The moat has collapsed!
Not far from the previous collapse, another large section caved in.
At this hinge of spring and summer, the waters were raging. In an instant, the flood roared like beasts, devouring three nearby villages.
"It's divine punishment, divine punishment indeed!"
It must be a divine punishment!
The heavens must be furious because the Emperor took an Enchantress as his concubine, and this Enchantress, having gained the Emperor's immense favor, even dared to seduce the State Preceptor.
The State Preceptor's reputation was destroyed, his years of sanctity were sullied.
For the sake of a woman, the Emperor ordered a manhunt for the State Preceptor.
Divine punishment!
The Imperial Family is unclean, the State Preceptor is unclean, and now even the heavens are enraged!
No sooner had the news of the moat's collapse reached the capital than a popular ballad began to be sung in the streets and alleys:
