Chapter Ninety-Five: Revisiting Family Affairs
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Yang Xin went ashore again without saying a word, and Yang Feng pulled her back again, "Sister, don't go, the fire is too big." β
Yang Xin shook off his hand, "Don't pretend, let me tell you, if something happens to him, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life!" β
Yang Feng didn't hear it, but still dragged her into the water, "I'd rather you hate me than Brother Jiu hate me!" β
Yang Xin was still struggling, splashing water everywhere, but Yang Feng just wouldn't let go.
The fire was so big that the water began to heat up.
Everyone gradually felt uncomfortable and began to panic, "My lord, what should we do?" β
Yang Xin didn't know what to do, the road out of the back garden was blocked, and the veil was on fire again. But the solution was still figured out by people, she thought for a while, and then said to people, "Everyone continue to put out the fire, take off all your coats, dip yourself in water to put out the fire, and go out of the back garden." β
Everyone worked together to finally find a way, but it was still dark ahead, the fire was still raging, and they couldn't even see how far ahead.
Yang Xin was stunned there, seeing that the fire was about to burn to her cheeks and didn't move, Yang Feng was about to go over and drag her, not wanting to splash a few buckets of water, it was supposed to extinguish the fire, but he urged the fire to rush to Yang Xin's face.
The hot air came to her face with water, and Yang Xin forgot to struggle, but she was already thinking about her fate in her mind, disfigured, burned by fire, or simply burned to death? She suddenly closed her eyes, and nothing mattered.
But the fire still didn't reach her, and someone rushed over and hugged her like a cheetah, rolled on the ground and reached safety.
Yang Xin nestled in the arms of that man, and couldn't help but think that this person must be a god sent by God to come down from the sky to save him.
The fire in the national teacher's mansion was extinguished, but it was not extinguished, but extinguished.
There is a secret in the National Teacher's Mansion, a secret that no one knows except for the emperor's life.
The water flushed by the thatched toilet of the National Teacher's Mansion is living water, which leads to the water of the Midong River, a tributary of the Wujiang River outside the city, and the fire burned off the special gate, and the water flowed in continuously, in fact, the water flow is not large, but the water gathers into a river, or wets the land of the National Teacher's Mansion, and extinguishes the fire.
On that day, two major events occurred in Shengjing City, one was that the National Teacher's Mansion caught fire, killing three men and two women, and countless gold and silver treasures turned into ashes; One is that Yang Cheng, the king of Anping, led the crowd to force the palace, and was stopped by the seven princes who were driven away in time, and the two sides fought fiercely, with countless casualties, and the corpses of the Qingxin Palace were all over the field, and the emperor was also injured, and now he can only be bedridden.
Yang Xin still can't be calm these days, all the conspiracies seem to be exposed, but there doesn't seem to be.
The people who were placed in the prison by King Anping had already been bought by Yang Ming, and when Yang Cheng led the crowd into the palace, Yang Ming, Yang Zheng and Wu Taiwei had already led troops to follow behind, but Yang Ming later went to the National Teacher's Mansion.
And the soldiers stationed outside the city also entered the city through tunnels.
Everything is a conspiracy, and the discord between King Nanming and the Seventh Prince is just a show.
But Yang Xin still couldn't understand, why didn't they stop Yang Cheng at the beginning, and had to wait for him to enter the palace before chasing him? There were so many people who died, she really couldn't understand it.
The National Teacher's Mansion is still a mess, and Yang Ming secretly gave some silver to rebuild, but it is just a drop in the bucket, and there is nothing left after the funeral and the gate repaired.
Now that Uncle Mei is dead, this family can only rely on Yang Xin to support it.
Because she couldn't afford to pay her salary, she dismissed most of her servants, leaving only her entourage Zhang Ding and maid An Chi. Plus Lingyue, Organ and Bai Ran, there are still six people, they clean up a house every three days, and ask someone to transport the burnt wood out, but when it comes to the third courtyard, no one wants to move, maybe tired, maybe just sad, less relatives, bad home, anyone will have less strength.
Yan rushed back after half a month, he brought back a lot of money, and the National Teacher's Mansion became completely new in just half a month, but the people were still lifeless, and they couldn't be compared with the previous liveliness.
When it was time for the Chinese New Year, Yan Suan left again, because news came from Bincheng, saying that Wu Xue had found out that she was pregnant, and the project in Bincheng was indeed inseparable from him, so he left some silver and left happily.
The emperor has not been to the court for two months, and all matters have been handed over to Yang Zheng, the seventh prince.
The first thing he did after taking power was to pronounce the fate of Yang Cheng, the king of Anping, and directly sentenced him to beheading, taking his cavalry in his hands, and most of the ministers who intersected with him were also sentenced to death, and some of them were exiled and dismissed, including a few who argued with Yang Xin at the beginning.
The Seventh Prince became a hot figure for a while.
On Chinese New Year's Eve, the Dongsheng Palace, which should have been lively, was very deserted, except for King Anping and his princess, people were still those few people, but the atmosphere had completely changed, and no one dared to say a word.
The emperor was in very poor health, and he couldn't even sit steadily, and he coughed from time to time, as if he was about to cough out his lungs.
But he still forced a few words, "In the past few years, I have had frequent incidents, and I can't do anything anymore, but I still have some things that I can't rest assured," he coughed twice as he spoke.
His tone was really like that of an old man, an old man who was dying, and he was indeed old, and he didn't know when his hair was all gray.
The people below are secretly wiping their tears, maybe fake, maybe sincere, but only they know what it is.
Yang Xin poured a glass of wine into it, and immediately felt hot in his stomach, and the sour feeling was suppressed.
The emperor said, "My Feng'er is not young, but he has not yet started a family", and coughed twice as he spoke, "I thought about it, he is the same age as Xin'er, and he has known this place for many yearsγ»γ»γ»γ»γ»γ»"
Yang Xin had an ominous premonition, and quietly clenched his fists, and there are really many people who do this action at this moment, Yang Ming, Yang Feng, as well as Yang Zheng and Zhang Yingyu, even Wen Lan is like this, but I don't know if they are looking forward to it or uneasy.
Facts have proved that Yang Xin's premonition was right, and the emperor really said, "I intend for him to marry Xin'er, and it is also a wonderful thing to be close to each other." β
As soon as these words came out, Yang Ming's fists clenched tighter, and the green tendons stood out.
Zhang Yingyu breathed a sigh of relief, took a glass of wine and fed it to her mouth, blocking the smile at the corner of her mouth.
Yang Feng also loosened his fist, but he couldn't tell whether he was happy or worried.
Yang Zheng was even more complicated, the corners of his mouth were picked, and he also brought a glass of wine into his mouth, no one could guess his thoughts.
And Wen Lan, she glanced at Yang Zheng out of the corner of her eye, saw his face still calm like a lake, and then withdrew her gaze, took a wine glass and waited to add wine to him.