Story of Yanxi Palace: Fu Ying's banner will never fall

Chapter 187 Gaining Appreciation

The refugee who had started the trouble earlier held up his steamed bun and yelled again:

"We traveled thousands of miles to the foot of the emperor, thinking that we would be well fed and clothed here, but we were driven back and forth by soldiers, and the rich people were stingy and refused to give a penny to poor people like us.

Now we are ragged, hungry, and desperate. We have no choice but to sell our sons and daughters and live by begging! The palace said they would show mercy and release food, but this is clearly a lie to us. They are all liars, big liars!"

The refugees were still somewhat skeptical at first, but at this moment a voice suddenly rang out from the crowd, and that person shouted at the top of his lungs: "Why are you still queuing? Hurry up and grab the food, or else even the porridge and steamed buns will be gone!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a refugee rushed out, passed the crowd, and rushed to the front of the team in two steps. He snatched the steamer from the screaming palace maid and dumped all the steamed buns into the air.

Steamed buns fell like raindrops, and countless hungry hands reached out, trying to grab these life-saving foods.

In the blink of an eye, all the steamed buns were snatched away. Many people didn't even get a mouthful of porridge and steamed buns. Shouting, cursing and crying filled the air.

What's worse, some people even fought each other for the last steamed bun, and the scene was very chaotic, with heads broken and bloody.

The scene was in chaos. The women hugged their children tightly and stood by with horror on their faces.

The old people were thrown to the ground roughly, wailing heart-wrenchingly.

The palace maids and eunuchs dodged backwards in panic, only Yuan Chunwang stood motionless, staring at everything in front of him with an expressionless face, his eyes constantly scanning the crowd.

In the chaos, several refugees rushed towards the porridge shed where Empress Xian was.

They were stopped by several guards, but these guards were attacked by the refugees. "What do you want to do? Get out!"

A guard shouted angrily.

However, the development of things was beyond everyone's expectation.

The refugee who first provoked the incident suddenly covered his chest, took a step back, and then screamed: "The guards are beating people! They are all bad guys, let's rob together!"

His voice was sharp and piercing, like a sword cutting through the originally peaceful atmosphere.

At this moment the crowd had completely lost their minds, driven by fear and hunger.

Hearing someone leading the shouting, more people gathered blindly, like a surging wave, and started to snatch the weapons and clothes of the guards.

The scene suddenly became chaotic, with people's faces filled with madness and despair.

Wu Shulai was extremely anxious, his face was pale and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

He anxiously shouted to the people around him: "Go and call someone to protect the queen!" His voice was a little panicked, but also revealed his concern for Concubine Xian's safety.

At this moment, the refugee who was causing the chaos suddenly pointed at Empress Xian, with a cunning gleam in his eyes, and shouted:

"There's not enough food here, and they're still doing this fake charity! This woman is a big liar, let's catch her!"

His words were like a bomb, instantly igniting the anger in people's hearts.

Suddenly, the refugees rushed towards Concubine Xian like a tide, their eyes full of anger and hatred. Concubine Xian's face turned pale, and she stared at everything that happened in front of her with wide eyes, in disbelief.

Wu Shulai was horrified. He grabbed Concubine Xian's arm tightly and tried to pull her away.

"Empress! Empress, what should we do? Let's go back to the palace as soon as possible!" His voice was full of anxiety and helplessness.

However, Empress Xian broke free from his hand and stood firm. She glanced at the refugees around her, with a gleam of determination in her eyes. "I will not retreat! Otherwise, I will be a deserter."

Her voice was firm and powerful, as if declaring her determination.

Empress Xian narrowed her eyes and looked coldly at the surging tide of refugees before her. Her expression was so stern that it made people shudder.

The guards quickly rushed forward, surrounded Empress Xian, and drew out their sharp blades in unison to prevent the refugees from approaching.

However, despite the extremely sharp blades, there are only a dozen or so of them in limited numbers.

Facing hundreds or thousands of refugees outside, this amount of force seemed insignificant. As more and more refugees gathered, sweat continued to flow down the foreheads of the guards.

Suddenly, a young eunuch rushed out of the porridge shed, and with a clang, he quickly drew out the sword from the waist of a guard.

The sharp sword blade reflected his handsome and resolute profile. It turned out to be Yuan Chunwang.

Holding a long sword, he rushed into the group of refugees without hesitation, his movements swift and decisive.

With a flick of the knife, a refugee's head was ruthlessly chopped off, and blood spurted into the sky and splashed all around.

The falling head rolled among the crowd, causing shouts and screams of fear wherever it went.

"Killed!!!"

"Help! I don't want to eat anymore, let me go."

"Let me go!"

There were exclamations from the crowd one after another, and everyone looked at what was happening before their eyes in horror.

Yuan Chunwang raised his hand, gently wiped the blood that splashed on his cheek, and then raised his voice and shouted:

“He is not a real refugee at all! The refugees had gone through hardships and fled from Zhili, Tianjin and other places. They all wore tattered straw sandals with the soles worn out.

However, although this person was wearing refugee clothes, he had a pair of intact cloth shoes on his feet. It was obvious that he had sneaked into the refugee group and had ulterior motives! "

At this time, Empress Xian, who was standing in the porridge shed, showed a hint of surprise on her face after hearing these words.

She was originally angry at Yuan Chunwang's presumptuous behavior, but at this moment she fell into deep thought.

The refugee who was accused by Yuan Chunwang was furious and pointed at him and shouted:

"You're talking nonsense! You must be in the same group. Not only did you kill him to silence him, you also want to slander us! Everyone, come together and kill him!"

In an instant, the refugees became excited and rushed towards Yuan Chunwang.

Facing this crowd that was hundreds of times larger than himself, Yuan Chunwang smiled. His bloody smile looked extremely strange and terrifying.

He flicked the sword in his hand lightly, shook off the fresh blood on the blade, and said with a cold smile: "Whoever dares to lead the trouble will have the same fate as him!"

The feet rushing toward him suddenly stopped.

There will only be a refugee crisis if someone takes the lead, but facing the bloody sword in his hand, no one wants to be that leader.

Even the refugee who started the trouble first now only dared to hide in the crowd, looking at him with flickering eyes. As a result, he missed the best opportunity to start the trouble.

Boom, boom, boom - the sound of neat footsteps came from far away and gradually approached. A large group of guards rushed in, separated the refugees with swords and protected Concubine Xian tightly.

The leader asked with concern: "Empress Xian, are you okay?"

"I'm fine," Empress Xian said, then turned her gaze to Yuan Chunwang and asked with a hint of scrutiny, "Did you see anything?"

Yuan Chunwang put away his sword and bowed to her respectfully: "Your Majesty, there are eight refugees who are deliberately causing trouble. In addition to the one who has been beheaded, there are seven more..."

After saying that, he turned his head and looked at the crowd, and pointed out seven people accurately from left to right.

The seven people all had terrified looks on their faces and their bodies were trembling, as if they couldn't believe that they had been exposed.

They originally thought they could escape in the chaos, but they didn't expect Yuan Chunwang to be able to find them so accurately.

Empress Xian looked at Yuan Chunwang's performance and a hint of admiration flashed in her eyes.