"As expected..."

In the bustling city, Chen Ming was sitting alone in his room, sitting quietly.

In front of him, Hemdan and Zhao Qing were standing, their faces looking a little ugly at the moment.

"Governor, we are a step late."

Looking at Chen Ming in front of him, Hemdan had an ugly expression. He knelt down on one knee in front of Chen Ming and said in a deep voice: "After we arrived in Xiangzhou, the governor's clan members were no longer there. That's what we inquired about." Judging from the situation, it seems that he was recruited to the Imperial Capital by the Queen's order."

"Hemdan is not doing his job well, please punish the Governor!"

He knelt down on one knee, his face looking very heavy.

"It doesn't matter."

Looking at his appearance, Chen Ming shook his head slightly and seemed not to care about the matter.

In fact, he had already anticipated this result.

Daqian Tianxia still exists, and he is still the supreme ruler of the world at this moment.

The Queen issued orders in the name of Da Gan, and few people in the world dared to disobey her except for those few holy places.

The same is naturally true for Chen Qizhi and the Chen family.

I am afraid that not long after Chen Yu left the imperial capital, the queen had already ordered the entire Chen family to be recruited into the capital.

"First it was my father, and then the next one was probably me."

On the spot, Chen Ming stood up, looked at the scenery in the distance, and said, "If you two were queens, what would you do now?"

"this...."

Hemdan and Zhao Qing looked at each other and said hesitantly: "If I were the queen, after recruiting the governor's relatives, I would threaten the lives of the governor's family and make the governor hand over the emperor's grandson, or even... personally Bring the emperor and grandson to Beijing."

On the side, Zhao Qing did not speak, but nodded silently.

This is really a normal reaction and method.

Now that the world is in turmoil, the Queen cannot leave the Imperial Capital lightly. As long as she does not enter the Imperial Capital, she still has a chance.

Once you enter the imperial capital, you will be putting yourself under the eyes of the queen, and it will all depend on other people's opinions on what to do.

Chen Ming had already expected this.

"At this moment, the Queen's edict summoning me to Beijing is probably on its way."

Under the window sill, Chen Ming stood with his hands behind his hands, quietly looking into the distance.

"You two, please step back first." Chen Ming said calmly while looking at the scenery in the distance.

"yes."

Hemdan and Zhao Qing looked at each other and opened their mouths, as if they wanted to say something, but in the end they did not say anything and just bowed out respectfully.

On the same spot, Chen Ming looked quietly into the distance, his eyes were deep, as if he had penetrated the layers of isolation and saw the prosperous imperial capital.

After expelling all his subordinates back to Dingzhou, Chen Ming embarked on a new journey.

He went south alone, stopping and stopping along the way. Within a few days, he arrived at the Imperial Capital.

The Imperial Capital in front of me was vaguely familiar, still so lively and prosperous.

The changes in recent years have affected many people, but they have little impact on ordinary people.

The sun still rises above our heads, the morning light of the next day will always arrive, and the lives of ordinary people are still the same, day after day, as they have always been.

Chen Ming walked quietly on this bustling street, looking at the 800-year-old prosperous imperial capital, and felt quietly.

In his spiritual sense, there was an air of withering and a deep air of death in the entire imperial capital at this moment, which left a deep imprint on this place.

While walking quietly, traces of the unparalleled warrior's conquests emerged, and they were constantly followed by Chen Ming's spiritual sense and captured by him.

This is the breath of iron-blooded conquest.

Not long ago, there were unparalleled warriors who risked their lives to fight here. The two faced each other tit for tat. In the end, the aura that Chen Ming was familiar with fell away. After his death, he aroused the will of God and left a deep imprint on this place.

Feeling this, Chen Ming sighed softly and continued walking forward.

Unknowingly, he had walked through the bustling streets and entered a palace.

This is a majestic building complex with thousands of palaces connected together, guarded by a great formation of gods and humans, turning this place into a unique realm.

Chen Ming had many memories of this place.

He had been to this palace more than once.

At that time, the surrounding palaces were connected, golden dragon trees were dotted all around, and the unparalleled formation drew the vitality, turning this place into a holy land for practice.

But at this moment, the surrounding palaces are broken, everything is withered, all vitality has been extinguished, and it has become a wasteland.

A large demolition site.

At a palace, Chen Ming saw those golden dragon trees.

The golden dragon tree that once grew luxuriantly and exuded divine brilliance has now withered, and the branches and leaves on it have fallen off and withered piece by piece.

Looking at the palace and capturing the remaining inspiration around him, Chen Ming seemed to be able to see a heroic man wearing a dragon robe, holding a halberd and roaring.

Continuing to walk forward, Chen Ming saw an acquaintance at a relatively intact palace.

In a complete palace, King An Yang Yi was sitting there kneeling alone, facing a plaque.

After not seeing him for many years, his appearance has changed a lot. He is now wearing a mourning robe, kneeling there numbly, with a heroic face that is somewhat similar to Emperor Qian's, full of exhaustion.

"You came."

Sensing the footsteps coming from behind, Yang Yi did not look back and spoke calmly.

"Your Highness Prince An, long time no see."

Looking at Yang Yi in front of him, Chen Ming said: "A few years have passed, how is King An now?"

"Okay? I'm very good."

Yang Yi's tired face showed a sneer: "The eldest brother who stood in front of me was deposed, the third brother died, and I was made the prince..."

"Now that even my father has passed away, I will succeed to the throne as emperor soon. Do you think I am okay?"

As he spoke, his face was numb and his eyes were filled with confusion.

Looking at his appearance, Chen Ming said nothing, but sighed softly.

Yang Yi was the child of Emperor Qian and the Queen. He was both his legitimate son and the Queen's biological child.

After the prince was deposed, he was naturally established as the prince. Now with the death of Emperor Qian, he even has to leap to that position.

But only he himself can know whether it is good or not.

"Alas..." A gentle sigh came from behind, like a woman's gentle sigh.

At some point, a beautiful woman with a noble temperament wearing a gorgeous palace dress stood next to Chen Ming, wearing a veil on her beautiful face.

She stood there quietly, looking at Yang Yi kneeling in front of her and the plaque, her eyes a little complicated.

"I, the governor of Dingzhou, have met the queen."

Chen Ming was not surprised at all by the woman's arrival. He turned around calmly and gave a slight salute.

"No need to be polite."

Looking at his actions, the queen shook her head, her eyes became simple and unwavering, deep and calm: "Come with me for a walk."
Chapter completed!