The life of the Xianyu family through books

The capital city was destined to be anything but peaceful that night.

Yan Yu investigated Pan Dai's arrival at the palace as quickly as possible.

With no one above to control her, she became even more reckless.

The methods used were not compliant? Not at all.

That's the good thing about imperial society: as the law enforcement agency that conveys the emperor's will, being a little excessive or ruthless is not a problem as long as there are results.

The cat was given to her father, and she stayed behind.

In addition, the Nine Heavens flew in.

She now perfectly embodies the image of a henchman of the imperial court.

It's not a description, it's a realistic portrayal.

Some people, relying on their connections, act arrogantly and bossy towards her.

General Yan manually told people to shut up.

Dare to resist? We'll take you down immediately.

The guard dogs barked at them.

If you hold on, pounce on them and it'll be a dog-eat-dog fight.

No matter how fierce the dog, it will be defeated by its jaws.

It started with woof woof woof and ended with howl howl howl.

General Yan of Guanzhou, whose reputation for killing and ruthlessness is no longer just a topic of conversation in the capital, but has become a real and tangible reality.

The Five Cities Garrison became somewhat addicted to using the small camp's men from the very first time they tried to capture someone. In the past, it was common for them to go to the wrong place to arrest people and for the people to escape.

The capital city is too large. Although the five city garrisons are colleagues, they are in charge of different areas. Passing messages and coordinating manpower would waste a lot of time and even delay the opportunity.

But in today's operation, the men of Xiao'an Camp lived up to their reputation as brave warriors favored by the Duke of Dingguo. They were ruthless in pursuing and capturing people.

Some thieves, taking advantage of their familiarity with the terrain, ran fast and confused the thieves.

But these men from the north were relentlessly pursuing him.

They passed through houses, climbed onto rooftops, and were surrounded by a horse team.

They have their own set of hand gestures, and as darkness falls, they can also communicate using light signals.

From initial skepticism to current admiration.

The people of the Five Cities Garrison all shared the same feeling.

No wonder they were able to fight their way from the border into the capital; they deserve their military achievements!

……

The King of Han had already gone to sleep, but was woken up. He was already in a bad mood, and when he heard that his subordinates, whom he had painstakingly cultivated, had been captured one by one, his face turned so gloomy that it could drip water.

"Your Highness, that young General Yan doesn't give face to anyone, and coincidentally, our men ran right into her hands..."

"Fool!" King Han shouted, kicking the low stool at his feet, which flew off and landed on the person.

The middle-aged man, crawling on the ground, didn't even dare to hide.

"Now that things have come to this, you still think it's a coincidence? You must have left traces because you didn't clean up the mess properly beforehand, and the ambush outside the city left behind some clues," King Han said sinisterly.

"I know I was wrong, I know I was wrong," the middle-aged man hurriedly apologized.

After a long while, he stole a glance at his lord's face and boldly suggested, "Your Highness, right now the only thing we can do is to harden our hearts, sever all ties, and do our best to protect ourselves! We must not let anyone trace us back to our own head."

"You mean Yan Xiaoer also uncovered a drug den?"

Pan Dai couldn’t wait until dawn and immediately went to the palace to meet the emperor.

"Heh, I wonder which of my brothers was behind this. They're ruthless enough. Let our men get moving. Within a day, let the whole capital be in an uproar." King Han coldly ordered, "As for those people, cut them off."

"Yes."

"...You dare come looking for me? You've really screwed me over!"

The candlelight flickered, and the person speaking had their back to the door and window, completely blocking out the faint light.

The sound was barely audible, yet it couldn't mask the anxiety within.

"Sir, what are you afraid of? You are related to the county magistrate. We have been cooperating for many years. This business has been going on for a while. The storm is just a temporary thing. Just bear with it for a few more days. Once this storm passes, we will go back to what we were doing. There is a big shortage in the south. Everyone is waiting for the goods."

The speaker, with his head slightly bowed and back hunched, appeared to be in a subordinate position in the conversation. He addressed the speaker as "Sir," but showed little respect. He continued speaking slowly and deliberately, seemingly oblivious to his surroundings:

“We’re just trying to make a living by traveling all over the country. The tributes from the officials have never been less than generous. Right now, many of my men have been arrested. I beg you, sir, to find a way to get them out. I know the rules. I will make sure you don’t have to spend any money on bribes. When the men are brought out, I will also send you a thick red envelope.”

The official, enraged, shouted, "Who do you think I am? What right do I have to bail someone out of the Five Cities Military Command? If you can't handle it, get out of here! Don't contact me again. And don't think that just because I took your money, I'm tied to you for life. When that little kid who ran away was brought here, didn't I immediately send you a message? And before that, when you were catching lambs inside and outside the city, wasn't it always me who found a way to cover it up? Without me, how could you come and go so smoothly!"

"I took the money as it was my due. Now that we're in trouble, it's only right that we all flee for our lives. If you still want to get people out of trouble, you'd better save your own life first!"

"This is no longer your petty business of catching lambs. Let me tell you, this has caused a huge uproar! You haven't even bothered to find out how many people were arrested last night. Those soldiers from the north tied people up with ropes, it was a long, endless string of them."

"To tell you the truth, the prisons of the Five Cities Garrison are too full. Someone has been brought to our capital prefectural government office. You may have heard about this and that's why you came here. But you probably don't know that they don't trust us at all and have sent people to keep a close eye on us."

"You want me to bail someone out? I think you want me dead!"

Silence.

After a long silence, the soft popping of sparks broke the stillness.

"Sir, is it really impossible to save the person?"

"Don't even think about it, it's best to die."

There was another moment of silence.

"Sir, please accept this."

A bulging money bag was pushed towards them.

The official was so angry he laughed. "What are you doing? Are you trying to cling to me? Are you trying to drag me down with you?"
"Your Excellency has misunderstood." The man sighed deeply and said in a low voice, "When that moment comes, I'll buy the men and give them a good beating."

……

The next day was not a day for court assembly.

But the memorials from the officials poured into the palace like a storm sweeping up snowflakes.

They were stacked on the emperor's desk.

Different colored silk fabrics, mixed and matched, yet perfectly harmonious.

The old emperor slept a little longer today, which was unusual, because the commotion last night was so great. The poison doctor was actually hiding in the capital, and upon closer investigation, it was found that he had some connection with the Imperial Medical Academy.

Seriously? How ridiculous!
Such a strange thing has never been heard of in any dynasty.

It is both ridiculous and terrifying.

No wonder the emperor couldn't sleep soundly.

"Has Pan Dai submitted any memorials?"

"Your Majesty, there is only one," the eunuch beside him replied softly.

"Send it up."

The eunuch carrying the memorial in both hands moved with small, quick steps over the short distance.

The old emperor took the memorial but did not open it immediately.

Instead, he examined the thickness of the folded document and weighed it in his hand.

Then unfold it slowly and read it carefully.

During this time, only the soft sound of turning pages could be heard. The old emperor remained calm, his eyes lowered, and his expression did not change at all until he read to the very end.

"Excellent, this is my imperial city!" (End of Chapter)