The guards frowned, grabbed the hilt of their knives and pounded twice on the corpse, then reached out to probe their breath and pulse.

"A dead man indeed."

"The three princes have an order, and ants can't be released, even if it's a dead person, they can't just let it go."

The scene suddenly came to an impasse.

The coachman's face was a little anxious, and he didn't know what to do, and he couldn't carry the coffin back, so he could only beg again and again.

"Okay, okay, this girl is also a poor person, and it is common sense that fallen leaves return to the roots, so you can't let her rot in the palace like this......"

"No is no way, you ......"

Before he could finish speaking, someone suddenly shouted not far away.

"Quick! The palace is on fire!! The palace gate is open!! ”

As soon as everyone looked up, they saw that under the bright moonlight, a raging fire was already burning in the center of the huge palace!

Don't let this fire burn down the palace!

"Forget it, you guys go quickly!! Get out of the way, let's go!! ”

When the coachman heard this, he hurriedly drove the carriage all the way out.

Before leaving the palace, he glanced back at the palace, followed by a frowning and lamenting.

"Hey......"

With such a big fire, the person who set the fire was probably driven to a dead end.

After a sigh, he flicked his horsewhip and drove all the way to the gate of Kyoto.

——

The fire burned for three days and three nights.

In the end, heavy rain fell on the sky to quell the flames.

The entire huge Fengtian Temple has been burned to ashes, and everything inside is gone, not to mention people, even the iron has been burned.

Jiang Chong led people to search for a long time under the ruins of this Fengtian Temple, and finally found some human bone residues, which were shattered with a black pinch, and no one could tell whose bones they were.

However, in addition to Cen Yao and Concubine Zhuang, who live in this Fengtian Palace, since they can't get out of the palace and can't find a trace, nine times out of ten they have become ashes, sleeping forever under this ruin.

Jiang Chong announced on the spot that the minister Cen Yao was dead, and he could tell the world and recapture the country.

For a while, the people's hearts were boiling, and tens of millions of people cheered and sang and danced, and everyone knew that Jiang Chong was the most suitable person to be the emperor in the world, and he was the true dragon son of heaven.

After that, the country was restored, the palace was rebuilt, Jiang Chong ascended the throne, and the country name was changed to: Jin.

——

When Cen Yao woke up, he began to frantically search for Ding Bao's figure.

His subordinates told him that when the coffin was transported out of the palace, he pried open the hidden compartment at the bottom, only to find that there was no figure, but it was filled with gold, silver and jewelry.

Cen Yao's face was pale, and he rushed to the coffin barefoot, and when he lowered his eyes, he saw that it was full of dazzling treasures and jades, neatly laid out, as if they had been put in one by one.

"What about people?!"

"I ask you, what about the people inside!!"

The subordinate hurriedly knelt down and shook his head vigorously.

"Back to the Governor, this is the scene when a subordinate opens the coffin, and the other subordinates don't know."

Suddenly, as if he remembered something, he hurriedly took out a letter from his arms and carefully handed it to Cen Yao.

"This letter was seen by the subordinate when he opened the secret compartment, and it was placed on top of those gold and silver things, please ...... it."

The letter in his hand was snatched away.

Cen Yao lowered his eyes, looked at the envelope in his hand, opened it with trembling hands, and pulled out a stack of papers from it.

He looked at it word by word, and the words on the paper seemed to turn into sharp daggers, stabbing him in the heart one after another.