"What?"
Yongqi almost fell from the soft couch, and the eunuch beside him hurriedly held him. Yongqi's breathing was not steady, and he rushed over eight hundred miles to take an urgent look. After looking at it, he slammed the table and ordered with a fierce expression,
"Send An Guangxing to suppress them. Kill all the rebellious disaster victims."
With this Imperial edict, those pitiful disaster victims were out of luck, becoming burial objects for power.
Just as Ji Shuisheng thought, he would rather kill the wrong person than let them go. As long as they were male disaster victims around Fu County, they were all killed without leaving one alive.
Far from the border, Wan Yulin snorted when he received the Emperor's Imperial edict. 'He wants to use the Imperial title to trick me back. Is Yongqi impatient?'
"General."
