At night.
The streets lay silent.
Occasionally, the footsteps of soldiers patrolling in the distance could be heard.
Great Wei maintained a strict curfew.
No one was allowed to travel at night, especially officials.
At every important intersection, armored guards stood watch with strong crossbows in hand. If they spotted a moving carriage or anything of the sort, they would immediately shoot to kill.
Even now, Great Wei retained many wartime policies, and none of these could be changed overnight.
A group was moving quietly along the road. They traveled on foot, avoiding the soldiers patrolling along the way, and arrived before a mansion. Someone opened the door, and they slipped inside one after another.
The mansion's gate closed softly. They made their way into the study, and when someone lit the candles, the light finally revealed who they were.
They were several of Luoyang's great famous scholars.
Some even held posts at the Imperial Academy.
Among them were such famous scholars as Sun Yan, Le Xiang, Li Kang, Sun Gai, Xu Meng, and Wei Kai. The place they had come to was the mansion of a minister.
This minister was Cui Zan, who had chosen to bow his head very early on and had survived to this day. He even held the title of one of the Nine Ministers.
Once everyone had arrived, they duly exchanged formal greetings and sent someone to keep watch outside. Only then did they sit down, most of their faces uneasy.
Cui Zan sat in the seat of honor. Facing their gazes, his eyes actually held a trace of sorrow.
At that moment, Le Xiang was the first to speak.
"What His Majesty is doing now is wrong."
Le Xiang was over ninety years old that year.
Fond of learning from an early age,