was interrupted by the sound of Sanzang's footsteps coming towards her.Li Chen looked up at San Bao, who was walking over, with a hostile gaze. He snorted coldly.This made the Three Jewels feel extrem...Chapter 1010: Capital City

The sky was clear and bright.

It was barely dawn, the sky still dark, when Zhang Laosan got up and prepared the tofu he planned to sell that day.

He was an ordinary tofu vendor in the capital. His family had passed down an ancestral house, which allowed him, despite his meager income, to have a place to live in the capital, under the emperor's feet. It was because of this old house that he, as a humble peddler, could boast of a decent marriage, and his wife even gave birth to two sons and a daughter.

Having more children, while a joyous occasion for the family, also means Zhang Lao San has to work even harder selling tofu.

As usual, he got up at dawn to make tofu. By the time he finished making it, it was just past dawn and the sky hadn't fully brightened yet.

Taking advantage of this time, he carried tofu to the market. Some regular customers would wait there early. As for some wealthy households, he would personally deliver it to their doorsteps.

"Today's the prince's big wedding, I wonder if business at the early market will be better."

Zhang Laosan picked up the yoke and weighed both ends, feeling the solid, heavy tofu. He mumbled to himself.

For an ordinary commoner like him, the prince's wedding was too far removed from his reality. He had no concept of it at all.

The only thing that might truly affect his life is that the prince's wedding will bring many people to the capital. With more people in the city, his tofu will sell even better.

People, no matter where they are or what they do, can't do without three meals a day. Since people have to eat, it's inevitable that some will eat a few more pieces of tofu, so he can sell a few more pieces of tofu.

Thinking this way, Zhang Laosan went out of the yard happily.

As Zhang Laosan opened the door, he saw that soldiers in double-winged swallowtail robes and embroidered spring knives stood guard every five meters along both sides of the street.

The street was long, stretching from one end to the other. Zhang Laosan, who lived in the middle of the street, couldn't see either end of it, nor could he see the rows of guards in fine clothes that lined the street.

"Going out to do business" A Jinyiwei guard happened to be stationed at Zhang Laosan's door. He glanced at Zhang Laosan carrying a pole and greeted him with a smile.

Zhang Laosan had only heard that the Jinyiwei of the Dongchang were ruthless killers, each one a bloodthirsty wolf. However, as an ordinary citizen, he had never interacted with the Jinyiwei before.

It was just the pair of wings on his clothes and the embroidered spring knife hanging at his waist that made Zhang Laotianshen feel fear.

"Oh, sir, may I go I'm a tofu seller and need to get to the early market."

Zhang Lao San's intestines were about to turn blue as he said this, wishing he hadn't set up his stall today. He would rather have been at home in bed with his wife.

The Jinyi Guard smiled, glanced at the still gray-ish sky, and said, “Go back. Today’s early morning assembly is canceled. Even if it was held, no one would come.”

Zhang Laosan's heart was in his throat, he didn't have the time to think about what this meant. He just hurriedly nodded and said: "Oh, yes, thank you, sir. I'll go back now."

"I advise you, don't go out today. Even if the sky falls, don't come out."

Before Zhang Laosan closed the door, he heard what the Jinyiwei said, but only felt doubtful.

Isn't today Prince's wedding day How come the sky is falling

No matter what, he had made up his mind, he absolutely wouldn't go out today, not even if you killed him.

Zhang Laosan's door creaked shut.

And similar scenes are playing out in various parts of the capital city.or the imperial power, despite the incompetence of the court and emperorIn feudal times, people's reverence and obedience to imperial power were deeply ingrained.They dare not profane the imperial aut...