Hearing Ye Yingwu's words, whether it was Jiang Wanli, Ye Yingji, or Wen Tianxiang, they couldn't help but shudder, and their hearts were shocked. Although the two of them said that governing the country may not be as good as those famous ministers who have been famous for the ages, they still have foresight, so Ye Yingwu talked about the possibility of the fall of the Southern Song Dynasty, and instead of blaming Ye Yingwu for being alarmist, an imperceptible light flashed in their eyes.

Jiang Wanli hesitated for a moment, and Huo Ran got up: "This is a God-given opportunity, and it is fleeting. The old man will resign now, Song Rui, polish the ink for the old man! Far away, Lin'an is already a place of right and wrong, and it is not advisable to stay for a long time, so you should go to Du'an with the Jiang family. Yuanlie, the Duke of the Town of Ru Father has sent a letter, asking you to go to Qingyuan quickly, I will let Song Rui accompany you, the matter of the Duke of the Town to exterminate the Haikou can not be delayed any longer, otherwise it will be unfavorable to him! ”

Looking at the unshakable majesty that suddenly emanated from the old man's body, the three of them were awe-inspiring in their hearts, and they gave up their hands at the same time. Ye Yingji and Wen Tianxiang were even more surprised, just now the two of them thought that Ye Yingwu's proposal for the destruction of Xiangyang City was just nonsense, and now seeing the appearance of the master as if he was facing a great enemy, he naturally did not dare to take it lightly, and he was even more surprised by Ye Yingwu.

Could it be that the stubborn and brainless Ye family's second yamen suddenly became insightful after a heavy blow?

"Master, Lu Shidao is still drunk with people, it is said that Prime Minister Jia Cheng sent the Fuzhong family general to strictly order him to leave, but Lu Shidao Yanei thinks that he has suffered a great shame and must pay for his blood debts, but several Yanai of the Wang family, the Zhang family and the Ma family have all returned safely." The butler walked in with a tired but excited face.

Jiang Wanli's face sank, Jia seemed to say that he wanted to control the situation of the matter, and he didn't want to make the matter really big, so when Jiang Wanli asked for his resignation, he still had room to maneuver. And the Lu family seems to have understood the truth, and did not stand up to support the two yamen, but chose to swallow this sulk and wait for the next day.

Ye Yingji and Wen Tianxiang also figured out the trick, and their faces were also not good-looking. Ye Yingwu frowned: "Uncle Yang, what did Lu Shidao do when he was drunk in the spring breeze?" ”

Seeing that the faces of the master and several Yanei were not good, although the housekeeper Yang Bo didn't know why, he still hurriedly took away the smile on the corner of his mouth, and he didn't care about the sweat on his forehead: "Before I came, Lu Shidao Yanei entered the drunken spring breeze and smashed and beaten, not only drove away a lot of strangers, but also threatened to burn the drunken spring breeze, fortunately, the Jiafu family arrived in time to stop this little Yama King, the two sides were at a stalemate at that time, and I don't know what happened now." ”

Ye Yingwu's face suddenly softened a lot, and his tone became calm: "Master." ”

Jiang Wanli already understood: "Song Rui, you draft a concert for me, impeach the Lu family, and threaten the old man to return to his hometown with beggar bones!" Far Lie, the drunken spring breeze is please, success or failure, in one fell swoop. If the old man and the others can get out of the country, even if they return to the township, it will be a great success. ”

"Yes!" Wen Tianxiang hurriedly replied and hurriedly went to the study.

"Big brother, let's go, drunk spring breeze." Ye Yingwu's words were loud.

The living must be caught, so that no one can deny it.

Suddenly, Ye Yingwu hoped that Lu Shidao, the timid guy who was as timid as a mouse, would be able to harden himself.

Throughout the Northern Song Dynasty and the Southern Song Dynasty, since the founding of the Song Dynasty Taizu Zhao Kuangyin until the Southern Song Dynasty perished in Yashan, the party struggle has never been broken. Now for Ye Yingwu, the best way is to help Jiang Wanli and other aspiring people who are fighting against Mongolia to jump out of the quagmire of Lin'an as soon as possible, and stay away from those so-called party struggles, so that they can form their own and powerful enough forces as quickly as possible.

