He always felt in his heart that if his father had not been so ruthless in putting his mother in a dungeon that day, those villains would not have found a chance to exploit the loopholes......

Yahuan Xiao Yun on the side couldn't see the grievances of his young master, so he had the courage to open his mouth to defend him: "Your Royal Highness, the prince of the world has not abandoned his studies in his mother's house, and he often stays in front of his mother to study......"

However, the prince didn't appreciate it, and glanced at her: "Xiao Yu, don't talk too much." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Yan lowered his eyes and glanced at Zhao Yi, and instead of approving, he said, "That's not going to happen." Leaving this sentence behind, he didn't say anything more, and walked away with his legs raised......

Zhao Yicai didn't care what his father said, as soon as the people left, he came to his mother's bedroom, picked up pen and ink, and wrote in front of the desk not far from the bed.

In the past ten days, he has been doing this, because he feels that although his mother has not woken up, as long as he is working hard, she will definitely be able to know.

In this way, he kept reading in the east courtyard until late at night, and Fang Yi reluctantly left......

On this day, it was the day when King Ling went to Beijing to report on his work.

That night, the prince Zhao Yi guarded his mother in the bedroom of the East Courtyard as before, and left until the end of the day.

As soon as he walked on his front foot, a fire suddenly broke out in the east courtyard.

The fire burned strangely, coming from almost all directions, and by the time the guards on duty found it, the fire was already developing uncontrollably.

In November, when the autumn wind rises, the weather is dry and dry, and the fire is like a hungry wolf ghost, and no one is spared.

When the prince Zhao Yi heard the sound, he rushed over, and the entire eastern courtyard was already on fire.

Those who could escape escaped, but his unconscious mother and the two maids who were waiting close were still inside.

Hundreds of people in the palace carried water to put out the fire, however, with the help of the autumn wind, the water that poured down failed to extinguish the flames, but increased its power, and the flames rushed straight up like evil spirits, burning half of the sky......

Zhao Yi watched as the queen mother's residence was engulfed in flames, and there was a crackling sound in his ears, the cry of flames.

His mother was thus buried in the flames......

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Linxian is a small county town located in the west, where the mountains and rivers are poor, and it is a barren land with poor people.

At the feet of the same Son of Heaven, this Linxian County seems to have been forgotten by the imperial court.

The gentry here are lawless and extravagant, while the tenant farmers are oppressed and destitute.

They survive in the cracks, and sometimes they don't live as well as a watchdog in a large family.

In order to live, they went down to the ground before dawn, bowed their waists under the scorching sun, and made repeated movements in the ground like ants.

In the distance, on a winding path ahead, a bright red added a touch of life to the gray world, and the hard-working tenant farmers looked up and were attracted by this touch of red.

On closer inspection, it was a man and a woman pulling a mule, and on the back of the mule sat a woman, wearing a red jacket and a red turban.

With the jingling of the bells, the three men walked unhurriedly down the road, and soon left the fields and headed south......

Lu Huijuan sat on the back of the mule, and her body swayed slightly with the movement of the mule.

Yes, today is the day of her marriage.

There is no beating gongs, drums, suona, no lively send-off procession, and not even a decent sedan chair.

Some are just a dwarf mule to send relatives, and in order to show that this is a family sending team, the mule has a simple red ribbon tied to its head.

There is only one bride and a porter who leads a mule.

Lu Huijuan knew that if she wasn't afraid of escaping by herself, it was estimated that her husband's family would even save this bride and porter.

The red hood blocked her vision, and she couldn't see the road ahead, so she kept her eyes down and stared at the ground.

She saw the muddy paths, the weedy wasteland, and the mud-stained feet of the porter and the bridesmaid on the ground.

Look at yourself again, a new pair of red cloth shoes on your feet are clean.

This is already the last decency of her as a bride.

She was sold to someone to fill the house, and her father sold her without saying a word; As for where she was sold, she didn't know, and she didn't know what kind of person her husband's family was.

She has two older brothers above her and two younger sisters below, and as the eldest daughter, she does almost all the heavy and dirty work in the family alone.

She has long been disgusted with the days when there is endless work to do every day and three meals are not available, and she has long had the idea of escaping from this poor country.

When she learns that she has been sold, she tries to escape, but her two brothers are still captured.

On the way, she asked Xi Niang about the situation of her husband's family, but it was okay not to ask, and she almost fainted from this inquiry.

She endured it when she was filling the house, but the man was sixty-seven, almost the same age as her grandfather, and she felt terrible when she thought about it.

She is only eighteen this year, and she is in her prime, no, she can't bury her life at the hands of an old man.

After having this idea, Lu Huijuan has been waiting for an opportunity to escape.

Passing a hill, she looked at the tall bushes and knew her chance had come.

Thinking of this, she bit her tongue fiercely, and although she was mentally prepared, the severe pain still made her shiver, and she almost fell off the mule's back.

The porter in front of him was quick-eyed, and he reached out to help her, and as soon as his hand touched her armpit, he remembered the difference between men and women, and quickly let go.

"Ouch, bride, can't you sit still?" Xi Niang angrily accused.

"Auntie, I have a stomachache, can you stop so I can find a place to relieve my hands."

"How can there be a bride who puts water on the halfway, it will not work, it is unlucky." Xi Niang vetoed it.

Lu Huijuan bent down, in a painful shape: "I really have a stomachache, I'm going to pull my pants if I don't let me down." ”

The bride lifted her red hood and saw that she was dripping in cold sweat, not like she was pretending. She was also afraid that she would be unlucky if she really pulled her pants.

He said, "It's annoying." So he asked the porter to stop the mule.

"Be careful, don't get your shoes dirty, they're new." The bride lifted her off the mule's back.

Seeing the porter looking at the general curiously, Lu Huijuan nodded shyly: "I'll go back when I go." ”

Along the way, she pretended to be obedient on the surface, but the bride and the porter didn't see the clue, and nodded and let her go.

Lu Huijuan hid behind a bush, did not untie his trousers, but turned around and looked behind him, and saw that the bride and the porter were talking, and did not notice her side.

If you don't run now, wait for when.

She took a deep breath, pulled her legs and ran down the hill.

On this side, Xi Niang realized that something was wrong when she heard the movement, and when she looked back, she was shocked.

(End of chapter)