The sky is dawning, and the rain is getting lighter. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 There was silence in the hall of the solemn Huihong, Xie Zhan picked up a letter with two fingers, his movements were disdainful, and he threw it on the ground, and the important ministers of the full court knelt together.

Xu is Xie Zhan's expression is too murderous, and Xu is Xie Zhan has not yet recovered from the atmosphere of last night's slaughter. At this time, the young emperor's eyes were filled with this icy chill, and he said coldly, "You are very concerned about my private affairs. The accent fell on the word private.

The raindrops hit the glazed tiles, gilded the corners of the palace, and the eaves slid down a trace of broken rain lines. A drop fell on the face of the eunuch at the temple gate, and he looked up in astonishment, and the smoke billowed in the distance, and there were soldiers coming in the rain to report it. The eunuch drank and ordered his people, and listened to the report with his ears, and was shocked. As soon as he stepped into the temple gate, the voice in the hall was unhurried, and the majesty revealed made the eunuch stop suddenly.

“...... I have made up my mind, and I will discuss the future matters on the day of my crown. After a moment of contemplation, "As for the emptiness of the harem..."

The eunuch closed his eyes, took advantage of this pause, broke in and knelt down, and shouted: "Your Majesty, Li Xiangguo's mansion is on fire!" ”

Li Zhizhen's body shook a little, hanging in suspense, the sound of the hall turned into an empty sound, a large group of people came over to support him, Li Zhizhen didn't know who to lean on half of his body, and that fulcrum became the weight of his whole body to rely on. He opened his mouth to ask if anyone was hurt, to ask how it was doing, but he was dumbfounded, and his voice was weak.

Xie Zhan let out a 'bold' sound and stuck in his throat, and smashed his hateful punch on his leg.

King Ning!

When he came to the door of the temple, he saw smoke billowing and the rain on the ground had not yet dried. Li Zhizhen couldn't imagine how big the fire in the house was, he only felt an unprecedented fear, pushed away all the people who were supporting, and stumbled forward, scared at every step, but had to move forward.

Xie Zhan instructed the palace attendants, "Pull a carriage over, no, pull a horse over to Li Xiang." The city gate was ordered to be cleared, and Li Xiang was allowed to gallop around the imperial city on horseback. ”

Li Zhizhen just crossed the Yongsheng Gate. Then a guard rode over and came down, apologetically: "The matter is urgent, and I overstepped my authority to ride a horse." I also hope that Li Xiang will forgive his sins. Without waiting for Li Zhizhen to say anything, he stuffed the reins over. Let's go, hurry home and have a look. ”

Guizi Lianzhou was burned to the ground, Li Wanhan changed into dry clothes, and stood on the cloister looking at the most beautiful place in Loei once been.

Is it true that everything that history will never exist will be burned?

Is this a warning?

Facing Guizi Lianzhou, the largest handful of Su since his rebirth, Li Wanhan covered the handkerchief and coughed lightly twice, and there was a little black stain on the handkerchief. Her heart felt as if she had been hollowed out, and almost all her subordinates in Loei were dead. This evil deed that happened at the feet of the Son of Heaven, under the blue sky and white sun, was inhumane to the point of outrageousness.

People in the capital were panicked for a while, and there were still people talking about it for ten years after that.

The only thing that makes people miserable is that. This incident was later recorded by Mr. Songzhai in his widely circulated essays, and he sketched the image of Li Xiang loving the people like a son and being retaliated by traitors. Li Zhizhen has no vices on weekdays, and after this propaganda, his official authority has reached its peak for a while.

Tens of millions of poor students in Guanghan are taught by Li Xiang. In addition, he has a brother-in-law relationship with Lin Zhizi, who has a Confucian master (folk misinformation), Li Zhizhen was even praised to the sky, and people with a heart even dragged out the fact that he won the championship that year and publicized it, in order to prove that Li Xiang's knowledge is worthy of the name, and he is a famous minister with both ability and political integrity. can be passed down through history.

