Chapter Seventy-Two: The Great Fire in Hangzhou
North City?
Fire?
A hint of clarity suddenly appeared in Yang Xiaoyu's mind, and he said with a smile: "Wang Chong, quickly order the guards in the palace to bring weapons, carry wooden barrels, and go with Young Master Ben to fight the fire." ”
Wang Chong was a little unhappy and said: "Young master, if there is a fire over there, the left and right guards will definitely send someone to rescue us, and we are not patrolling the city guards, so why bother to do this kind of miscellaneous work." ”
"Foolish, this is a good opportunity from God, how can you miss it, hurry up and call someone to go!" Yang Xiaoyu scolded with a smile.
"Yes!" Wang Chongzhi answered, and then ordered the guards behind him, asking them to quickly gather the guards in the palace.
Yang Xiaoyu's mansion should have more than a hundred guards, but when Chen Yingren went to do errands, he took thirty guards away, and there were less than eighty guards left in the mansion at this time.
There were too many people with him, some of them were eyesore, and it was inconvenient to move, and to prevent him from being impeached, Yang Xiaoyu only brought forty guards, holding empty wooden barrels, and hurried to Beicheng.
It is said that the world is declining, the people's hearts are not ancient, this is true, the fire in Beicheng is in the sky, and the people on the streets of Xicheng are pointing at half of the red sky, that is, no one goes to put out the fire, some literati are even more hateful, holding a folding fan in their hands, improvised poems against the fire in Beicheng, laughing with their friends and peers, and no longer care about the burning situation of the fire.
Yang Xiaoyu galloped all the way with the guards, and when he came to Beicheng, he saw that the fire had spread to several streets, and many houses were burned down by the people and wealthy businessmen, standing on the side of the road and crying in a low voice, and the city patrol guards carried buckets and fought the fire back and forth.
Unfortunately, at this time, the fire had already burned to several streets, and relying on buckets of water, it was impossible to save such a large fire, and the fire could only be controlled within a certain range so that it could not spread to other houses.
Some wealthy merchants did not take their families to fight the fire, but instead wet their yards with water to ensure that their yards would not be burned down.
The streets were full of people, and there was a lot of commotion around them, noise, cries, and the surrounding area was enveloped in it.
Yang Xiaoyu smiled coldly, it was really everyone who swept the snow in front of the door, the people whose houses were destroyed, crawled on the ground and cried, the people who were not burned by the fire were taking precautions, and the guards who came to put out the fire did not have the intention of extinguishing the fire at all, but just coped with the errand mechanically.
Yang Xiaoyu did not join the firefighting army, but took the guards around in a big circle, passing through a street that was not affected by the fire, and taking a shortcut from an alley to Wang Zhengxiang's mansion.
The fire did not reach Wang Zhengxiang's residence, but the sergeants guarding in front of Wang Zheng's mansion were much less than usual, only four people were left to guard, and the others did not know where to go!
Yang Xiaoyu thought for a while, and instantly guessed that those sergeants might have gone out with Wang Zhengxiang.
Also, if such a big fire broke out in the city, Wang Zhengxiang, the imperial envoy of supervision, must rush to the vicinity of the fire as soon as possible and command officials at all levels to put out the fire.
At this time, Wang Zhengxiang was not in the house, which was a beautiful opportunity.
Yang Xiaoyu forcibly suppressed the kindness in his heart, ordered the guards to go around the mansion and set fires, make the fire bigger, and sent someone to inform his father Yang Yong that once he searched for 'stolen goods', there must be a heavyweight present, and united with many yamen to make this matter ironclad.
After giving these instructions, Yang Xiaoyu hid in the alley, waiting for the fire to start burning.
In a short time, sparks erupted around the mansion, and in a few moments, the sparks suddenly intensified, burning rapidly with an unparalleled fire, and the calm mansion was suddenly illuminated by the fire.
The four sergeants guarding the mansion knocked on the door, and together with the people in the mansion, they hurriedly put out the fire, and the noise was shocking, and the shouts were endless, and a group of subordinates carried buckets and brooms, and scattered in all directions to extinguish the sudden fire.
The fire was burning from the back of the mansion, the front door of the mansion was wide open, and there was no one in front of the door, Yang Xiaoyu smiled and rushed to the king beside him: "After you go in for a while, you take someone to pretend to put out the fire, and Young Master Ben takes someone into the house to search." ”
"I understand it below!" Wang Chong replied in a low voice.
Yang Xiaoyu nodded, and with a wave of his hand, the guards rushed out of the alley with wooden barrels and rushed towards the open gate.
At this time, the people under the mansion were busy fighting the fire, and they did not drive Yang Xiaoyu and his party who suddenly rushed in, nor did they interrogate them, just because Yang Xiaoyu and others were holding wooden barrels in their hands, and they saw that they had come to fight the fire.
Therefore, Yang Xiaoyu and his entourage entered the backyard of Wang Zhengxiang's mansion smoothly, Wang Chong and his guards filled the well with water, and carried buckets one by one to put out the fire, which seemed to be very hard.
Yang Xiaoyu led people to pretend to be an emergency firefighter, ran to the courtyard in the middle of the backyard, and ordered a group of guards to quickly enter the room and move out some large boxes and other valuables.
Wang Zhengxiang came to Jiangnan to take office, his wife and family stayed in the capital, and there were only a few maids and servants brought from the capital in this mansion, adding up to only ten people, counting the four sergeants guarding the door, it was only twelve or thirteen.
The fire became more and more vigorous, and the people only cared about extinguishing the fire, and no one noticed that Yang Xiaoyu looked east and west, turning Wang Zhengxiang's residence into chaos.
"Hard work pays off," Yang Xiaoyu turned out a stack of silver tickets in a large wooden box, about thirty or forty thousand taels, and in a package at the bottom of the wooden box, there were also some jewels and jade.
Yang Xiaoyu asked people to put the silver ticket and package on the top of the wooden box, and then asked the wooden box to be carried out of the yard, so that people scattered to fight the fire.
The fire burned, everything in the house was wiped out, and the people put out the fire while moving out the valuable belongings in the house that did not catch fire.
Wang Zhengxiang's mansion burst out of fire, which was a major event, and the people saw that the fire was too big, so they didn't dare to make their own claims, so they hurriedly ordered a small group to go to report to Wang Zhengxiang.
Yang Xiaoyu acted as the leader of the firefighting officer army, commanding a group of guards to pour water to the east, and soon suppressed the spread of the fire, but because the fire was burning from the four corners of the backyard, it was not enough to hold only one fire, and the fire on the other side was spreading to the west, and it seemed that the situation would soon burn to the front house.
"Come on, go to the west to put out the fire." Yang Xiaoyu laughed secretly in his heart, but his face was anxious and panicked, and he shouted loudly.
A group of guards took the order and left.
Just when Yang Xiaoyu commanded the guards to put out the fire, the Yang Mansion twenty miles away was quiet and abnormal, Yang Yong, who was dressed in regular clothes, sat in the hall, with a faint joy on his face, just now his son sent someone to report, saying that Wang Zhengxiang's stolen goods had been found, and asked him to take someone forward.
For Yang Yong, Wang Zhengxiang is a stone in the pit, smelly and hard, and wants to rectify this person, but he is a fair and upright person, and it is difficult to find out his handle.
At present, most of this matter has been successful, as long as the chief officials of the judicial department and the chief political secretary will personally pull out the stolen goods in Wang Zhengxiang's mansion, Wang Zhengxiang's stinky stone can be removed.