and said such things! Xijing has always been part of Dagan's territory, how can it be divided up? How can you forget your roots!"
He keeps calling himself Lord Ruan, but Ruan Zhenfu only wants to be a local tyrant after the land is divided!
Tax cuts? Those are only for the wealthy and powerful families. What does that have to do with us ordinary folks? Will they give you an extra piece of land or something?
You think replacing him will make our lives better?! You've studied the classics so much, yet you're even dumber than this old man!
Upon hearing this, cheers erupted from the crowd.
The man's ears turned bright red from being pulled, and he immediately retorted:
"Father! That's not how you say it!"
"This empress is incompetent and tyrannical. How can anyone survive under her rule? She...she has already signed an agreement with the Tu Yuan Kingdom! Our Xijing...has been separated from us! This is a foregone conclusion!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the murmurs in the crowd subsided considerably, while sighs became more frequent.
The eight-foot-tall burly man immediately shouted, "Gentlemen, please hear me out!"
His voice was loud and resonant, drawing everyone's attention to him.
"As this old man said, our Xijing has been an inseparable part of Daqian since ancient times. It was occupied by Tuyuan Kingdom decades ago. I want to ask, were we any better off during those decades?"
"Isn't it the same? We even face discrimination because of our different ethnicity. Those of you who are younger may not have experienced much, but ask your parents and grandparents what it was like back then!"
“Now, Tu Yuan Kingdom is playing dumb, offering small benefits to powerful families and inciting them to make a fuss about becoming independent, deceiving us ordinary people into joining in the fuss.”
"They may gain something from making trouble, but what do we gain? Even if we become independent, we will still be exploited by them! And when that time comes, who will stand up for us?"
After these words were spoken, everyone fell silent, but soon, someone in the crowd shouted:
"This brave man is right. How many people sacrificed their lives and how much blood and tears were shed to recover Xijing? Now we want to establish ourselves again. Little do we know that in a few years, the Tuyuan Kingdom will surely send troops to Xijing again to seize our land!"
"Those who are not of our kind will surely have different hearts! They are eyeing us covetously at the border, and we are surrounded by tigers and wolves!"
"They're saying nice things now, but they'll turn their backs on us later. Who will protect us then?"
The burly man nodded and said in a loud voice, "That's right, but the current emperor is weak and incompetent, and lacks any sense of responsibility. If she had been a little more assertive, things wouldn't have come to this!"
"This world has never seen democracy!"
As these words fell, sighs continued to rise.
Just then, a loud shout came from outside the street.
"The Red Tide Alliance has stormed the Commander's Mansion! They've kidnapped Nguyen... Nguyen Chan Phu!"
The crowd scattered and hurried towards the commander's mansion.
When they arrived, they saw a group of men dressed in various colors carrying large knives leading Nguyen Chan Phu, who was tightly bound, out of the mansion.
Outside the mansion, Nguyen Zhenfu's guards were divided into two camps, staring at each other in a tense atmosphere, as if a battle was about to break out at any moment.
Ruan Zhenfu, who was obese, was now red-faced and kept shouting, "Rebellion! How dare you kidnap me! Have the Red Tide Alliance bewitched you?!"
As soon as he finished speaking, a handsome man walked out of the mansion. Although he was dressed in ordinary clothes, he could not hide his righteous spirit in the slightest.
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