Ren Yi returned to Yongning Palace and rushed to the warm pavilion to report to Wan Yuyao.

"Back to Niangniang, the matter is done."

Wan Yuyao was half-lying on the bed, the placket of her brand-new clothes was wide open, and a pair of cloud peaks were towering under her vermilion hood.

"How?"

The bewitching woman leaned over slightly, her vicious eyes locked on the waiter.

"Don't worry, Mama Tong was a slave who tied a stone to her foot and sank it into Koi Lake."

"Well, what about Chuxiu Palace?" The woman raised her eyebrows coldly.

The chamberlain smiled:

"Before the dinner was delivered, enough material was added to it, enough for them to sleep for two days, and the silver hairpin couldn't be tested at all. When they opened their eyes, the two of them could only chat with Lord Yama in the Netherworld Mansion. ”

"Hahahaha......"

Wan Yuyao raised her face and laughed wildly, and then restrained her expression:

"You have done a good job on this errand, and this palace will be rewarded tomorrow. Let's go down first, this palace is tired. ”

"Thank you, Niangniang, the slave is leaving."

——

When Cheng Wanli brought people into the hospital, Leng Qingtang and Gu Yunxi were discussing in the room.

"Overseer, there's a letter from Southern Xinjiang!"

This was the first thing Lao Cheng said when he entered the house, and his wide-eyed eyes were dyed with endless joy.

Gu Yunxi slowly got up from the chair, his eyes dazed.

"Where's the letter?" Leng Qingtang raised his eyebrows, excited.

"Back to the Lord, on his subordinates. The colleagues of the transfer station on the road explained that they must personally hand over the secret letter to the overseer. ”

Fan Wei took out a thick letter from his chest and presented it to Gu Yunxi with both hands.

Leng Qingtang looked at Fanwei, and saw that he had a dark complexion and was thin, and his whole body was dusty, and he knew what a hard errand it should be to send the letter to the capital quickly and in the open air, so he said sympathetically:

"Thank you for your hard work, go back and rest for a few days. Wanli, wait a while to get more plates and entangle them with him. ”

Fan Wei hugged his fists and thanked him, and retreated first.

Leng Qingtang took out the letter and shook it, signaling Qianhu and Gu Yunxi to come closer, and the three of them gathered around the lamp to read carefully.

The letter was written by Sun Min, the governor of Liangguang, who gave a detailed account of the information he had obtained during his secret visit to southern Xinjiang since January.

According to the investigation, Wanli hid more than 80,000 private soldiers in Guangxi, respectively in Donglan, Nadi, and Nandan. The person who led them was the leader of the local Dong tribe, so they were also called the "Yi Army" in the local area.

This letter is crucial!

With it, Dongchang can effectively grasp the strength of this armed force and formulate a series of effective combat plans in the future.

In the candlelight, the eyes of the three of them shone brightly, and Gu Yunxi cried with joy.

The god king Wanzong was the murderer who killed her biological father Zheng Ran and slaughtered her all over the house. Many years later, his daughter Wan Yuyao brutalized the concubine in the palace and created an unjust case in the harem.

With the existing letters in hand, Dongchang can finally raise its eyebrows and fight back!

Leng Qingtang looked at Gu Yunxi deeply, and his calm voice released a trace of trembling:

"Girl, this top-secret letter came at the right time!"

Gu Yunxi nodded vigorously, smiled and shed a string of tears, and clenched his little hands into fists and said decisively:

"With it, we can return a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye to Wan's!"

The footsteps suddenly stopped under the porch, and a cautious voice came into the room:

"Overseer, Master, the informant reported that the palace is out of water—"

The night was dark, and the palace was pitch black.

At the end of the day, bursts of black smoke suddenly billowed up from the Chuxiu Palace, and then the sky-high flames could be seen.

Countless flames soared into the sky like a spitting fiery serpent, illuminating most of the sky in an instant.

Countless night owls circled and flapped their wings under the smoky sky, their cries miserable and terrifying.

Leng Qingtang led the crowd into the palace and did not encounter much resistance.

The fire in Chuxiu Palace is fierce, and most of the Shenwu Gate Forbidden Army has been transferred to carry the ash water truck, who can take care of the people who take care of the East Factory?

When he arrived at the fire, Gu Yunxi was stunned, and in his suddenly condensed eyes, there was only Chuxiu Palace, which was surrounded by the fierce firelight.

Dozens of waterwheels on the palace road drove together, and more than a dozen carts on the opposite side brought the ash and sand.

"...... Aunt Jinzhu, they're still inside! Gu Yunxi shouted.

"Hurry up and put out the fire—"

Leng Qingtang gave an order, and the guards immediately took action, carrying buckets, fetching water, and countless palace people took turns to splash the fire.

The tongue of fire was too strong, and there was no momentum to be suppressed at all. In the blazing light, the figures of people rushing around are like weak and humble ants.

With a "boom", the glazed ridge collapsed.

