Zhang Du knelt there, his face was already flushed.

Yang Xianrong looked at him and continued: "These princes are all about to move, what should we do? Have you ever thought about it? We are now grasshoppers on a rope, and no one can do without anyone. ”

"Just do what you want." Zhang Du even said such a thing, so angry that Yang Xianrong threw the teacup.

"Who do you think will not kill us?"

"......" Zhang Du was speechless.

Yang Xianrong threw another teacup, the hot tea flowed all over the ground, and the broken teacup was spinning on the ground, looking a little shocking. "I'm just reminding you today, don't just look at the current situation, thinking that without Jia Nanfeng, there would be no danger, in fact, the bigger crisis is behind. In addition, don't think that I have a good relationship with Sima Ying and Yuan Jianshuo, just think that everything is peaceful. One day, no matter who turns their faces, we are all dead! Cheer me up! ”

“…… Be. The men knelt on the ground and kowtowed, looking panicked.

"From now on, Hongu won't go out, there are too many eyeliner. But open your ears to hear for the house! ”

When it comes to this, how can Zhang Du not understand, he knows better the current situation in the court, but he is just a little bit of a breath, and the days ahead can only be more difficult.

On the day of the Lantern Festival, the palace is still full of lights, lively and chaotic.

Emperor Sima Zhen began to pamper Zhao Meiren and Lian Meiren again, and happily played hide and seek with them all day long, although his legs were still limping, but it did not affect playing with the beauties.

Zhang Du quietly changed Sima Zhen's food list, added a lot of light things, and banned all those desserts and ice drinks from being brought into Zhengyang Palace. Although Zhao Meiren and Lian Meiren also tried their best to make the emperor happy, they never dared to be too public. After all, that Liu Meiren has half a life left, so it depends on how many days she can survive.

No one knew about Yang Xianrong's tantrum in the dormitory of Tianyuan Palace, but many people did find that Sima Lun, who would have come to the palace to ask Sima Zhen for the jade seal, had come less often, and many wills were sent out directly with his seal, and he also became less and less interested in the emperor, and began to gradually alienate Sun Xiu, Sun Yi and others. Therefore, Yang Xianrong's concern is right.

Lan Xiang even quietly asked Yang Xianrong if he wanted to write to his father Yang Xuanzhi and them? But Yang Xianrong shook his head and denied the idea. At this point, if it's okay, it's okay, if there is something, it won't help them to rush over, and they may even lose their lives in vain, it's better to settle for a corner now, maybe it can be used as a backing for the future.

The slaves and servants around him stood up, saw everything in their eyes, remembered it in their hearts, and turned their heads to tell Yang Xianrong.

Although the situation became extremely delicate and unpredictable, Yang Xianrong still followed the established plan and let Cuixi return to Yangfu as Huizhu's maiden family to Sima Ying's palace. She still claimed that she was unwell, closed the door of Tianyuan Palace, and no one was seen. Because Sima Zhen came once, he brought a lot of gold, silver, jewelry and other things to her, and stayed here for one night to show his favor.

Huizhu went out as a concubine, and everything was simple. Even the wedding dresses, which were bought from ready-to-wear stores, were not red, but brick-red. The hairpin head phoenix is inserted into the head, which can be regarded as an elevation of status.

The rituals that should be there still enough to be done.

Yang Xiankang sat on the main seat as the head of the family, and after Huizhu knelt to him three times, he slowly got up, supported by Cuixi, and planned to get on the sedan chair. Because it is a concubine room, it is just a small sedan chair for two people. But if you look closely, it is He Jiunian and Yuan Jianshuo who carry the sedan chair.

The two men covered most of their faces with felt hats, and they couldn't see their faces clearly.

However, at this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "It's on fire!" ”

Follow the prestige, it is the courtyard where the boudoir of Yang Xianrong is located, and the fire is the small study room of Yang Xianrong, which has a lot of rare and unique bamboo slips. Yang Xiankang was shocked, and he couldn't care much, so he picked up his robe and ran to the backyard. "Hurry up and put out the fire, the third sister's books and classics are all in it!"

Liu Yao was originally guarding next to the sedan chair, but when he heard Yang Xiankang say this, he had to run over. Cui Xi naturally knew the significance of this small study for the sheep sacrifice, let go of Huizhu's arm, and hurriedly ran to the backyard. When Huizhu heard about this, she picked up her wedding dress and ran with her......

The scene was chaotic.

Most of the servants of the Yang family followed Yang Xuanzhi back to Tai'an County, and only a few old servants were left here to serve Yang Xiankang's daily life. These people are not young, and their mobility is slow, and it is difficult to even find a bucket.

Cui Xi was still staring at Hui Zhu, but then she couldn't take care of it, and hurriedly ran to the utility room to rummage for a bucket, but fortunately, Hui Zhu followed her all the time and also looked for a bucket and a wooden basin in the utility room.

The Yang family is also considered a high-ranking official, and most of the houses are high-end tiled houses, mainly brick and stone structures, which are not easy to catch fire. Yang Xiankang rushed over and saw that even the window lattices were on fire, and the bamboo slips and books inside were also burning.

A portrait of a sheep wearing a red wedding dress hanging in the study is still painted by Yang Xuanzhi himself, and the sheep on it is delicate and dignified, and the golden phoenix wedding dress is particularly luxurious...... It's also burning now.

"Where's the water?" He yelled.

Now even the two "sedan chair drivers" have run over, and they are looking at each other when they see such a situation.

"You can't use water!" Yuan Jianshuo, one of the sedan chair drivers, roared, "Cover it with soil." Those bamboo slips and books will still break when they encounter water! ”

"Dirt!" Yang Xiankang was so anxious that he turned around.

Yang Xuanzhi hates to plant flowers and grass in the yard, and all of them use bluestone slabs to pave the yard. Yang Xianrong didn't live here for too long, and he didn't think about planting some flowers and plants. Now, the yard is bare, and there is not even a shred of soil.

These people had no choice but to run out of Yangfu in a hurry, shovel soil from the door, and then rush back to the small study to extinguish the fire. This reciprocation was a bit time-consuming, and the bamboo slips burned even harder.

"Let's use water!" Cui Xi had already run over with a large wooden barrel, "If the whole house burns down, won't the girl be more anxious?" ”

Yang Xiankang took the bucket and poured it without thinking about it, and Huizhu and a few old servants also came over with buckets one after another, plus the loess dug before, these people finally put out the fire.

Not long, but chaotic enough. Now it's muddy and watery, and it looks like a mess.

Yang Xiankang clenched his fists, and such a thought surged in his heart: The third sister is afraid that she is not the reincarnation of the fire phoenix, right? And now even the portrait of her little study can burn on its own? The door is always closed, and there is no candle and lamp oil, how can it catch fire?