As expected, everywhere they stopped, they would hear of thrilling incidents, whether it was robbing the rich to give to the poor, punishing thieves, or even burning down bawdy houses.
It was even more outrageous when they reached Shandong; they stripped the county officer of his clothes and hung him on the city gate, listing his crimes one by one.
Even Baili Yan was alerted to this, and he looked at Yang Chuxia with a half-smile, "Is your family trying to raise a seven-year-old Imperial Emissary?"
Yang Chuxia played dead, pretending not to understand what he was saying.
Baili Yan saw this and said no more.
On August 20th, Baili Yan and the army finally arrived at the Capital City. The Eldest Imperial Prince, along with numerous court officials, met the Emperor and the army thirty miles outside the Capital City.
"Your son greets Father Emperor, long live the Emperor!"
"Your subject greets the Emperor, long live the Emperor!"
"..."
"Gentlemen, rise!"
