bookcurios Chapter 255 Young Master
Chapter 255 Young Master
Those soldiers in neat armor came and went in groups.
Some houses were ransacked, and some were sealed.
Many people were taken to prison with disheveled hair.
There were also teams of horse-riding guards galloping out of the city.
The atmosphere in the entire capital city was even more tense than in the previous few days.
The people didn't know what was going on, but they knew instinctively that something big was going to happen, and they couldn't help but feel worried.
Meng Yu observed for a while and then felt relieved.
Those people moved in a steady and orderly manner, busy but not chaotic. It didn't look like something bad had happened, but rather like they were doing some kind of cleanup.
It looks like the dust has settled.
It has only been a few hours since morning.
By evening, the noises stopped.
Those who were brave enough went out quietly. It was said that notices were posted on every street and alley.
"…With my humble virtue, I have been granted the mandate of heaven, have inherited the throne, and am in charge of the people. I have followed the will of heaven and the people and ascended the throne…I changed the era name to Yongping, issued a general amnesty, and reduced taxes for three years…I hope that all my subjects will work together with me to accomplish the great cause of the country…
This edict is hereby issued, and the envoys of Xian will hear it. "
In the long announcement, what the people were most concerned about was the three-year tax reduction.
They didn't care who was the emperor, as long as the emperor could make them live a good life, they were happy. They didn't care who the current emperor was or how he got to the throne, but the three-year reduction in punishment was a real benefit, and for a while, there was a lot of cheers.
I'm afraid even many court officials did not expect that this time the transfer of imperial power and the change of the person on the throne would be so smooth.
From this we can see how the deposed Emperor Jing Hengyan lost the support of the people, and how the Ghost-faced General Jing Yunzhang, the son of Princess Zhaoyang and adopted as a man of the Jing surname, was so meticulous and careful in his planning.
Three days.
In just three days, the entire capital city returned to normal.
Normal order has been restored in all government offices.
There were still patrol guards coming and going on the streets, but they did not disturb the residents. Instead, they caught some people who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to rob and commit crimes.
The city gates were opened and the ban was lifted. Although the guards at the city gates had been replaced and more people had been added, as long as one had a clear identity and a normal pass, one could enter and exit freely.
Zhao Susu packed her luggage and prepared to return to Jiazhou tomorrow.
Even if she didn't leave the inn, she knew that the weather outside had changed, even the emperor had changed. For a businessman, the situation was unclear, so she decided to return to Jiazhou and wait and see.
She couldn't help but feel secretly glad.
It is said in the opera that any change of emperor, unless the crown prince ascends the throne, will inevitably cause chaos, and people in the capital will be even more dangerous.
Does this mean that she has saved her life?
The innkeeper was calculating behind the counter when he suddenly felt the door get dark.
He looked up in surprise and was immediately startled.
A man in dark brocade robes walked in with his hands behind his back, followed by eight burly guards. Their steps were almost silent as they followed in silence, but no one could ignore their presence.
The solemn aura and the sharp eyes were so intimidating without even being angry that people dared not look directly at him.
The man in dark brocade clothes did not walk fast, but each step seemed to carry dignity.
The shopkeeper was also a discerning person and hurried over to greet him: "Excuse me, sir, are you going to stay at the hotel?"
A guard stepped forward, separated the shopkeeper, and said in a deep voice: "Stand away!"
Instead, the man in dark brocade clothes waved his hand: "Fang Shu, don't scare people!"
Then he said to the shopkeeper in a gentle voice: "Which room does Miss Zhao live in? Has she gone out?"
The shopkeeper said hurriedly: "The third room of the Tianzihao, no, no one went out!"
"Are there any other guests upstairs?"
"No, no, there are only Madam Zhao and her daughter! The little girl went out early in the morning and hasn't come back yet!" After the assassination of the Ghost-faced General, the capital was in turmoil, and wave after wave of search and arrest people came. Many people were scared and checked out and left.
Business was so slow that the beads on his abacus were almost broken. He kept calculating over and over again, hoping to make a profit, but unfortunately, there was none! His income was not enough to cover his expenses!
The man in dark brocade clothes nodded and walked upstairs.
Before he went upstairs, the four guards had already walked up quickly and checked each room rapidly.
They checked all the rooms except Room No. 3, and when they were sure that no one was there, they stood at the door.
As for the remaining four guards, two stood at the stairs and two stood behind the door.
The shopkeeper was still in shock. Could it be that Madam Zhao had done something wrong?
He was quite happy to see that Madam Zhao had not checked out. After all, there was income as long as there were people staying in the room. It was so rare to have an income at this time when business was so bad!
But now, he just felt uneasy.
If Madam Zhao got into trouble, wouldn't his little inn be affected?
It was obvious that the man was either rich or noble. Even if he just glanced at him, he felt that his neck was no longer on his head... No, his head was no longer on his neck!
And the aura that his followers carried was something that even the richest guests he met here did not have.
Amidst his anxiety, the man in dark brocade clothes went upstairs and walked towards room number three.
The shopkeeper didn't dare to make a sound and thought to himself: Madam Zhao, don't blame me for leaking your accommodation information. Even if I didn't, if they caught me, they could find it just by looking through the record book.
Zhao Susu did not go out today and will go back tomorrow. She is checking the account books. She probably won't be coming to the capital for a while, so she has to check the accounts and explain everything to the shopkeeper here before leaving.
"Beep, beep!" There was a knock on the door.
She thought it was Meng Yu who came back, so she put down the pen in her hand, closed the account book, stood up and went to open the door.
Outside the door, a tall and graceful man was standing in a black brocade robe. His face was like a carefully carved jade with clear contours. His sword-like eyebrows flew diagonally into his temples. Under his eyebrows were a pair of eyes as deep as a cold pond, as if hiding an endless sea of stars. Just one glance could make people fall deeply in love with them. Under his high nose bridge, his thin lips were slightly pursed.
His hair was as black as ink, neatly tied on top of his head, with a few strands of hair gently fluttering in the breeze. His figure was upright, like a proudly standing pine tree, exuding an innate noble temperament. The inky brocade clothes were embroidered with delicate patterns in gold thread, which shimmered slightly in the light.
He stood there quietly, his eyes deep.
"Young Master?" When Zhao Susu saw the person in front of her, these two words suddenly popped up without even thinking.
Jing Yunzhang's eyes were deep: "Do you still remember me?"
The moment Zhao Susu saw him, she froze in place.
how many years?
Twelve years, thirteen years? Or even longer!
When she was sold to that wealthy family, she didn't know where she was at first, but she was able to eat and wear warm clothes, and someone taught her to read, embroider, and learn crafts.
As she grew older, she realized how lucky they, the purchased servants, were!
Later, she found out that the host family was actually royal relatives and a very powerful family!
When was the first time you met the young master?