This is already Ye Yingwu's only choice.

If Lu Shidao is really soft, Ye Yingwu must secretly do something, and no matter what, he must implement the charge of Lu Shidao burning drunk spring breeze in order to expand the impact of this matter to the extreme, but when he thought that he might become an arsonist just after crossing over, Ye Yingwu still felt a little strange in his heart.

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Lin'an, Houshi Street.

The soft waves of West Lake and the gentle spring breeze could no longer smooth out the billowing smoke, and people screamed and fled in all directions. Dozens of strong men carried water from the lake and tried to rush in, but were stopped by the panicked crowd. In all directions, there are high-ranking officials and nobles who have fled from the wilderness, looking for Fangke, and those warblers and warblers who never go out of the fence on weekdays.

"Get out of the way!" Seeing that the fire had been ignited, Ye Yingwu was not nervous, but first breathed a sigh of relief, and then waved his whip fiercely, pulling away a disheveled fat man who squeezed over, as if he knew that the master on the horse was not easy to mess with, and the fat man with a strong copper smell flashed away without the slightest hesitation.

Fortunately, the Ye family's Erya, which was originally the famous street tiger on this flower street, not to mention that Ye Erya's Nei became famous in the first battle during the day today, and the people who fled everywhere still did not forget to avoid this fierce god from a distance in panic, for fear of being whipped. And some bold and good things are even more coaxed, this man who is not afraid of heaven and earth is clearly coming to teach Lu Shidao who is drunk with the spring breeze and arson, can you not watch it if it is so lively?

The fire in the distance has become more and more intense, the water in the small pond and the well has been useless, and the West Lake is obviously behind it, but because it is the front yard that is burning, people can no longer enter. And the strong men who went to the West Lake at the entrance of the street to fetch water were blocked by the crowd, and suddenly the ** Chunfang, who was drunk with the spring breeze, regretted why he didn't look at the piece of land at the entrance of the street, and when the time came, he really couldn't open the window and jump directly into the lake, didn't he?

And the arsonist had red eyes at this time, and he yelled like crazy, and a row of evil servants of the Lu family protected him to death. The general and several servants of the Jia Mansion who came to stop him suddenly looked weak, and angry and embarrassed expressions inevitably appeared on their faces.

But Lu Shidao was like crazy, waving the torch wantonly, trying to ignite every inch of the curtain that could be ignited.

The drunken spring breeze and the girls in the nearby Goolan Chu Pavilion who had been affected by the fire naturally gathered on the street trembling with a panicked face, and there were many people on the road ahead, screams everywhere, and there were a lot of gold and silver sprinkled on the ground, and there were even blood stains from the people who were pushed to the ground. Some ill-intentioned people are taking advantage of the chaos to hurriedly pick up valuable things on the ground, stirring up the situation even more.

"He's a madman." Looking at Lu Shidao's crazy appearance, Chunfang muttered, for a complete madman, even if she has been tested for a long time and has seen all kinds of seekers in the industry, she can't help but be helpless.

During the day, Ye Yingwu knocked Lu Shidao to the ground in an absolutely flying and absolutely domineering way, trampling on his self-esteem and self-confidence, and even tearing off his gentle and elegant surface, making his extremely ugly heart completely exposed, and accepting the ridicule and ridicule of the world, which also made this noble son, who was addicted to excessive wine on weekdays, fall directly into the abyss that can no longer be recovered, and completely go to the gloom.

The sound of horses' hooves sounded, and the people running around slowly stopped.

Ye Yingwu took the lead and rushed straight towards Lu Shidao, who was guarded by Tuan Tuan, and the Jiang family and the Ye family, which were full of twenty people behind him, rushed fiercely towards the evil servants of the Lu family from both sides.

