The imperial city of Qitian is deserted and almost empty.

The royal family members were slaughtered by Yang Qin, including maids and eunuchs in the harem. After Yang Qin occupied the imperial capital, he did not fall into wine and despair. He seemed to have an extremely firm goal; that is, to wash the prayer for the heavenly royal family.

The reason for Yang Qin's rebellion is no longer important. His hometown, Qin Province, almost all the forces of his family have lost all because of this rebellion. A family can endure hatred for decades, and finally seized the gap between Qi Tian and wiped out the entire royal family in one fell swoop. From another perspective, Yang Qin and his family are not ordinary people.

Huang Yuanwu sat in a side hall of the palace, looking at Yang Qin who was pressed to kneel on the ground, looking at his disheveled hair, looking at the man he had seen for the second time but was his father's enemy, with a look of indifferent.

Yang Qin failed. All his forces, his subordinates and his army were slaughtered before Huang Yuanwu entered the inner city, and there was no room for resistance. Now Yang Qin is really a lonely man and has no ability to resist.

He struggled and did not want to kneel down to Huang Yuanwu. Huang Yuanwu waved his hand, and the soldiers on both sides let go of Yang Qin. Yang Qin smiled and sat straight on the ground of the hall, his face full of ferocious smiles, almost crazy.

Huang Yuanwu looked at him lightly, with many questions, which he could not solve yet. Yang Qin knew that he would die and might not necessarily express the answer he wanted, but Yang Qin was already the last participant in the Three Kings Rebellion that he could find. If he didn't ask him, Huang Yuanwu could not find another breakthrough.

"You all go out, wait outside the hall. Don't come in without my summons." Huang Yuanwu whispered to the guards on both sides. The guards saluted Huang Yuanwu gently, slowly retreated, and closed the door of the hall outside.

In the entire hall, only Yang Qin and Huang Yuanwu were left. The heavy snow was still falling all over the sky. A few braziers were placed in the hall, but they still couldn't resist the cold. Sitting in the hall, you could feel a chill.

Huang Yuanwu gently pulled his cloak to make himself warmer. He looked at Yang Qin, who was dressed in thin clothes, and remained silent.

Yang Qin seemed not to feel the cold at all. He just sat straight on the ground, staring at Huang Yuanwu with his eyes tightly, breathing heavily, and every time he breathed, he could see the thin mist in front of his mouth and nose. His hands were tied behind him and could not move.

For a long time, the two of them looked at each other and neither of them spoke.

After a while, Huang Yuanwu spoke and said softly: "How do you feel?"

"I can't kill you one step late." Yang Qin smiled fiercely, stared at Huang Yuanwu's face, and said sternly: "If I knew that this was the result, I would have to start a war and put the whole Qitian in chaos! Let millions of ants be buried with me, hahahaha..." As he said that, Yang Qin almost burst into laughter. Huang Yuanwu didn't say anything. He sat quietly on the chair and looked at Yang Qin in a calm state.

Such a person who has already entered a stranger can only seek temporary verbal benefits.

The sound of laughter filled the entire hall, which made people feel harsh. Yang Qin laughed so hard that he burst into tears and his blood vessels spurted. In the end, he could no longer tell whether he was laughing or crying.

A long time later, Yang Qin's laughter stopped, and replaced by a series of dull breathing sounds. His eyes never left Huang Yuanwu, and Huang Yuanwu was also looking at him faintly.

It was such a person who killed his father with his own hands. But now Huang Yuanwu looked at him, but there was no tremendous resentment in his heart, but only a kind of sadness. When Yang Qin waved his sword at the East King, could he think that one day he would have the same fate?

The Three Kings Rebellion was quelled, and no one made any profit in the end. The three royal palaces involved in the rebellion fell apart, and only the Western King led the remaining troops back to the Western King's Mansion. In the next ten years, he would no longer have the ability to attack the imperial capital, and even self-protection was a problem. The Southern King Huang Liangping was missing, and the entire Southern King's Mansion fell apart. Although the organization was still maintained, if the emperor did not interfere, the entire territory of the Southern King's Mansion would eventually rebel.

In the Northern King's Mansion, Emperor Zhengchu disappeared, and his tens of thousands of troops disappeared strangely. The Northern King's Mansion was the most weakened by the imperial capital. In addition, the Eastern King's Mansion conquered the Northern Territory, the current Northern Territory should be the most peaceful.

As for the Eastern Palace... In the end, Qi Tian's entire mess came to the Eastern Palace.

Everyone did not get what he wanted in the end, and the result of this chaos disappointed everyone. But everyone involved paid a heavy price.

Countless soldiers died in this movement and chaos, countless people were displaced, and the entire imperial capital was in panic. The Qitian royal family was slaughtered, and the officialdom of the imperial capital was looted, leaving behind a mess. All those who experienced this movement and chaos licked their wounds in their respective corners.

No one is the real winner.

But no one expected that this chaos that swept across Qitian was actually controlled by someone. This was also what made Huang Yuanwu most angry.

These people behind the scenes have never been exposed. They are like ghosts, doing so many things and possessing such great abilities. After such a long time, Huang Yuanwu still knows almost nothing about them.

