Even when the city was under siege, there were still people wandering in a drunken stupor.
Urgent reports of defeat were sent to the capital city and into the ears of those in power. Some people were worried about their future, while others were enjoying the time they had left and squandered their remaining time. The emperor of Beiyuan was undoubtedly the former. He was worried about the future of Beiyuan, but he was more worried about the fate of the Yi family. In order to save the situation, he had tried his best, but in the end, he was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
"Get out — all of you —"
The huge pressure made him lose control of his emotions. The palace maids and imperial concubines screamed in fear, which made him even more annoyed.
He pulled out his sword and stabbed it into the chest of his beloved concubine, who was closest to him. He watched her slowly fall to the ground with her hand over her heart, and the mat under her was covered with blood. Only then did he regain some calmness. This was not the first time such a situation had happened. As the war became more serious, the enemy marched straight in and conquered one city after another of the North Abyss. This ambitious Emperor Yi went crazy, and his temperament became even more ruthless and cruel than before. The imperial concubines did not dare to come close to him at this time. Who knew when he would go crazy and stab himself to death?
Now this "beloved concubine" was also unscrupulous in order to climb up. Unfortunately, the emperor was in a bad mood, so he killed her to vent his anger.
"Get out — all of you —"
The emperor killed another two palace maids with his sword, and then he completely calmed down.
Because of the emperor's antics, the originally warm palace gave people a bone-piercing chill.
At this time, the eunuch serving the emperor came forward to deliver something. The emperor saw it and hurriedly asked him to serve it.
It was called Immortal Powder. It was rare and precious. After taking it, one would feel refreshed and revitalized. It could also stimulate inspiration and relieve stress. Recently, the emperor had a headache because of Jiang Pengji's attack on Beiyuan, so he became more and more dependent on the Immortal Powder.
After taking the Immortal Powder, the irritable emperor was like a placated tiger. He lazily lay on the dragon throne, looking dreamy and comfortable.
The palace maids and eunuchs were secretly relieved to see that.
The emperor could calm down for a few hours after taking the Immortal Powder. During these hours, there was no need to worry that he would go crazy and kill people.
Of course, that was not enough.
After a quarter of an hour, the emperor's face was flushed, and his breath was hot.
He uncomfortably pulled his collar, and the thing three inches below his navel stood up energetically. "Come —"
The eunuch, who was in charge of the attendants, looked around and fixed his eyes on a beautiful palace maid. He casually pointed and signaled for her to come forward and serve.
The Immortal Powder had been popular in Beiyuan for a long time, and it was a must-have for many men.
As mentioned before, Beiyuan aristocratic families were crazy about reproduction.
Not to mention pampering their wives and concubines every day, they wished they could pamper seven or eight wives and concubines in one night and impregnate them. However, if they did too many of these things, they would not be able to do it. Faced with the predicament of kidney deficiency, they began to take the "Immortal Powder" in order to regain their masculinity. Just by sticking to it, a man's self-esteem would be restored. Not only would he feel refreshed and quick-witted, but he would also be able to stand firm in bed.
Emperor Yi had been using the Immortal Powder for a few years now and was increasingly reliant on it.
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Sometimes, he would hold a banquet to reward his officials, and he would allow them to enjoy his unconceived concubines.
Of course, the Yi family had done a lot of ridiculous things during his reign.
The palace maid named by the eunuch was only 13 or 14 years old, but she did not dare to resist. She could only step forward timidly.
After a while, screams of pain spread throughout the palace.
The eunuch who made the arrangements was still indifferent, but he murmured, "Poor thing. What a sin."
It was not only the Yi family's sin, but also their minions.
In such a chaotic environment, those who still had conscience could only choose to go along with the evil to protect themselves.
Those who refused to obey had died a long time ago.
An hour later, the dying palace maid was put in a sack and carried out of the palace. The eunuch who served the emperor entered.
"What time is it now?"
The emperor looked lazy, and there was an inexplicable decadence between his eyebrows.
The eunuch answered obediently. The emperor snorted and put on his clothes with the help of the eunuch.
"Go — summon the ministers and discuss how to fight against the enemy."
The emperor yawned. The growing drowsiness made him very uncomfortable, but he still had to pull himself together to deal with political affairs.
In fact, there was no good solution even after the discussion.
The treasury of Beiyuan was empty, and the armaments were shabby. There was no decent army to stop the enemy's advance.
The emperor said discontentedly, "So what if the treasury is empty when the country's survival is at stake?"
The ministers couldn't help but grumble.
Even a fool wouldn't ask this question. If the treasury was empty and there was no money to equip the army, who would go to war and die?
There were too many ministers in the Beiyuan imperial court. They usually shared the benefits, but when it was really necessary for them to give advice, they all dropped the ball. The emperor's meaning was clear. If the treasury was empty, let the ministers take out their wealth to form an army to fight against the enemy!
Seeing that the ministers pretended not to know, the emperor's anger rose again.
"All of you are the ministers who receive the salary of Beiyuan. Now that the country is in danger, there is nothing you can do?" Since the hint didn't work, he would just say it directly. The emperor reprimanded the ministers angrily, trying to make them take out their wealth to fill the gap.
How could the ministers agree to that?
Jiang Pengji had almost conquered half of Beiyuan in such a short time. Could they still fight back in a desperate situation?
The destruction of Beiyuan was a foregone conclusion. Even if they took out their wealth, it would be like throwing meat buns at a dog.
Only fools would bet their wealth on the broken ship of Beiyuan. It wouldn't be as simple as being trapped. Maybe even the lives of the whole clan would be sacrificed.
No matter what the emperor said, the ministers were playing Tai Chi and feigning civility.
In the end, the furious emperor drew his sword and killed a few ministers who were not pleasing to the eye.
Under the threat of their lives, a few ministers finally relented and said they would go back to raise money and grain.
As soon as they left the palace, their expressions changed.
Emperor Yi was completely crazy. There was no future for him to continue to follow such a tyrant. It was better to follow Jiang Pengji.
If they followed Jiang Pengji, even if they couldn't maintain their current status, they had a strong foundation and wouldn't have to worry about wealth and glory for the rest of their lives.
These aristocratic families were blood-sucking worms that sucked the blood of Beiyuan dry. How could they not have a strong foundation?
It was too rich!
When Jiang Pengji heard that the emperor had secretly sent people to confiscate the property they had collected, even she, who was experienced and knowledgeable, was a little surprised.
A small aristocratic family actually had all kinds of items that only the emperor could use. There was even more gold and silver.
"I thought Zhongzhao was the rich ones. I didn't expect the real rich ones to be these rubbish chickens."
Jiang Pengji sneered and threw the account book aside. The idea of killing the rich ones to enrich the private treasury became stronger.
The account book made her even more determined to wipe out the aristocratic families of Beiyuan.
However, the aristocratic families of Beiyuan always had a lower limit.
Jiang Pengji could "broaden her horizons" every time.
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