The scorching sun was scorching the earth, and the distant sea line was beating under the high temperature, almost blending into the sky.
Spring has come, and it’s already hot and dry.
What's more, at this time, the remaining flames in Huishui Bay are still burning.
Almost the entire Huishui Bay was covered by dark firelight. The fire prevention ditch dug by the officers and soldiers overnight was like an ugly python, circling the Huishui Bay with coke and black-red sparks to prevent the fire from spreading further.
No one comes close, no one dares to come close.
Even in those places where there was no fire, there was not even half a human habitation. With Huishui Bay as the center, the area radiating out for seven or eight miles was shrouded in blazing high temperatures and completely deserted.
Except for one figure.
Yang Churan walked slowly in the residential streets outside the fire ditch. Her right hand boredly supported the dry and rough house wooden posts that were baked by the air one after another. Her left hand held her hand. It was a long spear, and the tip of the spear dragged on the stone ground from time to time, making a clanking sound.
She obviously had something on her mind and had to make an extremely important decision.
After walking around an empty house, a slightly wealthy man appeared in front of her.
"The man named Han is leaving the palace."
It was Yang Facai's voice.
Yang Churan took a deep breath and looked up at the sky.
"Then, should he return to Siyang with his eyes closed, or should he open his eyes and see Haizhou?"
"He is coming to Huishuiwan."
As soon as Yang Facai finished speaking, Yang Churan's hand holding the handle of the gun suddenly became harder, and even the joints looked white.
Of course she knew what this meant. Of course Jingbu was not a blind or deaf cripple. She knew that both the National Law Department and the National Military Department had already headed to Haizhou.
When Han Dongwen stepped out of the palace, instead of returning to Siyang, it was equivalent to uncovering the only remaining fig leaf between Jingbu and Simeng.
She had deduced it countless times with her uncle, and she had long forgotten the heaviness she felt when she first thought of the word rebellion.
But now that she had actually come to this point, she still couldn't help but tighten her grip on the gun in her hand.
"Has it been arranged?" Yang Churan asked.
Yang Facai nodded, frowning tightly.
"All the sergeants under the Hundred Cavalry Generals of Jingbu have been discharged. All the trustworthy disciples from Daqi Sect have been arranged. The rest of the sects in Haizhou are only waiting for the order from Daqi Sect."
He stroked the thick jade ring on his hand, and the flesh on his lips twitched, apparently clenching his teeth.
Originally, everything had been well arranged. During the first sheep attack in Blood Harbor, the Jingbu successfully defended it, preventing others from talking about it. When the Emperor of Blood Harbor personally took action, he directly captured the entire Haizhou by cooperating inside and outside.
However, this time the sheep attack has changed. Not only is the ownership of Haizhou at risk, but also the relationship between Daqimen and Blood Harbor has become somewhat confusing.
At this juncture, Han suddenly wanted to leave the palace.
"How can he be so smart?"
Yang Churan took a deep breath, "Even if there are these sects, even if there are people in Jingbu and Daqimen, our original retreat is Blood Harbor. Now there is no news in Blood Harbor. If that Peicang doesn't help us, how can we fight against Simeng?" Isn’t it just hitting an egg against a stone?”
To fight a state against a country is to attack a stone with an egg.
Therefore, the Jingbu must need the support of Blood Harbor and the help of the Blood Harbor Emperor.
They must escalate all this into a battle between countries, so they must come up with something that the Blood Harbor Emperor is interested in.
Therefore, Yang Facai met Yang Churan here.
"We have left the palace and are being protected by the Xiubu people. We don't need to worry about the soldiers and crabs below. There is only one Li Zai."
Yang Facai spoke very quickly, as if he had no time to waste any more time.
"Where is Jiang Ningyun? Even if she is the chief director of the Law Department, she cannot ignore this kind of thing."
Yang Churan raised the gun in his hand and glanced at the tip of the gun that shone with cold light.
"She won't take action. If she does, let me deal with it."
Yang Facai folded his sleeves and hugged him in front of him, showing a confident look.
His demeanor didn't look like someone who had just said that he wanted to deal with a chief executive.
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The huge dragon chariot did not leave the palace.
The Hugh Department just cleared the streets, leaving a safe and passable thoroughfare.
Crowds of people.
Even after a huge disaster, the sight of the True Dragon Emperor is enough to make even the most exhausted people rush to the crowded streets, stay away respectfully under the scorching sun, and then bend to the ground.
What's the purpose of this?
Does being closer to the emperor bring you any benefits? Can you breathe the same air as noble people and become noble?
Of course it's impossible, this is something everyone can understand, but some people still do it.
Under the canopy umbrella, Han Dongwen was doing something that no one had ever thought he would do.
walk.
He was on the street, stepping on the bricks on the ground step by step, feeling the increasingly hot temperature coming from the soles of his feet.
Li Zai followed him, followed by the minimum number of soldiers from the army, and Xiao Hongdou followed him, shaking the fan.
"Your Highness, I still feel that we should take advantage of..."
Li Zai came over and raised safety considerations for an unknown number of times, but Han Dongwen still shook his head.
"Umbrella, take it away."
He raised his hand and pointed at the top of his head.
The Xiubu officers and soldiers holding umbrellas behind them looked at each other and retreated calmly.