"Are you calm?" After a long time, Huang Yuanwu spoke gently and asked Yang Qin who was gasping for breath.

At this moment, Yang Qin's face was covered with his tears and sweat, and the muscles on his face were already twitching. He still smiled coldly, stared at Huang Yuanwu without saying a word.

"Do you know why I didn't kill you?" Huang Yuanwu looked at Yang Qin quietly, his tone very calm.

Yang Qin was silent, the smile on his face disappeared, his cheeks were stimulating, and it seemed that he was accumulating strength.

Huang Yuanwu turned a blind eye to this. Yang Qin was now in a turtle. He no longer had any ability to resist. Even if he broke free from the rope, he was no match for Huang Yuanwu. What's more, just outside the hall, Huang Yuanwu's 100-man guards were there. If Yang Qin had any abnormal movement, they would rush in as soon as possible, and Yang Qin would be smashed into pieces.

"I have to ask you some things." Huang Yuanwu ignored Yang Qin's actions and asked on his own: "The actual choice of attacking the imperial capital is too accurate. Did someone give you any news?"

Yang Qin was unmoved and still stared at Huang Yuanwu.

"How do you know that the Three Kings will rebel, and how do you know the exact date they can reach the imperial capital?"

"After occupying the imperial capital, you didn't support the new emperor as soon as possible. What did you do in these few months?"

"Who, who killed your subordinates, and who was the one who gave you the news?"

Huang Yuanwu kept asking questions, but Yang Qin did not respond. He just stared at Huang Yuanwu tightly and tried his best to break free from the rope that bound him. Huang Yuanwu was not in a hurry either. He just sat there, watching Yang Qin struggle below, and his hand was gently placed on the hilt of the Dongwang Sword, calming down.

After a while, Yang Qin finally did not break free from the rope that bound him, and he gave up. He let out a long sigh. Yang Qin finally spoke and said to Huang Yuanwu: "You have a lot of problems. Do you think I will help you?"

"You will definitely do it." Huang Yuanwu looked at Yang Qin and replied calmly: "Your hometown, Qin Province, your family, your family and industry, and the traces of your ancestors. Your parents, wife and children are looking at Qin Province. All the continuation of your Yang family is there."

Yang Qin was unmoved. Huang Yuanwu looked up gently, looked at the ceiling of the hall, and then whispered softly: "The disaster has come from the sky, and now I am helpless. If I want to preserve the foundation of Qitian, I need to find a place to conquer. You think Qin Province is very close to the imperial capital, and because of your reasons, the empire's policies towards Qin Province are generous, the taxes are very low, and every household is very rich." As he said, Huang Yuanwu glanced at Yang Qin indifferently, and did not continue.

A fierce murderous intent suddenly burst out in Yang Qin's eyes. He struggled to stand up, but his current physical strength was not enough to make him stand up. He stared at Huang Yuanwu fiercely and said, "Huang Yuanwu, are you human?"

"I am." Huang Yuanwu's tone was still indifferent: "I am a human, either a beast or a demon. It depends on what confronts me. Yang Qin, if you are not a human, don't ask that your enemy is a human. How much is the value of benevolence, righteousness and morality in you?"

Yang Qin clenched his teeth, and he tried his best to get up from the ground, using his upper body to get himself up. While standing up, he forced himself not to kneel on the ground. Finally, he almost used all his strength to stand up from the ground. He glared at Huang Yuanwu fiercely and roared: "This has nothing to do with them! If anything, come to me!"

"Did you think of yourself as a saint?" Huang Yuanwu said coldly: "From your perspective, you want to protect your people and your family. But from my perspective, you are a murderer. You killed my father, occupied the imperial city, and died in countless royal family members and Qitian officials. Now you remember that you still have hometown? Do you know that you still have descendants and relatives? In this world, you only have relatives? Are other people's relatives all grass?"

Huang Yuanwu said, and also stood up, shook his shoulders, took off the cloak on his body, held the hilt of the Dongwang Sword in his hand, walked forward and stood on the steps of the hall, looking at Yang Qin who was panting under his feet, a fierce light burst out from his eyes, and said, "If you insist on not saying it, don't blame me for being ruthless. The crime you committed will kill all the people related to you, and it will not be enough to repay!"

Yang Qin's eyes were filled with vicious light. He stared at Huang Yuanwu fiercely, but he did not take a step forward, nor did he rush forward to fight Huang Yuanwu desperately. He knew that if he had any action, he would certainly die on the spot, but what Huang Yuanwu said was the truth. After he died, the entire Wangqin Provincial Committee would turn into a sea of ​​fire under Qi Tian's iron hooves, and all his hard work and expectations would also turn into bubbles.

There really is no winner in this battle.

After glaring at Huang Yuanwu for a long time, Yang Qin suddenly let out a long breath, his whole body sank, and he sat on the ground again, breathing more violently than before. Huang Yuanwu did not move, and he stood on the steps, looking at the person under his feet, feeling complicated.

In his plan, he really put the siege of Wang Qin first. In order to ensure the continuation of Qitian, Wang Qin, his hometown Wang Qin, may be the best target of conquering the conquest. If the food and grass of Wang Qin are robbed, the people of the imperial capital may survive the current snow disaster.
Chapter completed!