Chapter 462: Prison cart

The east spit out a fish belly white.

On the roof of the Heavenly Prison, on the ground, sprinkled a layer of chilling blood. Some blood hadn't even coagulated.

The prison guards walked out of the big prison, looking at this scene, one by one, their hearts were trembling.

If Chen prison guard hadn't been there last night, they didn't know how many of these people would have died. The consequences were unimaginable.

Xiao Jin was in a cold sweat.

The cold wind of early spring couldn't blow away the sweat beads on his body.

He walked quickly to Chen Guanlou. "Official, are you okay."

Chen Guanlou threw the standard-issue waist saber to the prison guard to wipe, washed his hands earnestly, and said nonchalantly: "The ones who came last night were all pawns, not worth mentioning. Today is the most critical. The most powerful characters will definitely appear today."

"Does the official mean that today is very dangerous?"

"Quite dangerous. So, after escorting the person to the altar, you take the boys below and leave quickly, don't linger to watch the fun, be careful to lose your life."

"This this... this is the sacrificial ceremony. Not only did the Embroidered Uniform Guard come out in full force, but even the Beijing Camp arranged thousands of soldiers. Who is so bold to dare to make trouble at the sacrificial ceremony."

"You underestimate the courage and ambition of some people. We small pawns, don't think so much, you just do as I say. In short, life is important."

"Will there be danger on the road?" Xiao Jin asked with fear.

Chen Guanlou thought about it. "Should not be. Moving on the road has no meaning. The Great Ming Prince didn't die last night, it doesn't matter whether he dies today or not."

Xiao Jin was in a state of confusion, why the Great Ming Prince didn't die yesterday, and today it became meaningless, it doesn't matter whether he dies or not? What is the reason for this.

Chen Guanlou didn'

He urged the prison guards to have a full meal and wash up, and he even had the Great Ming Prince washed and cleaned once more.

The prison guards changed into clean, neat uniforms, and the Great Ming Prince also put on a set of white prison robes, specially made for today. Only when white clothes are stained with bright red blood can they more effectively stimulate the visual senses of the crowd.

The Great Ming Prince had been denied food and water for an entire night, and his lips were somewhat cracked.

Chen Guanlou signaled the prison guards to take a cloth strip dipped in water and wipe the Great Ming Prince's lips.

The Great Ming Prince thirstily licked the precious water and protested, "Give me water to drink!"

"Drink too much water and you'll have to urinate, which is easy to lose face and lose your dignity. Great Ming Prince, everyone is hoping for you to die with dignity, not to die in a filthy, wretched state. You are a benchmark; the people of the world are all watching you. Are you sure you want to drink water?"

With Chen Guanlou's single question, the Great Ming Prince gritted his teeth and ultimately gave up the request for water.

He sighed and gave a bitter laugh, "Prison Clerk Chen, you really know how to manipulate the human heart. Even though my heart hates you and wishes you were dead, I have to acknowledge your words and follow your instructions. Fine, fine, I won't drink. I, the Great Ming Prince, am upright and honorable; I want the people of the world to see how sinister and cruel the old Emperor is, while I am merely suffering for the people. I will never show fear in death."

"Good! That is the Great Ming Prince people have in mind." Chen Guanlou took the opportunity to play the cheerleader, pumping up the Great Ming Prince, and also pumping up the prison guards present.

The time has come!

Set off!

The Great Ming Prince was locked into the prisoner cart.

The gates of the Heavenly Prison slowly opened.

Outside, the people from the Six Shanmen were already fully prepared.

Chen Guanlou led dozens of prison guards to personally escort the Great Ming Prince to the altar in the north of the city.

People said the altar was built to be grand and imposing, and the old Emperor was exceptionally satisfied. The court officials could find no fault with it.

That fellow Jiang Tu certainly has a knack for construction.

The prisoner cart started moving and slowly exited the Heavenly Prison.

Chen Guanlou walked behind the cart, blending into the prison guards, keeping an eye on the situation all around.

There were too many unfamiliar faces and too many hostile gazes, but there was no killing intent. They were merely following.

His prediction was correct; after last night, whether or not to kill the Great Ming Prince was already meaningless. The Great Ming Prince arriving safely at the altar might better serve the interests of certain people.

These hostile gazes were more like surveillance, ensuring no one interfered along the way. If anyone were to act rashly, perhaps these people would resolve the issue before the Six Shanmen even had to step in.

The morning in the capital was very lively.

Today was especially lively, as if the entire population of the capital had come to the roadsides in the north of the city. The crowds of onlookers were three layers deep inside and three layers deep outside, packed tight. The roadsides were crowded, and the teahouses and taverns along the way were equally packed with people.

This was a rare sight, and one had to join in the excitement. The dinner table conversation for the next twenty years would depend on today.

Whether one could show off in front of others and whether one could brag until others were convinced would all depend on today.

Therefore, the onlookers widened their eyes, swearing to see every detail clearly and remember it well.

Xiao Jin and his group were very nervous. They even walked with the same foot forward at one point.

Chen Guanlou kicked them, and the prison guards finally managed to overcome their nervousness. But they still kept straight faces, appearing exceptionally serious.

The Six Shanmen surrounded the prisoner cart, guarding all sides, appearing as if facing a formidable enemy.

Embroidered Uniform Guards and government soldiers had mixed into the crowd. He recognized familiar faces among the Embroidered Uniform Guards. The government soldiers were easy to identify because their behavior and conduct were clearly different from ordinary citizens.

Although there were many onlookers, with the Six Shanmen clearing the way, the path was clear.

Seeing that they were about to reach the altar, the top of the altar could already be seen in the distance.

The Great Ming Prince suddenly became agitated, standing on the prisoner cart and shouting that Emperor Taixing had lost his virtue and support, and the Great Ming world would be finished sooner or later!

The onlookers suddenly froze, as if they had all been hit by a pause button at the same time. In the vast outdoor space, apart from the sound of the wind, there was not a single sound.

The prison guards panicked.

Chen Guanlou scolded, "What are you panicking about? Keep moving. Great Ming Prince, if you don't want to be gagged and still want to speak when you see His Majesty later, you had better shut your mouth now. Otherwise, I will gag you shut. By the time you reach the altar, you won't even have the chance to speak."

The Great Ming Prince:...

He looked down at Chen Guanlou, "Why must Prison Clerk Chen be so heartless?"

"Have you learned to shut up?" Chen Guanlou asked sternly, like a heartless robot.

The Great Ming Prince gave a laugh, "Fine, I'll shut up. The people of the capital have all been bewitched by the imperial court; they are all numb and indifferent."

"You are wrong. It's not that they are bewitched, but that His Majesty understands the principle that a rabbit doesn't eat the grass around its burrow. Generally speaking, the people of the capital have been living quite well these years. Apart from rising prices, there have been no other natural or man-made disasters. Even when the court raises taxes, it always avoids the capital. This is the blessing of the capital's people, and because of this, the capital's people's approval of the court and His Majesty is far higher than in the provinces."

This is why most people in the capital cannot understand why the people in the provinces are always thinking of rebelling. If they have a good life, why aren't they willing to live peacefully? Why do they have to cause trouble for the court?

Little do they know, the people in the provinces have no good life at all, let alone a stable one.

The imperial court is the biggest factor preventing the people from having stability; it can be said to be the culprit.