With the crackling sound of firewood, the fire was blazing, Huimo was tied to an iron pillar, the tongue of fire was already teasing his monk's robe, he looked down at the more and more palace people under the high platform, these people were all ordered to come to watch, all of them were as white as paper, trembling all over, and the first few had passed out with fright.

Huimo looked at all this coldly, this is the ridiculous Han people. What do you say about being full of wealth, what do you say about being brave and good at fighting, but it's just a bunch of cowards! The king is so right that the Han people have nothing to fear!

The fire grew stronger and stronger, the pungent smell of burnt skin was disgusting, and in the flames, Hui Mo's hideous face was like a devil, and he was still chanting loudly, no one knew what sutra he was reciting, but his poignant and sharp voice was like a magic spell, slowly echoing over the Forbidden City.

Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down his forehead, billowing black smoke, and no one saw that Hui Mo's dark face was washed out of the white path by sweat......

The fire burned for an hour, and when the Emperor finally rushed through the in-house attendants, Huimo had been charred and surrounded by a foul smell of grease.

The Emperor's head buzzed, and he lost consciousness and fell to the ground on his back.

The queen followed, and she stood three feet away from the emperor, her beautiful white cheeks like a stone statue, without half an expression.

The chamberlains wanted to go over and help the emperor up, but they couldn't help but look at the queen's face, until the queen waved at them, they ran over and helped the emperor who fell to the ground, some rushed to pass the imperial doctor, and some carefully carried the emperor into the chariot, but everyone was not in a hurry and orderly.

In the distance, the Queen Mother, who was standing on the small building, put down the clairvoyance in her hand, turned around and walked down the stairs.

The female official Xiao Jing followed closely and asked in a low voice: "Queen Mother, do you want to send someone to the Qianqing Palace to have a look?" ”

The Queen Mother's high bun did not move at all, and she said coldly: "No need, since the mourning family has made wedding clothes for others, let that person try it out." ”

Xiao Jing was slightly stunned, but then she understood, she closed her lips tightly, followed the Queen Mother, went down the stairs, and went to Cining Palace.

When the emperor woke up, he was surrounded by bright yellow tents, and he wanted to sit up, but he felt that his head seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and he had to lie down again, and something flashed in his mind, but he couldn't remember.

Suddenly, an unpleasant smell wafted from nowhere, and the emperor's stomach churned, and he vomited onto the brocade quilt with a wow.

The curtain was violently lifted, and the queen appeared before him.

"Your Majesty, are you alright?" As she spoke, the queen asked the palace people to serve the emperor to rinse her mouth, and replaced the soiled brocade quilt.

The emperor looked at the empress in front of him in a daze, and suddenly, the smell just now wafted in again, and he retched again, but the scene in his mind became more and more vivid.

He remembered that Hui Mo had been captured by Jin Wuwei, and the people in the palace said that Hui Mo had been burned to death, and when he rushed over, there was only a piece of charcoal in front of him.

Is that Emma? Hui Mo is tall, how can he only be so tall?

No, it won't be Huimo, it must be that I am in a hurry and didn't see it clearly.

"Azusa Tong, where is Huimo? What about my Emma? The Emperor eagerly grabbed the Empress's hand.

The queen comforted softly: "Your Majesty, don't mention Huimo again, he has already sat down." ”

Sitting?

The emperor fell into the brocade quilt in a dejected manner, and the end of his nose seemed to have the smell just now, and he remembered what it was, this was the smell of the fire, the smell of the skin that had been burned by the fire!

He lay on the edge of the bed and vomited loudly until he vomited bile.

Huo Roufeng sat on the kang and listened to Hua Sanniang tell her about Hui Mo's death, Hua Sanniang covered her mouth with a handkerchief, and said with disgust: "I heard that the monk was still chanting the scriptures until the last moment, and I don't know what he was chanting. ”

Huo Roufeng glanced at Hua Sanniang with her eyes and asked, "Are your eyeliner in the palace reliable?" ”

The last time Hua Sanniang entered the palace in person, and stayed in the palace for a few days before bringing back the news, but this time, she didn't go anywhere, but she even knew that Hui Mo was dead.

Hua Sanniang laughed out loud: "If the ninth master doesn't believe in the slave maid, why do you want the slave maid to inquire about the news?" ”

Huo Roufeng snorted, threw an almond into his mouth, and said, "You take the monthly order of the housekeeper and grandmother, eat me, wear me, and live in me, can I not let you work?" ”

Hua Sanniang's shoulder immediately collapsed, and she slapped her face lightly: "Look at my stinky mouth, why did you forget to eat other people's mouths?" ”

Huo Roufeng looked at her with satisfaction, smiling with crooked eyebrows, her biggest pleasure this time is Hua Sanniang.

There was a greeting outside the door, Huo Roufeng jumped down from the kang, ran to the door with her shoes on, the curtain of the begonia was raised, and Mrs. Huo walked in.

Her wonderful eyes turned around in the room, and then fell on Hua Sanniang's face, Hua Sanniang hurriedly said: "There are still unfinished needles and threads in the slave maid's house, and the slave maid retired first." ”

Huo Roufeng nodded, the two sisters watched Hua Sanniang go out, and Huo Roufeng asked, "Sister, why did you come here in person?" ”

Mrs. Huo pulled her to sit on the edge of the kang and said in a low voice, "Chu Qing has entered Beijing." ”

Chu Qing!

Chu Qing is the old man Huo's long-term follower, he has been with Master Huo since he was a child, and later the Huo family caravan cooperated with the Yunnan horse gang, and Master Huo sent Chu Qing to Yunnan, and the last time he came back from Yunnan, he still gave Master Huo a funeral, and never came back.

Zhang Shengping once told Huo Roufeng that Master Huo had asked Gu Touer to escort Chu Qing to Wanhua Temple to send silver, but later Gu Touer suffered from eye disease and returned to his hometown, so Master Huo asked Zhang Shengping to follow Chu Qing to Wuxi.

If there is anyone in this world who knows what happened back then, then only Chu Qing.

Huo Roufeng came back from Wuxi and told Mrs. Huo about Wanhua Temple, and Mrs. Huo wrote to Chu Qing and asked him to come over from Yunnan as soon as possible. However, Hangzhou and Yunnan are far away, and the Huo sisters have moved to the capital again, Chu Qing has not arrived until now, but there is no delay on the road.

Huo Roufeng was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly asked, "Where are the others?" ”

Mrs. Huo patted her hand and said softly: "Don't worry, Chu Qing didn't come alone, he didn't receive the second letter we gave him, he had already come out of Yunnan at that time, he came to Hangzhou first, only to know that we came to the capital, so he rushed from Hangzhou, and it happened that someone from Hangzhou was also coming to the capital, so he came with him, guess who that person is?" ”

Huo Roufeng thought for a moment and asked, "Is it someone from the Yongfeng?" Which big shopkeeper is here? ”

Mrs. Huo smiled: "That's wrong, it's Roger who came with Chu Qing, that doctor Roger." ”