Without waiting for Xie Zhaozhao's reply, the men spurred their horses and rode away.
Mo Yan felt a surge of curiosity and asked Xie Zhaozhao, "Madam, shall I go and see what has happened?"
"Enjoy the excitement, but don't cause trouble."
With a "Okay!" Mo Yan rode his horse after Yin Jin'an, following the people out of the city.
The capital city, which is undergoing a major transformation, is surrounded by numerous rivers, and its urban area is crisscrossed by waterways.
The Shahe River is a natural moat that semi-encircles most of the capital city. Therefore, one must cross a large stone arch bridge over the Shahe River to return to the capital.
As Yin Jin'an and his group left the city, they saw a large, dark mass of people gathered near the Shahe Bridge.
A rough estimate puts the number at several thousand.
Most of these people were ordinary citizens from the vicinity of the capital, mostly men, and young people.
They were huddled together, whispering excitedly as they sought confirmation from each other.
"Shall we go together when the Crown Prince arrives later?"
"Definitely together."
"What should I do? I urgently need to pee!"
"Hold on for now. Someone has come to gather information ahead. The Crown Prince will arrive in half an hour."
"First, find your positions. As soon as you hear the signal, unzip your pants!"
"good!"
Mo Yan dismounted and stopped a few people, asking, "Brothers, are you all here to welcome the Crown Prince?"
The man was taken aback, then burst into laughter: "Yes, we are here to welcome the Crown Prince."
"What great deed has the Crown Prince done to be so beloved?" Mo Yan muttered. "It's because the disaster relief efforts failed!"
The man glanced at him and said, "Young man, why don't you join us?"
"Join what?"
The man whispered a few words to him, and Mo Yan's eyes widened: "This... will it work?"
"Why not? He can raise the price of grain to six hundred coins and the price of salt to one thousand coins. He eats our flesh and blood... He's an ominous person!"
Mo Yan was stunned. Seeing that he had no intention of joining, the person gave him a disdainful shove and went to check with other people.
Cheng Yu over there also found out the details and reported it to Yin Jin'an and Li Yunmu.
Yin Jin'an and Li Yunmu rode their horses around the crowd. Although some people deliberately buried their faces in their cotton-padded coats, they still saw several familiar faces.
Li Yunmu said to him, "Jin'an, this was specially organized by someone."
"A bunch of idiots!" Yin Jin'an cursed.
He rode his horse across the Shahe Bridge and found at least several dozen people mixed in with the common people. Although they were dressed in ordinary people's clothes, they were different from the simple-minded people.
So many people are coming to their deaths?
Which bastard tricked so many idiots into coming here?
The huge crowd all saw Yin Er, that notorious scoundrel from the capital, who certainly had a handsome face.
Yin Jin'an rode a tall horse, dressed in brocade robes and a jade belt. His chiseled features were like those of a jade sculpture. Beneath his sword-like eyebrows were a pair of exquisite peach blossom eyes, which held three parts unruliness, three parts arrogance, three parts violence, and one part sinister intent.
Without a word, he trampled a fallen playboy with his horse's hoof.
The spoiled brat couldn't even run away in time, and was nearly crushed by Yin Jin'an's horse hoof. He cried out in panic, "Why did you trample on me?"
Yin Jin'an said nothing, turned his horse around, and rode over again.
The only servant of the纨绔 (a spoiled, dissolute young master) knelt down and begged, "Second Master Yin, please spare my master."
Yin Jin'an dismounted and lashed out with his whip, cursing as he did so: "Since you intend to wipe out your family, I'll grant your wish ahead of time."
The man pleaded, "Second Master, please, we'll leave right now!"
The servant helped him up, and they scrambled and crawled towards the city.
Yin Jin'an rode his horse, brandishing his whip and pointing at the dark mass of people, saying, "Idiots! Blocking my way, I'll kill you!"
He rode his horse around once, trampling countless people and whipping countless others.
There are some people in this world who are completely out of their minds and won't understand human language even if you remind them.
He watched as half the people left and said to Li Yunmu, "I've been hanging out with Guanyin for so long that I've learned to meddle in these trivial matters."
Yin Jin'an and Li Yunmu rode away, and Mo Yan also kept his distance, not wanting to cause trouble for his master.
At the beginning of noon, the imperial court dispatched officials from the Ministry of Rites to welcome the Crown Prince.
The crowd immediately became excited.
"Ready?"
"Oh dear, I'm so nervous I can't poop."
"I'm not used to urinating in front of others."
"Don't rush, we'll count to three, and then you can start urinating!"
...
The disaster relief efforts were ineffective, rumors spread, the Crown Prince lost all his sons at once, the Duke of Chengen and the Empress both fell ill, and the Wei family only sent the Crown Prince's second maternal uncle, Wei Anlu, to pick them up.
The news that the Crown Prince had lost two sons was unknown to others, but Prince Qi and Prince Jin knew it, and they were overjoyed.
These two princes were also among those who came out to greet the Crown Prince this time.
The other officials were somewhat solemn, and Wei Anlu looked particularly unwell, while only Prince Qi and Prince Jin were in high spirits.
Wei Anlu couldn't help but retort sarcastically, "Are the two princes in such a good mood?"
"What you're saying makes no sense!" Prince Qi said seriously. "Does Second Master Wei not welcome His Highness the Crown Prince back?"
Wei Anlu was too lazy to argue with him. With the Wei family in such a powerful position, even the emperor had to keep his tail between his legs. How could Prince Qi and Prince Jin possibly want to seize the throne?
The Crown Prince lost both of his sons, while Prince Qi had two sons and Prince Jin had one son.
In terms of offspring, the crown prince has already lost.
So what? If a son is gone, another can be born. No matter what, the throne will never be passed to Prince Qi or Prince Jin.
As they left the city, they saw a large crowd of people gathered on the banks of the Shahe River. The officials from the Ministry of Rites were taken aback: "What are so many people doing here?"
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