This hoodlum, blinded by money and women, didn't think twice before rushing into the city.

Once inside, he turned to the other thugs and laughed triumphantly. He had indeed been the first.

Silver and women, all his!

Just as he was reveling in his success, he noticed the light in front of him suddenly dimming, and the faces of his "comrades" were filled with horror.

What was going on?

Confused, he turned around and saw a magnificent horse, the likes of which he had never seen, and a long saber being raised.

"Kill!"

The roars of the Imperial Guards echoed from all eight city gates simultaneously.

Almost instantly, the heads of these thugs, who only had eyes for silver and women, were separated from their bodies.

But the Imperial Guards' goal wasn't just to eliminate the enemies inside the city.

Their target was to annihilate all the enemies outside the city as well!

Amidst the roars and the sound of hooves, the Imperial Guards charged out like wolves and tigers, riding the best warhorses of Great Wei and wielding the best weapons, rushing towards the rebel army.

From the city wall, Yao Shouxin already knew the final outcome.

He didn't continue watching, but instead had someone bring him a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone, and then lowered his head to write.

The Prince of Gong, seeing a real war for the first time, was both frightened and excited, but after watching for a while, he lost interest.

Because the battle was completely one-sided.

Even Jiang Sheng, who had been plotting for a long time, couldn't match the Imperial Guards with his army.

The Prince of Gong looked at Yao Shouxin, who was writing, and asked curiously, "Lord Yao, what are you writing?"

Yao Shouxin said, "Your Highness, I am recording the list of the feudal lords who came to the capital this time."

The Prince of Gong was startled and quickly asked, "I'm not on it, am I?"

Yao Shouxin glanced at the Prince of Gong and smiled, "Yes."

The Prince of Gong's expression changed drastically. Although he was cowardly, he also knew that the list of feudal lords that Yao Shouxin was writing was no different from a life-and-death ledger.

He didn't want to die.

Just as the Prince of Gong was wondering how to plead, he saw Yao Shouxin holding the list with both hands and offering it to the Prince of Gong.

"Please review it, Your Highness. If there are no errors, please sign it."

The Prince of Gong was stunned for a moment before he understood.

The only ones who knew which feudal lords were outside the city were Yao Shouxin and him.

Yao Shouxin was, after all, an outsider, so he needed the Prince of Gong to testify.

The Prince of Gong breathed a sigh of relief. He thought Yao Shouxin was really going to record his name!

On the city wall, there was laughter and joy.

Outside the city, the feudal lords wore expressions of horror.

The other feudal lords, needless to say, were terrified when they saw their armies of thugs, which they had spent a lot of money to train, collapse almost instantly and unable to be stopped.

They knew very well the consequences of this failed operation.

Certain death!

And even implicate their families!

Some, in utter terror, turned and ran.

Some directly committed suicide with their swords, while others stood there dumbly until they were captured by the Imperial Guards.

Jiang Sheng felt no fear in his heart, only unwillingness and anger.

From the moment he decided to rebel, he knew the result.

The victor becomes king, the loser dies!

He wasn't afraid of death, but he couldn't understand why he had failed.

And so easily.

Looking at the tall city walls of the capital, Jiang Sheng seemed to see Jiang Chen standing on the city wall, smiling at him with disdain.

"Why! Why!" Jiang Sheng roared.

Wang Yaohui's face was ashen.

Only now did he realize that he had underestimated Jiang Chen and the ministers in the court.

The seemingly seamless plan he thought he had was actually seen through by Jiang Chen long ago, and Jiang Chen even deliberately gave them opportunities, making them feel as if heaven was protecting them.

It turned out to be all Jiang Chen's charity!

And Yao Shouxin's performance also made him realize that his assumption that the ministers in the court were all good-for-nothings was also wrong.

"Your Highness," Wang Yaohui said in a hoarse voice.

Jiang Sheng looked at Wang Yaohui, and the anger and unwillingness on his face slowly turned into hope.

He still had a strategist!

"Father-in-law, what do we do now?" Jiang Sheng asked.

Wang Yaohui said, "The only plan now is to temporarily avoid the limelight and try again later."

The hope on Jiang Sheng's face turned into astonishment, and finally into despair.

He knew that Wang Yaohui's talk of trying again later was absolutely impossible.

Even if he really managed to escape smoothly and save his life, he would never be able to use the title of Prince of Tang again.

Without the identity of a prince, he had already lost the qualification to compete for the throne.

"No."

Jiang Sheng's face revealed a determined look: "From the day this king started his rebellion, there would only be two outcomes."

"Either ascend the throne, or die."

Wang Yaohui was silent. He knew that Jiang Sheng was right.

For Jiang Sheng, it would be better to die than to live in anonymity.

Wang Yaohui sighed and stood beside Jiang Sheng, watching as the Imperial Guards surrounded them.

Jiang Sheng's outcome was either to ascend the throne or die, and his outcome was either to become a founding hero or die.

An hour later, Yao Shouxin watched as the Imperial Guards escorted the feudal lords and rebels into the city, finally completely relieved.

The rebellion was over!

After ordering the Imperial Guards to send the feudal lords to prison, Yao Shouxin took the Prince of Gong to the meeting hall of the Six Ministries.

"Your Highness, Prince of Gong, did His Majesty say when he would return? Do we need to welcome him?" Zhao Liting, the Minister of Rites, asked with an excited expression.

They didn't expect that Jiang Chen was unharmed, and that he had done it on purpose.

So now the entire court was jubilant.

The Prince of Gong recalled for a moment, and then shook his head: "He didn't say."

"He didn't say?"

All six ministers were stunned.

The rebellion had been quelled, so why hadn't His Majesty returned yet?

They quickly sent people to the Prince of Gong's residence to inquire.

Several days later, they received a reply.

Jiang Chen still wanted to continue the selection of consorts. He couldn't let the prefects and magistrates of various places work for nothing.

This reply made the ministers laugh and cry.

Fortunately, the private visit was also very quick. A month later, Jiang Chen, who had traveled around the entire Great Wei, returned to the capital.

At this time, it was already the twentieth day of the first month.

Seeing Jiang Chen's return, the six ministers breathed a sigh of relief and personally came to the city to welcome him.

"We pay our respects to Your Majesty!"

Jiang Chen said with a smile, "Rise, it has been hard on you ministers during this time."

It would have been better if he hadn't said anything. As soon as he mentioned this, the six ministers looked at Jiang Chen with resentful eyes.

After this month's experience, they finally knew why Jiang Chen hadn't returned.

Because this period was just after the New Year, and generally speaking, there would be a minor amnesty after each New Year.

The feudal lords who rebelled before the New Year had intricate relationships.

When faced with a minor amnesty, they would naturally do everything they could to try to turn big problems into small ones, and small problems into nothing.

And Jiang Chen was not in the capital and his whereabouts were uncertain, so these people found the six ministers and lobbied them every day.

Especially Wu Zuo, the Minister of Justice, who received dozens of groups of people almost every day during this period.