Bai Yin had already walked to the front of the hall step by step in everyone's sight.

"Your Majesty, I wonder which play you are singing today? Let's listen to Xiaguan Ye. It's a coincidence that Xiaguan brought all the soldiers garrisoned in the camp outside the capital city, and all the guards from my East Factory are here to support you. Don't be nervous."

The guards of the East Factory were all stubborn people, and Bai Yin, as the governor of the East Factory, held 100,000 elite soldiers in his hands.

He brought people, which was the meaning of a bare-fruit threat.

The eldest prince's face changed immediately, and Mr. Tong's face was also ashen, but he remained calm. This was an old fox.

Mr. Tong's eyes turned and suddenly burst into laughter: "Why do you have to mobilize so many people? The emperor is still sick? If you know that we are so troubled today, you will definitely not be able to recover from the illness. Since the emperor is not here, let's wait until he is well prepared. As for whether the imperial edict is true or false, it will be clear when the emperor recovers from illness."

He knew that he could not fight head-on today. He ignored the East Factory and Bai Yin held 100,000 elite soldiers in the capital.

Even if it is less than 100,000, he is the one with the most troops in the capital.

Taiwei Tong's words were really a slap in the face, but everyone was still very proud of them.

Even Grand Master Yu stopped speaking out, as he agreed to his words.

Bai Yin left with a smile, without saying hello, with a very arrogant and arrogant attitude.

The eldest prince was stunned. All the civil and military officials had retired, and he was still sitting on the dragon throne stupidly.

"Grandpa! Why is this happening?"

Taiwei Tong stood aside and held the imperial edict in his hand tightly. Listening to his grandson's disbelief, he turned his head and glanced at him, "Nothing happens! How big is this!"

"They don't recognize me! They don't recognize me as the emperor!" The eldest prince lost his calmness.

Taiwei Tong narrowed his eyes, "If they don't recognize it, they will beat them until they recognize it. If they don't accept it, they will kill them!"

"Grandpa!" The prince's eyes emitted an astonishing light.

"Don't forget that we still have tens of thousands of private soldiers outside the capital. We are not afraid of confronting them. We just need to change our strategy to ascend the throne."

“Okay…”

As long as he can ascend the throne, the eldest prince will not be afraid of trouble.

The next day the emperor was critically ill, and the prince could not ascend to the throne legitimately.

On the third day, martial law was obviously in the capital, and more than twice the number of inspectors on the streets. These people had solemn expressions and cold eyes. The people did not dare to set up stalls when they saw this.

Even those gangsters began to calm down and did not dare to show up.

On the wide streets, there are often fast horses galloping. Those who are riding horses are wearing armor of not low level, as well as the flying fish guards of the East Factory, and some people dressed rigorously. They are in different directions, but each has a serious face and a solemn evil spirit spreads all over their bodies.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the capital is going to be in chaos.

Even the people began to stay at home, and except for some people who needed to support their families, they also had the courage to come out.

Until the fourth day, tens of thousands of people broke into the capital. They came in full force and killed everyone when they saw it, and innocent people were affected.

There were about 10,000 people in this group, holding weapons and not wearing formal soldiers' costumes. These people headed straight to the palace.

The leader of these soldiers turned out to be the eldest son of Taiwei Tong.

The innocent people killed by them dyed the streets of the capital red, and the color was extremely dazzling.
Chapter completed!