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The sun rises in the east, and its path is bright.

On the first morning court session after the Lantern Festival, all the civil and military officials going to the Golden Palace for court were stopped outside.

Standing outside the gate of Shendu were the people of Daxia, whose population had expanded from three hundred to one hundred thousand, and who had come to Shendu to seek justice from these kings, princes, generals and ministers.

One hundred thousand, far exceeding the number of people Xia Che had originally planned.

One hundred thousand, half of them were people in Dingxi County whose families were destroyed because of Xia Hong’s cruelty.

One hundred thousand people, walked through the bitter winter and heavy snow to the imperial city which they were supposed to never see in their lifetime.

All the guards guarding the city gates were pressed down under the city gates. The one who noticed the abnormality from the palace gate and turned back quickly was Tian Ding, who brought all the guards from the Imperial Guard Division to the city gate in person.

Following behind him were half of the courtiers who had rushed there after hearing the news.

Walking up the city wall, Tian Ding looked down at the people in coarse clothes and cloth shoes, who looked very sad, and his steps couldn't help but stagger.

Xia Che, standing in front of these people in a white shirt, had already, with the support of the people, refined his already outstanding imperial aura to the point that his subjects wanted to kowtow to him when they saw him.

Whether it was hatred or resentment, joy or sadness, there was not a single trace of it in Xia Che.

With his skinny body of flesh and blood, he carries the thoughts of the people of Daxia.

Once you perceive something, you must do something.

He is the Lord of all people, who is supported by all the people and has risen from the fields to the pinnacle of power.

"Tian... Lord Tian, ​​look at this scene, are you rebelling?"

Tian Ding leaned against the stone wall and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "We are bringing civilians with us, and we are asking for justice. How can this be considered a rebellion?"

"Then...should we let them in?"

One hundred thousand people. One hundred thousand people.

If any rebellion occurs, the people and officials of this divine capital will be beaten to death.

Tian Ding is the general of the Imperial Guard. Tian Ding was also a city defender left behind by Shen Jinmo early on to prevent any bloodshed in the invasion of the people.

He asked loudly, "I wonder why you brought so many people into the capital?"

Tian Ding needs the answer, the people of this divine capital need peace of mind, and Xia Che needs it to be announced to the world even more.

"The emperor had his secret guards poison Dingxi County for no reason, causing the deaths of 15,649 people in Dingxi County. We want justice."

"The Grand Tutor devoted his entire life to the country and the people, but in the end he was charged with treason until his death. We want justice."

"The commander of our Northern Frontier Army returned victoriously, but was detained in the palace by treacherous officials. We, the soldiers who defend the country for the people, demand justice."

"Taxes have been raised year after year, and thousands of people have starved to death in our county this winter. We want justice."

"My daughter was abducted and raped to death by the rich and powerful. I will make them pay with blood."

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Without Xia Che saying a word, the people who came from all over Daxia had already displayed the sufferings of the people and the tragic conditions of the mountains and rivers before the eyes of this city of power.

Xia Che raised the sword at his waist and stopped talking for a moment: "I, Xia Che, will lead the people of Great Xia to ask for justice from the officials of the Divine Capital, the nobles of the Emperor, and the Lord of the Throne."

"Give me justice, we want to live."

"Give me justice, we want to live."

One call led to a hundred responses. Although there was no actual rebellion, the momentum for rebellion was already there.

Amid public resentment, no one dared to take the first step, and no one dared to risk plunging the City of God into chaos.

Even Tian Ding felt hesitant when facing this army of thousands of people that was aimed directly at the civil and military officials in the court.

There is no way to retreat if you attack by force, but everyone is afraid of actively facing danger and entering the city wall.

Thinking of the figures of Shen Jinmo and Shen Jun leaving side by side, thinking of the countless times Shen Jinmo had escaped death over the years, thinking of Xie Nanxing bowing to him, Tian Ding turned around and stepped down from the city wall.

The door of a carriage that was parked low-key on the side of the road was opened, and out walked Xie Nanxing, who, even in the presence of a god, dared not take a step forward, and headed towards the city gate with his frail body.

He couldn't sacrifice himself to save the people like Chen Luo did, but as someone whose life was saved by Chen Luo, he should open the gate between the common people and the powerful for Chen Luo's husband.

The crowd unconsciously rushed towards Xie Nanxing, and all kinds of confused words fell into Xie Nanxing's ears.

"Thank... Why is Xie Nanxing here?"

"When did he come back?"

"What is he doing here?"

"He is Shen Jinmo's husband. If he is seen by these people seeking justice, won't he lose his life?"

"Thank...Xie Nanxing, please let them in. What if they hurt us?"

Xie Nanxing, who was tightly protected by Mo Ping and Lu Bai, looked calmly at the person asking, "His Highness protects all the people in the world. You are all his people. He will definitely protect you."

The discussions around them never stopped, but those who were blocking Xie Nanxing's progress began to gradually make way.

The soldiers guarding the city gate wanted to step forward to stop them, but were frightened by a look from their leader.

It is not only the Divine Capital that is suffering in this world. The common people who live in the Divine Capital and the officials who work hard at the grassroots level are also in danger of losing their jobs due to the turmoil in imperial power.

Someone took the first step for them, and when it succeeded, they just sat back and reaped the benefits.

If we lose, the blame will naturally fall on the people who opened the city.

The city gate was tall. Xie Nanxing placed his hands on the wooden pillars that supported the city gate, tearing a gap in the gate of imperial power.

"Open the city gates, welcome His Highness into the city, and welcome our Great Xia Crown Prince into the Imperial City!"

Seeing that the people outside the city gate came to seek justice, Tian Ding had no intention of breaking into the city. He rushed to Xie Nanxing with his guards and accompanied him to open the city gate completely.

The holy light spread into the divine capital. Xie Nanxing smiled at Xia Che, then prostrated himself before Xia Che.

"I, Xie Nanxing, kowtow to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. May His Royal Highness live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years."

Tian Ding became the first among all the officials in the divine capital to kneel and welcome the new emperor.

"Your Highness the Crown Prince, I respectfully welcome you into the city. May Your Highness live a thousand years and a thousand thousand years."

When Tian Ding knelt, all the guards and civilians at the city gate knelt down towards Xia Che.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a thousand years old."

The sound shook the sky, shattering the dark clouds that had been shrouding the capital of Gods for years.

Xia Che brought sunshine and rain to the people of Luoan who had been oppressed by power and became poor.

"I will not only seek justice for the people behind me, but I will also seek justice for you and for every person in Daxia who has suffered an injustice."

"Long live the prince."

"Long live the new king."

"Long live the new king."

From a thousand years to ten thousand years, from kneeling in public to cheering sincerely.

No one noticed when the treacherous minister who opened the city gate himself disappeared into the crowd. The people of the capital, who were used to hunching their backs, followed Xia Che and strode forward with their backs straight.

They didn't know where they were going, but they all knew that following Xia Che, there would be bright light wherever they looked.