Chương 824: A Rain of Tears

It always rained during the Qingming Festival.

As time passed, Chang'an had calmed down. The people who had passed away were not forgotten. They had been placed in the depths of people's hearts. There was an invisible power that had been peacefully accumulating in the streets that was going to burst out at any time.

There were officials fiercely discussing political affairs at the court meeting, then some military officers came forward with a new proposal, which prompted another new round of discussions. Shangguan Yangyu, who had been promoted to Grand Secretary by the prefectural magistrate of Chang'an City a month ago, narrowed his small eyes and stroked his thin beard as he was about to argue with the officers of the Ministry of Revenue.