6 Unrest within the Imperial City (1/2)

That night the guards rode through the imperial city, with a list of names of people they needed to find an arrest. The clouds covered the moon, shielding the light of the moon from shining down upon the secrecy of the guards.

The entire imperial city was plunged into a state of chaos.

The night filled with the sounds of horses galloping throughout the city, the sounds of screams of those who were arrested carried by the fierce winds blew throughout the city.

Screams of those unwilling to silently go along with guards screamed atop their lungs, to let it be known that they were being arrested. They put up a struggle that was useless in the end.

It seemed that this would not settle down quietly.

The deployment of guards brought people back to the events that occurred seven years ago.

To this day, that event still sent shivers down their backs.

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As morning came, the remnants left from the night before were still in the streets. The debris from the previous night's struggles served as a reminder

It was early in the morning when there was a notice posted on the bulletin, informing the citizens of consort Ning's grand burial into the imperial mausoleum three days later, the auspicious day on the calendar.

There was no one that dared to talk about any rumors. Everyone was silent as they went on with their everyday lives, whether they were setting up shops, or working as labors in another place.

The usually busy and bustling capital that was once the center of noise and gossip was now solemnly going about their everyday lives. In fact, it seemed that the grand burial a few days from today would be even more festive than this current atmosphere.

There were some citizens who went to the marketplace to buy some meat from the local butcher, only to realize that the butcher had been arrested because his sister was a midwife that had been present during consort Ning's labor.

The could only hang their heads low to walk away without their poultry. At least they could settle for a nice, good bowl of plump grain rice from the grain seller, who sold the best grains within the capital, no one can deny that every grain is plump and carefully picked at the height of the harvest, for the best flavors of nature.

Wait, the grain seller had also been arrested because his daughter was also midwife a that was present during that doomed labor.