Since many of the maidservants were forbidden to enter and leave the inner courtyard, the dead men kept them in a damp and dark wood-house for the sake of safety.

This is all like a flower-like age, how can I suffer this kind of torture, I am scared with tears, and I am only worried that those people outside will not go well, so I will kill them all. After all, the death of big families also happens every day, and it is in vain to die in a place like Wuzhou, where the emperor is far away.

"This is a firewood house, and most of it is dry firewood." A faint voice from the corner said, "As long as you light it with a flint, you can easily burn a path." ”

The rest of the maidservants were terrified, and no one answered.

The voice in the corner continued: "Or just here, waiting for death sooner or later..."

The boy can't touch women for three years, not three days, or three months, they have long since lost their chances.

Maybe one day, their bones will be turned into firewood in the firewood house.

A servant girl shook her head and shrank in the corner and wept faintly.

The voice sounded coldly again: "What's the use of crying, light the fire now, if you can die happily, you should go and thank Lord Yama." ”

Suddenly, a servant girl stumbled up from the corner of the wall, and they couldn't remember how long it had been since they had eaten: "I'd rather fight..."

After saying that, the figure slammed into the wall and said like crazy: "It's better than waiting for death, better than waiting for death." ”

A servant girl held two flints in her hand: "I have dry wood at hand, burn it." Burn it. ”

Burned, or burned alive.

A few handmaidens scrambled to find the flint and dry wood from the corner, and looked at the countless sparks in the darkness, like the starlight in their hearts.

The fire meets dry wood, and the fire is blazing. The pale faces were clearly illuminated, and they stared at the flames, and no one was afraid. Coincidentally, one of the walls of this firewood house was made entirely of straw, and as soon as the fire burned, the wall was completely devastated, and within a quarter of an hour, the maidservants saw the longed-for way out, and burned it out before them.

"It's time to get out!" It was the faint voice again.

All the maidservants, before they had time to glance at the sound, stumbled into the night.

At this time, all the dead soldiers were ordered to stay around Zonghuo's inner courtyard. The firewood houses where the maidservants were held were all on the edge of the farthest outer courtyard. When the fire burned to the sky and the smoke billowed out, the dead men knew it in hindsight.

"What's going on!?"

There was a shock in the eyes of the dead soldiers, and they looked at the flames that rose into the sky, and they didn't have time to react.

A little guy stumbled to the ground, and said softly: "It's those servants... They defected! ”

The dead men's eyes cracked, "What did the fire do?" ”

The little guy was also frightened, and the chain reaction of the firewood house being burned was that these little guys who also lived nearby were shocked and frightened.

"The fire started from inside the wood room," the little man muttered only that.

Huo Ran, the dead man, drew the knife from his waist, "Guard the exit of the inner courtyard, and when you see those cheap maids, kill them one by one." ”

The little guy trembled his fingers and pointed: "Like, it seems that someone is coming in the direction of the inner courtyard." ”

If the purpose of these handmaidens is to take advantage of the chaos to come to the inner courtyard, then the target is Zonghuo. It seems that there is really someone behind these...

The dead man looked coldly at his companions behind him: "Before they arrive, kill them all." ”

Perhaps, these sluts should have been dealt with long ago.

The dead soldiers all went to intercept and kill the maidservants, and the little guy stumbled into Zong Huo's room and closed the door with his backhand. In the dark, Zong Huo, who should have slept to death after drinking the "soothing soup", stared at the top of his head with his eyes blankly, and muttered to himself, "Hot, hot..."

The little guy looked around tremblingly, Ji Langzhong, who was supposed to be guarding Zong Huo, was nowhere to be found.

He slowly stepped forward and called, "Childe... It's on fire..."

Because of fear, his hands were cold. He raised his hand and put it on top of Zong Huo's head, and the sudden coldness made Zong Huo feel excited.

"Childe?" The "little guy" spoke fearfully and apprehensively.

Zong Huo suddenly grabbed the hand on his forehead spasmodically, like grasping a life-saving straw and suddenly forced, the thin "little guy" screamed and was carried small

He picked it up like a chicken and threw it on the inside of the bed.

"What did you say?" Zong Chuke's voice was a little sharp.

Pei Tan was surrounded by more than a dozen black-clothed people, but at this moment, he slowly pulled over a chair in the restaurant and sat on it with a low body. His eyes were faint: "Jing Wan'er, she has long been out of this Chang'an City." Therefore, Lord Shangshu's plan is probably going to fail. ”

Zong Chuke stared at Pei Tan deadly: "Shaft? … Do you dare to cheat the old man? ”

Pei Tan looked at Zong Chuke lightly: "Pei Mou will not speak in front of Lord Shangshu, otherwise Lord Shangshu thinks that why has this Qianniuwei all over the city not brought Jing Wan'er to the front of the adult until now?" ”

As Zong Chuke said, Chang'an is already impregnable, and it is impossible for a fly to hide. However, so many well-trained Datang Qianniuwei actually delayed for nearly two hours, and they still haven't found a palace maid hiding in it.

I believe that everyone has the most detailed portrait of Jing Wan'er in their hands.

The most elite Qianniuwei in Datang, holding the clearest portrait, has not found anyone yet, which has already explained that something is wrong.

