A day later, at the third moment of the first day of the first month, two sneaky figures appeared in the Changyi Mansion.

The two of them snuck all the way to the empty front yard.

They went from house to house, and when they were sure that the entire front yard was indeed empty, the two of them gathered in a corner under the porch.

First I smelled a pungent smell of grease, and then with a "click" sound, a little fire burst out.

That night, an inexplicable fire broke out in Changyi Mansion.

The firelight reflected half of Shang Guanli, and the smoke went straight into the sky.

"Walk the water, walk the water!"

There was chaos in the Changyi Mansion, and the servants who lived in the backyard were awakened and screamed in surprise, and hurriedly drew water from the well to extinguish the fire.

Under the escort of Yu Wuwu and others, Liu He, who was disheveled, moved from the middle courtyard to the backyard and took refuge temporarily.

"Your Highness is frightened, the lower official should be damned!" An Le, who was kept in the dark, bowed in front of Liu He, and there was no trace of panic on his face.

"The widow is fine, and no one in the palace is injured."

"The front yard hasn't had time to clean up, it's full of sundries, there are no people living in it for the time being, no one has been injured, and the lower officials have already inquired about it."

"Okay, good, then good, An Qing, this fire is burning strangely, I'm afraid that someone wants to let the widow die in the fire."

Liu He said, the whole person pretended to faint, and the whole person immediately fell backwards, and Yu Wuwu and others, who had been prepared, hurriedly supported him from behind.

"Your Highness, Your Highness!"

In the midst of this shouting, the entire backyard became even more chaotic.

"Quick, quickly help His Highness to rest indoors."

"Yui!"

Under Gong Sui's order, Wang Ji and Yu Wuwu hurriedly put Liu He in the main room in the backyard.

An Le also wanted to follow up, but before anyone could go in, he was blocked by Gong Sui.

"Gong An, I am here to take care of His Royal Highness, and Gong An has to go to the front yard to preside over the firefighting, and we must not let the fire spread to the backyard."

"But Your Highness ......" An Le still wanted to refute, and fought the fire in the front yard bitterly, how could he be close to His Highness left and right.

But Zhu Rong was ruthless, and at this time, the fire did not seem to be under control at all, but had spread to the middle courtyard.

If this fire is not controlled, then His Highness is likely to sleep on the streets.

At that point, it will be unsightly.

"Gong An, I'm afraid that tonight will alarm Zhi Jinwu and Jing Zhaoyin, you are the person with the highest rank among the officials of Changyi State, only if you come forward, can you suppress the scene, remember, Your Highness has not yet ascended the throne, and has been assassinated twice, how can Your Highness dare to enter the palace?"

Gong Sui is used to seeing turmoil, and his acting skills are no worse than Liu He, so he made An Le say in a few words.

He came back to his senses, and it was a good opportunity to show his courage.

Perhaps, he will be able to meet with many officials in the DPRK and China, which will be of great benefit to his career in the future.

"Gong Qing is right, then His Highness will be taken care of by you."

"It's natural, it's a matter of course."

An Le waved his hand, and ran towards the middle courtyard with Zhang Wuji, Jian Kou and the others.

Gong Sui smiled imperceptibly and turned his head into the main room behind him.

At this time, only Liu He, Gong Sui, Wang Ji and Yu Wuwu were left in the room.

"Wang Qing Yuqing, the widow just watched from a distance, and this fire was put just right."

"This is what His Highness taught well." Yu Wuwu and Wang Ji said quietly.

At this time, the firelight shone on Liu He's face through the pane, flickering with a strange light.

This is the first time Liu He has done conspiracy and trickery, although it is very small and not clever, but it is an active attack after all.

In this monolithic court, Liu He has not much room to toss and turn, and he can only see stitches.

"Wang Qing, from now on, you will guard the gate here, and no one will be allowed to enter or leave without your permission."

"Yui!"

Along the way, Liu He hadn't had much communication with Wang Ji, but he admired the immovable temperament of this Confucian student.

"Gong Qing, it's up to you to deal with all the people who visit, no matter who comes to visit, you have to say that the widow is too frightened, which caused a hidden illness a few years ago, headaches, babbling, can't walk, and can't meet guests."

"Yui!"

"Yuqing, you are on your side, ready to be sent at any time."

