Quick Transmigration: After Fake Death, All the Protagonists I Flirted With Went Crazy

On the Grand Canal, the Prince of Huainan directed his men to hang up the military flag of their army.

Gu Yao sat cross-legged on the cloud, looking down at the army on the ships below.

The King of Huainan led his elite troops and hostages by water, and the journey was relatively unimpeded.

Jiangnan was originally his territory, and he could be said to have won the hearts and minds of the people along the way.

The King of Huainan was truly ruthless. When someone in the army contracted the plague, he had all those who had been in contact with them executed and burned them all in a deep pit.

Although the method was cruel, it effectively prevented the spread of the disease.

Those ragtag soldiers were incorporated into his own army, and he was able to put in the effort to train them, resulting in strict military discipline.

Huainan King Xi Xun was a true hero of a chaotic era.

Gu Yao squinted at a piece of dried cured meat on the mast.

Lin Yi, who had always been pampered, was tortured to the point of being unrecognizable.

He was thin and his face was withered.

Gu Yao showed no pity whatsoever.

This guy, relying on his family's power, bullied men and women, and committed all sorts of evil deeds. He was a notorious playboy in Chang'an.

Countless lives have been lost at his hands.

It was just a pity for Lin Kuang, a veteran official of four reigns. He had just purged the eunuch faction from their corrupt rule when the rebel army was already at the city gates.

Looking at the white-haired, tearful prime minister atop the city wall, Xi Xun felt a surge of pleasure.

Back then, Lin Kuang used the pretext of causing chaos in the palace to pressure his father, the emperor, and force him to depose his mother.

It was because Lin Kuang wanted to clear the way for his niece, who was to become empress.

His father once held him and said that his mother was the person he loved most, and that he was incompetent and could not protect her, which led to his mother's tragic death in the cold palace.

His father, the emperor, also deeply resented these self-proclaimed noble families.

They used high-sounding reasons to persecute an innocent woman, solely for their own selfish desires, while simultaneously proclaiming that the nation's interests were paramount.

Under such oppression, his father, the emperor, relinquished almost all power to the Eastern Depot.

He used a method of forcing growth to quickly promote those eunuchs.

Using a near-suicidal method, they competed with those powerful and influential families.

He allowed eunuchs to abuse their power.

Which prince, raised deep within the palace, didn't know the true colors of these eunuchs?

They take advantage of any favors they receive, are opportunistic and sycophantic, and will bully the lower classes as long as they have a little power.

But he doesn't care.

He needs these people to become the sharpest knife in his hand, to eliminate all these powerful clans.

But he underestimated the ambitions of these eunuchs.

They were lowly beings in this palace, yet they were also ubiquitous.

There was no aspect of the palace's internal affairs that they couldn't interfere with.

His father was still too much of an eyesore.

They blocked many people's way, and by the time they realized it, it was too late.

Looking at the three large characters "Chang'an City" written on the city gate, the King of Huainan felt a deep sense of melancholy.

It felt like stepping back to that day, when his father, already poisoned and on the verge of death, had used a potent medicine, his face glowing, and led him slowly through the streets of Chang'an, escorting him all the way to the city gate, patting his head and saying to him...

"Xun'er, take a look at this beautiful land for your father and mother. Jiangnan is wonderful; it's your mother's hometown. You'll like it."

"Xun'er, remember this: Chang'an is a den of monsters that devours people. Don't come back until you have the ability to protect yourself!"

The young Xi Xun could only nod, looking up at the person in front of him with a hunched back and graying temples, and said sweetly, "When I return, I will tell Father about the scenery of Jiangnan."

The fingers that were gently stroking the boy's head paused for a moment, and a father's eyes held too many emotions that were hard to discern from the past when he was the bandit leader.

He nodded. "Alright, then Father will wait for Xun'er."

Then, Xi Xun was taken away by the secret guards.

Before leaving, Xi Xun lifted the carriage curtain and took a look. The slender figure leaned against the city gate, gradually becoming a small dot.

Finally, it disappeared from sight.

Three days later, before Xi Xun even reached Jiangnan, news arrived that the Emperor had passed away.

He left behind two edicts. One edict established the empress's legitimate son as the crown prince.

He then appointed his youngest son, Xi Xun, as the King of Huainan, and ordered him to immediately proceed to his fiefdom.

This is an exchange between a father and a noble family.

Now, looking at the anxious people on the city wall, Xi Xun smiled cruelly.

His father paved the way for him, so he naturally wouldn't let him down.

When he takes control of Chang'an, he will tell his father and mother about everything he has seen and heard over the years.

Thinking of this, Xi Xun smiled and pressed the breastplate on his chest.

That was a keepsake left to him by his mother, and it had protected him many times.

Xi Xun waved his hand and said, "Men, bring up the culprit who arbitrarily sealed off the city, causing the deaths of all the people in Fusang City. We must avenge our people. Today, we will use this traitor as a sacrifice to our flag!"

A cheer erupted from below.

The moment her son was wheeled out, the Prime Minister's wife cried bitterly and rushed forward without hesitation, crying out, "My son, my son, Lin Kuang, please save our son!"

The Prime Minister's wife patted Lin Kuang's shoulder, crying so hard she could barely breathe. She couldn't catch her breath and fainted.

Lin Kuang trembled, "Take the lady away."

He stared coldly at Xi Xun, "Prince of Huainan, are you planning a rebellion?"

Xi Xun glanced up coldly, then gave a signal to his adjutant beside him. The adjutant immediately handed him a long spear, its red tassel fluttering at the tip, as red as blood.

Lin Yi had already been tied to the military flag in front of the battle.

Xi Xun sat on his horse, a tall, chestnut-red steed, and slowly walked to the front of the formation. The tip of his spear dragged a mark on the rough stones, sparks flying everywhere.

He gave Lin Kuang a mocking look in a defiant manner.

Lin Kuang clutched his chest, tears streaming down his face, his whole body trembling, yet he still stood ramrod straight, silently turning his head away the moment Xi Xun raised his gun.

The next instant, the sound of metal piercing flesh rang out.

With a flick of his spear, Xi Xun severed the rope binding Lin Yi. With another flick, the emaciated man was impaled on the spear tip, swaying in the wind like a piece of dried meat.

The red tassel on the spear tip was soaked in blood, making it even more vivid.

Xi Xun smiled and then casually tossed Lin Yi to the front of the battle.

"The traitors have been brought to justice, but the treacherous minister and the seductive concubine are still bewitching the emperor. We, the Huainan army, will uphold the rightful ruler, purge the court of corrupt officials, and storm the city gates!"

With a command from Xi Xun, the army behind him attacked the city gate.

Gu Yao watched coldly; he could predict the outcome of this war even with his toes.

He came here only to confirm one thing.

The raid was a great success.

He successfully "removed the emperor's inner circle," killing the treacherous concubine and the corrupt minister with his spear.

Finally reaching the Golden Palace, Xi Xun dismounted, waved to the people behind him, and went inside alone.

The emperor, who had only been on the throne for eight years, was wearing a dragon robe and a twelve-tassel crown, and was sitting upright on the dragon throne.

It was like the morning court session of the past.

He looked up when he heard the door open, but he wasn't surprised at all.

"Ninth Brother, you've arrived."