Lu Shunfu murmured in agreement, "Holy Emperor, why lower yourself to the level of those troublemakers? They must have been paid off by the Prince Qing Mansion to stir up support for them! When it comes down to it, it's only because they fear you, Holy Emperor!"
How could Zhou Yang be fooled by such placating words?
His eyes were bloodshot with rage as he gasped, "Summon Prince Xuan Heng!"
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For the next two days, the gates of the Prince Qing Mansion remained wide open. The imperial guard was still posted there on orders, but they were no longer on high alert as they had been at first. Not only had they grown familiar with the people of the Prince Mansion, but they would even exchange occasional greetings with the common folk passing by.
"Still at it, Brother Li?"
"Yeah. Off to buy some groceries, Brother Wang?"
"I'm stewing a big goose tonight. I'll bring some over for you to have with your drinks!"
"Oh, thanks a million!"
"Don't mention it."
