Sure enough, the news reached the ears of Xi Zuo who was lurking in the Wu Chu Dynasty. Thanks to the careful operation of a group of concerned people, the news that both the troops and horses rushing to the west of Shanxi to support were attacked on the way spread throughout the capital within one day.

Above the court hall, the air pressure was tense and solemn. Emperor Fengyuan's attitude was indifferent, and his slow questioning voice echoed in the sky above the hall, which was shocking.

"How did the news get out?"

Ever since he received the news from the border, he had been anxiously discussing countermeasures with the courtiers all night long. He had not rested for two days and one night, but the news still leaked out, and it spread very quickly, and in the blink of an eye it was known to the whole world.

"Your Majesty, this matter is most likely the result of Da Qi sending people to lurk in the capital, with the intention of disturbing the people. I have sent people to investigate thoroughly, and I believe that the person who spread the news will be caught soon." Ting Wei Lin Ren came out to report.

"Quickly investigate! We must uproot their spies in the capital." Emperor Fengyuan's gloomy eyes showed murderous intent, "If any courtier dares to collude with foreign countries and kill loyal and good people, he will be severely punished!"

"I obey the order!"

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To the common people, the war on the border was far away, and the emperor's wrath was right before their eyes. It was obvious which one was more frightening and unsettling. The soldiers from the capital and the patrol camp were divided into several groups, traveling through the streets and alleys with murderous intent, breaking down doors and arresting people.

As for who was arrested, the people knew nothing.

When a large number of Jingwei appeared at the door of the neighbor's house, the neighbors were so frightened that they closed their doors one after another and hid in their houses to tremble. How could they bother to go out and gossip?

Throughout the day, several bustling streets in Beijing were deserted, and a chill filled the streets and alleys, wreaking havoc on people's fragile nerves.

When the street calmed down, the neighbors carefully opened the door cracks and poked their heads in, making sure that nothing was wrong before they dared to step out and take a breath.

At the same time, Feng Wu received a message while on duty. According to the informant stationed in Zhengyang Lane, Princess Anping left the Hou Mansion on horseback and headed straight for the palace.

Feng Wu raised his eyebrows slightly, and after just a moment's consideration, he turned his horse's head and galloped towards the palace...

In the capital, the road leading to the imperial palace is called Dongzhi Street. It can carry 13 carriages in parallel and is the broadest street in the capital. In the past, people came and went on both sides of the road, and countless vegetable vendors and stalls were set up from the streets to the alleys.

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There are so many things to see and it’s very crowded.

It seemed empty today, except for three meals a day, as light as the autumn wind. The common people who could only venture out to set up stalls huddled behind the stalls alone and helplessly, watching helplessly as the patrol team on the street passed by their stalls.

The passers-by who patronized the stall were so frightened that they looked for a place to hide, and another business was lost.

Hearing that the two divisions were hunting foreign spies, the stall owners were particularly afraid of these wolf-like patrols, fearing that they would be unlucky enough to be caught.

Some local officials are incompetent and unable to catch the target persons. They will arrest civilians indiscriminately to charge them with multiple crimes in order to do business. When the "criminal" is dead, the local officials can continue to be prosperous and wealthy. It is quite hateful.

However, due to the pressure of life, ordinary people have to come out to set up stalls.

Just because something more terrifying than a jackal is called poverty.

Of course, there are gains and losses in everything. Although they were frightened for a long time, they were also feasting their eyes on seeing dignitaries they had never seen before. For example, right now, the patrol team just passed by, and then three horses galloped past.

The horsemen were two women and one man. The one in the middle was dressed majestically in white, with thick black hair flying behind him. Looking at the hairstyle and length of his hair, he was obviously a young man.

Not only does she have beautiful features and handsome appearance, but she is also an excellent horseman.

An old woman in ragged clothes came slowly from the opposite side carrying a vegetable basket. When she reached the middle of the road, she heard the rapid sound of horse hooves. When she slowly turned her face to look, a huge and muscular shadow jumped over her head.

