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Before Yang Zixuan could reply, field officer Liu had already smiled and took over the conversation. He replied: "General Zhawei was newly bestowed with the title of husband by the late Emperor, not to mention the son-in-law of the Princess Huaiqing. It naturally won't be a problem."

Yang Zixuan saw her turn his head and look over, and nodded: "Yes, before I came over, Jin Huang had already met me. He was first protecting Princess Huaiqing, Princess Jing'an and the others at the side, so you don't have to worry about the Zuo Mansion.

However, he did not mention that there were going to be a few of the older aristocrats in the capital who had disappeared.

No matter how good Mu Rousang's body was, she would still be knocked unconscious by the cold wind. Luckily, Yang Zixuan was there to accompany him, so the women's hearts were at ease as they waited silently.

"Little brother-in-law, where's your big brother?" Su Waner was extremely envious of Mu Rousang, and only after a long while did she remember that damned brat from her house.

"Ugh!" Yang Zixuan was startled at first, then replied: "Elder sister-in-law doesn't know? Big Brother did not enter the palace! "

"Huh?" At first, Su Waner was shocked, why did that damn ghost not die in the chaos? Then, he thought, I'm afraid he was still burrowing into women's bellies.

Commander Liu raised his hand, signalling for everyone to stop talking. Right now, the palace was in a state of chaos, with people coming from all directions. He was afraid that his words would attract the attention of other people.

It wasn't until dusk that the sounds of weapons clashing, screams, and shouts gradually faded away …

Only then did he turn his head towards Matriarch Yang and said, "Grand Matriarch, Master Hou sent word that his subordinate would like to escort everyone back to the Residence. Currently, the internal strife in the palace has subsided, but the streets are in chaos.

Matriarch Yang never thought that the Marquis of Loyalty would actually be the main culprit, but thinking about the matter of Yang Juan Er entering the palace, it was obvious that he had steeled his heart and wanted to bring the Yang Mansion back to its former glory.

"Hai, I'll have to trouble field officer Liu then."

After this matter, Mu Rousang and the others were already exhausted, and wished to leave this place quickly.

… … The group left under the escort of field officer Liu. Mu Rousang quietly turned around to look at the Xuanwumen Square, at this time, the corpses were all standing straight, and blood was flowing like a river. The clean and tidy couplet and wreath had long since been pushed to the ground by the panicking crowd, and were covered in blood.

The entire Xuanwumen Square was filled with the wails of the emperor. The emperor's family had been killed in the chaos. Without his umbrella, the women could only either sell their brothels or send them to the clothes bureau …

Yang Zixuan did not ride a horse, but chose to enter Mu Rousang's carriage.

With a pale face, she shook her head and said, "I'm fine!"

In fact, the suffocating smell of blood had long made her stomach churn, causing her to feel the fierceness of overturning seas and rivers. She had always been suppressing herself, not daring to let go in the slightest.

The moment she opened her mouth, she could no longer hold it in and vomited out. Fortunately, she was quick enough to poke her head out of the window of the carriage.

It turned out that there were dead people everywhere on the street. The fresh red blood dyed the white snow red …

Yang Zixuan quickly poured hot tea for her to rinse his mouth, and then used his hand to caress her back, letting her have a good breath, and said: "This is Rose Tea, eat some of the good taste in your stomach."

Mu Rousang wiped the corner of her mouth with the handkerchief, nestled back into his arms, and asked lifelessly: "Did you already know?"

"I only found out that something was wrong when I arrived at the memorial hall of the Xuanwu Sect. Later on, my father brought people to surround the palace and they found out that the palace was being forced. I don't want anything to happen to you." Yang Zixuan was very worried about her.

"I heard from Commander Liu that Father led troops to capture the three vassal lords?"

However, Mu Rousang was a little skeptical in her heart. How could such a scheming person like Su Ruirui be easily fooled?

"No, the three vassal lords did come to the capital to cry for their lives. However, the crown prince did not know about this. Today, all that we have captured is a lie."

Yang Zixuan seemed to know a lot.

Mu Rousang shouted in shock, "I'm afraid the three of you will not be willing to give up!"

Currently, it was rumored that the crown prince had been crippled by the late emperor, yet the crown prince did not wish to ascend to the throne, so he had ended the previous emperor's life in anger.

Yang Zixuan said solemnly, "This is only the beginning, I'm afraid this year we can't just casually bring our wives out to the village to play."

Mu Rousang listened to the heavy footsteps of the guards outside the carriage without uttering a word.

The history of the Great Zhou said later: The 30th day of the month was called "the chaos of the Xuanwu Sect" and the new year was called "the year of the beginning of the chaos".

The Marquis of Loyalty led troops and surrounded the palace, catching the vassal lords and forcing them to admit that the crown prince was rightfully on the throne.

The Crown Prince ascended the throne on the first day of the new calendar year.

Then came the decree, which was postponed because it was a mourning period, and the crowning ceremony of the empress and the concubines of the harem was postponed.

