His short career as a "prince" ended in the most undignified way.
The Dafeng Army's cavalry slowly poured into the city gate like a black torrent.
The sound of horses' hooves on the empty Imperial Street made a dull and regular echo, which further highlighted the deathly silence of the imperial capital.
The doors and windows of the shops and houses on both sides of the street were closed. Occasionally, a brave citizen would peek through the window, his eyes filled with fear and confusion.
There were only sporadic sounds of fighting and screaming coming from the direction of the palace, indicating that the last bit of resistance was being ruthlessly crushed.
Li Jingang rode his horse straight towards the imperial city.
The palace gates that were once heavily guarded had long been opened, and the few eunuchs and guards who remained either knelt in surrender or had become corpses.
He passed through numerous palaces, walked up the white jade steps, and finally arrived at the Golden Palace, which symbolizes the pinnacle of power in the world.
The hall was empty and cold, with golden pillars with coiled dragons standing silently.
Only the dragon throne high above emitted an alluring and cold glow under the dim light coming through the window lattice.
The hall was in a mess, with scattered documents and overturned incense burners, all showing the previous owner's embarrassment when he fled in a hurry.
This was left behind when Yin Zhao escaped.
Gu Dingming and others were forced by the Tartar Zuo Xian Wang to be puppets. His pseudo Qi Palace was established in the residence of the former Prime Minister, and he did not dare to touch the Golden Palace at all.
Li Jingang stepped onto the Danbi step by step, and his footsteps echoed clearly in the silent hall.
He stretched out his rough palm and slowly stroked the cool and smooth armrest of the dragon throne, feeling the intricately carved dragon pattern on it.
A complex emotion of conquest and ambition surged in his chest.
Thinking back to the beginning, he started the rebellion in Xiazhou, and fought his way to Xijing step by step, and then from Xijing to the capital, and finally drove out the people of the Yin family and sat on this chair.
"Yang Yan, you're finally wrong!"
"And you, General Zhenbei and Hedong Jiedushi Zhao Muyun, how should I deal with you?"
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