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The old woman was safe and sound. When she slowly turned her face to look in the direction of the palace, she saw that the three horses had long disappeared.

"..."

Hey, I am getting older and hearing hallucinations, the old woman thought with a dull expression, and then walked slowly across the road.

The vendors who watched the whole process said: "..." The old lady is so lucky.

At this time, the old woman had walked two-thirds of the way, and she was about to come over. At this moment, the sound of horse hooves came from the direction where the three horses came before. Soon, six more horses came into the sight of the neighbors. In the blink of an eye,

Rushing in between.

Immediately they were all men. The one in the middle had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, but fair complexion. He was a handsome young man from an unknown family.

"Old woman, get out of the way!" the guard on the left shouted sharply.

When the old woman saw it this time, she was frightened and stood there motionless. The avenue was wide, and everyone could be safe by changing the direction slightly. But it was too late, and the guard on the left decisively swung his whip at the old woman.

Someone on the roadside tried to rush to help, but was a step too late. The old woman was knocked down, just in time for the horse to easily jump over her.

"I'm sorry." I vaguely heard this apologetic male voice coming from among the six riders, and then I heard a few crisp sounds of objects falling to the ground, and the male voice vaguely came, "Take it to the doctor!"

The man who tried to rescue took a closer look and saw that a few taels of silver were shaken on the ground, which was indeed enough for the old woman to take to the doctor.

The man took a deep look at Liu Qi with complicated eyes. But without thinking too much, he quickly picked up the broken silver and came to the old woman's side. The woman's mouth and eyes were tightly closed, her face was deathly pale, her fingers were close to her nose and her breath was weak.

Still alive.

"Quickly, go to the nearest Chunmu Hall!" A vendor nearby shouted, "This way, this way..."

Worried that he would be too late, he simply pointed out the way and led the way. As for his stall, he just put it there. There were no customers anyway, and even if there were, the stall owner next to him would help take care of it.

Distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and helping each other is a tacit understanding that has always been formed.

At the same time, everyone was curious about the fate of the old woman, and everyone looked forward to the return of the kind-hearted stall owner.

Chunmu Hall was really close. After a while, the small vendor came back, a little downcast. Everyone knew what he looked like, but they still asked the old woman how she was doing. Where was the man?

The vendor sighed and told everyone that the old woman had already expired when she was brought to Chunmu Hall. The man went to report to the official to find relatives for the old woman to bury her.

After everyone heard this, they felt sad and shouted:

Time is also fate, the old woman is unlucky! She has obviously crossed a hurdle, but if she takes a few more steps, she will not die. This is fate, right?

"Hey, what kind of life?" A man eating on the roadside laughed at his companions, "It's obviously a son of a powerful man riding a horse in the street, accidentally injuring someone's life! What a pity..."

Judging from the clothes of the old woman, she belonged to a poor family. If she had children, she might not be able to compete with the rich and powerful. If she had no children, she would have lost her life silently, while the person who killed her was unscathed and could continue to live his wealthy and happy life.

"God is so unfair, the powerful are just human beings," the man suppressed his anger, "but we commoners are just like ants living in vain."

"Brother Wang, there is no need to be angry," his companion said with an optimistic smile, free and easy, "I believe God has his own arrangements."

"What do you mean by this?" The melancholy man was puzzled.

"Do you know who the first three are? Who are the following ones?" The companion was trying to be mysterious. Seeing him shaking his head, he smiled blankly, "Brother Wang, do you remember why you came to the capital this time?"

"Of course..." the man paused in time before he spoke, and then swallowed it back, "could they... be those two?"

The companion was about to smile and nod when he suddenly saw an old man not far away staring blankly in the direction of the palace and muttering to himself:

"When Suzaku dreams, Yu Fengwu is in great danger..."
Chapter completed!