In Love With My Fierce Farming Wife!
Chapter 1162 - 1074: Want to Provoke Me?

Chapter 1162: Chapter 1074: Want to Provoke Me?

With a slight smile, he picked up the bowl, sipped from it, and gently fed the Little Sugar Bean in his arms.

The weather was cold, and even though screens were set up against the wind and canopies overhead blocked the snow at the top of the Return to Virtue Tower, it was still outdoors, and truly cold.

Even though everyone was bundled up like bulky penguins, sitting still for a long time still left them shivering from the cold.

Compared to the unending commotion on the stage, the crowd braving the cold to watch the lanterns below remained incredibly enthusiastic, with the number of people actually increasing over time, especially crowded at the exit, packed densely with people. The Imperial Guard deployed almost in full force but still could not stop the unprecedented surge of enthusiasm from these people.

Everyone pushed forward, trying to get a clear view of the figure in bright yellow sitting on the dragon throne in the center.

This was a rare opportunity to see the emperor up close!

Such a rare opportunity!

"Move back, move back, everyone move back! Don’t push forward anymore, stop pushing!"

The soldiers responsible for public order simply couldn’t contain the people’s excitement, getting pushed further and further back. The path reserved for His Majesty and his entourage was gradually overtaken by the public, the space getting smaller and smaller...

Chaos was everywhere!

Qin Yi watched the disturbance below Xuande Gate Tower with a cold eye and an odd, faint smile on his lips, allowing the conflicts to slowly start erupting.

No one knew who started it first, but suddenly in the crowd, some people began attacking the officials and soldiers in charge of public order.

In the blink of an eye, the conflict erupted!

The two sides clashed rapidly, and soon, people began to fall.

As people fell to the ground, the situation began to escalate, immediately inciting a large-scale public disturbance. Those trapped inside wanted to get out, while those on the outside were blocked by even more people from the outskirts, unable to retreat. When the wall falls, everybody pushes! As the human wall suddenly collapsed, those crowding in from behind trampled over the heads and backs of the people in front, cries of shock, screams of agony, shouts... rose and fell in waves, the public frantic to escape.

Meanwhile, on the stage, they were performing the opera "Mu Guiying Takes Command," with deafening gongs and drums.

The Dan role on stage, holding a spear, spun and danced as smoothly as a soaring dragon.

"Today, as I take command and set off on the expedition, they must choose another capable person...

The family hears the news from the border, hearts swell with courage, and Mu Guiying sets off to protect the nation once more.

Twenty years without armor and not once in battle, ah, can they say I have no loyalty for my country and my people...

Below the stage, Su Pan’er observed the riot.

Qin Yi did not move, and she moved even less.

Her gaze remained on the Dan role on stage, watching the elegance of his movements as if a dragon in flight.

"Suddenly the drums and horns sound, stirring up my ambition to break through the heavens.

In those days, majestic on my peach blossom steed, enemy blood splashed on my pomegranate skirt.

As long as I live, my duty must be fulfilled, not an inch of land can belong to others.

Feudal lords, mere jesters, not worth mentioning, with one sword I can hold back a hundred thousand soldiers..."

Below the stage, the scale of the riot escalated, the officials and soldiers clearly unable to suppress it anymore. Swathes of people fell, which in turn affected the officials and soldiers, continuously being pushed over. Soon, the soldiers near the left corner of the Xuande Gate Tower faced intense encirclement, their blood spraying, staining the high red lanterns several meters tall.

Many years later, history books would specifically record this night’s skirmish, which eventually became known as "The Battle of the Xuande Gate Tower"!

This battle was demented! It was also one in which the number of dead and wounded was dreadful! Moreover, it was the battle that established Emperor Jiantai’s consolidation of power and secure hold over his realm!

The feudal lords had gone completely mad!

After being repeatedly pushed behind the scenes by Emperor Jiantai, they finally exploded on this day!

Hundreds of civil and military ministers were implicated one after another, and the sheer number of people involved was so enormous that, days after the incident at the front gate, the executioner’s blade became notched from use, and he couldn’t even hold his chopsticks steady while eating. In the days that followed, he couldn’t bear to touch meat or fish; blood flowed into rivers on the ground, and the dark red blood gathered in the drains and formed ice, completely clogging the under-river.

The stench of blood lingered for three months!

The battle gradually spread to the top of the Return to Virtue Tower, with more and more soldiers joining the fray. Both sides fought to the death, and in their desperation to survive, everyone’s eyes turned blood-red.

Qin Yi sat upright on top of the Return to Virtue Tower, his back ramrod straight!

By his side, his wife and children clung tightly to him, equally straightening their backs, facing this sudden internal chaos.

Being in the midst of it all was the most vivid lesson for Little Yanyan!

In the many years that followed, when speaking of that night, her memory still carried a hint of fear!

"At that time, I didn’t feel afraid at all, because by my side sat my father Emperor and Empress Mother. Seeing their faces serene, the panic welling up in my heart disappeared without a trace, no shadow. It is just a pity for those innocent commoners..."

The First Princess, filled with compassion, couldn’t help but recite the Rebirth Curse several times for those commoners who were innocently used to dare death.

At that moment, the sounds of drums and music on the opera stage didn’t stop in the slightest, and the Dan role kept on singing its high-pitched song.

"It’s not that I stood aside, indifferent to national calamity, the sight of the marshal’s seal evoking so many past emotions.

The Yang Family General sacrificed himself, forgetting his home to stabilize the nation; triumphant songs return, while I add a new tomb to receive grace.

Celebrating peace, within the Court small factions jostle for advancement; when flames of war rise again, the marshal’s seal is sent back to the Yang’s door.

A journey of thousands of miles to quell the demon clouds, a hundred thousand valiant soldiers sweep away the dust.

Capturing the thieves and kings, exterminating the hordes of bandits, The Three Armies chant triumphant songs together..."

The giant red lanterns burning a few meters high cast a deeper glow; the dark red light like blood, illuminating the surrounding Asura Sea!

This ordeal continued until midnight before it gradually calmed down.

The Dan role had long since been replaced, and the song had changed on the opera stage, but the beating of the drums continued their relentless sound.

"Stop!"

Qin Yi finally stretched out his hand and called a halt.

Suddenly, all sounds on the stage ceased, leaving only the whistling of the wind brushing past one’s ears.

Guards on the Xuande Gate Tower repeatedly joined the battle.

By now, aside from the twenty or thirty guards and secret guards, only Su Pan’er and others were still seated in their original chairs.

The women from the Imperial Harem’s Palace brought out were no longer concerned about the cold; either their faces were tear-stained, or they had run off in panic, only to be cut down by the guards close to them. A few who remained also looked pale, shivering and shrinking in place.

"You want to challenge me? Fine! Just see if you have the ability!"

Qin Yi laughed loudly a few times before suddenly flinging his sleeve: "Come! Arrest all these traitorous bastards and take them away!"

On the streets, the commoners who could escape had already done so; those who did not die had been captured. Those still standing in place were naturally Qin Yi’s close retinue.

Ye Han and Marquis Yingwu, standing tall, upon hearing His Majesty’s words, saluted with a fist and took command, quickly beginning to clean up the aftermath.

Qin Yi slowly turned his head, his eyes gradually brightening, sparkling like stars, like the moon.

End

Note: The excerpt of the Peking opera "The Female General Mu Guiying Takes Command" within the text is taken from Baidu.