Chapter 51 This is a treacherous plot

The Imperial Street had just been swept in the morning, but fallen leaves were floating on the brick floor in the afternoon. The capital was covered with dark clouds, and it was impossible to tell whether it was morning or afternoon just by looking at the sky. Ministers walked towards Fengtian Gate one after another. Huang Zicheng tidied up the table, straightened his black hat with both hands, and stood up and went out to Fengtian Gate.