The venomous sunshine shone on Han Dongwen's body.
He stood there and looked around.
This is the middle city road of Jianhai City, the most important and noble main road in the city.
The streets have naturally been cleared, and on both sides are human sentries of officers and soldiers standing in shock. On both sides, there are seas of people crawling on the ground.
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The king's journey should be solemn and solemn.
Just like in Bailan Mountain, when he was invited to attend the Immortal Ceremony on New Year's Eve, he was admired by carefully selected people from a distance.
They have never been so close to Han Dongwen.
Han Dongwen looked around and saw patches of back burned by the sun.
Li Zai has talked to him many times, and the Jingbu has been forced into a desperate situation, and there may be assassins among the crowd at any time.
Han Dongwen's answer is, what kind of assassin can break through Li Zai?
The answer is Yang Churan and Yang Facai.
"Then will they hide in the crowd?"
At that time, Han Dongwen asked Li Zai this question and then stepped out of the palace.
Even so, Li Zai's hand was still on the hilt of Poria Thorn's sword.
He had thought too many times that His Highness had torn the last layer of cloth. If he were Yang Churan, how would he rebel?
No matter how you think about it, there is only one way - capture His Highness as quickly as possible, use it as a bargaining chip, exchange for the support of Blood Harbor, and directly force the start of an all-out war between Blood Harbor and Simeng.
They are already rebels, and the only way to survive is for the country to change hands!
All this should not have happened so quickly. Simeng should be isolated and helpless, losing the help of other countries. Especially Olimar, who is most likely to influence the situation of the war, should be on the same level as Simeng.
Even if this is not the case, Haizhou should be defended more perfectly, and the Third Division should also have more difficulty intervening in Haizhou. Amidst the complicated and lengthy officialdom of Simeng, the status of the Jingbu in Haizhou should be finally and most importantly consolidated. .
Even if this was not the case, Han Dongwen should have returned to Siyang like a cover-up, allowing the Jingbu and the Third Division to stalemate in Haizhou, and then waited for the plans of Daqimen and Xuegang to be finalized, and then broke into Haizhou in a coordinated manner.
Where did it all go wrong?
Yang Churan stood in the distance of this clear avenue and looked in the direction of Han Dongwen.
He is just a person. If the people kneeling around him stood up, they would be the same height as him. They would not be able to tell the difference any further away.
Where did it all go wrong?
From the Battle of Huishui Bay, that damn brigadier general in Blood Harbor suddenly went crazy?
No, it's even earlier.
Suddenly it was said from the Blood Harbor that the materials were brought back to Simeng, and that Yang Kai's damn illegitimate son sneaked into the escort agency?
No, no.
She suddenly remembered the day when the imperial convoy entered Haizhou Port, the civil servants and maids who stepped down from the red carpet in place of Han, and the silver helmet she had arranged to greet them.
Since then?
Yang Churan swallowed, put an identical silver helmet on his head, and read out loud his military position in Simeng for the last time.
"Lieutenant Yang Churan of the National Army Department, welcome Your Highness!"
Her voice echoed in the midday air. She did not kneel down, but just stood at the other end of the avenue.
Han Dongwen looked in her direction and narrowed his eyes slightly.
If you leave the palace by yourself, your troops will rebel if you startle them.
But he still used himself as a pledge to take this step first, just because Unit 1 knew from Gu Ya that the Blood Harbor Emperor had not yet been able to fully step onto the divine level.
And, the authentic Chongyang Crown as a gift is still left somewhere in the Huishui Bay fire scene.
How will she raise the flag of rebellion?
Just rush over and assassinate him, or does he have other arrangements?
"Your Highness, the General Secretary of National Law has not arrived yet." Li Zai on the side suddenly spoke in a low voice.
Han Dongwen took a deep breath and nodded.
Jiang Ningyun is indeed not here. Will she come later, or does she still have reservations and just sit on the sidelines?
The situation was extremely clear, and Jiang Ningyun had no reason to bear the risk of Han Dongwen's death and the situation becoming chaotic again - unless someone stopped her.
Among the people who are shocked, is there anyone who can stop Jiang Ningyun, the Director-General of National Law?
Such thoughts passed through Han Dongwen's mind. He swallowed and wanted to speak flatly as usual, but found that Yang Churan did not kneel down.
"winter--!"
A sharp loud noise sounded from the northeast, which was almost the other side of Jianhai City.
Even though they were so far apart, it was still deafening.
The crowd kneeling on the ground became chaotic because of the loud noise. Some people started to raise their heads and some started to make noises.
"Hunjun——!"
Before Han Dongwen could figure out what the loud noise was, he heard such a shout suddenly coming from the crowd.
As planned, dense human voices began to rise and fall one after another.
"Hunjun——!"
"Things who hide in the palace and spend their time drinking and drinking!"
The crowd started shouting and making noise.
"Your Highness, be careful!"
Yang Churan in the distance shouted loudly and leaned forward.
It's like a situation of a loyal minister and savior in a desperate situation.
Han Dongwen turned his head slightly and said to Li Zai in a confident tone:
"Look at me, I said, I used the people as a hostage to fan the flames, and I won the bet when I rescued the driver."
Li Zai pulled out an inch of the Poria thorn and smiled bitterly:
"Okay, I owe His Highness a drink."