The people who were in a hurry fell silent, looking at the ruins in the flames, and one by one there was no motivation to struggle.

"Niangniang, Niangniang is still inside! Don't stop, go and save people—"

Gu Yunxi cried heartbreakingly, she shouted loudly, snatched the bucket from the hand of a waiter, scooped up half a bucket of water into the water wheel, and staggered to the fire.

Leng Qingtang saw it, pushed a cart of sand and soil alone, and shouted:

"Go on, save people—"

He knew in his heart at this moment that the people in the palace could not be saved.

The current efforts are all in vain, but they are just trying to make up for the loss of the sheep, and try to make this fire not affect the other palaces again.

Because the gate of the outer garden of Chuxiu Palace was still tied with a copper lock at the time of the incident, people were not allowed to approach the fire at this time, let alone break into the door, and could only work outside the fire.

Gu Yunxi threw two buckets of water at the flames that were several people high, and when he went to the waterwheel, the trough was empty.

She threw the bucket in grief and indignation, and looked at the sea of fire with sparkling eyes.

At this moment, the flames swelled all over her eyes, and the hot temperature burned her eyes.

The girl's eyes suddenly became sharp, she pursed her lips and pulled her legs and rushed into the fire, and her hind legs were about to be lifted into the palace, when a white shadow blocked in front of her.

She bumped into him without looking back.

The man's voice was too high-pitched, and it seemed to tear his throat when he shouted:

"Stupid, you don't want to die-"

Then he grabbed her shoulders and pushed her back.

"Let go of me, let go of me, Minglan, you let go of me!"

Gu Yunxi cried and protested until his back touched the rough trunk of a tree dozens of meters away.

"Let go of me, Concubine Xu is still inside, I'm going to save her-"

The girl beat Minglan desperately, crying so much that she couldn't break down.

Minglan pressed her stiffly, her peach blossom eyes were high, the blue tendons on her forehead and temples were bursting up, and her face was angry and anxious:

"You're crazy, the fire is too big, it's too late now!"

Gu Yunxi glared at Minglan angrily and scolded with tears:

"Fuck off, I don't need your fake kindness! It's you, it's you! You're the one who did the poison to the mother-"

A cold wind swept towards her suddenly, and after the crisp sound, Gu Yunxi was dizzy for a moment, and half of his cheeks were burning with pain.

She was completely quiet, her eyes were full of tears, and she raised her eyes to look at Minglan.

His hideous and terrifying facial features faded to normal in the silence, and his pupils suddenly dimmed, deeply locking on the sad but stubborn girl, and his voice was as light as a cloud:

"Gu Yunxi, this governor doesn't want you to die, this governor wants you to live well."

Gu Yunxi's eyebrows moved, his expression was stunned, and he looked at Minglan in a daze, turning around faintly, his white back reflected the red light in full swing, and he followed his slow steps with a long sigh and went away alone, in a trance:

“…… It's not that I don't report it, the time has not yet come......"

——

On the star-gazing tower, the national teacher Yu Xuanji leaned on the top floor, holding the marble fence.

Squinting at the red sky on the other side of the firmament, the piercing redness made him think of the night when his house was destroyed.

Yu Xuanji was not at the scene at that time, but from the description of Leng Qingtang at that time, he could imagine that the fire that night was bright red, so tragic and poignant......

The dark clouds in the sky converged, and the lightning and thunder continued to roar, as if millions of armies were hiding in the clouds and fighting fiercely.

The pupils opened, and Yu Xuanji's two eyes were as sharp as electricity, looking up at the flickering clouds under the combination of thunder and lightning.

The red sleeves of the fairy clothes are rolled up like lotus petals in full bloom, and the bare hands are back, and the national teacher said solemnly:

"Void Moon, take the Soul Charm Charm."

The boy was stunned, did not dare to ask more, and hurriedly ran into the room to get a golden triangular paper talisman.

Yu Xuanji clamped his two fingers, his thin lips moved to read the words, and then threw a paper talisman into the air.

The golden three-piece shape drew a perfect curve in the sky, and under the guidance of Yu Xuanji's gesture, it spread into a long shape, hovering and not moving.

Just listen to Yu Xuanji chanting below:

"Sleepy!"

The long strip of paper runes rolled by itself, as if it was firmly enveloping something, and the bright yellow paper suddenly appeared red, and then a column of red runes appeared.

Yu Xuanji's five fingers were spread out, and he chanted silently in his mouth, watching the curly spell float to his hand with the wind, and he gently held it in the palm of his hand.

The boy tacitly sent the mutton fat jade bottle, the charm fell into the bottle, the boy pressed the bottle stopper in his hand, bowed down and asked Yu Xuanji:

"Dare to ask the Immortal Chief, what should I do with this thing?"

The brilliance of Yu Xuanji's eyes was bright, and after thinking about it, he said gloomily:

"Confess to the Four Elephants, she is too angry and can almost change the heavens, dissolve the evil first, and then talk about it later."

"Yes."

Dao Tong lightly agreed, turned around and went downstairs.