There was a brief and awkward silence all around.

Now is the season of flies and mosquitoes, and the so-called fly is not allowed to be released, but it is just an exaggeration, cough, everyone understands.

After all, who can stop something that really has wings?

At this time, Zhang Luan, who was hiding in a leafy old locust tree in the backyard of the yamen and clinging to the trunk, let out a long breath.

As soon as Qi Ming came, he knew that Wu Huaimin was going to attack him nine times out of ten.

Fortunately, although he is not skilled in martial arts, he is especially good at climbing trees.

Speaking of which, he should be most grateful to Qin Niang, and the big chun tree outside Haitang that has practiced his skills.

It was dark at night, and it was almost impossible for him to be spotted by the soldiers who were searching for him.

At this time, Zhang Luan suddenly noticed that the tree trunk beside him flicked lightly a few times.

He suddenly turned his head, only to see a pair of eyes staring at him suddenly.

Under the horror of "......", it was the strong desire to survive that forced him not to scream.

After the momentary shock, Zhang Luan had calmed down, regained his senses, and asked in a low voice: "Dare to ask Your Excellency whether you were sent by Zhu Gongzi?"

If he was an enemy, with the other party's skills alone, he would have no chance to speak.

The third brother said in the letter that Zhu Gongzi assigned people to secretly protect him near the mansion.

The other party nodded slightly, looked condescendingly at the soldiers and torches gathered everywhere below, and immediately said: "This place is not suitable for a long time. ”

As he spoke, he grabbed one of Zhang Luan's arms and was about to take him out of here.

"Slow and slow!"

Zhang Luan held his hand and shook his head solemnly.

He had one last thing left to do.

After half a pillar of incense, a fire suddenly broke out in the backyard of the Huzhou Mansion.

"Quick, quick, firefighting!"

The exclamations continued to sound, and the government soldiers and servants rushed to carry water to put out the fire.

Unfortunately, there was a wind tonight, and the fire continued to spread and climb by taking advantage of the wind.

"Little brother, well done." On the old locust tree, Zhang Luan patted the shoulder of the man who had just come back next to him.

The man was silent.

As one of the 14 thousand households of the cruel and ruthless Jinyi Guard, it was the first time that he was tapped on the shoulder and called a little brother.

That's it, who made His Majesty especially trust him, and sent him secretly out of Beijing to protect His Royal Highness the Prince, and His Royal Highness the Crown Prince sent him to secretly protect this Zhang Jiansheng.

As for helping Zhang Jiansheng set the fire, if His Majesty asked about it in the coming day, he said that this Zhang Jiansheng was also to purge the atmosphere of Dajing officials, and he set this fire with the same basic purpose.

"Babbling ......"

Zhang Luan suddenly narrowed his eyes, and subconsciously looked towards a certain courtyard that was swallowed by tongues of fire.

…… How can a man run out with a bare fart!

Wait, it seems that there is a disheveled woman following closely?

Isn't that courtyard where Wu Huaimin's concubine lives?

But the man who was at a loss and was so frightened that he was so frightened that he was obviously not Wu Huaimin.

Okay, this fire was not set up tightly, and it actually took out the hidden green hat of Governor Wu's mansion......

For a moment, the surrounding situation became even more chaotic, with screams, insults, and cries.

"Let's go, stop watching the show, let's take the opportunity to get down to business." Zhang Luan patted the shoulder of the man next to him again, and slid down the tree neatly and silently as he spoke.

Lu Qianhu: "......"

Who is the person who is watching the play while "tsk" non-stop?

That night, everyone in the government was busy fighting the fire, and it was not until dawn that the spreading fire was completely extinguished.

The strangeness of this fire, and because of the scandal of the aunt's affair with the second housekeeper in the half, the atmosphere in the house became extremely subtle.

Wu Huaimin was so angry that he almost fainted.

Being cuckolded is the most hurtful thing to people's face and self-esteem, not to mention that he is in a high position, not to mention that everyone in the house knows about it...... God knows how he's going to meet people!

And the two sons born to that slut, the more he looks at it now, the more he feels like the damn second butler!

"My lord, these are all ...... It's just a trivial thing that doesn't matter. Now that everything has been disposed of, there is no need to bother it anymore. The staff persuaded on the side: "Now that the big thing is about to happen, the adults can't mess up." ”

Although he can't stand this matter, he still has to be persuaded.

Wu Huaimin took a deep breath.

Yes, those who achieve great things are not informal.

"What's going on now?" He sat down and asked in a deep voice.

"Back to my lord, there has been a commotion everywhere, and several county officials have sent officials to report the news, but they have all been given by villains...... placed. ”

The staff said with a smile: "Don't worry, my lord, everything is under control." ”

Wu Huaimin heard this, thinking about the silver that had already arrived, and his troubled mind was relieved a little.

The staff member said, "Now, it's just the last fire in Cloud Mountain—"

And counting the time, the gate of the Cloud Mist Temple should also be opened at this time.

Wu Huaimin's face turned cold when he heard this, and he said in a condensed voice: "Just talk well, don't use a metaphor for one fire and two fires!" What a detour with this official! ”

He didn't want to hear anything about fire!

"The adult's lesson is right, it's the little talent who is shallow, and the dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth......" The staff quietly wiped the cold sweat on the top of his head.

At the beginning of the day, the Cloud Temple, which is located on the top of the Cloud Mountain, is shrouded in a vast white mist.

As soon as the young monk opened the temple gate, he saw that the temple gate was crowded with victims.

The monk looked up at the mountain road behind the noisy victims, and found that the crowd was crowded with no end in sight, and he did not know how many victims had come.

The monk folded his hands and recited the Buddha, and the consternation on his face was difficult to suppress.

Although it is a natural disaster, when there was still food in the temple before, there were people who had nowhere to go to ask for a bowl of fasting rice in front of the temple, or went to the temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha for blessings...... But he had never seen so many victims come together.

And looking at some of the infirm people lying under the trees, or leaning against the door and falling asleep, it is obvious that they have been waiting for a long time.

"I don't know ...... donors"

Before the monk could ask, he heard a few of the leading men shouting.

"Where is Master Xuanyi!"

"We want to see Master Xuanyi!"

"We're here to ask Master Xuanyi for guidance!"

When the monk heard this, he lowered his eyes and said, "Amitabha, the master's merits have been full, and he passed away last night. ”

"What? Master Xuanyi is gone! ”

"So what do we do!"

The crowd was so frightened that even the victims began to cry.

They are now facing a life-and-death decision, and they went up the mountain overnight to ask Master Xuanyi to show them the way, but who knew that Master Xuanyi suddenly passed away...... And just last night!

Is this providential?

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