It is not known who set the fire in the first place, maybe it was the panicked palace maid who knocked over a candlestick, maybe the Chinese people who felt that they were not happy enough to vent their anger threw a pine torch, or maybe it was a long-planned arsonist hiding in the chaos......

Those who survived afterwards only knew that the fire spread from the inside of the palace, and that the pavilions and pavilions that had only been built for a few years were made of fine wood materials, dyed with black or red lacquer, which were flammable things, and when the flames were stained on them, they shook with a "whirl". Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoIn the middle of the day, an attic was lit up with flames, red fire, yellow fire, and orange fire, competing on the beams and curtains.

They slowly spread, adding to the chaos of the breached Guard, burning everything they touched to ashes wherever they went. But no one put out the fire, and in the Wei Palace, Wei Hou's cronies were still resisting stubbornly, and Zhu Qing's family soldiers were busy looking for Wei Hou while fighting with them. The people saw the ceremonial silk coins in front of them, the rare treasures, they stopped one after another, competing for grabbing, in their hearts, these things are the people's fat and people's ointment that the monarch has looted in the past few years, and they belong to themselves! Among them, there were many people who chased the screaming palace maids and killed the cowardly temple people.

It was not until the second half of the night that the sporadic fighting subsided, and it was only then that Zhu Qing was able to free up his hands to search and rescue the imprisoned sons and grandsons, who, in their opinion, were candidates for the future monarch.

However, when they reached the prison of the palace, they were all dumbfounded, and the evening breeze just blows, and the fire is getting stronger and stronger, and it has burned to the ground, the stones on the ground are hot, the roof beams are swaying with flames, and the bottomless dungeon is spewing out terrible heat.

As for those inside, there is no life!

Wei Linggong was a prolific monarch in his private life, having more than a dozen children, including six sons and even more grandchildren.

However, these sons and nobles who were invincible yesterday were burned to death in the prison of the Wei Palace in a daze tonight. Under the tongue of fire, the brocade clothes and fur clothes were no easier to survive than the coarse linen and arrowroot cloth, and it was not until the next day that their charred black corpses twisted strangely under the burning of the tongue of fire were transported out one by one, and it was miserable......

"What should I do now?" The doctors were at a loss, and the sons they supported all died without exception.

Shipu is still calm: "Is there still a small grandson of the country?" Even if the Linggong line is cut off, there are still the clan of Xianggong, the clan of Xiangong, and even the clan of Dinggong, as long as they do not come out of the five suits, they can succeed to the throne as the monarch! ”

"The first thing now is to find the faint king!"

But except for the sons and grandsons who died unjustly, Zhu Qing searched the entire Wei Palace, but still did not find the figure of Wei Hou.

"To live to see people, to die to see corpses!" The leader of the rebellion, Shi Pu, was very anxious, and they searched everywhere with red eyes, and then received news from the leader of his clan outside the city, saying that Kuai Yu was dead, and he was going to take Rong soldiers into the city and present the body of Wei Hou Kuai Yu.

A big stone in his heart was finally put down, and Shipu was very happy: "Good, great good!" Let him in. "This is what Shipu promised, the Rong people will help him ambush Kuai, and he will also give them gifts in return, so that they can plunder in the chaotic Diqiu City, and the children will do what they need.

As for the interests of the countrymen, the workers, and the merchants? In the eyes of Shipu, these people are already used up chess pieces, and they can be discarded aside, and the defense of the country after the **** is naturally still controlled by the Qing Dynasty, just like in the past few hundred years, is it possible that the people of the country still want to learn from the Cao State in the south, and come out of the "republic" of hundreds of industrial and commercial families?

But this matter is not over, and no one has yet to be found.

Things have come to this point, they and Wei Hou Kuai are already endless, only by killing the monarch and supporting a distant grandson as the monarch can this rebellion become a reasonable act.

So even with it, the ten-year-old prince can't let it go!

After looking around, I still found clues.

Wei Hou's eldest sister Bo Ji was rescued by Zi Lu, and Lu Jiang and the crown prince were also taken back to the Kong Mansion not far from the palace by him!

"Kong Yu, does this want to be the summoning prince who saved King Xuan of Zhou in the riot of the country?" Shi Pu sneered, this old political enemy did this, which just gave him a reason.

The people of the country have lost control, and Shipu doesn't care about them, he gathered the soldiers of the Shi family, the Sun family, the Beigong family, the Gongshu family, and the Taishu family, a total of three or four thousand people, and a group of people couldn't even care about putting out the fire, and drove towards the Kong family's mansion!

Behind them, the towering pavilion of the palace has been burned to the ground and is about to collapse......

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"Father! Prince Weijun is in the mansion, and Zhu Qing will definitely not give up! ”

In Kong's house, Kong Yan was begging his father Kong Yu, hoping not to leave the hot potato at home.

"Diqiu is already in chaos, apart from here, where else can the lady and the crown prince go?" Kong Yu was also very helpless, and sent Sima Zilu, who was in danger, to save his wife Boji, who expected that Boji not only wanted to get out of danger by himself, but also brought Mrs. Jun and the prince back. Kong Yu is a good old man, soft-hearted, was held by Lu Jiang and bowed down to cry, seeing the orphans and widows trembling in the night breeze is really pitiful, so he agreed to shelter them.

Now the price has come, and under the reflection of the fire of the Guards, countless soldiers of the Zhuqing family have poured in from all directions, surrounding his mansion. Shipu asked people to pass the word and ask the Kong clan to hand over the prince immediately, and also swore that they would not harm him.

