Chapter 147: The Explosion of the Fireworks Workshop (1)
At this juncture, he has a relationship with Wang Yao, and Li Ruiqing does not believe that this is a simple coincidence anyway.
Zhao Xiangling didn't believe it, she knew the severity, and patted Yueyue's head: "You go to the inner room to clean up, change your clothes and apply medicine, with me here, he doesn't dare to mess around." ”
Yue Yu nodded tearfully and sobbed: "Okay." ”
With Li Ruiqing's hostility, Yue Yu Zhiqu did not get close to Zhao Xiangling again, she turned her head and went inside to deal with the wound.
Yue Yue turned his head, and Zhao Xiangling and Li Ruiqing saw that the whiplash wound on her back was winding into her neck, and it was actually dyed red sleeves, and the red was still extending around. She was really badly injured, not a disguise.
"Why do you want to help her?" Li Ruiqing looked at the moon and walked away before speaking.
The singer was still babbling and singing, and the other party was blind to the bloody scene. This proves that Yuejin's treatment here is not very good, at least no one is worried about her life or death.
Zhao Xiangling is not a good type who wants to save people when he sees them, not to mention that in this scene and season, it is not the time to save people.
It can be said that it makes no sense to invite this person to save him.
Zhao Xiangling smiled: "When I see her, I always think of many people." If that Sister Ying is favored by Wang Yao to be a concubine, do you think she will be willing? ”
The answer is already there, there is no essential difference between being a concubine for Chen Beijue and being a concubine for Wang Yao.
It can be said that for the women of Qinglou, it is also the supreme honor to be a concubine for such a family.
"She doesn't want to." Li Ruiqing roughly understood why Zhao Xiangling wanted to meddle in this matter. She just saw the moon invitation and thought of herself.
"Yes, she doesn't." Zhao Xiangling still smiled, "She has brushed the gong bucket, served several girls, mopped the floor, washed the laundry, been beaten and scolded, and was told that she was shameless, but she is still struggling, even at the bottom, she has a bright life." ”
Compared with her, Zhao Xiangling felt that his intrigues could be regarded as a kind of happiness. Although the blood was licked from the knife edge, he never treated himself badly.
She doesn't need to look at other people's faces, and there is always a way to get angry if she wants to, she won't live like this, and she won't be hopeless.
"To zero...... Are you envious of her? Li Ruiqing read another meaning from Zhao Xiangling's tone.
"She has nothing to envy." Zhao Xiangling laughed at himself, "You compare me with her, what is she to envy?" ”
Actually, there is. Freely. Li Ruiqing understood, but did not say it.
He knew that Zhao Xiangling was envious of the moon invitation to be able to rely on his own heart, or, if he could say no, he could refuse.
In this regard, Zhao Xiang's limit is zero. She must be responsible for the thousands of people in the southern country, even if it is not her intention, she must make the most rational and best interest judgment.
"That's it." Seeing the look on Li Ruiqing's face, Zhao Xiangling smiled, "Let's continue to listen to ......"
A loud noise came from outside, like a huge thunder that broke the sky, and like the roar of a wild beast, and it shook the planks under his feet.
Then, blood-red flames rose into the sky, rushing with black clouds of smoke and sweeping along with the monstrous heat wave.
For a moment, Zhao Xiangling could only see Li Ruiqing's mouth moving, but he couldn't hear what he was saying. The buzzing in my ears was like hundreds of bees scurrying around without a track.
She pushed away the singer maid who was so frightened that she fled in all directions, walked quickly to the window, pushed the window and looked out, and saw the white dazzling light of the fire in the western suburbs of the city.
"What happened?" Zhao Xiangling could slowly hear the people around him clearly, and then turned his head to look at Li Ruiqing, who was also chasing after him.
Li Ruiqing looked solemn: "Looking at the direction, it seems to be the Chengxi Fireworks Workshop." ”
Chengxi Fireworks Workshop is the main workshop in the capital that supplies fireworks and firecrackers, and it is an industry purchased by Zhao Xiangling the year before last.
It's not the New Year's Day, the workload of the Chengxi Fireworks Workshop is not large, and there won't be any inventory, how can it suddenly catch fire?
Rubbing his ears, Zhao Xiangling pulled Li Ruiqing straight outside: "Let's go and see, I'm afraid this matter will cause a lot of sensation." ”
The western suburbs of the city are still twenty miles away, and the sky-high flames can be seen from such a distance, which shows how fierce the flames are there.
When Li Ruiqing heard this, he called someone to prepare the horses and went to the west of the city with Zhao Xiangling.
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Fire. Everywhere there were pale flames and blackened wood that kept falling. The charred dirt was covered with torn shredded flesh and severed limbs. The faint smell of cooked meat in the air was disgusting.
The sound of firefighting, cries of pain, and wails were incessant, but it was impossible to tell where there were people and where was the crackling sound of the flames.
The miserable situation slowly unfolded in front of the horses as they approached, but the horses were so burned by the heat that they refused to go any way.
Zhao Xiangling had no choice but to get off the horse and walk forward.
She felt like throwing up. The smell of the air was all too familiar to her, a nightmare that surrounded her day and night.
Zhao Xiangling wrinkled his eyebrows, but he smelled a light medicinal fragrance close to him. It was Li Ruiqing who raised his sleeves in front of her to isolate the heat from the smell of fish.
Casting a faint thank you glance at him, Zhao Xiangling pulled his sleeve and walked forward, and soon saw the person she was looking for.
The patrol of the capital. They were the fastest to arrive and were busy fighting fires and rescuing the wounded.
The basin of water splashed down could not be seen at all, and the fire became more and more vigorous, with an unrivaled momentum rushing to the sky.
Some of the soldiers threw water down with basins, but they were so caught up in their clothes that the sparks that fell out of them that they rolled on the spot to extinguish the flames.
There were also people who dragged out half-burned black charcoal men from under the collapsed beams, moaning and moaning, with green smoke coming from their bodies.
Most of the people who were smashed under the house were workers here, who had been working here before the accident, and were crushed after the accident before they could react.
There are still many such people in the fire, and if they can be dragged out, they may still be alive. Zhao Xiangling raised his eyes and saw a soldier not far away rushing out of the fire with a person on his back, but the flames were so strong that he couldn't rush out for a while.
Without hesitation, Zhao Xiangling rushed forward into the fire, lifted the soldier's collar and pulled him out, accurately avoiding the flames falling from above, and pulling him out of danger.
In just three breaths, the place where the soldier had been standing was burned down, and he fell with a muffled thud.
"Thank you." The soldier said.
"No thanks." Zhao Xiangling replied. Her body was covered in black dust, and the mask on her face had been ripped off from the burn, covering her with a layer of black ash.
Wiping his face with his sleeves, Zhao Xiangling's whole person looked like a sweet potato crawling out of the mound.
Seeing the soldier leave with the wounded, Zhao Xiangling smiled, and then felt a little cold on the back of his neck.
turned her head, and sure enough, she saw Li Ruiqing standing behind her with a displeased face.
He wasn't clean either, and he was carrying a middle-aged man with a broken leg on his back.
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