It's a pity that Zong Chuke was so focused on the confrontation between Wangyue Tower and Pei Tan that he didn't have time to discover these problems.

At this time, Zong Chuke's eyes were red and terrifying: "That cheap maid has no chance to leave Chang'an City, the guards of the six gates of Chang'an are all old men and Wei's people." ”

Empress Wei and Wei Xiang had already secretly controlled the city gate, and this shaft was just a dying struggle, trying to survive for a moment.

Pei Tan stared at Zong Chuke: "When did Lord Shangshu take over this Chang'an City Gate?" ”

Zong Chuke's eyes shrank.

On the day that Pei Tan came out of the drunken building and returned to Dali Temple to close the door, Zong Chuke had already joined forces with Empress Wei to blockade Chang'an.

He didn't have time to make any plans.

Thinking like this, Zong Chuke's expression turned cold again.

Pei Tan said: "So when Jing Wan'er left, Lord Shangshu should be clear in his heart. … According to the time calculation, the time when Pei was closed in Dali Temple was when Jing Wan'er left. ”

Ever since Pei Tan's behavior was abnormal, Zong Chuke had been staring at him all the time, and naturally he had no time to care about anything else.

It is better to say that Pei Tan deliberately let Zong Chuke keep an eye on him, so as to arrange a perfect plan for Jing Wan'er's departure.

Zong Chuke's gaze tightened, "Shaft..."

Pei Tan said: "By the way, there is also the whereabouts of Pei County, Pei's personal guard, Lord Shangshu should also think about it now, right?" ”

Biluo, the first master of the Pei family, mysteriously rushed to Pei Tan's side, but Pei County never returned, and Jing Wan'er left Chang'an as early as that time, this circle became a net, and it caught Zong Chuke.

Zong Chuke shivered all over, and then his hands shook violently, he suddenly couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and the man in black next to him immediately said, "My lord! ”

Zong Chuke didn't want to think about that process, "Even if there is no such... The old man can still kill you today, and then 、... In front of Wei Xiang, just make up a crime, and let your Pei family and this restaurant come to naught..."

He was already like a demon, staring at Pei Tan, biting his flesh and skin, and not letting go until he died. It can be regarded as revenge for his son.

Pei Tan's gaze has become deep: "Lord Shangshu can go on a killing spree." But my Pei family has been entrenched in Hedong for many years, and if the adults want to overthrow the Pei family by casually listing the crimes, I am afraid it is absolutely impossible. And when Pei's family is unharmed, if the adult kills Pei, in the future, will Wei be the enemy of my Pei's century-old foundation for the sake of a person with a foreign surname for the sake of the adult、... My lord, Pei advises you to think twice. ”

Hedong Pei's, Boling Cui's, Tang Wei's.

Wei is now the head of the Tang Dynasty, because the Queen of the Tang Dynasty and the Prime Minister of the Tang Dynasty are all surnamed Wei.

However, once a son of heaven and a courtier, just a few years ago, in this world, he was not surnamed Wei.

Seven sects and five surnames, four families in Guanzhong, each family has a balanced strength, everyone is a hundred-foot tree, the roots are deep and immovable, Zong Chuke is in the first grade of Shangshu, and Wei's support, but so what, even if his Shangshu is really surnamed Wei, what is the use, will Wei's become an undying rival with his dignified Hedong Pei family for the death of a worthless gentleman?

It's just because of the villain, and the world is lost.

In the final analysis, Zong Huo's life, from beginning to end, only Zong Chuke really cares.

Pei Tan slowly stood up from the table, but his eyes looked out of the window: "My lord, at this moment, the carrier pigeon in Wuzhou should come..."

After hearing the word Wuzhou, Zong Chuke seemed to have lost all support, and the blood flowing from the corner of his mouth stained his entire face extremely hideous

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"Pei Tan, you are a real demon at a young age." He uttered the words slowly.

Pei Tan slowly looked at Zong Chuke: "Today's fruit should have been destined, but Lord Shangshu has to go against the sky, so he will have today's despair." ”

And the despair that their father and son experienced at this time was not realized by the fisherman father and daughter who were trampled to death on the street?

There was really a snow-white carrier pigeon, which stayed on the window frame, and this window was just opened by Pei Tan.

Pei Tan looked at the carrier pigeon, why did the carrier pigeon from thousands of miles stay in the Moon Tower, naturally it was also prepared in the morning.

"Lord Shangshu, don't you want to take a last look at Ling Lang, what news is coming?"

Zong Chuke stumbled, a man in black slashed with a long knife, took off the letter box on the pigeon's leg, opened it and cautiously handed it to Zong Chuke.

Zong Chuke opened the letterhead and looked at the handwriting on it that had already dried up: Gongzi is seriously ill, please find a famous doctor urgently, and go to Wuzhou to see Gongzi...

This last news is also full of ominousness that should be in the end.

Pei Tan said faintly: "This letter has been written, and half a month has passed. Ling Lang traveled thousands of miles to escape for his life, but he still hit a must. "Damn people, how can you not die? What's more, it is still Dali Temple stamped with a gold seal, and the person who has already been sentenced to death.

Zong Chuke's eyes have lost focus, he is old and has a son, there is a catastrophe in his life, if you can't become holy, you can only fall into a demon.