At the same time, all the people who had performed meritorious service of protecting the dragon were sealed, some were happy, some were sad. The House of the Marquis of Loyalty's signboard had also been replaced with a grand and luxurious gold-plated signboard, on which was written: Prince Zhong's Mansion.

The number of white jade lions in front of the gate had also increased from four to four.

In a short period of time, the city was bustling with activity, and all the people coming and going were rich and wealthy.

The Spring Festival was coming, but it was still unable to ease the tense and disturbing atmosphere in the capital. The limestone tiles at the entrance of the food market had already been dyed dark brown, and from afar, it gave off a nauseating stench.

She was powerless in the sea of blood and could not struggle at all. Even when Yang Zixuan was asleep at the side, she did not dare to turn off the light and went to sleep again.

Yang Zixuan knew that she must have been scared out of her wits. One day, he came back from the outside world, and seeing her lying on the Rohan's bed, he climbed up to his and hugged her. He said: "My wife, let's set up a porridge shed at the new house!"

Mu Rousang looked at him strangely. "Serve porridge?"

Every year at The House of the Marquis of Loyalty, oh, now it should be called Prince Zhong's Mansion, isn't there porridge every year?

"Hmm. The capital is in chaos this year. People have been displaced from their homes. Many people have rushed into the city. The Crown Prince has just ascended the throne. How could he care about all this?"

Yang Zixuan knew that the reason why Mu Rousang was afraid was because she was afraid that her family would one day experience something like this.

"Alright!" Mu Rousang did not want to move at first, but after thinking about it later on, if she ate the porridge, it might make her mood better.

"I've let my wife suffer a grievance. After the news has passed, can I accompany her to stay at the manor for a short time?"

Yang Zixuan had always understood her the best. What Mu Rousang liked the most was to live a dull life in the fields, but the palace's scheming and scheming, as well as the conflicts between forces, were not suitable to involve her in. He thought: As long as she's happy!

"Alright!"

Mu Rousang's mood relaxed a lot.

"It's also a good opportunity to secretly move some of my family's precious items over. I feel that there's still a need to change the way things are today!"

"It's good that you like it. No matter how the way of the world changes, we will also live our own lives. With your husband here, your wife will only be at ease and play at home."

Mu Rousang lowered her head and laughed, this was what was best for her, she had never brought the conflicts outside back home, she would always be a husband in front of her, and would never be a husband or an editor.

Ever since then, every morning, Mu Rousang would ride in the carriage to the new residence to personally prepare the porridge. Seeing the displaced civilians getting the porridge that she bestowed, with a smile filled with gratitude, Mu Rousang's mood slowly became better.

After a few more days passed like this, the fleeing citizens slowly returned to their homes. Mu Rousang's family's porridge shed was naturally torn down as well.

The beginning of Jianan was destined to be a restless year.

Just as he left the first month of life, Mu Rousang stopped having nightmares because he was distracted, but he made a new move.

On this day, he went back to the Prince's Mansion after checking in from the yamen. However, this time, he was not the only one that returned. There was also an old woman with white flowers.

Xiao Tong supported the old lady behind him. The moment he entered, he asked the servant guarding the gate: "Is father at home?"

"I'm here. I heard that the young master left a message for the prince not long after he returned. I said that if the third young master comes back, I'll go look for him in the study."

Yang Zixuan took out a black bag from his chest and gave it to him, saying, "You did well."

This was why she brought Xiao Tong and the old lady to Prince Chung.

"My prince, the third young master is coming!"

Seeing Yang Zixuan bringing his men over, the head attendant hurriedly went in to report.

Prince Chung was flipping through the books when he heard the servant report. Without raising his head, he said, "Invite him in."

When Yang Zixuan brought the two of them to the bottom step of the main house, the servant just happened to come out, and immediately invited the three in.

"Father!"

"There is no need to be so polite between father and son!"

The newly-made Prince Chung was very satisfied with Yang Zixuan's efforts, and said: "Come and let Father see, I heard from your boss that you have an outstanding performance in Han Lin, the Emperor appreciates you very much, I'm afraid you will be transferred to the Sixth Division next year, do you have anything you want to go to? It's better for me to speak in front of the Emperor. "

The Prince Chung was only waiting for the new emperor to strip and bestow Yang Juan Er the title of empress.

Yang Zixuan pondered for a moment, then said: "My son has not decided on which department he will go to, the Six Division only has a slightly inferior Department of Rites, and the other five Sects have their own advantages!"

The Prince Chung shook his hand and laughed, "The Rites Department is not weaker than the other five divisions. It is just that when we receive foreign envoys, one is superior to the other five divisions, and the six divisions are complementary to another. Take a good look at which division you choose first, and then bring up to me.

"Yes, I'll have to trouble you, royal father!" Yang Zixuan knew that the Prince Chung had set her eyes on his talent, and took the chance to solve the problem in her heart.

Then he continued: "Father, your son is here today because he has something to discuss with you."