The sun was setting in the west, and under the strong pressure of Yong's army, the situation in the capital was under control.
In order to prevent people from causing trouble, a curfew system was implemented in the city, and ordinary people were not allowed to take to the streets.
Only surrendered officials from various ministries and agencies can enter and leave the official offices with documents to deal with the backlog of various affairs, and work with the officials sent by Zhao Yanxun to arrange tomorrow's entry into the city ceremony.
All affairs were very complicated, and it was not until nightfall that the officials were able to leave the official office.
"Brother Hu, Brother Chen asked me to bring you a message. I will come to his home later to discuss matters!"
"What's the matter?" Hu Youping asked.
The person who sent the message replied: "You will know when you go there. There are so many people here that it is difficult to talk about it. Anyway, it is a great good thing!"
After thinking briefly, Hu Youping replied: "Okay!"
"Go now, I'll inform the others!"
Hu Youde, who had planned to go home after saying goodbye to the person who sent the message, walked slowly to Chen's house.
The city was now under martial law, and Hu Youde was interrogated many times along the way. Fortunately, he had documents to pass.
When he arrived at the Chen Mansion, there were more than twenty people gathered inside, some of whom he knew and some he didn't know.
Thinking about Chen Ji'an's plan, Hu Youde chatted with his colleagues, intending to ask for some useful information.
As a result, none of these people knew about it, and everyone could only wait for Chen Jian's arrival.
After waiting for about half an hour, Chen Jian slowly appeared in front of everyone with two officials.
"I've kept you guys waiting for a long time!" Chen Jian said, cupping his fists.
Everyone's reaction was mediocre and they were all waiting for him to explain the situation.
Chen Ji'an did not waste any time, came to the upper position and said seriously: "Everyone, you and I are young talents. In terms of knowledge and ability, we are not inferior to those of the current dynasty, but we have never been reused!"
The dozens of people invited by Chen Ji'an were all unsuccessful in officialdom and were generally on the fringes.
Among them, Chen Ji'an is the most miserable. He was the number one scholar but he copied and wrote in the Hanlin Academy. He was no different from the most ordinary subordinate official.
"Now that the world has changed, it is your and my chance to rise to the top!"
"Master Chen, what exactly do you want us to do and how to do it... You should explain it clearly to everyone here first!"
After hearing so much preparation from Chen Ji'an, Hu Youde asked what everyone at the scene felt.
Signaling everyone to stop talking, Chen Ji'an immediately asked: "Everyone, what do you think His Highness, King Yong, needs most right now?"
What do you need most? This question is very tricky, and everyone frowned and thought about it.
If I can provide what King Yong needs, it will really be nothing to achieve success in the future.
As the initiator of this event, Chen Jian certainly would not give time for everyone to think, otherwise how could he lead these people.
"Everyone, what King Yong lacks is justice, but he needs the support of public opinion..."
"If you and I serve as King Yong's mouth and spread the word that King Yong's peace is our destiny, are we afraid that we won't be able to use it again in the future?"
Everyone thought about it and realized that this was really the case, but they were a little worried.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell what happened when King Yong raised an army. If they waved the flag and shouted for King Yong, they would be afraid that others would poke their backs.
Only people who have no bottom line and no sense of shame will not care about this.
However, Hu Youde still had a little bit of integrity. He just said: "Master Chen, I have something to do at home, so I will leave first!"
Once Hu Youde leaves, others may follow suit, which Chen Ji'an cannot tolerate.
He pulled up so many people just to carry his sedan chair so that King Yong could see his ability.
If this person leaves, how can he prove his ability?
"Brother Hu, is it possible that you don't want to serve His Highness King Yong? Are you still thinking about the former puppet emperor?"
Hearing this, Hu Youde stopped and felt cold all over his body.
If this crime is proven, the whole family will be exterminated.
While scolding Chen Ji'an in his heart, Hu Youde quickly turned around with a smile on his face and said: "Brother Chen, how dare I have such a rebellious heart? From now on, Hu will only follow Brother Chen's lead!"