However, it seems that the battle in the day has sucked out the backbone of the evil servants of the Lu family, and when they saw this fierce god coming again, the arrogance just now disappeared, and it was replaced by an indelible fear, coupled with the fact that it had been rampant and domineering for so many years, this arson was really the first time, so the evil servants were a little uneasy in their hearts, and they didn't know who took the lead, so they threw down the stick in their hands and fled in all directions.

In this way, the evil servant of the Lu family collapsed in the exclamation of the people.

Ye Yingwu stunted Lu Shidao with a whip. The big men who went to fetch water finally squeezed in, and hurriedly rushed to the drunken spring breeze that was already wrapped in the fire.

Looking around, Ye Yingwu found that all those who escaped were some vulgar fans and the drunken spring breeze ** Chunfang, his heart tightened at the moment, and he strode forward: "What about people?" ”

Chunfang was stunned for a moment, then understood, and said with a wry smile: "This Lu family's yamen burns in the front yard, and no one in the backyard knows what the situation is." ”

There is no need to think about the implication, Ye Yingwu gritted his teeth, reached out and tore a sleeve of his shirt fiercely, and then directly stopped in front of a turtle who was about to come forward with a bucket, wet the placket and wrapped it around his mouth and nose, and grabbed the bucket and rushed into the already burning fire.

"Yuanlie, no!" Ye Yingji, who came from behind, shouted loudly, but how could he stop Ye Yingwu's figure?

Ye Yingwu was in a hurry, and the eight horses couldn't be pulled back, and Ye Yingji, who was just a cheap brother who told him a story, naturally couldn't pull it back. The scorching wave of air was already coming, and the loyal Ye family members behind him didn't dare to go any further. Ye Yingwu clenched his fists and lifted the bucket to pour the water inside on his head, although he was drenched and could prevent the flames for a while, his clothes were soaked and it was extremely uncomfortable to cling to his body.

"Yanai!" A family member didn't know which bystander was about to snatch a saber, "Yanei, it's too dangerous, let's let so-and-so go!" ”

Ye Yingwu snatched the saber in his hand, holding the handle of the knife in his hand, now it is too late to regret it, because there is no place to find a bucket of water to pour on his body, if there is no soaked clothes to protect him, people rushing in like this is tantamount to looking for death.

Eyes focused on the tip of the knife that flashed with firelight, Ye Yingwu gently inhaled the soaked cloth strip of cold air, to be honest, this is the first time that Ye Yingwu has taken this kind of sword-edged and bright saber in his previous life and this life, his mouth is speechless, Ye Yingwu simply made a gesture at the family members who were also urgent and did not want him to risk his life, and rushed straight into the drunken spring breeze gate that had been blackened by the flames.

When the scorching wave of air turned into a real flame, Ye Yingwu suddenly envied the firefighters who were carrying the water dragon, if grandma had such a set of equipment, how could he be afraid of this little flame, a pillar in front of him had fallen, and the splashing sparks hit Ye Yingwu's soaked clothes, and after the flash, it was helplessly extinguished.

Ye Yingwu snorted lightly, and with a slash of his saber, he split the already blackened pillar, and the flames around him quickly surrounded him, baking his clothes and stirring up layers of mist. Because of the spread of the fire, the main building in the front yard of the drunken spring breeze has been red, and the stairs originally used to connect have also been burned off, but fortunately, the people in the main building have escaped, otherwise there is really no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground.

The burned staircase collapsed, blocking the gate to the backyard, and in desperation, Ye Yingwu crossed a few tables and chairs that had not yet been poisoned, and casually lifted the teapot on the table, regardless of whether it was hot or cold water, he simply threw it at the flame in front of him, the porcelain pot shattered, and the tea splashed, even if there was a sizzling water vapor, it could only be said that it was better than nothing.

"Grandma's, Lao Tzu just had a brain fever." Ye Yingwu scolded secretly, but he would think of the starry eyes of the autumn water during the day today, and he was always unsure whether to go back the way he came, after all, the backyard was leaning against the West Lake, and there were small bridges and flowing water, and the scenery of the pond and summer lotus, so it would not be burned clean for a while.

