Chapter 4 The Legend of the Cat Ghost (16) - The Tiger Is Not Powerful, Do You Think I'm a Sick Cat (Part II)
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Looking at Xing Yun, whose little face was flushed and his cheeks were bulging with anger, Chris asked speculatively: "What, this hidden fire army has offended our little Xing Yun?"
Xing Yun shook his head: "During the Spring Festival, I went to Beijing with my father for the first time and lived at my aunt's house. www.biquge.info I saw with my own eyes that there was a house in the neighborhood that was on fire. Neighbors helped to draw water from the well to put out the fire, but unfortunately the fire grew bigger and bigger, not to mention pouring water on it, and one by one they were so burned that they did not dare to approach. The soldiers of the Submarine Fire Army arrived for a long time, but they stood outside and watched, watching as the family in the house was burned alive...... I still can't forget that tragic scene, they didn't take it seriously, they were talking and laughing on the side!"
As soon as Xing Yun thought about it, he couldn't help but want to shed tears, feeling that he had lost his temper just now, and now he was like this again, so he secretly turned his head and wiped a handful of tears.
Chris was also very angry when he heard Xing Yun's words. In her heart, the firefighters have always been heroic images of desperate people, but now the Great Song Dynasty turned out to be such a thing! Suddenly, she recalled the row of young officers with very similar bodies and shapes she saw in the hall at Yingzong's funeral. She could imagine the scene of such a group of tall and tall guys with five or six people, standing on the edge of the fire and not caring about the lives of others and not saving people. Thinking about this, she also got angry and slapped the table hard. The bowls and saucers on the table were shaken and clanged, which startled Liang Weijian and Xing Yun.
The two fell to their knees at once.
Chris really hasn't been so angry in front of them, and he has always talked and laughed. Because of this, the sudden anger was even more severe.
Liang Weijian trembled in her heart: This is the true face of the Queen Mother!
It's been a long time since I've experienced the majesty of this body. Seeing that they were all kneeling, Chris scratched his head, and hurriedly said, "Get up! I'm angry with the Hidden Fire Army, not at you two." ”
Xing Yun squinted at Liang Weijian, for fear that he would blame himself for being too talkative. But he didn't expect the other party to cast an approving look.
Liang Weijian felt that he hadn't seen the Queen Mother for a long time. Lan Yuanxiao, who is always smiling all day long, is imprinted in his mind, and he almost forgets the shadow of the Queen Mother!
Xing Yun made Chris angry, but this time it made Liang Weijian feel that something was right! The people in this palace are like this, the master they serve is the biggest backer, who doesn't want this backer to stand tall. It is necessary to have such majesty in order to stand and live, so that the people below can feel reliable.
Chris said indignantly: "I'm angry that these submarine fire soldiers treat firefighting as a child's play!"
In fact, the reason why the fire that Xing Yun saw that day was not effective in rescuing was because Wang Guangyuan said that the biggest problem of the submarine fire army was that the division of jurisdiction was not clear.
The ordinary officers and soldiers of the submarine fire army arrived at the scene early, but what was the use?" "Violators will be punished by military law, and these non-commissioned officers can only wait aside. It's useless to be anxious! The submarine fire army who has experienced this situation countless times has long been accustomed to it. Whether the officers at the scene were talking or laughing or not, I can't tell now, but in the hearts of the people, the raging flames here are burning the houses crackling, the people fighting the fire are shouting to the sky, and there may be people to save in the fire. It doesn't matter if you are talking about the fire or the world, at this time, the people's anger is difficult to suppress, and the people's grievances are very deep, so the spearhead is directly aimed at the latent fire army.
I was angry just now, but seeing the two of them slowly get up, Chris gradually calmed down, and turned his head to ask Liang Weijian, "Xiao Liangzi, do you know if the Hidden Fire Army is like this on weekdays?"
Liang Weijian couldn't say what was wrong with the Hidden Fire Army. As a minister, he knew about this matter in the palace, so he told him about the large and small fires that had occurred in the palace in the Song Dynasty over the years.
And the most terrible fire in Liang Weijian's mouth is the fire in Rongguo Palace on April 23, the eighth year of Dazhong Xiangfu in the Song Zhenzong period. The fire started from Rongguo Palace, and the King Yong, King Xiang, and King Nanyang of the East Palace ...... Six royal palaces burned down in one night. But the fire was not extinguished, the next day continued to burn, to the Chengtianmen, to the south burned to the Inner Tibetan Mansion, the incense medicine storehouse, to the east burned to the Zuozang library, to the west burned to the Fengluan Division, Chaoyuan Palace, the Secret Pavilion History Museum, to noon, the fire burned directly to the court, even the Shaozhong Province, Menxia Province, the Drum Division Judge's Academy...... At night, more than 2,000 houses were burned, and as many as 1,500 people died in the fire, and the fire was not extinguished until late at night. The fire burned for a day and two nights, with countless casualties and unbearable sighting. The most important thing is that in the three halls of the Secret Pavilion, all the books handed down from the Tang Dynasty have been burned.
"Well, I've heard about this fire back then, you continue. As the identity of the queen mother, Chris responded, she didn't know these things, but Gao Taotao must have heard of it. She listened carefully, but in her heart she was thinking about the holy decree and Li Xian's appearance when he left.
"Weichen has never seen such a big fire, but since entering the palace, he has still encountered a small fire. Once, the candlestick fell down, and the spark fell on the curtain, and it was all a wooden house, and the fire burned at once. This scene suddenly became chaotic, but fortunately, there was the submarine fire army. When fighting the fire, Wei Chen was watching from the side, and those soldiers also fought with their lives! Maybe it was because of the fire in the palace, they did work harder than the fire in the city. He sighed and said, "But after a fire is saved, there are always casualties, at least some minor injuries! Wechen touched his conscience and said, such an errand of risking death every day, how much money to give, Wechen is not willing to do it!"
This is indeed true, and Chris and Xing Yun are both in thought. Chris said in his heart: The body is long, put yourself in the shoes of those soldiers, they did take a big risk. Even in modern times, firefighters are a high-risk profession!
Liang Weijian said again: "Before the summer, it didn't rain in the capital, until the official family sent officials from the Ministry of Rites to worship the 'Emperor of Touching' at the altar in the southern suburbs, and it rained a few times. However, in autumn, it has not rained for a long time, so it is most likely to catch fire everywhere!"
The Song Dynasty was founded with the country name Jianlong. In the first year of Jianlong, Zhao Kuangyin, Taizu of the Song Dynasty, stipulated the sacrifice to the god of fire as a national ceremony. The god of fire is also called "Red Emperor" or "Fire Virtue True Monarch", but he still feels that he is not respectful enough. Three years later, in the first year of Qiande, he ordered people to build an altar seven feet high and four zhang wide in the southern suburbs of Bianliang City, and he gave the god of fire a new name, called "Emperor Gansheng", stipulating that the god of fire should be sacrificed in the first month of each year.