The little eunuch hurriedly knelt down and bowed, "Your Majesty forgives your sins!" Since His Majesty's 'Firefly Diagram Order' came out, or Mao Sui recommended himself, or courtiers recommended, the painters who came to show their painting skills can be said to be muddy and sandy, not a few, but none of them can enter the eyes of the Queen Mother, and even Grandpa Wei can't pass the pass. ”

The emperor bowed slightly, breathed a sigh of relief gently, looked at the painting on the wall, and couldn't help but say slowly: "If he is still here, why do I need to ask for a painter like this." ”

Guan Tianyu, who was standing behind the emperor, also silently looked at the painting called "The Mourning Picture of the Prosperous Age", which depicted the world and people's livelihood during the period of filial piety after the emperor took power. On the painting, the houses are like the hustle and bustle of the fireworks, the old people who are more than old are in good spirits and happy with themselves, showing the national conditions and national appearance of the great Yin promulgation to govern the country with filial piety, the children in the general corner are all sitting in the private school to study and learn the words, the sound of the book is out of the paper, the market is prosperous and orderly, the people live and work in peace and contentment, the officials are benevolent and the people are obedient, and they are as close as milk, and they are prosperous and prosperous.

This painting is the last painting that Jiang Li painted for the palace before his death, and it has been hung in the mourning hall where the emperor deals with daily government affairs. Guan Tianyu heard that the emperor thought of the old man, and did not say anything, nor did she react in any way, but her hand holding the pen unconsciously clenched tighter, and a gloomy color surged in her eyes. She remembered the person who had not been heard from again, although Jiang Li had passed away, but if that person had not suddenly disappeared from the capital, then with his talent and painting skills, this "Firefly Map" must have belonged to him.

The emperor came back to his senses, picked up a copy of "On Balance" that had been turned a little old in his hand, and while studying it carefully, he rubbed a huge and smooth jade wrench embedded in his thumb. This wrench has been sharpened to become more and more crystal clear, bearing witness to the thoughtfulness of the person who wears it.

Guan Tianyu slowly withdrew from the hall, and glimpsed in the afterglow, after the heavy curtains, the emperor's face suddenly became sharp and graceful, as if he had read something from the book and had something brewing in his heart. She slowly retracted her gaze, lowered her eyes, and slowly walked away.

At this moment, a little eunuch rushed in from outside the main hall, and exclaimed, "It's on fire!" Hide! Hidden on fire! It's almost burning out of a hole in the sky! ”

"What!" The emperor suddenly stood up, and then his eyebrows shrugged, his chest rose and fell, and he suddenly sat back in the dragon chair.

"Your Majesty!" Seeing the emperor's sudden vain look, the palace people couldn't help but panic and tremble.

Yin Chenglian's heart tightened, and he took three steps and made two steps to the stairs, and asked worriedly. Hua Thirteen also frowned solemnly, secretly observing all this.

"What's the matter, Your Majesty?" Father-in-law Wei jumped in front of the emperor in a panic, so nervous that his heart jumped out of his throat, and he stared at the emperor like an eye: "Come on!" Tell the Imperial Doctor! ”

The emperor was relieved, held his forehead and waved his hand gently, and said with a sigh of relief: "I'm old." Cheng'er, you go hide for me and see how the fire is. The collection is full of unique classics collected from the world by all dynasties, as well as various historical books since the founding of the Great Yin, so don't miss anything. ”

As soon as Yin Chenglian heard the word "history book", his eyebrows jumped suddenly, and he suddenly turned his head nervously looking for Guan Tianyu's traces, but he couldn't see her, and his brows gradually deepened. When the imperial doctor arrived in front of the emperor, he hurried out with a little relief, his mind was full of Zang and Guan Tianyu, after all, the hiding was located in the Xingti Pavilion of the historians of the past dynasties, according to the people of the Fangcai Palace, such a fire, I don't know what the situation of the other realms of the Xingti Pavilion should be.

Hua Thirteen also dragged the increasingly weak sick body to follow closely behind Yin Chenglian. By the time we crossed the last palace gate, we could already see from afar the fire in the dark night, like the most thoroughly burned charcoal in the brazier in the house in the middle of winter.

"Tianyu ......" Yin Chenglian looked at the sky-rushing firelight, his eyebrows were tightly locked, and his lips kept muttering Guan Tianyu's name, but his footsteps kept speeding away for a moment.

"Is there anyone in there? Is there anybody? Yin Cheng practiced an arrow step to the guard pavilion at the entrance of the hide, grabbed the collar of the guard who was blackened with smoke, and shook it vigorously and asked.

The guards were first frightened by this monstrous fire, and now they were even more frightened when they saw the prince in a gorgeous costume so nervous and eager to ask, and they couldn't say a complete sentence: "Yes... Yes... Should... I... I just saw... The hidden door is open... And the key, the key only... Only adults can ......"

"Tianyu!" Yin Chenglian's heart tightened, and before Hua Thirteen could react, Yin Chenglian plunged into the raging sea of fire like a crazy rabbit that would bite people.

"Your Highness!" The thirteenth of the paintings were taken aback, and after coming back to their senses, they were inevitably frightened, their hearts palpitated, and they suddenly ran like crazy, carrying water to fight the fire with the surrounding guards.