"Bang!" A pillar collapsed, and those tables and chairs were also buried in the fire, and Ye Yingwu couldn't go back.

Fortunately, the side rooms around him were not spread by the fire, Ye Yingwu hurriedly crashed into the door, these side rooms are lived by the girls who are mediocre or old and decrepit, although they are somewhat similar to Qiqin's boudoir in style, but they are inevitably a lot simpler, and they are far from the kind of bookish and elegant atmosphere, just pure rouge taste.

"There are windows." Ye Yingwu breathed a sigh of relief, untied the strip of cloth that had almost been dried, the fire behind him had already burned into the house, Ye Yingwu couldn't hesitate, he simply gritted his teeth and split the locked window, then jumped on the table in three steps and two steps, and jumped out along the window.

Just as Ye Yingwu left with his front foot, the raging flames behind him had already spread to the tables and chairs just now, and then swallowed up the window frames, curtains, and window lattices.

The layout of this courtyard in the back is somewhat similar to the layout of Qiqin's small courtyard, so Ye Yingwu fell into the pond headlong, Ye Yingwu felt the comfort of the cool water soaking his body, and had to sincerely thank the drunken spring breeze ** Chunfang, if it wasn't for the living water of the West Lake, I'm afraid Ye Yanei would have to stick to the sludge to go to the fire to save the beauty.

This small courtyard is empty, the fire extends along the trees to the grass and pavilions, through the half-hidden courtyard gate, Ye Yingwu can see several turtles and maidservants are desperately pouring water to put out the fire, but this drunken spring breeze backyard is not allowed to come in on weekdays, and the few turtles who appeared must have run wrong when the fire started.

With just two or three men and a few weak maids, it would be really thankful that the fire could be suppressed. Ye Yingwu didn't bother to care about them, he climbed out of the pond and strode through the small courtyard that was almost shrouded in flames, I have to say that today seems to be Tianzhu Lu Shidao, a fire is encountering strong winds, so the fire is fierce and abnormal, which is really rare.

Several Fang seekers were not even as brave as the turtle prince and the maids, hiding in the corner of the wall and trembling constantly, looking at the luxurious clothes on their bodies and the white paper fans thrown on the ground, Ye Yingwu frowned, but in the end he didn't say anything, these scholars who came out of nowhere in the Great Song Dynasty have never been lacking, if they had the courage to fight fires, the country would not be defeated or would die out step by step.

The scholar misled the country, and it seems to be full of discrimination and contempt, but it is extremely practical to describe all kinds of things in the last years of the Southern Song Dynasty.

Rao is back is a raging fire, Ye Yingwu still couldn't help but stop and sighed softly, it was this fire, after several calcination, it couldn't burn out the iron bones, because the cowardly hiding in the corner of the wall was not real money, but dead branches and leaves, and once the fire passed, only powder remained.

The beautiful scenery of the small bridge and flowing water seen in the day is no longer what it used to be, and the endless stream reflects the firelight and panicked figures running back and forth. Ye Yingwu looked up, but found that he didn't notice that the wall near the West Lake in the backyard of the drunken spring breeze was a little outrageous during the day, even if he stood on the small bridge, he could only see a row of thin weeping willows on the other side of the wall.

The fire has spread to the first courtyard on the left and right, and there is a more and more fierce posture, the weak flowing water can not stop the burning of the fire at all, and the water of the West Lake outside the high wall is simply not accessible by manpower. Ye Yingwu frowned, and had to express his regret for the backwardness of the ancient fire prevention measures, but after all, the level of science and technology was there, and there were always a lot of wooden barrels for scooping water, so it was already a rainy day.

