After the husband, I feel that there is no time for this heart to be quiet. When the mind is in constant motion, there is no pause. Li Botai felt that it is difficult for people to achieve a place of heart control, the ancients said that the heart is eternal, and the heart is done to a certain extent. People are full of tricks, and it is not easy to live between the rivers and lakes.

The master of the courtyard got up that night and carried the lantern to the dark room of the cellar again, and opened the iron door, "Huai Lingren, Hanshan girl, she ......" The master of the courtyard did not dare to make a sound.

As if he hadn't heard, the man devoured the rotten flesh on the ground, and his clothes were torn to shreds by his madman. His hands and feet were chained to death, and his hair covered his face. The old man was so frightened that he turned around and left, crawling and escaping from the cellar. "Come on, ride a fast horse! Long live him to the emperor! Go find Chen Baolian and meet His Majesty the Emperor with him!" The whole theater was in chaos.

"Huai Lingren looks like this, can Your Majesty want him?" Chen Baolian was puzzled. The master of the courtyard admires Chen Baolian's elegance the most, and his inner cultivation is unmatched. The master of the courtyard never beat or scolded him like other servants, and he admired Chen Baolian's character from the bottom of his heart. "Baolian, I will order someone to prepare horses, you and I will wait outside the hall first." The old man of the courtyard saw that Baolian's chest and harrier flower waistline jacket were very good-looking, and said: "Baolian, you have to show your hands when you meet the emperor." "Yes, sir." Chen Baolian nodded slightly. The master of the courtyard took Chen Baolian through the layers of halls and came to the main entrance of the Grand Theater. Chen Baolian is good at taming horses, he can control the violent thief horse, the horse saw that he also became quiet, the master of the courtyard kept praising it: "That's it!" That's it!" The two of them turned on their horses, and the streets were dusty.

The lord of that courtyard is not only the master of the Grand Theater, but also the emperor has been awarded a first-class official position. When he saw the emperor, he naturally had to wear official uniforms, with the sun and moon dragon patterns woven in the Xuanyi robe, and the collar and skirt were neat. The two of them had serious expressions, and quickly came to the outside of the Qianqing Palace, and happened to bump into the pianist Li Youlan coming out of the emperor's bedroom. He wore a cloak and took care of his clothes as he walked, and the old man and Chen Baolian probably guessed eight or nine. "Lord Li, hahaha, long live the emperor, can you already get up. We don't dare to bother, please Lord Li ......" The master of the courtyard has not finished speaking, then Li Youlan raised his hand. Chen Baolian didn't appreciate his rude attitude, and she couldn't say anything. The courtyard master sneered and strode directly towards the Qianqing Palace. "Stop!" The pianist Li Youlan looked coldly at the master of the courtyard. "The master of the Great Opera Palace, when he is a first-class official of the dynasty, a mere little pianist, doing dirty deeds, what is it." The old man of the courtyard no longer pretended, and took out the old man's style of treating his subordinates to talk to him. The pianist Li Youlan was suddenly trembling with anger from him, he glared at the old man viciously, flicked his sleeves and turned around and returned to the interior of the Qianqing Palace. The old man was not used to him, and his eyes motioned for Chen Baolian to follow him in.

The interior of the Qianqing Palace has two floors, the first floor has five rooms, and the second floor has four rooms. There are many rooms in the front and back, and I don't know which floor the emperor is resting on. The value and status of the master of the courtyard are ironclad, and he can enter without permission, which is different from others. The master of the courtyard was in front, and Chen Baolian followed. On the first floor, the doors of the five large rooms were locked, and when I came to the second floor, there was a door that was half-open and half-hidden, presumably the emperor was resting inside. "Wait here." The old man and Chen Baolian stood aside. Half an hour had passed, and the old man heard the sound of footsteps in the house, the emperor was changing his clothes at this time, and he and Chen Lingguan waited for another quarter of an hour before seeing the emperor come out in plain clothes. "The unscrupulous king." Chen Baolian thought. He is a lustful man, and a good man is a man. The emperor was taken aback by the old man of the courtyard and Chen Lingguan, "This ...... You guys!" The master of the courtyard knelt down with Chen Baolian: "Long live Your Majesty, the ministers kneel to see Your Majesty!" The emperor smiled and said: "The master of the Great Opera Hall is a person with status, how can he learn to cut first and then play." "Your Majesty, it's urgent!" The emperor touched his beard and asked, "What can make the hall master so anxious?" Tell me about it. "The master of the courtyard will bring the affairs of Huai Lingren together. After hearing this, the emperor's face suddenly changed: "Bold!! And what else is there? Huai Lingren is my favorite official, there are three long and two short to ask the master of your palace. I will give you a thousand followers and everyone will set off overnight, and chase back Dou Hanshan within three days, otherwise, the hall master, your black gauze hat will not be able to keep it, and it will be swept to the end!" The emperor was furious. "Yes, yes, yes, the villain knows." The emperor ignored the two of them, threw up his sleeves and left. Chen Baolian knew in her heart that even if she cultivated herself, it would be difficult for her to enter the eyes of the emperor.

The old man and Chen Baolian retreated silently, and the two had to turn their horses around and return the same way. "Set off overnight, dig three feet into the ground, and we must find out Dou Hanshan!" The old man said to Chen Baolian. "She wanted to come back, and she was already back. Do you think this can be successful?" Chen Lingguan shook his head. "If it doesn't work, it has to work!"

The two jumped off their horses and asked the servants to lead the two horses back to the stables. As soon as I entered the Grand Theater, I heard that there was chaos inside. Because it has been nine days since I came back, the lights up and down the Grand Opera Hall are bright, and the front and back are constantly noisy.

"Not good!"

The cellar is lit by candlelight, and the large and small theaters have been on fire, and the fire is so powerful that the entire theater will be buried in the sea of fire in less than three hours. The soul of the old man flew out of the sky, he covered his nose and ran to the place where the fire was most intense, several janitors had been burned to death in the cellar, the fire was spreading, and the fire god was going to send down the disaster of Huilu. "Huai Lingren's life is over!" The old man suddenly felt bad.

Everyone in the Grand Theater was on fire, and the cellar suddenly burst into flames, and the entire theater was blazing.

"What a wreck!" The old man of the courtyard fainted to death with five thunderbolts. This fire did not ignite for no reason, there were ghosts who secretly did it. Hundreds of servants were all buried in the flames, either injured or maimed. A fire completely destroyed the Grand Opera Hall, and the Huailing people must have been burned by the fire, burning to the point that there were no bones left. Before he could wait for the day when Hanshan returned, he had already been burned to nothing.