"Yui!"

A quarter of an hour after the fire started, the pavilion chief of the street where the Changyi Mansion was located came with dozens of pavilion guards to put out the fire.

When they saw that it was the Changyi Mansion that caught fire, they immediately panicked, fighting the fire on the one hand, and asking for help from the street pavilions around them.

Two quarters of an hour after the fire burned, Jing Zhaoyin rushed over from the palace half a mile away from the Changyi Mansion, because he was in a hurry, he didn't even wear a robe, and his hair was stomped like a madman.

Three quarters of an hour after the fire had been burned, Zhijingo arrived from the north with a large group of pavilion guards. After he came to the gate of Changyi Mansion, he took the lead and rushed directly into the sea of fire without saying a word, ignoring the thick smoke billowing out.

……

Everyone present knows that Changyi Mansion is now the weakness of Chang'an.

If something really happens, whether it is the pavilion chief pavilion guard, or the ruling Jingo and Jing Zhaoyin, it will be an end.

……

Thankfully, with the concerted efforts of hundreds of people, the fire was finally extinguished.

But the entire front yard of Changyi Mansion has become a ruin, and the middle courtyard has been burned down in half.

Countless belongings were lost, but fortunately no one was hurt.

Zhijin Wu Han Zeng personally inspected the scene, except for seeing that it was suspected of being caused by grease, he did not find the slightest strange - Liu He, who was accustomed to all kinds of strange cases in later generations, wanted to cover up some traces, and it couldn't be easier.

Coupled with the fact that An Le, who was kept in the dark, was exaggerated from the side, and Changyi Hall was set on fire, it became an ironclad fact.

Han Zeng didn't dare to slack off, and after letting the pavilion guards firmly guard the Changyi Mansion, he hurriedly rushed to the General's Mansion.

At two moments, almost an hour after the fire broke out, Han Zeng saw Huo Guang in the General's Mansion.

The latter had apparently just woken up from his sleep, and his face was full of fatigue, which seemed to be different from the usual majestic general.

Han Zeng immediately told everything he saw.

"Is the king of Changyi okay?" As soon as Han Zeng finished speaking, Huo Guang couldn't wait to ask, with a trace of anxiety on his face.

"His Royal Highness has not been injured, but listening to Changyi Xiang's Anle, His Highness was overly frightened, suffered from headaches, and talked nonsense, and now he can't get out of bed."

He was first assassinated in the Changyi Palace, and then set on fire at the Changyi Mansion.

The king of Changyi was young, and he already had a hidden disease, and it seemed normal to be overly frightened.

"What's so strange about it?"

"Someone poured a lot of lamp oil, so the fire burned very strongly, fortunately the people in the mansion found it early, plus there was a rain just yesterday, the fire spread from the front yard to the middle yard a little later, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable."

It seems that those people who did it in Changyi Country were in a hurry, otherwise they wouldn't have picked this inappropriate weather to do it.

After all, at noon tomorrow, the king of Changyi will enter the palace to accept the canonization, and when the time comes, the king of Changyi will move to the heavily guarded Weiyang Palace, and it will be difficult to do it again.

The more anxious the other party is, the faster he must be.

Jun Sima Wang Xian hadn't found anything useful yet, but Huo Guang planned to go on business as usual.

The reason is very simple, the more the enemy blocks something, the more Huo Guang has to do.

Tomorrow, the king of Changyi will accept the canonization of the crown prince in front of the spirit of the Son of Heaven, and he will not postpone it.

Huo Guang came to the front of the case, drafted a warrant on the silk, stamped his general's seal, and handed it to Han Zeng.

"With my warrant, transfer 300 men from the lieutenant lieutenant and the lieutenant of the infantry to enter the city, defend the Changyi mansion, and protect the king of Changyi."

"Yui!" Han Zeng took the order and left.

The lieutenant lieutenant and the infantry lieutenant belonged to the Northern Army, and Yu Lin Lang and Qi Menlang belonged to the Southern Army, and they were not subordinate.

Transferring it to Changyi Mansion and Weiyang Palace can restrain each other with the southern army, so that the king of Changyi should also be more at ease.

Having been assassinated twice in a row, anyone would be afraid.

Huo Guang would never allow the Son of Heaven he chose to be in danger.