"Bad ・・・・・ Ye Yanei?!" A servant girl suddenly saw a hesitant figure standing on the bridge, and hurriedly stretched out her hand to greet her, as if she had finally found a ray of light to rely on in the darkness, "Ye Yanei, here!" ”

It is the maid of Qiqin, who can be a maid for Lin'an Oiran, and her appearance is naturally good, and the temperament of the little jasper exuded by this little girl herself is the icing on the cake. However, Ye Yingwu didn't care about it so much now, strode up and grabbed the maid's wrist a little roughly:

"Why are you still here?!"

Knowing that this Ye Yanei and his own young lady are entangled clearly, although this Ye Yanei was stalking and even forcing the young lady to die at the beginning, but today's temperament has indeed changed greatly, and his own young lady is also from the beginning of the rather die to the later personal toast, in short, today's things during the day are chaotic, and tonight's fire is even more inexplicable, so this maid is already dizzy, and there is only this Ye Yanei who suddenly appeared in this sea of fire, even if it is unreliable, she can only rely on him.

The maid didn't care about Ye Yingwu's hand holding her wrist like a steel tong, causing a hot pain, and even because she was a little moved to see Ye Yingwu so distressed about her own young lady as always, there were some tears in her eyes.

Seeing that this maid was about to cry at every turn, Ye Yingwu could only leave her, since she was here, it meant that Qiqin was still in the courtyard, so she simply threw the bright steel knife in her hand, picked up her robe and tore out a few strips of cloth to soak it in water before going inside.

The fire was raging and had spread outside the small courtyard, and the willow trees swaying in the wind undoubtedly contributed to the fire, but these willow trees were connected by the wall, so the flowers and trees in the courtyard were soon set on fire. Ye Yingwu didn't have time to look at the small building he had seen in the daytime, the door of the building was half-hidden, but the melodious fluttering came the sound of the piano, like gurgling water, slowly flowing from the high mountains, a "high mountain flowing water", sometimes tactful, sometimes grand.

Ye Yingwu didn't have time to appreciate the sound of the piano that nourished his heart, so he pushed the door straight in.

The sound of the piano suddenly turned, and the original tactful and low all dissipated, and a sad atmosphere slowly emerged, permeating the inside and outside of the small building, confronting the flames that were getting closer and closer. If Ye Yingwu is slightly familiar with the rhythm, you can hear that this is Ji Kang's "Guangling San" that shocked the world for thousands of years before he died, but "Guangling San" disappeared with Ji Kang's death, and then all dynasties passed down to the people at that time according to the remnants of the song left behind and their own imagination, but Rao is so, and there is still a proud and independent spirit when played, so we can see how shocking the original song of "Guangling San" should be.

As if she heard the sound of pushing the door and footsteps, the woman who was sitting quietly in front of the window with her back to the door said lightly: "Bell, is it about to burn here?" ”

Ye Yingwu was stunned, and there was a beautiful back in front of him, although Qiqin was still covered with a light veil outside, making the whole figure look hazy and a little blurry, but the black hair hanging like a waterfall and the fingers dancing on the strings were real and exquisite.

"Bell, why don't you answer? Are you scared? "Guangling San" was about to reach its climax, and Qiqin said softly, as if playing that piece was just doing what she wanted, and she didn't care.

"Let's go, take you out while the fire hasn't burned yet." Ye Yingwu originally wanted to sigh, from the sound of the piano he had already heard a strong intent to die, although the girl in front of him was wandering in the dust, but she was definitely a soft character on the outside and strong on the inside, otherwise she would have been in the mood to play the piano here.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and the shadow seemed to freeze.

Outside could already hear the sound of the fire burning the trees and the panicked shouting of the maid called the bell, Qiqin stood up and looked at Ye Yingwu, who was soaked up and down, this person with a seven-trick exquisite heart still didn't understand, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Life is happy, death is no regrets." The slave family just has this body, and it will cause countless disasters, even if they are buried in this sea of fire, what does it matter? The noble body in the ya, why should it be so? ”

Ye Yingwu rolled his eyes: "Since I dare to come in, I can take you out alive, a girl's family, talk about life and death, such an ethereal and elusive thing, how can mortals see through it, if it sees through it, what is the use?" ”

Before the words fell, Qiqin couldn't resist, Ye Yingwu took her hand and rushed out of the door in a hurry. Qiqin's face flushed, but she thought that her beloved Qin was still on the case, but the raging fire had spread from the wings on both sides, and the heat wave was blowing, so she could only hesitate, so she could only let Ye Yingwu rush out of the courtyard that was about to become purgatory.

