East wind blazes into the sky
Fortunately, although Nangong Wang was a little short-sighted, he was not stupid.
He also knew that the emperor would be accompanied by tens of thousands of elite soldiers. Once these escorts drove up the mountain, the possibility of the dead being captured alive was extremely high.
He moved the arson day forward by one night, and the east wind picked up at Zi Shi the night before the Qingming Festival.
Qi Yan stood in front of the west window of the dormitory wearing a snow-white tunic and a coat.
Just after the ugly moment, a flame of fire went straight to the bullfight, dyeing half of the sky red.
Qi Yan was so excited that she couldn't contain herself, and she smiled at the fiery red in the sky.
Old thief Nangong, that day you and Lu Quan forced the former Emperor Shang to set fire to the fire. Have you ever thought that retribution would come so quickly
A person who believes in the fate of yin and yang, how does it feel when he sees his past evil deeds being retributed on his ancestral tomb and his only daughter
The sentry on the night watch saw the sky-high flames rushing down into the Cloud Tower, and an unstable foot rolled down the steps. He fell heavily on the ground but didn't bother to check himself, and ran straight towards Nangong Rang's bedroom...
"Report!!!"
Niu Daowei at the door raised the knife and axe in his hand: "Who is it!"
"The villain is the soldier in charge of the guard. If you die and report to Your Majesty, the West Mountain is on fire!"
Niu Daowei glanced to the west, turned and pushed open the gate of the hall.
Nangong Rang was old and had a very light sleep, and he opened his eyes when the soldiers shouted "Report".
The soldier knelt in the center of the front hall: "Patrol soldier Zhang Chuan, I have something important to report to Your Majesty!"
Nangong let out a long sigh, rubbed his temples and sat up: "Go and have a look."
Si Jiu, who was guarding the door, got up from the floor and walked towards the outer hall.
"What's up?"
Zhang Chuan's face turned pale with fright, and he kowtowed again and again: "The west mountain is on fire, the west mountain is on fire!"
Si Jiu was shocked, ran out of the main hall and glanced westward, then turned around and ran towards the inner hall.
Kneeling in front of the dormitory door: "Your Majesty, the soldiers on the night watch are here to report... The West Mountain is on fire."
"what?"
Nangong asked Huo to stand up, but after a few days of fatigue, he didn't get enough rest, and he fell back to the bed with a dizziness and a splitting headache.
"Come on!"
Si Jiu got up from the ground, pushed open the hall door and walked in.
The other servants lit the lamps in the bedroom, and Sijiu helped Nangong Rang up: "Your Majesty, take care of your dragon body."
"Hurry and help me out and have a look."
"Yes."
The inner servant picked up Nangong Rang's shirt and handed it to Sijiu, who followed behind Nangong Rang and put the clothes on him.
The night guards were still kowtowing in the hall and kept repeating: "Your Majesty spare your life, Your Majesty spare your life."
Si Jiu shouted: "Don't dodge quickly!"
The soldiers rolled to the side as if they had been granted amnesty. Nangong let Meteor strode to the entrance of the temple, and saw the half of the sky in the direction of the west mountain, which was reddened by the fire.
"Your Majesty!" Four-nine eyes quickly supported the person.
Nangong Rang took a few breaths to slow down, grabbed the door frame and stood up straight, his face extremely ugly.
He stared blankly at the fiery red in the distance, and his memory returned to the same time on the 13th day of the September 13th in the previous Qing Dynasty and five years.
He and Lu Quan risked their lives to enter the palace late at night. They wanted to persuade His Majesty to get lost and regain Chaogang, but he didn't want Emperor Shang to be so hopeless that he would draw his sword and slash them.
Lu Quan drew his sword to block, and the two accidentally knocked over the longevity lamp that contained several kilograms of lamp oil during the fight.
The lamp oil stained the wide sleeves of Emperor Shang's robe, and with a scream, Emperor Shang's body ignited a fire.
In the hall, Emperor Shang's mourning sounded louder, and he and Lu Quan were extremely frightened. After escaping from the hall, they simply blocked the door and locked Emperor Shang inside.
Until the shrill screams and curses gradually weakened and stopped. In order to make things more realistic, Lu Quan captured the once-loved Concubine Wan...
The lamp oil was poured by Lu Quan, and the fire was ordered by Nangong.
He still remembered that Concubine Wan was covered in lamp oil, kneeling beside the charred body of Emperor Shang, crying with rain, "I beg the two ministers to let me go, this palace was diagnosed by the imperial doctor a few days ago. Pregnant...
Concubine Wan lay down at the feet of Nangong Rang, who was holding him, and pulled at the hem of his official uniform: "Lord Nangong, please leave a trace of your Majesty's blood. If it is the prince, I am willing to make an imperial edict that Zen is located in the two Qing families..."
However, Lu Quan said fiercely: "Second brother, if you don't kill her, you and I will die!"
After that, Nangong Rang and Lu Quan summed up and decided that Nangong Rang, who was a civil servant, would be enthroned as emperor, and Lu Quan would lead the army and horses in the world.
