Chapter 264 The Fu King removes his hair

King Fu turned around.

I saw a spoonful of steaming hot soup coming to my face.

"Ahh

The fat man Fu Wang let out a long breathing voice that he couldn't even imagine, and the miserable cry seemed to startle him. Instead of knowing how to dodge, he stood in place with his face covered.

The cook was excited all of a sudden, not only the cook, but also the maid who was kneeling on the ground waiting for death. For the first time, they found that the hot water was poured on the invincible prince, and the prince would also hurt.

The guards in armor rushed towards the prince, and the cook grabbed the hot pot directly with both hands.

"Hahaha", the cook laughed.

As soon as he exerted his strength, a large pot of hot soup was poured down by him.

Three or four guards rushed up directly and hugged the prince.

However, the prince is too fat.

Even if he was so desperate and tried his best to protect the prince with his back, the four guards were only part of the protection of the prince.

"Ah............h

In the painful roar of the prince, the guards who failed to drag him were pushed out by the last moment. The prince covered his face, and his bare ass slid out of the hot soup on the floor.

The pot rolled on the ground, and the guards with full faces didn't care about anyone, so they had to take off their armor in a hurry. The prince, who had reached the threshold, was really like a dehaired pig in a pot of boiling water at this time, howling mournfully, covering his left face with one hand and his big white ass with the other.

The pot above the stove was gone, and the red-hot charcoal fire was left.

The cooks and maids have finally discovered the best props.

They scooped out the charcoal fire with spoons and scattered it throughout the hall like a dance.

"Sister, there are still silk and bookheads over there."

No one knows the residence of King Fu better than these handmaidens. Soon, a large amount of cloth and bookpaper were carried by the maids, who, like middle school students holding a bonfire party in Zhu Youzhen's later generations, threw everything they could see into the stove.

The wounded guards were then lit by the cook with charcoal and oil, like several humanoid torches, and rolled around the hall.

King Fu stayed on the edge of the threshold, letting the hot soup gathered under him burn his body, and then he closed his eyes and barked like a pig waiting for disaster.

The four guards took off their armor, and the silk inside became the best incendiary material, tumbling and carrying Martian to every part of the main hall.

The cook poured out the charcoal fire from the huge stove as if he were watering his own vegetable garden.

In later generations, the maids, who were the average of middle school students, wisely lined up and threw all the things in the hall that could make a fire into the bonfire, and the flames spat out long tongues of fire, and their faces were roasted red. At this moment, whether it is pearls, jewelry, or even the crown on the head of King Fu, these things that they can usually be happy to death if they can have a small grain are now also thrown into the furnace without looking at them.

King Fu wailed less than three feet away from Yang Bingliang.

Stretching out a hand may be the glory and wealth of a lifetime.

Seeing the guard's humanoid torch rushing over, Yang Bingliang picked up the little eunuch at hand and threw it directly to the humanoid torch. The burning guards are still struggling to survive, and at this time, no matter what they are, they will hold it in their arms, no matter how hard the little eunuch struggles, he will not let go.

After one last glance, he followed the shadows of the house, spread the girl, and ran outside.

When passing by the corridor of the second courtyard, he heard countless hurried footsteps, and hurriedly squatted sideways behind the flower stand.

He heard the voice of the old eunuch Tian Qingyuan.

When the old eunuch turned around and disappeared, he turned around and walked out.

After thinking about it, he pushed the butter candles in the hallway to a dozen, and the little girl guarding the candles next to him looked at him with a surprised expression.

"King Fu is dying, run, don't come back."

Then he got out of the side door of the east side where he often came, and was confronted by his henchman standing next to the carriage.

What he didn't expect was that a man dressed as the head of the guard also caught up from behind him at this time.

What I didn't expect was that the henchman actually knew this guard.

His heart was about to stop, and at this moment, he thought that the other party was here to catch him.

"Ann Guard, where are you going? Do you want me to give you a ride? ”

"Yes. I had just fallen asleep, and I didn't know why I was making a fuss, so I went to the stable to see, but there was no one. It just so happens that I'm also going to the Four Seas Inn on Fuqian Street, I don't know if it's by the way? ”

Yang Bingliang was a little puzzled, he didn't know how this guard leader who was munching on meat buns while walking could be so relaxed.

An Xun glanced at Yang Bingliang with a little puzzlement, and then took out another paper bag from his arms.

"I secretly took it out of the kitchen, the best beef."

Yang Bingliang was already about to go crazy, holding a huge beef sandwich bun stolen from the kitchen of King Fu's mansion in his hand, and looked speechlessly at An Xun, who refused his invitation and sat on the wheel with his legs dangling.

I don't know if it's my own delusion or what, the carriage is going very fast today, and it didn't take a stick of incense to get to Fuqian Street, An Xun said hello and jumped out of the car.

After walking two more streets, we arrived at the Yamen of Luoyang Mansion.

Yang Bingliang did not enter the yamen, but walked directly through the corner gate and garden next to him, and came to his house behind the yamen.

"Wang Gui! Wang Gui! ”

As soon as he entered the door, Yang Bingliang, who was still taking square steps just now, suddenly weakened his legs. He hurriedly held on to the wall so that he didn't let himself fall.

The old butler quickly walked out, and saw at a glance that his owner was different.

"Master, what's wrong? But it's uncomfortable. "Yang Bingliang usually looks like this after drinking, but today it is weird, and there is no one around him.

Yang Bingliang didn't speak, just wiped the sweat on his head with his hand, and then shook his hand.

"Bring me a glass of water, is Guangquan at home?"

"Here, the young master just went out to drink with little noise."

Yang Bingliang waved his hand and stopped the housekeeper from continuing.

Soon, his wife, son, and housekeeper all came over, and his wife was holding a glass of warm water.

"Dad, tell my mother, I just want to go out and have a look today. My mother won't let me go, I'm eighteen. Drink some wine......"

Yang Bingliang is just such a son, and he is naturally distressed on weekdays, and he doesn't care about it if he can't study. But today is different.

Syllable!

Yang Bingliang, who had just had a little strength, slapped his son in the face, and his son was blinded all of a sudden. He also frightened his wife and housekeeper, and just came in and grabbed him.

"Old man......"

"Daddy!"

His son covered his face and was about to cry, but was blocked by Yang Bingliang's voice.

"Shut up! Go and wake up your sister, and don't alarm the others. ”

The son is a discerning man, and when he saw his father like this, he also knew that there must be something big today, so he turned around and went to find someone.

Yang Bingliang turned to the housekeeper again and said:

"Give you half an hour to prepare all the soft things in the house. Bring nothing with you, and let no one be alarmed, so take your son. ”

Naturally, the housekeeper didn't ask much, but it was his wife who reacted.

"Xianggong, but the court ......"

Yang Bingliang smiled wryly, and when he was about to speak, he heard a loud bang.

A huge flame rose from King Fu's mansion to the sky.