The bell, who had been waiting outside, gritted his teeth and carried a bucket of water, and when he saw the two of them coming out, he screamed, and a white Lian flew out of the barrel, extinguishing the flames from the courtyard gate, and the three of them did not say a word, and rushed out quickly taking advantage of this gap.

The small bridge in the middle of the backyard has not been affected by the flames because of the gurgling stream, Ye Yingwu is okay, Qiqin and the bell are both raised in the deep boudoir's daughter's house, and they have run this not a short distance, and they are already panting by holding on to the railing.

Looking at Ye Yingwu, who was standing at the head of the bridge, the bell took a breath lightly before lowering his voice and saying, "Sister, you are such a lover, don't let it down." ”

Qiqin's pretty face doesn't know whether it is the firelight or shame, in short, it is a rare pink, this Lin'an Oiran is in a desperate situation, and she doesn't care about her own maids who are not big or small on weekdays, just staring at the world engulfed by flames, and also looking at the literati who are hiding in the corner and shivering.

"Ah, those sour Confucians, on weekdays, the 'Zhihu is also' personable, and I don't know how many sisters have won the hearts of these sisters in this drunken spring breeze, but when I see it today, it is so unbearable." Bell pouted, very disdainful.

Ye Yingwu leaned on the railing and looked around, the fire had swallowed up all the courtyards of the drunken spring breeze, the landscape of the small bridge and flowing water was located in the middle of the drunken spring breeze, and the fire was already raging all around, and the water surface of the stream also began to rise mist, if it was steamed and dried up after a while, there would really be no hiding place. And the surrounding flowers and trees may become the best accelerant at any time, turning this small bridge and flowing water into a purgatory that is no different from other places.

Where should I go?

Although I don't say it, but the fine and dense fragrant sweat on the forehead corners of Qiqin and the bell has already shown that the temperature here is too high and it is not suitable to stay, Ye Yingwu has just crossed and fallen into such a desperate situation, but there are still two weak women around him who are powerless, even if the sky falls, he must hold on.

"Yanai, Yanai!" Suddenly, through the flames, shouts could be heard coming from the direction of the front yard, and the sound was getting louder and louder.

Several figures carrying buckets appeared in the depths of the flames, because the fire had been burning for a while, so there were actually only some broken walls left in the front yard of the drunken spring breeze, but it was the best place to extinguish it, and there were still courtyards and high walls in the back, which seemed to be close to the West Lake, but in fact it was far away.

"Let's go." The stream was almost evaporated, and some flowers and plants had already been stained with sparks, Ye Yingwu didn't dare to stay any longer, so he simply stopped his waist and picked up Qiqin, and then let the bell grab the corner of his clothes, after all, as a maid, the bell still does a lot of things to walk back and forth and clean the court on weekdays, so his physical strength is still stronger.

Although Qiqin was very shy, but surrounded by fire, life and death, she couldn't hesitate, but stretched out her arm around Ye Yingwu's neck, the two of them were obviously lovers in love, and no one could have imagined that they had reached the point of life and death before.

"Yuan Lie, second brother!!" A figure broke through the flames, it was Ye Ying, the eldest man of the Ye family.

Looking at the eldest brother who rushed over regardless of his safety, Ye Yingwu's heart warmed, this was the first time since he crossed over that he felt the warmth of family affection in his blood, even in his previous life, this was rare.

found the figure of his younger brother, and saw Ye Yingwu nephrite in his arms, Ye Yingji showed a comfortable smile, and it is rare to see an infatuated lover. The Ye family's family members followed closely behind their own big ya, and the second yamen rushed into the fire and their lives were unknown, if there was any mistake in the big ya, they would commit suicide in shame even if Ye Mengding didn't punish them.

