According to the old calendar, the Imperial Guards were responsible for protecting the area outside the palace city and the capital region, while the Juntian Guards were responsible for protecting the area inside the palace city.
Qin Yunchen led five hundred elite soldiers, along with a hundred officials, straight into the late emperor's bedchamber. The carnage was so brutal it was appalling.
No one expected that the deposed crown prince had such a terrifyingly powerful force at his disposal, capable of holding his own against the Juntian Guard.
When Qin Yunchen rushed into the bedchamber, he had fewer than a hundred bodyguards left.
Just when everyone thought the matter was about to be settled, the late emperor suddenly appeared on the scene.
He is protected by palace guards and also by the Imperial Preceptor—the current sect leader of the Tianyan Sect.
Whether in terms of the number of Death Guards or the experts at the Divine Martial Realm, Qin Yunchen was at a disadvantage.
But he did not surrender and launched a fearless charge.
In that battle, the deposed crown prince's five hundred elite warriors were almost entirely wiped out, and the palace guards were also nearly wiped out.
Only Qin Yunchen remained, and he did not give up. He used the Fire-Burning Thunder to burn down the late emperor's palace and perished in it.
A fierce struggle for the throne came to an end, leaving the surviving officials terrified.
Seeing His Majesty standing sober in front of them, they thought it was all a play he had orchestrated, but the price was far too high!
All the princes died, leaving only two princesses.
Gazing at the flames engulfing the palace, His Majesty issued an imperial edict, urgently summoning Princess Qin Minghuang to the palace.
Qin Minghuang did not participate in the factional struggle at all, and her residence was completely surrounded.
When she was summoned to the Imperial Study, the first thing she saw was His Majesty's face, which was as pale as paper, as if he had been dead for days.
Only then did she realize that her father was not actually seriously ill, but had been poisoned by a strange poison, and it was obvious who was responsible.
Qin Minghuang wasn't too surprised to learn the truth.
If she were in the emperor's shoes, and the crown prince was treated that way, she would definitely want to kill her father too.
In any case, according to His Majesty, the toxins in his body have penetrated deep into his bone marrow, and even the most miraculous medicines cannot cure him.
Finally, thanks to the sect leader of the Tianyan Sect's forced prolongation of his life, he regained a moment of clarity.
At this time, His Majesty was on his deathbed and could only force himself to leave behind a will.
He passed the throne to Qin Minghuang and appointed Pei Xuanyun as the prime minister in charge of assisting the state.
This was the only option left out of utter desperation, because with both the northern and southern borders invading at the same time, if the throne were directly handed over to the second grandson, the country would be in danger of collapse.
Therefore, the late emperor had no choice but to risk public condemnation by passing the throne to Qin Minghuang, and then pass it on to his grandson after stabilizing the court and the border war.
But before this last one could be written down, all hope was lost.
This is the story of the Vermilion Bird Gate Incident and the Empress's accession to the throne.
Qin Minghuang fell into deep thought.
She was not in the palace at the time and did not witness the scene of the former crown prince falling into the sea of fire. When she prepared the body, all she found was a charred skeleton.
Looking back now, there might have been something fishy going on.
The use of the hidden fire thunder at the end can be seen as a last-ditch effort before death, or it could be a pre-prepared means to deceive others!
What if An Shichen was originally the Crown Prince's man, using the pretense of getting involved with the foreign merchants to secretly search for a substitute for him?
The person in the mansion that night might have been the former crown prince's double?
Qin Yunchen was able to lie low for many years under the suppression of the late emperor and the two princes, secretly cultivating eight hundred elite warriors.
Lei Ting's attack nearly wiped out the royal heirs. If Qin Minghuang hadn't come to his sister's aid, he might have died long ago.
He led his elite warriors to storm the palace. If the sect leader of the Tianyan Sect hadn't used a secret method to forcibly awaken the late emperor, he might be the emperor today.
Could someone who can do this have a hidden trick up their sleeve?
Qin Minghuang felt a chill run down her spine, but once the thought took root in her mind, it wouldn't leave her.
Is Qin Yunchen still alive?
Could it be him who illegally mines iron ore and secretly casts ironware?
Who will he choose to cooperate with, the four great families?
After lying dormant for fourteen years, what kind of power has it hidden away?
Is that power enough to bring about the destruction of Da Gan?
One problem after another arose, and at this turbulent time, for the first time since becoming emperor, Qin Minghuang had a feeling that the dynasty was about to collapse.
call……
She slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, temporarily suppressing her thoughts.
What do you think?
Lingduo's breath hitched; he knew this matter could not be glossed over.
He knows too much; there's absolutely no room for maneuver.
"Your Majesty, I believe this matter is far too coincidental."
Qin Minghuang frowned. "Go on."
"His Majesty decided to take action against Chengyuan. He casually flipped through the case files and saw the portrait of the fourth leader, Tongtianma, which looked somewhat familiar."
He ordered his subordinates to investigate, and they found out that he was An Shichen's son.
From An Che's memories, his subordinates happened to extract such a scene, which led to their suspicions..."
"You mean, it's all too much of a coincidence?"
"Yes! If... if he is really still alive, he has been hiding for fourteen years without revealing the slightest clue."
Such top-secret matters, in the end, were connected by several coincidental clues, leading to a guess.
I have handled many cases, and those who can do this are few and far between.
Coincidence—these two words struck a chord in Qin Minghuang's heart, reminding her of a certain type of person: a sorcerer!
At the beginning of her reign, she abolished the Tianyan Sect's status as the state religion and completely expelled sorcerers from the power structure of Fengjing.
Chu Xinglan was kept on the condition of assisting in cultivation, and was appointed as the Ziwei Platform Commander, in order to control other sorcerers.
After thirteen years of peace, the word "warlock" was almost never heard again, but it has appeared frequently this year.
Qin Zhaoqiong and Qin Zhaoyue are attacked by sorcerers while on their way to disaster relief; the sect leader of Tianyan Sect enters the capital for the first time in thirteen years...
Qin Minghuang felt as if a thick fog obscured her vision, preventing her from seeing the truth of the matter.
Investigating now is no easy task. Back then, the officials either died under the Crown Prince's sword or were purged afterwards. Even the sect leader of Tianyan Sect in that generation has already passed away.
After a long silence, Qin Minghuang finally spoke:
"This matter is entrusted to you with full authority. You are not allowed to mobilize any of your subordinates. This matter is classified as top secret."
"yes!"
Keeping watch is physically demanding.
According to Canglan's report, the situation outside is chaotic, and it is said that several hundred people have been arrested.
At this point, Qin Zhaoyue was even less likely to return to the manor. Without a Divine Martial Realm expert by her side, she would always feel uneasy.
The desire to earn merit points is becoming increasingly urgent; one must be strong oneself to succeed.
Although it's impossible to reach the second rank in one step, the third rank is definitely enough if others are not on guard.
It's not for fighting, it's just for peace of mind, it's good enough.
The conditions in Jingzhao Prefecture are not good, and it is unknown how long we will have to stay there.
Yin Zhe was quite perceptive; he brought her a slightly worn chair, so at least she could sit down.
Qin Zhaoyue isn't that precious; it's not unacceptable for her to endure a little hardship for the sake of important matters.
But the boredom was unbearable. After waiting for more than an hour, Yin Zhe couldn't utter a single fart for half a day.
"Hey, you're free anyway, why don't you tell me your lover's story?"
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