Chapter 138 Rainy Night
The people spoke one after another, their voices filled with passion and excitement, tears streaming down their cheeks. They shouted, "If Your Majesty doesn't agree, we will kneel here and not leave!"
Emperor Qi Yuan was well aware of the current situation. If he continued to stop it, it would only arouse public anger, which would not benefit him in any way.
"Well, let them go. But the Crown Prince is seriously injured and cannot be delayed. Order someone to clear a path for my carriage to pass first, and then send the Crown Prince back to the East Palace."
"yes."
In this way, the people came to Xiao Yuheng's carriage in a large crowd, surrounding each other.
Xiao Yuheng remained calm as ever, taking the eggs, melons and fruits handed over by the people with a smile, and speaking politely to them through the car window.
Things like "This is all my job", "I'm just trying my best", "I don't deserve it", etc.
The more he said this, the more grateful the people became and the more they refused to let him go. Some old men even rushed to promise their granddaughters to him as maids or concubines, which made him very embarrassed.
Not only was Shen Yue not angry, she also stood aside with a smile, watching his fun.
These people today were indeed instigated by Xiao Yuheng, but he really deserves such love.
After all, it is true that he sent people to rescue immediately when Yizhou was hit by a disaster, and it is also true that he spent countless silver dollars.
When he did those things, it was entirely out of his heart, not for any other purpose. Therefore, Shen Yue always felt that it would be a good idea for him to be the emperor of Daqi.
The people surrounded the carriage for a long time until dark clouds suddenly appeared in the sky, and Shen Yue stepped forward to persuade them to stop.
"My fellow villagers, it's about to rain, so don't linger on the streets. The prince has arranged an inn for you. Let's follow the girl named Cheng Sijin to the inn to have some food and rest for a while. We can return to Yizhou after the rain stops!"
Changfeng also began to evacuate the crowds. "All the people in Yizhou who were affected by the disaster can go to Miss Cheng to receive a portion of silver to repair their houses and rebuild their homes."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was another burst of noise from the crowd.
"How can this be so embarrassing?"
"That's right, this isn't appropriate!"
"We are at the back of the queue and haven't had the chance to speak to the prince yet. I wonder if we can visit him in the future?"
"this……"
Changfeng was a little embarrassed. "To be honest, the prince will leave the capital and return to Sifang City in two days. Unless there is something urgent, he probably won't come back."
After saying that, he signaled the convoy to continue moving forward, and Cheng Sijin also began to direct the people from the Second Division to settle the people.
It didn't take long for the heavy rain to fall.
Xiao Yuheng opened the curtain, pulled Shen Yue into the carriage, and took out a handkerchief to wipe the raindrops from her forehead.
The movement was gentle and soft. Shen Yue felt a little itchy, so she dodged back and forth in his arms.
"Don't move around, and dry your hair later, or you'll catch a cold."
Shen Yue didn't care, "Have you forgotten, I have the Nine Yang Burning Heaven Curse to protect me."
"That's right."
"But Hengheng, this Master Zhang from the Imperial Observatory is truly amazing. He said it would rain today, and it really did. Could it be that he prayed for this rain?"
"Of course not." Xiao Yuheng narrowed his eyes and smiled. "It's the rainy season now. It's already not easy for Lord Zhang to calculate the rainy season based on astronomical phenomena. If, as you said, he really can pray for rain, wouldn't he be a god?"
"Hey, that's right."
Shen Yue let Xiao Yuheng wipe her hair while she knelt on the small couch and looked out through the car window.
Under the lead-gray sky, dark clouds are piled up layer by layer.
Raindrops as big as beans fell down with a crackling sound, landing on the bluestone floor, quickly gathering into a small river, and then rushing along the depression.
According to Lord Zhang, such heavy rain will continue for three days and three nights. It seems that Xiao Yuheng's plan is successful.
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That night, it rained heavily.
Jiang Da, with a long sword on his waist and a scarf covering his face, came to the gate of the Eighth Prince's Mansion with a group of men in black.
"My aunt has ordered us to be very careful in this operation. We must not use weapons if possible, and we must not leave any traces."
"yes!"
Everyone responded, jumped off the ground, and sneaked into the mansion silently.
The huge Eighth Prince's Mansion was filled with deathly silence.
The servants and maids were lying unconscious on the ground, and the big red lanterns were shaking violently in the wind. For a moment, the only sounds could be heard: the howling of the wind and the sound of heavy rain.
An assassin came forward and reported, "Boss, I put something in their food a day in advance. They won't wake up in twelve hours."
Jiang Da nodded, "Don't take it lightly. Everyone, split up and look for him. We'll take action after we find Xiao Qi."
"yes."
The assassins quickly dispersed and searched the Eighth Prince's Mansion thoroughly, but they did not find Xiao Qi.
Jiang Da suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart, "Oh no, we've fallen into a trap, let's go!"
But it's too late.
More than a hundred palace soldiers arrived in an instant, blocking them in the front hall and making it impossible to get out.
Xiao Qi calmly waved his folding fan, walked slowly through the crowd, and came to the front.
"I thought the people who were the princes were so powerful, but it turns out that they are just a bunch of scoundrels who can only secretly drug people."
Jiang Da sneered, "I was hoping to save some energy, but stretching my muscles won't hurt!"
As they spoke, the assassins quickly drew their swords and started fighting with the palace soldiers.
Ping pong, ping pong...
The scene was in chaos, with only the sounds of weapons clashing and occasional muffled groans and screams.
Suddenly, several white lights flashed, and the candles in the hall and the lanterns outside the hall were all extinguished in an instant!
The two sides who were fighting fiercely were suddenly plunged into pitch darkness and subconsciously stopped.
Immediately afterwards, a strange wind blew through the crowd at an incredible speed.
When the candles were lit again, the Eighth Prince and his guards had all been tortured.
Jiang Da subconsciously looked at the killers, "Who did it?"
The killers looked at each other and shook their heads.
"Forget it, let's get to work first."
At Jiang Da's command, the killers quickly untied their bags and smashed the kerosene bottles they had prepared in advance in various corners.
With a push of the candlestick, tongues of flames spread across the sky, raging like a raging dragon, quickly engulfing the entire mansion.
The heavy rain could not extinguish the raging fire.
The howling of the strong wind actually fueled the fire, and the flames grew stronger and stronger in the rain until they illuminated half of the night sky red.
Jiang Dashen rode on a steed and led the assassins all the way to an abandoned old temple in the east of the city.
One assassin was puzzled, "Boss, why didn't you report to Auntie and instead took us back to headquarters?"
"When guests arrive, we should entertain them well."
He turned around, his eyes sweeping over the killers one by one, finally settling on a pair of clear and sharp peach blossom eyes.
"Brother Shen, since you're here, why don't you come in and sit down?"
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