When they saw the figure in the second ya, the Ye family members even forgot that they were in the fire, and broke out into cheers. Ye Yingji looked at his younger brother who had suddenly matured, and he was full of words and condemnation, but in the end, he could only murmur: "Everything is safe, it's good, it's good." ”

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Ye Yingwu strode out of the fire, although he was a little embarrassed, but it can also be said to be unscathed, Qiqin struggled down as soon as he walked out of the drunken spring breeze, but the beautiful scene in Ye Erya's house still couldn't escape the eyes of most people, and the crowd erupted in cheers.

And Chunfang looked at her signboard and cash cow coming back safely, so she naturally hurried up to greet the cold and ask for warmth, for fear that something would go wrong.

Ye Yingwu glanced at her lightly, and Qiqin, who was standing on the side with a blushing face, put on a veil, and stretched out his hand and gently pulled Ye Yingwu's sleeve: "Thank you Ye Yanei for risking death to save her this time, if it weren't for Ye Yanei's fire, the slave family would have become a dry bone in the fire." ”

If it is said that Ye Yingwu can still put on a stand in the face of Chunfang, then for Qiqin, a girl who is extremely beautiful and has an indescribable love debt with Ye Yingwu before him, Ye Yanei can't care less even if he is ruthless, and said softly at the moment: "Originally, I owed you my life, and it was not enough to bow during the day, but this time I want to thank Lu Shidao, and I finally paid it off." ”

Qiqin was stunned, she didn't expect that Ye Yingwu rushed into the fire single-handedly just to make amends for herself, and she felt a strange feeling in her heart, both moved and a little inexplicably disappointed, maybe she thought that Ye Yingwu came to ・・・・・・

Not noticing Qiqin's careful thoughts beside him, Ye Yingwu's eyes stayed on Lu Shidao, who was still lying on the ground, and those Lu family members were already kneeling on the ground and constantly kowtowing and begging for mercy. And the general of the Jia family who came to convey the order seemed unwilling to meet with the second official of the Ye family, who had been in the limelight for a while, and he had already hurried back to the house at some point.

Glancing at Lu Shidao silently, Ye Yingwu turned around and arched his hand at the onlookers and said: "Uncles, please testify for the kid, this fang is mad, regardless of the safety of the common people, arson, not only violates the iron law of my Great Song Zhengzheng, but also is morally incomplete, and his behavior is outrageous!" ”

"Yanai's words are reasonable!"

"I'll wait for myself to testify for the officials, please rest assured!"

The surrounding should be harmonious, for the tiger as a servant, flying and domineering Lu family Ya, these often haunt the Fang Seekers who have long been unpleasant, especially those businessmen with lower status, who are not less oppressed by Lu Shidao and other powerful people in the dynasty on weekdays, and now Prime Minister Jia Cheng, who is above 10,000 people under one person, has sent a general to make it clear that he will not shelter them, and the businessmen who are good at seizing the opportunity will naturally hurry up and take revenge.

What's more, Ye Yingwu broke into the fire alone just now, which really made many young people look bloody, and they couldn't wait to follow him this way.

"Everyone, Ye doesn't thank you." Ye Yingwu replied loudly, with a faint smile in his voice, "If you have some spare time, you can come to Jiangfu to sit down, or send caravans to Du'an and other places." ”

In Ye Yingwu's words, he has put the businessmen and the bureaucratic group he is in the same position, and this is unimaginable in China, which has always emphasized agriculture and suppressed business, even in the Southern Song Dynasty, which encouraged businessmen, which naturally won the favor of many businessmen.

The fire had gradually been extinguished, and although it was early at this time, most of the people had already been in high spirits after such a toss, and if they had not been stopped by the crowd running around, they would have left early.

And this time the biggest loss is undoubtedly the drunken spring breeze ** Chunfang, not only his hard-earned family business was burned, the life and death of several baby "daughters" are unknown, and there are so many "daughters" waiting to eat, there is no place to stay. As for the Fang seekers who gather on weekdays, Chunfang really didn't expect much from them.

