365. Please embark on the journey fifteen.
It's not uncommon for yamen runners to die. The capital city is so large, and there are many yamen runners. Moreover, there are always royal relatives and nobles around, so it's normal for a few accidents to happen every year. But it's really rare to see someone beheaded in the street.
The people who arrived looked terrified; something terrible was about to happen.
Sun, the constable, paused slightly as he wiped his hands, a subtle change in his fair face. "Entering the city."
"Not yet, it's on its way. Just got the news, it's probably heading towards the Marquis's mansion. It's the Marquis's mansion that got involved with the son of the Imperial Censor." She gestured as she spoke, sounding both jealous and envious.
"The Prefect has just gone out. We'll make a decision when he returns. Keep a close eye on him and don't lose him," Commander Sun instructed softly, seemingly unsure if he knew the details.
He added casually, "Also, find out this person's background as soon as possible. If anyone else acts on their own, don't interfere."
"Yes, I understand. Thank you, sir. Thank you, sir." He quickly bowed in gratitude.
Listening to the hurried footsteps as they left, she whispered, "Is the royal city really going to fall into chaos, or is it just an accident? It's all irrelevant to me. A nobody like me, if I don't court death, no one will pay any attention."
Carrying the blood-covered man, they slowly approached the city gate, which was now guarded by elite soldiers.
Holding long spears, fine iron spears that gleamed with a cold light, all of them were sixth-rank, the entire ten-person squad was of the same rank.
Clad in iron armor inlaid with mysterious runes, they stood in two rows, their eyes fixed on the ground, radiating a powerful aura of strength and majesty.
Carrying the head steward, step by step, no one stopped him. His eyes, however, were fixed intently on the matter at hand; matters concerning the royal city were insignificant, but no matter was insignificant in the royal city.
There are things I don't not know, but I simply don't want to get involved. Take the Tiger Head Gang, for example; they disappear without a trace after making a splash somewhere.
This also serves as a metaphor for the Marquis's mansion, which is merely a merchant family. They've made connections, but that's about it. If they were to investigate every single death, they wouldn't have enough manpower.
However, bringing someone over after committing murder is either a sign of great courage, strong backing, or personal power.
At this very moment, the news had already reached the city gate, but the garrison leader had not appeared, and it was unknown what he was thinking.
Dressed in brocade, impeccably tailored, with a large broadsword hanging at his waist, his handsome face evoked images of portraits I had seen before.
As Steward Chang quietly passed by the city gate, he prepared to struggle, his eyes pleading for help from the guards. The guards, however, seemed not to see him.
They nodded slightly, as if they had a tacit understanding and passed by smoothly.
With just a few simple steps, the speed was indeed much faster, and the inner city was certainly a different place altogether.
The streets were bustling with people and vehicles. Everyone was well-dressed, and shouts and calls filled the air.
Seeing the person being carried, covered in blood, swaggering around so brazenly, neither side seemed to notice, their eyes filled with the feeling that he was some kind of country bumpkin visiting the city.
It was as if to say, 'Where did this country bumpkin come from, relying on his skills to cause trouble in the city? Doesn't he know this is the inner city, not some rootless vagrant from the outside?'
"Wait a minute, if this official doesn't take you to jail and give you a good beating, so you'll know your place?"
The onlookers watched quietly, instinctively keeping their distance from the young man, afraid of getting involved with him.
"Where to go?" she asked softly.
"Over here, over here, young hero, please be gentle, I can't take it anymore." The finger pointed to continue forward.
People far away and those nearby were watching and listening intently, their expressions a mix of mockery and worry. In the end, someone recognized He Chen, after all, he had been making quite a splash lately.
Following the signs, we headed towards the inner city of the second ring. No rush, no rush. Looking at the scene inside the city, this royal city was quite safe.
Moreover, spiritual energy was suppressed, almost impossible to find, and a force that repelled him constantly surrounded him. As for dragon energy, he didn't care.
Step by step, the footsteps were light, as if they were those of an ordinary person.
In the magnificent palace, a gentle and benevolent person sat on a small table, with a bodyguard below, dressed in black with his face covered, making it impossible to see his features.
He quietly reported on a minor incident involving a small, unknown gang that had vanished. It was nothing more than absurd to kill a constable in the street and drag someone around, but ultimately harmless.
Whether they are sons of powerful families, scions of noble families, members of prestigious sects, or country bumpkins from out of town, there are so many people in this royal city, anyone can be sent to arrest them.
However, this person just happens to be difficult to deal with.
"You say this person is He Chen?" The eldest prince, sitting on his throne, spoke in a voice as clear as jade, seemingly unable to evoke much emotion.
"Yes, Your Highness. The visitor has been carefully confirmed through multiple channels, and it is indeed He Chen from the border region."
His cultivation level is currently estimated to be immeasurable, but it is at least at the Emperor level. He possesses exceptional physical strength, which has never been breached.
"Alright, continue to observe." The eldest prince gently instructed, a hint of complexity flickering in his eyes.
The main hall was quiet. At this moment, the old man entered and looked at the eldest prince with a hint of hesitation and complexity. He spoke softly.
"Your Highness, this country bumpkin is ignorant and starts fighting as soon as he arrives. He is indeed crude, but he is not a threat. If Your Highness is unhappy, you can have the Imperial Guards arrest him."
I imagine General Yun wouldn't say anything; such blatant disregard for the law deserves his arrest.
The tone of his voice clearly conveyed extreme disgust at those who disturbed his master; how wonderful it would be if the world were peaceful and stable.
The Crown Prince frowned slightly. "Eunuch Shi is overthinking it. I didn't expect that Father Emperor would be in seclusion for so long before I heard about the abduction of women from the common people."
Lord He is truly a man of strong character, and I never expected that such a thing would happen in my royal city.
It's really because I haven't been strict enough.
Eunuch Shi's expression changed rapidly as he comforted her, "Your Highness, the people in this royal city are very law-abiding."
Outside the royal city, without the suppression of a powerful array, evil spirits and demons wreak havoc. The residents outside the city are so grateful for this peaceful life that they have no reason to complain to His Highness about such a trivial matter.
Her tone shifted again, and she complained, "Your Highness, I understand that Lord He is eager to save people, but such a rude and uncouth person who disregards the law is truly causing you trouble."
Thanks to Your Highness's mercy, otherwise this man should have been arrested long ago. I suppose General Yun can't say anything more.
These veterans, instead of helping Your Highness solve your problems, act arrogantly because of their age; they are truly despicable.
The eldest prince remained silent, his eyes calm, gazing out of the hall as if deep in thought.
At that moment, a young eunuch tiptoed in and whispered, "Your Highness, the Crown Princess has arrived."
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