Chapter 1501: Chapter 1505: The Final Arrangent
That day, in the street battle, countless were killed or wounded. Only when Jin Zijin captured Jin Tianyuan did the battle co to a halt.
Jin Tianzhong died on the spot, while Jin Tianyuan beca a prisoner.
All of this was rely a sche set up by the Emperor!
At the ti, Jin Tianyuan did not understand, but during these days in the deadly prison cell, he figured it all out.
To the victor goes the spoils; he had nothing more to say.
“Jin Tianyuan, do you admit your guilt?”
Jin Tianyuan gave a bitter smile and said indifferently, “I, Jin Tianyuan, take responsibility for what I did. I only ask for a swift end!”
The Emperor sneered, “Your cris are not so simple that a swift end is enough. At this point, is there nothing you want to ask?”
Jin Tianyuan lifted his head and asked, “Indeed, I have many doubts. First, is the Emperor truly ill?”
The courtiers all looked at the Emperor, as this was sothing everyone wanted to know.
The Emperor responded indifferently, “The illness is real, but not as severe as you all thought. I was ill, so I turned the situation to my advantage.”
Jin Tianyuan’s face was ashen as he murmured, “So you set nurous traps, just to lure us into Beijing?”
A glimr of appreciation flashed in the Emperor’s dark eyes, and he said, “Indeed, how could I destroy you without luring you into Beijing? To subdue the fifteen thousand troops in Beiping completely would certainly be more challenging than dealing with Xining earlier. By drawing you into Beijing, although there was heavy casualties, the battle wouldn’t last too long and wouldn’t cause as much prolonged suffering to the people.”
“So that’s it!” Jin Tianyuan said with a bitter smile, “The Emperor can also use this opportunity to rid himself of those disloyal to him?”
“Yes, exactly that!”
It turned out their lives were always within the Emperor’s calculations.
If they wanted to survive, the best way was to stay put in Beiping, waiting for the ergence of a vanquished Monarch.
Jin Tianyuan still rembered his father’s words to them before he died, saying that this generation’s Emperor was extraordinarily talented and cunning, far more formidable than they had imagined.
The fact that he could ascend to the throne without bloodshed was the best proof.
Your grandfather did not believe this, underestimated the Emperor, and you must rember not to act rashly before the Emperor’s demise.
If the next Monarch is Jin Zijin, warn your descendants not to act rashly either.
But they didn’t listen!
Jin Tianyuan took a deep breath, looking at the Emperor and asked again, “Second, I want to know where King Jin has gone?”
The Emperor was montarily stunned, then sighed lightly, “Where have they gone? I truly don’t know. Of course, they managed to escape the Zongrenfu because I let them. I prepared many things for them, but they probably didn’t trust and left on their own. The world is vast, who would know where they’ve gone?”
Lin Xingyi felt a bit heartbroken upon hearing this, having only received the secret ssage from Eunuch Wan, saying that the Emperor arranged for King Jin and his consort to leave, yet no one knew their whereabouts. Now even the Emperor claims ignorance, so who could know?
But on second thought, not knowing is perhaps for the best; not knowing might be the greatest protection for them.
After hearing this, Jin Tianyuan nodded slightly and said no more.
He knew everything he needed to know; he resigned himself to whatever fate awaited him.
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After returning from the Imperial Palace, Gu Youyou fell ill. Since being captured by Yu Jizi, traversing through Nanzhao, then to Qiuci, and then racing back to Beijing as if on a mission, she had been under extre ntal stress the entire ti. For a body that was never particularly strong, it had been severely overtaxed.
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