The Imperial City quickly returned to its usual order. However, after being washed for a long time, the blood stains on the limestone bricks still left dark red marks, as if they were trying to remind people of something.
This coup came and went quickly. Looking at the dignified Emperor Sheng Yuan sitting on the dragon throne, no one in the royal court dared to breathe loudly.
"Your Majesty, we've killed about 10,000 rebels this time. The troops led by King Zhao have all been sent to prison. How should Your Majesty deal with them?"
"Good. Kill anyone who is King Zhao's trusted aide without mercy. The rest of the people who surrender can be dealt with leniently. The men will be executed together with King Zhao, and the women will be sent to the border… Does anyone have any objections?"
Those ministers who used to be full of opinions in the past did not dare to have any objections at this moment.