The reason why Emperor Shang did not take the throne until 49 days after his death was because Nangong Rang and Lu Quan used this time to find out all the insiders and silenced them one by one.
Including all the patrolling soldiers that night, the palace servants of Emperor Shang and Concubine Wan, most of the imperial doctors in the imperial hospital, and even the imperial kitchen in charge of the imperial kitchen that night...
After that, Nangong Rang used a trick to induce the officials to write some words in their favor.
Lu Quan dispatched his own soldiers to disguise themselves as ordinary people to incite public opinion, including the bandit rebellion after he ascended the throne, and Nangong's "appeasement" by Nangong, which was all controlled by him and Lu Quan.
Only Nangong Rang and Lu Quan knew about this history.
Nangong Rang's body shook and his face paled: "Quick, order five thousand elite soldiers to put out the fire on the mountain..."
"Here!"
Nangong Jingnu was awakened by a loud noise, and heard soldiers outside shouting: "Go away! Your Majesty has an order, quickly assemble to put out the fire!"
Nangong Jingnu suddenly bounced off the bed, grabbed the palace dress with her shoes and draped it over her body, pushed open the palace door and ran out.
Chuntao and Qiuju ran over: "Your Highness!"
"The water is gone? Where is the water going?"
"The slaves don't know either, I seem to have heard that it's the west side..."
West? Qi Yan's bedroom is in Xiyuan!
Nangong Jingnu ran out, and the petite figure quickly disappeared from the crowd...
Qi Yan couldn't see at night, and couldn't even escape!
You are okay!
Nangong Jingnu ran to Xiyuan in one breath. Seeing that the dormitory was safe and sound, she breathed a long sigh of relief. She almost fell because of the violent calf twitching she ran.
The thin sweat on her body was blown by the cold wind, causing her to shiver.
She staggered towards Qi Yan's bedroom and knocked on the door: "Qi Yan? Are you asleep?"
Qi Yan was standing by the window with her clothes on, and her heart sank when she heard Nangong Jingnu's voice. At this moment, the person she didn't want to face was her...
"Your Highness?"
"It's Ben Gong, can I come in?"
"Your Highness, please."
Nangong Jingnu pushed open the hall door, and saw Qi Yan standing in front of the west window in her clothes, the window was open.
Chuntao and Qiu Ju also followed out of breath: "Your Highness, wait for your servant!"
Nangong Jingnv saw Qi Yan Wuyi's heart was settled, she pulled the palace dress hanging on her shoulders and walked over: "What are you doing standing by the window?"
After he finished speaking, he closed the window for Qi Yan, and said angrily, "The cold wind is still blowing when the body is empty."
"I just suddenly heard the shouts from outside, groped to the window, and wanted to ask someone to ask about the situation..."
Chun Tao and Qiu Ju walked into the hall and lit the candles on the table. Qi Yan "restored" her vision and forced herself to look directly at Nangong Jingnu.
Seeing that there was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead and her hair was messy, she raised her sleeves and wiped the sweat from her forehead, and brushed the broken hair stuck to her forehead.
"Why is Your Highness here?"
"Bengong heard that there is water in the west, I'm afraid of you..." Nangong Jingnu pursed her lips and did not continue.
Qi Yan stared straight at Nangong Jingnu's black and white eyes, the concern inside was so real.
"Your Highness..." Qi Yan took a step forward and embraced Nangong Jingnu in her arms.
Nangong Jingnu's body froze, and when she heard the breathing in her ears lost its rhythm, she raised her hand and hugged Qi Yan back, patted Qi Yan's back lightly, and said softly, "Don't be afraid, this is not this one in Ben Gong. Are you here?"
Chuntao and Qiuju looked at each other and both backed out.
Hearing the sound of the door closing, Nangong Jingnu's face turned a little red: "Don't be afraid."
Who knew that Qi Yan not only did not let go, but instead hugged tighter and tighter.
She clearly understands that she should maintain normal at this time, but she really can't face the people who are designed by her step by step, and care about her regardless of her safety.
Before her expression collapsed, Qi Yan took the lead in embracing Nangong Jingnu.
He bent down and buried his face in the hair between Nangong Jing's neck.
To prevent the other party from seeing the clues, and to avoid the prying eyes of Chun Tao and Qiu Ju.
Nangong Jingnu's nose was pointed on Qi Yan's shoulder, and there was a very faint grassy fragrance lingering in her nose. She couldn't help but chuckle: I didn't expect men to have body fragrance...
Qi Yan embraced Nangong Jingnu, coveting the comfort and peace of mind that the other party brought her, but at the same time a new calculation was born in her heart...
"Your Highness."
"Um?"
"Can you stay tonight?"
Nangong Jingnu's breathing stagnated, nervous and at a loss: "Ben Gong... No way, tomorrow... In a while, I have to go to see the royal father."
Qi Yan tightened the arms around Nangong Jingnu's waist, and the delicate curve stuck to Qi Yan's body.