The culprit Lu Shidao has already been arrested by the Lin'an Mansion who came to hear the news, as for what will happen to him, it is no longer something that Chunfang and other people at the bottom of the society can control, but at least the Lu family's attitude of admitting mistakes and accepting softness is still very clear, and after a while, they sent someone to send a lot of silver, wanting to calm down the situation, so as not to make the Lu family's already notorious reputation stink.

Ye Yingwu watched with great interest as the catchers of Lin'an Mansion did their best to handcuff Lu Shidao who was rolling on the ground, and then escorted him and the trembling evil servants of the Lu family away. As if he already knew that he had become an outcast, the eyes of the evil servants of the Lu family who looked at Ye Yingwu at the end became complicated for the first time.

seemed to feel something, Ye Yinghe, who had been silently waiting behind Ye Yingwu since he came out of the fire, sighed softly, but he also didn't have a good impression of these evil servants who were bullying and preying on weekdays, and this sigh was more like lamenting his brother's transformation.

I think that the young man who was looking for beauty on the horse at the beginning, once upon a time, he had become stable and mature, wise and courageous, and even became unrecognizable.

Ye Yingwu didn't notice the change in Ye Yingji's psychology, but flew off the horse, didn't look at the panicked Chunfang, and walked directly to the veiled woman standing behind Chunfang.

Seeing Ye Yingwu slowly walking over, Qiqin, who was already veiled, was still unwilling to meet his scorching gaze after all, and turned sideways slightly.

Presumably her life is not easy, with the name of Lin'an Oiran on her head, which has attracted the envy and jealousy of many people, not to mention that the drunken spring breeze was burned this time, which stems from the contradictions between Ye Yingwu and Lu Shidao, and the root of these contradictions is in Qiqin.

Sure enough, those warblers and swallows who were drunk with the spring breeze were all standing far away.

"Come with me?" Ye Yingwu tilted his head slightly, squinted his eyes, and seemed to have returned to the time when he was in a romantic situation, and who didn't know Ye Langjun in the thirty-six flower streets and willow lanes of Lin'an?

"Drunken spring breeze reconstruction, I don't worry about grandma." Qiqin replied simply, but she didn't want to look at Ye Yingwu's gaze, it seemed that she also knew that refusing at this time was undoubtedly the most poisonous word in the world, but she couldn't rest assured that she had taken care of her for so many years and had never forced anything.

The girls around had already abandoned the fear of watching the drunken spring breeze collapse in the flames just now, and had forgotten how this peerless woman beside them had aroused their jealousy, and instead gathered around, throwing a wink from time to time, and secretly sending a song of autumn waves.

Ye Yingwu just looked at Qiqin, suddenly smiled, tore off a piece of jade pendant from his waist and handed it to her, and then seemed to have his mind in mind, and flew on the horse without any attachment, the horsewhip was raised high, and he galloped away, leaving only the sound still echoing.

"Okay, Young Master Ben is waiting, farewell today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to meet, take care."

Looking at the chic figure of the Ye family's second yamen when he left, many girls couldn't help but pout their lips at his incomprehensible style, and they didn't know if they hoped that they could also become the beauty waiting for the hero to save in the fire.

A few girls who have a good relationship with Qiqin also came to Qiqin's side and laughed in a low voice, Qiqin's delicate body trembled slightly, her face must have turned red, and she held the jade pendant tightly in her palm, feeling the warmth of the jade.

An ordinary sentence of "take care", but it was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and it smashed straight into the heart, and it was extremely painful. The chic figure that went away was as unforgettable as the back of Zhuo Ran just above the small bridge and flowing water.

"Okay, hurry up, you usually have so many good friends, you all cry for the old lady, how much silver can you cry, go quickly!" Chunfang pinched her waist and reprimanded coldly, although the guests were not very useful, but it was better than nothing, and in a moment she seemed to have returned to her identity as the **** of the Qinglou with red dust.