In the middle of the night, the wind and rain are dark.

Emperor Yuqing stood by the window and looked out the window.

His eyes were wide open, but he could not see anything.

An old insurgent came over and said tremblingly: "Your Majesty, rest! You will go to court tomorrow morning. Besides, the window is cold, be careful of catching a cold."

"I won't go to court tomorrow morning." The emperor shook his head gently: "You go down, I'll go to bed later."

The old insult shook his head helplessly and slowly retreated.

The emperor was still standing by the window and motionless, and the daytime situation was still vivid in front of him.

"Your Majesty, I have received many memorials and secret reports over the past few months, all of which have exposed the British King's use of his power for personal gain and oppressing the people."

"The King of England has always been a duty, how could he do such a thing?"

"I thought so at first, so I didn't take it seriously, but more and more people reported it, so I had to send someone to investigate. It turned out that it was really the case."

"As long as it is not too much, just a few words of warning. Although it is not as good as greedy as all officials, it is somewhat normal! Besides, he is still a royal family, which is related to the face of the royal family."

"Your Majesty is good, but King Ying is harboring evil intentions. Not only is he extremely corrupt, but he also recruits soldiers and horses in private. This is a serious crime! If you blindly indulge yourself, you will suffer endless disasters. What's more, the officialdom is now extravagant, and I have long been determined to rectify it! The so-called capturing the king first to capture the thief, and dealing with the King of England will naturally give the officialdom a great shock."

"It's better to wait until the Queen Mother comes back from summer vacation."

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother is the most merciful. He said that she wanted to let her know, so how can she deal with it? It's better to make a quick decision."

"Uncle..."

"His Majesty!"

"Since the emperor has decided, then do whatever you should do!"

"Your Majesty, don't misunderstand me. I just made suggestions. Maybe my tone is a little anxious, please forgive me."

"The emperor's uncle worked hard for the country all year round and made great contributions. I did not understand your hard work."

"I dare not! I am just doing my duty. Your Majesty must issue an order to deal with the King of England."

"Then let's cut off his title!"

"I'm afraid that this is not enough."

"What should I do according to the emperor's opinion?"

"Search to search the house and send it to Chaozhou!"

"Then... OK! Let's make a decision according to the emperor's wishes."

Because of the heavy rain, almost all the streets in Tiandu had pedestrians cut off.

But there was still a group of people advancing rapidly in the heavy rain.

The rain flowed down the black cloak on their bodies, throwing out a string of pearl-like water lines. The white crows embroidered on the chests of these people appeared and disappeared in the rainy night.

No one spoke, only the sound of horse hooves.

Everyone's face was cold and hard, as if it was carved from stone.

The Ying Palace was quickly surrounded, and Quan Qingshi stopped the horse at the main entrance of the palace. He wore a hat and his eyebrows looked even more gloomy. The rain-proof sheep horn lamp shone on the sheep's face, and he looked coldly at the plaque with red background and gold hanging on the lintel.

"Call the door." Quan Qingshi ordered his men.

Bai Yawei never slapped the door with his hands, but only used the hilt of his sword to knock it.

The person guarding the gate of the royal palace was frightened when he heard the knock on the door, and hurriedly put on his clothes, not even caring about hitting the umbrella.

As soon as the door bolt was pulled out, the door was pushed open. The gatekeeper was pushed and staggered to the ground. When he saw that the person coming was Bai Yawei, he was so scared that he collapsed on the ground and couldn't get up.

"Turn everyone in the mansion to the atrium!" Quan Qingshi shouted coldly: "No omissions are allowed in counting the number of people."

Most of the people in the Ying Prince's Mansion have fallen asleep. Being awakened in their sleep will cause instinctive horror.

The princess was dragged up by the maids and mothers. She put a few pieces of clothes on her body, and she didn't even have time to comb her hair, so she was driven out of the room by the Baiya Guard's people shouting.

Prince Ying was shocked and angry, and asked, "Who did you follow the order? Why should you treat me like this?!"

No one answered him, only the sharp blade came straight to him.

The dogs in the mansion kept barking, the voices were chaotic, and the cries came one after another.

"This... why was the house raided?!" Princess Ying felt her legs were weak. Their family was already careful enough. What happened?

The rain is still pouring down, and because it is a sinner, it is not allowed to use rain gear.

Hundreds of people from the British Palace were driven to the atrium, and everyone was soaked like a chicken that fell into the water.

Quan Qingshi sat on a chair under the eaves of the Grand Master, and someone held up a large butter cloth umbrella above his head.

His pale face looked particularly gloomy on a rainy night. He was obviously all here, but he just didn't move.

The people in the Ying Prince's Mansion were wet in the rain, trembling all over and could hardly stand.

Especially the princess, princesses and princesses, these female relatives were spoiled since childhood, and never suffered such pain.

"I want to meet the saint! I want to meet the queen mother!" The King of Ying shouted: "You Baiya Guards deceived their superiors and concealed their subordinates and unauthorized charges. I am the prince personally appointed by the late emperor! If you want to do anything to me with false charges, I will never accept it!"

"Look clearly, this is the emperor's imperial edict," Quan Qingshi said lazily: "Those charges are not falsely blamed for you out of thin air. All the evidences are there, and you cannot tolerate denying them. It's just that the emperor's grace is so great that you just withdraw your title and move your whole family to Chaozhou. If you are not grateful and have gained a goal, you will naturally have good things to wait for you."

Seeing Quan Qingshi bringing out the imperial edict, King Ying's heart was completely disheartened. It seemed that he had offended King Yong after all and could not gain a foothold.

Although it was an imperial edict issued by the emperor, no one knows that the emperor is now just a puppet.

King Ying sighed, lowered his head and stopped talking.

So what about royal nobles?

Now that King Yong is covering the sky with one hand, who can do anything he can do?

The rain is still falling, but it is a little lighter. Baiyawei is doing his work with decisiveness and will not delay it because of the rain.

First, lighten the property and industry in the mansion, and after registering, sealing all houses with seals.

Then check everyone in the mansion and take all the servants out of the circle and ban them.

Then several owners were taken away and detained.

After all the procedures are complete, these people will be sent away from Beijing.

Princess Ying was wet and shivering in the cold.

She looked at Quan Qingshi viciously, although everyone in the mansion thought that King Yong disliked King Ying, so she was seized and confiscated.

But she thought that it was Quan Qingshi who was interfering with it. This dead lame man must have tried every means to ruin the Ying Prince's Mansion because Su Baro holds a grudge against her.

"You will be retribution!" The princess shouted at Quan Qingshi: "That vixen must not die well!"

"Removing the brazier in the house." Quan Qingshi ordered coldly: "There is no need to change the clothes they have done."
Chapter completed!