Yang said, "Can I come to this minister when I come back from the father?"
Nangong Jingnuxiu blushed and asked softly, "Are you afraid of the dark..."
"Um."
"Then, let Ben Gong consider it."
Qi Yan let go of her arms and looked at Nangong Jingnu softly: "Hurry up, Your Highness, I'll be waiting for you."
"This palace hasn't agreed yet!"
…
Chun Tao and Qiu Ju, who were guarding outside the hall, saw Nangong Jingnu come out and sighed in relief.
Tomorrow is the big day to worship ancestors. If His Majesty knows that the concubine and the princess had been in the same room the night before, they will definitely be punished...
"Go back to change clothes, Ben Gong is going to see the emperor."
"Here."
When Nangong Jingnu appeared in the main hall, all the members of the royal family arrived.
Nangong sat on a high position with a gloomy face, and knelt down in the hall. Qianniuwei ran in from time to time to report on the situation of Xishan.
"Father."
When Nangong Rang saw his beloved daughter, his expression loosened, showing a little old-fashioned expression: "My son is here? Come to the royal father."
"Yes."
Among the group of kneeling people, Nangong Jingnu's figure stood out from the crowd.
She stopped under the royal steps: "Father."
Nangong Rang beckoned, "Come here."
"Yes." Nangong Jingnu went up the imperial steps, and Nangong Rang took her daughter's hand with a complicated look...
Not long after he and Lu Quan finished doing that, Nangong Jingnu was born, but the Yuan Empress Ma left him.
Nangong Rang always felt that Ma's death was God's retribution for him. He personally burned the pregnant Concubine Wan, and God took away his favorite woman as punishment.
Nangong Rang let out a long sigh and patted Nangong Jingnu's arm: "My son, go back to rest."
"Father, my son wants to accompany you."
"Listen to the royal father's words, you can't help you by staying here. You all, go too... Let me be quiet for a while."
"… Yes."
After leaving the hall, the two elder princes, Nangong Wang and Nangong Zhen, walked towards the sentry tower in tacit understanding and asked about the firefighting situation.
Nangong Jingnu thought for a while and walked towards Xiyuan.
Chuntao followed behind Nangong Jingnv step by step: "Your Highness, the bedroom is here!"
"This palace knows."
"Your Highness!"
Qiu Ju helplessly grabbed Chun Tao's sleeve and shook her head.
Chuntao said eagerly: "Aren't you persuading? If your Majesty finds out, he will punish us!"
Qiu Ju said in a low voice, "There are so many people here, do you think your life is too long?"
Chuntao stopped, and the three master and servant walked towards Xiyuan.
Walking to a secluded place, Chuntao couldn't help but dodge over to Nangong Jingnu and knelt on the ground: "Your Highness, please stay."
"What are you doing?"
Qiu Ju also knelt in front of Nangong Jingnu: "Your Highness, this servant thinks what Chuntao said makes sense, and it's not appropriate to go to Xiyuan tonight."
Nangong Jingnu frowned: "Bengong has promised Qi Yan."
Qiu Ju persuaded: "Please think twice, Your Highness, Your Majesty has ordered to fast for five days, and tomorrow will go up the mountain to worship the ancestors..."
Chuntao said, "During the fasting period, husband and wife cannot have the same room. The concubine really shouldn't make this request to His Highness at this time!"
Nangong Jing's brows slightly frowned, and she said softly, "What nonsense? Qi Yan is from the folk, how can you know so many palace rules?"
Chuntao bit the bullet and continued: "Even in the civil society, husband and wife are prohibited from sharing the same room during the period of filial piety. The concubine will not fail to understand this truth."
Qiu Ju shouted worriedly, "Chuntao...!"
…
Qi Yan sat on the bed, her eyes closed slightly, and her right fingers tapped her knees rhythmically.
Tonight, whether Nangong Jingnu comes to her or not, Chuntao and Qiuju will be separated.
Rationally, she very much hoped that Nangong Jingnu would come back. In this case, the two of them would not be able to keep it...
However, another voice in my heart clamored for Nangong Jingnu not to come back.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps outside the hall.
Qi Yan grabbed the cloth on her knees suddenly, and then slowly released it.
"Slave Qiuju, has the concubine gone to bed?"
"Not yet, sorry Qiyan can't stand up to meet her, is there anything wrong with Qiu Ju sister?"
"The concubine doesn't have to get up, and pass the word of His Highness: Tomorrow is the sacrificial ceremony, please have a good rest."
"Understood, please thank Sister Qiu Ju for me, Your Highness."
"The slaves retire."
When the footsteps could not be heard at all, Qi Yan lay back on the bed.
It's okay not to come.
… Very good.
The fire of the ancestral tomb in Xishan burned for a whole night. Yongzhou was located in the south, and the snow on the mountain had already melted.
Coupled with the successive bright days, the standing water in the withered grass and broken branches has already dried up. The deceased lurked secretly to the front mountain of the ancestral tomb, and lifted a handful of burning branches.