After beating Hu Youde, others who wanted to leave could only stay and listen to Chen Jian's next arrangements.
"Everyone, King Yong will enter the city tomorrow. The first thing you and I have to do is... persuade him to come in!"
Chen Ji'an's words once again aroused everyone's discussion. This is really not what ordinary people can think of.
While Chen Ji'an was doing everything he could to get the upper hand, Wei Zhenzhang, who still refused to yield after being tortured many times, was sent to the prison cell at this moment.
The cell was very large, and there were dozens of people inside. All of them were stained with blood and had obviously experienced inhuman torture.
These people were sitting around, some of them were wailing, and Wei Zhenzhang had tears in his eyes.
He basically knew the people in the cell. They were all court officials and loyal ministers loyal to the emperor.
At this moment, someone asked: "Wei Zhenzhang? Is that you?"
Wei Zhenzhang followed the voice and realized that the speaker was Wang Cunzhang, so he hurriedly greeted him.
Next to Wang Cunzhang was Huang Zhicheng, the Minister of Civil Affairs, who was also the teacher of Emperor Zhao Weilong.
"I have met you two adults!"
After beckoning Wei Zhenzhang to squat down, Wang Cunzhang asked softly: "Where is the emperor?"
Looking around, Wei Zhenzhang replied in a low voice: "The emperor has left the city!"
Hearing this, Wang Cunzhang and Wang Cunzhang breathed a sigh of relief, and even smiled on their faces.
"That's good, that's good..." Huang Zhicheng said with a smile.
Immediately afterwards, the two men asked in detail about the details of leaving the city, and Wei Zhenzhang answered them one by one.
Time passed one after another, and some people died from their injuries, making the atmosphere in the cell very dull.
Although it was late at night, except for the people who had fainted, everyone else was looking at the roof with their eyes open.
“I’m afraid it’s past my ugly time!”
Someone spoke to break the silence, and then someone asked: "What? Are you going to get up and prepare to go to court?"
This joke was not very funny. Everyone in the cell remained silent, except for the "beep" sound of the burning torch.
Unexpectedly, the person who spoke first replied: "I'm just calculating how many hours we can survive!"
Looking around, Huang Zhicheng laughed and said: "Everyone, for the National Death Day, if you die well, what should you be afraid of?"
In fact, it is easy for these people here to live, they just need to shout outside.
But they would rather die than surrender, and would never surrender to the rebellious officials and traitors.
The night was both long and short, and when a new day came, all of them were taken out of the cell.
After being put into a prison car, Wei Zhenzhang and his party were pulled out of the official office and then sent to the direction of the palace.
The prison car stopped at the east palace gate, all the officials were pulled out, and a member of the Qianhu family appeared in front of them.
"Everyone, the prince will summon the ministers at Huangji Gate soon. That is your last chance to survive!"
"As long as you surrender to the prince, you will be freed from your crimes and can go home to reunite with your wife and children!"
Everyone present had no reaction to Qianhu's words, and some even cursed, and then the man was hacked to death with random knives.
"Did you see, this is what you get for talking nonsense!" Qianhu said in a cold tone.
But none of the people present were afraid of death, and Qianhu's words had no deterrent effect.
Wang Cunzhang and others also wanted to yell, but they finally held back.
It's not that they are afraid, it's just that the time is not right now.
They planned to scold the rebels in front of all the civil and military officials when King Yong summoned his ministers.
As time passed, when the mountains began to roar outside, Wang Cunzhang and others knew that the time was coming.
"Master Huang, see you in the next life!" Wang Cunzhang bowed his hands to Huang Zhicheng and saluted.
Huang Zhicheng replied: "I won't be an official in my next life, I'm afraid it will be difficult for us to meet each other!"
Wei Zhenzhang took over and said: "Writing, reading, and hard work are what I want!"
The two of them finally figured out that they would be loyal to the court in this life and live for themselves in the next life.