"Shipu is ruthless, comparable to his ancestor Shila, once the prince goes out, he will definitely be killed immediately. What's more, I heard that the sons and grandsons of the Linggong lineage died in the palace, and the monarch also died outside the city, and the prince is his only bloodline. ”

Kong Yu was not cured of his serious illness, and he woke up from a coma not long ago, and his shape was erect, but after making up his mind, he stood straighter than his son, who was taller than others.

Kong Yan was so anxious that he stomped his feet: "My family only has a few hundred clan soldiers, how can I be the enemy of the thousands of red-eyed Zhuqing tribes outside?" ”

"This ......" Kong Yu sighed: "Only Zhuqing came to besiege, and there were no Chinese people, and with the high wall, they might be able to hold out until dawn." ”

"Father, what about after dawn?"

"Lord, gentleman, after dawn, there will be a turnaround!"

Under the light of the fire, it was Zi Lu who was wearing a martial arts crown and armor and walked over with Ge, followed by nearly a hundred heavily armed retainers and diners.

"Sub-road...... Is it difficult to go here with the old decay? "Kong Yu himself can't command the army, and all the hopes of defending the family house are pinned on Zilu. Previously, he took more than ten people, and dared to rush into the palace pretending to be the soldiers of other Qing clans, and found Bo Ji and others in a chaotic situation, and sent them back safely and soundly.

Zi Lu arched his hand and said: "Those who eat their food do not avoid their difficulties, not to mention that the master said, people with lofty ideals and benevolence, there is no survival to harm benevolence, there is killing to become benevolent, the lord does not hesitate to be the enemy of Qiangqing in order to protect the orphans and widows, this is benevolence and righteousness, we are the teachers of benevolence and righteousness, and we are brave, with one enemy and five is not a problem, persist until dawn, there will be a turnaround." ”

Kong Yi was unconvinced: "What does Zilu mean by the turning point?" ”

There are many crises, but Zilu is not afraid, he laughed and said: "I am not completely sure, I just feel that with Zhao Zitai's temperament, I am absolutely reluctant to let half of the emperor be buried by Weihou!" ”

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"This fire is truly spectacular." Shaking the horn cup and sipping the wine, Zhao Yi, the commander of the Zhao Garrison, stood by the canal and enjoyed the scenery of the Wei Palace in the distance.

The commanding heights of the Emperor Hill, the new platform in the Wei Palace, are crumbling in the sea of fire. The flames are like bouquets of flowers, blooming in the night sky, competing with each other to bloom. Lighting all the candles in the entire Emperor Hill is not as good as this blazing torch.

Since Gongzi Ying was killed, the Diqiu Rebellion has lasted for four days, but the Canal District located in Waiguo has not been affected, this is the territory of the Zhao family, and it is a forbidden area that the guards and rebels dare not cross. Therefore, merchants from all over the world rushed in to take refuge, and they were also looking at the flames with wide eyes, and the expressions on their faces were both fascinated and frightened.

As for those veterans of the Zhao clan who stood behind the fence, they had already seen countless Qing clans destroyed during the Jin Civil War, and countless cities turned into flames, so it was no wonder. Hee-hee-ha-ha, he didn't take it seriously, and began to bet on how long the historic building would last.

Zhao Yi's mood was more complicated, he was thinking back to the history of that high platform, and after coming to Weiguo, he made a lot of effort to understand.

Two hundred years ago, Wei Xuangong violated the heavens, built a new platform in Puyang, and then married his daughter-in-law Xuanjiang, since then this high platform has become a symbol of extravagance, wealth and **** of the country.

Zhao Yi has been to more than once, she is a majestic and tall building, carved Mulan to think that the beam, ornamented Wen Xing thought to be the beam, the beautiful flying pavilion is high to the sky, look up to see the beauty of the light and slow floating of the clouds, look down to see the canal water pen straight long, can also see the lush garden......

After Wei Xuangong, more than a dozen Wei Hou feasted guests here, and countless Wei Qing gave orders here, but today, this high platform, which has been renovated many times, has finally come to her end.

After the fire burned for most of the night, the six-foot-high Xintai let out a violent groan, which was so earth-shattering that it could even be heard by the canal. Then the stone that was the foundation fell apart, and part of the upper tower fell, and the collision on the ground shook the entire palace, rolling up dust and smoke that covered the sky.

All conversation came to an abrupt halt, and everyone watched intently as she was destroyed.

"It's a pity ......"

The hard work and foundation of Wei Hou and Wei Qing of the past dynasties collapsed like this. Zhao Yi sighed in pity, and told himself clearly that everything in the past of the country was dead, burned, and ceased to exist, and the monarch and the secretary of the monarch had turned into dust with his own decadence and conspiracy.

"The flames burned the intertwined dead vines and rotten trees, leaving a field of ashes, and exotic flowers could bloom in this land......"

Thinking of Zhao Wuxian's instructions before leaving, Zhao Yi threw the horn cup, stood up, and looked at the more than a thousand Zhao pawns gathered in front of him. They left the familiar battle formation and came to Weiguo for two whole years, not just a few merchant ships in the canal.

He waved his hand, and the red daze fluttered in the night wind.

"Drumming, trumpeting, and excitement are almost the same, and the second and third sons should also do their business!"

That's right, after this fire, the original class of the patriotic country will collapse and cease to exist. And a new order will be established, and this will become a solid hub between Jin and Lu, and at the same time, it will also be the country of the Zhao family!

In the East, the dawn is approaching......

(To be continued.) )