The Yue King's Palace has grain!
The Prince of Yue's mansion is rich!
The sugar shops that were so popular in Yuezhou were business owned by the Yue King's Mansion!
Such rumors quickly spread among the rioters.
The rioters were tempted, envious, and went mad!
In fact, after they smashed the first grain shop, many of them were no longer considered "citizens".
Their ambitions and desires were awakened.
A few people, still retaining their conscience and reverence for the law, quietly retreated.
Others, blinded by greed, became opportunists trying to profit from the chaos.
"The Yue King's Mansion? They have plenty of food and money, and they're easy to bully!"
"Yes! Let's go to the Prince of Yue's mansion! We'll make way more money there than smashing up a few grain shops!"
The ringleaders exchanged ideas and came up with a plan.
Although they were awakened from the darkness hidden in their hearts, they wanted to "make a big splash".
But at least some basic intelligence remains—
Even a powerful prefectural government like the governor's mansion was not something they dared to provoke in the slightest.
The Yue King's Palace, huh? Well, it's said that the Yue King was addicted to drinking and taking drugs all day long and had long since become a useless person.
For several months now, the person representing the Yue Prince's Mansion in social interactions has only been a woman.
cut!
What is there for a woman to be afraid of?
It's no big deal if you fight, rob, or even kill someone.
The law does not punish the masses!
The emperor is far away and the country is high!
If all else fails, they can just run off into the deep mountains and dense forests for three to five months, or even a year or two, and the matter will simply be dropped!
Such things are not uncommon in Yuezhou and Lingnan.
Those "rioters" had long been accustomed to it and had successful examples to guide them.
"Let's go to Crescent Moon Town!"
"Yes! Kill that incompetent, corrupt, and tyrannical King Yue!"
"Let's go! Attack the Prince's mansion and seize his grain!"
The rioters, shouting and yelling, actually gathered together and marched in a grand procession towards Crescent Moon Town.
Xie Yuan had made preparations in advance; she had evacuated and relocated all the residents of Crescent Moon Town.
When the rioters rushed to Crescent Moon Town, the once vast village was now nothing but empty houses and a royal palace with high gates and deep walls.
The gates of the Prince's Mansion were tightly shut, and there wasn't a soul in sight.
If it weren't for the sounds still coming from the courtyard, everyone would have mistakenly thought that everyone from the Prince of Yue's mansion had run away.
"What should we do? All the doors are locked!"
"What are you afraid of! Break down the gate and storm in!"
"That's right, there aren't even any guards. With so many of us, what are we afraid of?"
"...The Prince's mansion was piled high with grain and copper coins, and there were also young and beautiful palace maids. Hehe—"
Someone couldn't help but wipe their drool in a lewd manner; in their bloodshot eyes, there was no rationality whatsoever, only lust.
"Charge!"
"Lift the logs, ram the door!"
The crowd shouted excitedly as they "experiencedly" brought over wood and ladders.
Bang, bang, bang! The door was slammed and began to shake.
With a few swift movements, the agile person had already scaled the courtyard wall.
"Your Highness, let's begin!"
Zhou Wencheng stood in the courtyard, trying his best to remain calm.
The repeated banging on the door seemed to strike his heart.
The frantic shouting made him even more nervous.
The rioters are outside the walls, and they are attacking the Prince's Palace!
If we can't hold them off and let them rush in, it won't just be a simple matter of vandalism and looting.
It could also lead to all sorts of terrible human tragedies.
His family members had already been taken to the palace by the princess.
Zhou Wencheng knew that the princess did this out of good intentions, to protect the women and children.
After all, the Prince's mansion had high walls and deep courtyards, and was guarded, so it was not easy for anyone to breach it.
The back street of the Prince's Mansion was easily found by rioters, who could easily break in.
If things go wrong, the families of the officials and their families living on the back street of the Prince's Mansion will face utter destruction.
However, even entering the Prince's mansion was not entirely safe.
Zhou Wencheng knew that the rioters had lost their reason and had become a group of beasts driven only by greed and violence.
However, he still did not expect that the rioters in Yuezhou would be so violent that they would even dare to attack the residence of a dignified prince!
Zhou Wencheng forcibly suppressed his inner fear and tried his best to remain calm.
He cannot be afraid, much less act rashly.
No matter how frail he may be, he is still a grown man, and he cannot allow a woman like the princess to stand in his way.
"Alright! Let's do it!" (Reading in the dark)
Seeing that the "atmosphere" had been set up sufficiently, Xie Yuan raised his hand and gave the order in a low voice.
"yes!"
Helian Chen, clad in armor and holding a horizontal sword, answered loudly.
Then, he drew his sword, swung it forward, and shouted, "Soldiers, attack!"
The hundreds of guards howled like hungry wolves. They split into small teams, some guarding the courtyard walls, some guarding the gates of the palace, and some carrying oil and other supplies.
"Charge!"
The rioters outside were shouting wildly.
"kill!"
The guards inside the courtyard were filled with murderous intent.
In an instant, shouts of battle erupted throughout the Prince's mansion, and a real fight broke out.
Xie Yuan sat in the courtyard, his expression calm, but his hands were clenched into fists.
Zheng Yurong, Zhao Jinse, Ruyi, Jinzhi and other maids were also dressed in armor and holding weapons, standing coldly beside Xie Yuan.
They were both maids and guards.
They had undergone basic training in the military camp, and each of them was eager to try—Grandma's big knife was already itching for a fight.
The only exception was Zhao Jinxiu, who was still wearing a ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress).
She trembled, her pretty face deathly pale.
She knew that the governor's mansion and the Yue King's mansion had reached the final decisive stage.
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