Fireworks are brilliant and colorful, but their existence is fleeting.
Yet the beauty of that moment has fulfilled its mission.
The crowd still kneeling before Yanfu Hall was bewildered upon seeing the fireworks bloom in the sky, but soon fireworks also blossomed around the periphery outside the palace.
The fireworks were also purple.
Han Shizhong was communicating and had received a response from Zong Ze.
There were no mobile phones in ancient times, but the methods of communication were varied.
Seeing this, Shen Yue murmured to himself, "It seems the situation is decided!"
Han Shizhong nodded slightly with excitement, whispering, "Red fireworks mean an urgent request for help; purple signifies the rebellion has been resolved and we can converge."
Soon, there was a commotion outside Gongchen Gate, and then those guards dispersed again, with Zong Ze appearing with several others in front of Yanfu Hall.
