Those indentures and land deeds, acquired through various sches and ans, were set ablaze. As the white ashes mixed with the remains of corpses gently fell, they were considered clean.
The slaughter was fierce, the thods cold and efficient—this was the handiwork of Chen Dingye.
But before the fall of Great Chen, in a frenzy and resolute, the path was to take those parasites with them. The king faced the fall of the nation and the destruction of his body, disregarding the so-called innocence. The long sword in his hand swept across, without a trace of concern.
All the officials were loyal ministers and good generals, and they took the lead.
Your families will join you not long from now.
Li Guanyi was silent for a mont and asked, "Have you found the people I asked you to look for?"
Yue Qianfeng replied, "The Empress and others are still here; however, the Ye Family and Zhou Family seed to be taken northwards by Chen Dingye’s army. That direction leads to Zhenbei City."
"There is still a border army in Zhenbei City."
Li Guanyi asked, "What about Daiqing’s parents?"
Yue Qianfeng sighed, "... They were also taken away, but we found a letter left in the house by Daiqing’s father, which is yet to be read. We’ll bring it back for Daiqing to see."
Li Guanyi furrowed his brows tightly, and finally exhaled slowly, saying:
"Let’s go, and take a look at the situation first..."
Li Guanyi personally entered the Inner City, and what he saw was a scene of chaos; the once lavish mansions had turned into ruins. Beneath the flas, the fine sandalwood turned black, and the silks lay scattered on the ground.
Inside the inner treasury, embroideries turned to ash, the bones of officials toppled into gullies.
Great devastation, great desolation, and the fierce and chilling atmosphere hit them.
Prince Qin was sowhat shaken at this sight.
"The inner treasury burned to embroidery ash, the main street paved with the bones of officials..."
"When I was young, I said such a thing but never expected it."
"The one who truly accomplished all this."
"Was actually Chen Dingye."
Prince Qin walked into the palace, seeing Empress Xue in a daze. When she saw Prince Qin, her expression was complicated, and in her heart, there was indeed so fear. After all, her child carried the bloodline of the Emperor of Chen Country.
He was considered the Crown Prince of Chen, and the Prince Qin before her was the one nearly destroying Chen. There was nearly an innate conflict and adversarial stance between them.
She took a deep breath, preparing to bow, but Prince Qin helped her up.
Prince Qin’s voice was gentle and serene: "It’s only been seven years, Mrs. Xue, why such distance?"
Empress Xue raised her head and looked at Prince Qin.
Yet, she seed to see the spirited and heroic youth from seven years ago. Her expression was complex, and she sighed, saying: "Guanyi, the child is really unfortunate,... Chen Dingye erased his mory."
Li Guanyi stroked Chen Tianyi’s hair, saying: "Miss is still in Guan Yi City. Mrs. Xue, it’s been a long ti since you returned; Elder Xue misses you. After so many years in this palace, you can finally go ho."
Empress Xue was in a daze for a long ti, showing a look as if from a lifeti ago:
"Go ho...?"
"Yes."
Prince Qin nodded. He reassured and settled them, walking slowly into the palace of Chen Country. Inside the palace, there was no one around, silent and lonely, deep and hollow. Prince Qin strolled up the white jade steps, with many generals following him on both sides.
Finally, Prince Qin saw the dead faces of all those officials, but paid no attention.
Yue Qianfeng and Duan Qingyu stood behind, not daring to step forward, just watching as the young king strolled through the most prestigious place in Chen, the highest hall of power in Chen, observing the sway of Prince Qin’s civil and military sleeves.
Prince Qin walked to the top, raised his hand, and placed it on the Dragon Chair beside him.
The sleeve rolled up.
Duan Qingyu instinctively held his breath and lowered his head, while Yue Qianfeng also felt a sense of bewildernt, finally feeling the aura of the one who opened the world and founded a nation, the majesty of a king.
Li Guanyi turned slightly, abruptly saying: "Is this thing made of pure gold?"
"Would it be worth a lot? Maybe sell it for Daiqing, would that make him happier?"
"Even fill the logistics gap."
Duan Qingyu: "..."
Yue Qianfeng: "..."
The generals stayed silent, holding their expressions tightly, their shoulders shaking violently, nearly bursting into tears. They almost relived the most painful monts of their lives, while Prince Qin’s mouth twitched, helplessly saying: "Forget it."
"If you want to laugh, just laugh. Don’t hold it in."
The generals couldn’t control it, bursting into uproarious laughter. The joyful and hearty laughter echoed to the sky, and Li Guanyi casually sat on the Dragon Chair, crossing his legs, supporting his chin with his hand, watching them and the world with a smile, the ambiance relaxed.
Whether it was taking Chen Country’s capital or entering the palace of Chen Country, it made no difference.
No matter how this era deed Chen Dingye’s actions as relocating the capital.
Or abandoning the city.
Li Guanyi thought there was actually no difference.
If anything, there was indeed one thing.
From today onwards.
In this vast land, among the sovereigns of the various nations, friend or foe, no one would address him as "Your Highness" anymore.
They would all address him with the respectful title, "Your Majesty."
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