But that's all for later. Afterwards, Li Wanhan went out of his way to thank He Yufang after knowing about it, but it was a pity that he avoided it. Saying that he has only done something very small is not worthy of gratitude.

When Li Zhizhen went home, he saw Li Wanhan in the corridor at a glance.

"Daddy!" Li Wanhan cried and threw herself into his arms.

"Daddy is here, Daddy is here. It's okay, it's okay. Hanhan, you're not hurt, are you? Your mother, your brother and brother, it's all right. Saying that, he remembered Li Wanmu, who was still in the Egret Academy, and hurriedly shouted: "Ah Xian will pick up the eldest lady back." No one responded.

Li Wanhan grabbed Li Zhizhen's sleeve, and her knuckles were white: "Dad, there is no one in the house." ”

There was a sound of horses' hooves outside the door, and Li Tingyu came back with Li Wanmu, and the two rode a horse together. Li Tingyu put Li Wanmu down first. Li Wanmu ran into the door with her skirt, and the father and daughter bumped into each other. The worried looked at each other for a while, and after asking each other if it was okay. Went to the main courtyard together.

In the house, Li Tingwei took care of her two younger brothers, Lin Xiuru was clumsily kneading her dough in the kitchen, and the gems, rings, gold bracelets, and jade bracelets all faded aside. This is what Li Zhizhen saw when he came, "Xiuru." Lin Xiuru was stunned, and a tear smashed into the dough. You're back, will you make a fire? The children are hungry, and I won't do anything else, but fortunately, I used to make you a bowl of longevity noodles every year. Remember how to make noodles. He raised his sleeve to wipe his sweat and filled the stove with firewood.

Li Zhizhen looked at the sticky dough, and Lin Xiuru explained embarrassedly: "It's usually easy to watch the cook cook, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult to knead the dough." He bowed his head in shame. said that she made longevity noodles by herself, and everyone who participated in the few steps knew it.

"It's okay, I'll knead the dough, you light the fire." Li Zhizhen didn't even change his official uniform, and rolled up his sleeves. Add flour and knead it silently.

Several children looked at each other outside, and Li Tingyu asked in a low voice, "I don't want me to buy something outside to cushion my stomach first." ”

Li Wanmu is the eldest sister and takes the initiative to take responsibility. "I'm tired of my brother's trip. Second brother, you should go with you. There are many people in the family, and my fourth sister and I take care of my younger brother. He looked left and right, and asked, "By the way, what about the third sister?" ”

Li Wanhan didn't speak.

In Chunxiang Courtyard, Li Wanying went to the well to fetch a bucket of water, mentioned it in the room, and laboriously peeled off Aunt Hua's bloody clothes. People died and blood coagulated, and Aunt Hua's body was no longer bleeding, Li Wanying calmly wiped her wounds, blood stains on her body, hands and face.

The clothes in the wooden cabinet were dirty, and Li Wanying didn't stay there for long. opened the cage, carefully matched a pair of clothes, and helped Aunt Hua change it alone. The bedding on the bed was also changed. All the fabrics on the floor were piled up in the cabinet, and when the cabinet door was closed, the world was vast and clean.

Aunt Hua 'sit' in front of the vanity mirror, and Li Wanying leaned against her and combed her hair one by one. She is also not very good at holding sideburns, and she has failed several times. simply combed her hair neatly and simply pinned it with beaded flowers.

Then there was a simple eyebrow drawing, when the red lips were painted, the color could not be wiped several times, Li Wanying hugged Aunt Hua and sobbed lowly, "Mother, can you take a sip." ”

No one responded.

Li Wanying cried alone for a while before carrying Aunt Hua to the bed. After all this, she didn't know what to do. Sitting alone on the edge of the bed, dazed for a moment. Slowly turning his head to look at the clear sunlight outside, the brown red and dry blood stains under the cabinet were very dazzling. She looked away evasively.

Then, covering his face, he secretly cried.