Xianzong paced back and forth in a palace room in the inner palace with his hands behind his back, sighing from time to time.
Zuo You sat aside and watched Xianzong turn around, dizzy, and said, "Uncle Shi, sit down and take a rest."
Xianzong said: "This Jing Mo, I didn't hear that he was going to set fire to Wuminglou before."
Zuo You didn't want to see Jing Mo, but at this time he spoke for Jing Mo: "Uncle Shi, he will clean up the spies of Yongsheng Temple in Fengjing for you, once and for all, this is a good thing."
Xianzong beat his chest and said distressedly: "That's my house in Fengjing." Afterwards, the truth came out, and the common people knew that it was acting.
Zuo You felt that Xianzong was worrying, and said, "Uncle Shi, you forgot that Jing Mo owes the princess a golden mountain."
Xianzong weakly waved at Marshal Zuo and took money from his daughter's pocket, which was no easier than killing Mo Wen.
A loud bang came from outside the door.
"What's the matter?" Xianzong asked loudly.
"Sir," a guard outside the door said, "The left corner tower of the main palace gate has collapsed."
Zuo You coughed lightly. Although this was the imperial palace of Fengtian, he also felt pain for His Majesty Xianzong.
In the Wuming Building, Fu Boyuan stood in front of the earth spirit, his hair was like weeds, and the prison uniform stains and bloodstains on his body were mixed together, and Mr. Fu's whole body exuded a sour smell that had not been cleaned for a long time.
"You actually escaped," Di Ling said as he looked at Fu Bo.
Fu Boyuan said, "The Department of Prudence and Punishment in Fengtian Emperor Palace was burned."
Di Ling nodded, the fire in the imperial palace, he could see clearly from the nameless building.
"Is my family okay now?" Fu Boyuan asked Di Ling, his voice hoarse and a little trembling.
Di Ling tapped the armrest of the chair with his fingers, and said as usual: "Most of the Fu family is fine, but Mrs. Wu, Mrs. Zun, may have lost her life."
At this time, Fu Boyuan could only bite the bullet and act with Di Ling. He swayed for a while, and Mr. Fu's voice suddenly raised an octave: "Sister Wu is dead."
Di Ling threw a copper coin into Fu Boyuan's hand and said, "The chairperson ordered me to bring the Wu family to Fengjing. I wanted you to reunite your husband and wife after your work is done. It's a pity that Yu Ning life people saw the monks in the city. Arrest, hunt down the people of my Yongsheng Temple, so Wu was captured by the officers and soldiers of Fengtian."
Fu Boyuan took the copper coin and asked Di Ling, "What is this?"
"The key to the coffin of sighs," Di Ling replied.
Fu Boyuan looked shocked and angry: "You locked my wife in a coffin of sighs"
Di Ling didn't lift his eyelids, and said, "It was Fengtian who caught Wu and put Wu in the coffin of sighs."
"What?" Fu Boyuan shouted.
"My subordinates tried their best to save people, but they only got the key back," Di Ling said, "I was worried about Wu's accident and ordered someone to return the key, but it's a pity that the Fengtian people forcibly touched the coffin of sigh. Young Master, the fate of forcibly opening the coffin of sighs, you don't need me to tell you, Mrs. Wu is probably dead now."
Fu Boyuan wanted to smash Di Ling's face with the copper coins in his hand.
"I'll give you this key now," Di Ling said as if he was thinking of Fu Boyuan, "I haven't seen Wu's body after all, you can check it yourself."
Fu Boyuan said: "You let me go back"
Di Ling said, "You'd better go back. No matter what method you use, to gain Gui Ning's trust, you should go back to Xuanwu with him as soon as possible."
Fu Boyuan said coldly, "How could Yu Ningsheng still believe me?"
"This is the matter of the eldest son," Di Ling said unhappily but not angry: "The chairman ordered you to control the army of Xuanwu. If you can't do it, the eldest son, you are not only a relative of the Wu family in this world, so you can do it yourself."
"I'm going out of town," Fu Boyuan suddenly shouted.
"Don't ask about Mrs. Wu's life or death." Di Ling frowned when Fu Boyuan shouted, "You are running away now, Master Fu, with all due respect, no one in this world can save you."
Fu Boyuan stood with his head bowed, he wanted to make an angry expression first, and then become lost, but unfortunately he really didn't have such acting skills.
Di Ling didn't look at Fu Boyuan, and asked Fu Boyuan when the topic changed, "Anyone who is imprisoned in the Department of Penalty and Punishment, besides you, escaped?"
Fu Boyuan shook his head, "I don't know, there aren't many prisoners in the Department of Prudential Penalty. When the cell caught fire, no one came to control us. I escaped from the Department of Prudential Penalty. There were many people outside, and there were many dead people on the ground."
"I see," Di Ling glanced at Fu Boyuan's scalded hand, and said, "Remember what the host told you, someone will find you again, you can do it yourself."
At this moment, the guy from Wuminglou stood outside the door and said to Di Ling with a fast voice: "Master, a group of robbers came from the street and rushed into the house to set fire and loot."
Di Ling heard the words, got up and walked to the window, and saw that a large house on the street had been surrounded by fire. Reaching out the window to check the wind direction, Di Ling turned his back to Fu Bo and said, "Go back to the imperial palace in Fengtian, I hope Mrs. Wu is safe."
Fu Boyuan said, "Where are you going?"
Di Ling didn't answer, just waved at Fu Boyuan.
Fu Boyuan stomped his foot, turned around and left the room.
"Go and clean up," Di Ling ordered with the guy outside the door, "Let's get out of here."
The guy wanted to escape for a long time, and when he heard that Di Ling was finally leaving, he hurriedly hurried, and ran downstairs.
Di Ling closed the window facing the street, and pinched his fingers to make calculations, but nothing came out. The frowning Master Earth Spirit thumped the window lattice, it is possible that from now on, he will no longer be able to see the secrets of heaven.
Wuhuan Guoshi flew down from the top of the building and stood on a courtyard wall. Looking at Fu Boyuan, who was huddled in the crowd and staggered towards the imperial palace, Wuhuan Guoshi shook his head and sighed. After listening to Di Ling's nonsense, this Young Master Fu should know what choice he has to make.
Not long after, Di Ling brought people out of the Wuming Building. At this time, the street was full of pedestrians who wanted to escape from the city, and there were also carriages and horses with goods, old and young, and their families. Di Ling and his party wanted to leave as soon as possible. impossible.
"Let's go separately," said the people around Di Lingming, "See you at the ten-mile pavilion outside the city."
Everyone in Wuminglou rushed to the ground and responded with a yes.
Master Earth Spirit only brought two guards, squeezed into the crowd, and walked towards the North City Gate.
The head of the family led someone and ran past Di Ling, and then gave his brothers a wink. The former pirates spread out, two and one, following behind the Wuminglou people who left separately.
Not long after Di Ling walked, he saw a fire in the house beside him. Several rogue-like men carried parcel boxes and cages on their shoulders and came out of the door. Obviously, this trip was very rewarding.
The cry behind him suddenly became louder, and when the earth spirit looked back, he saw that a rogue threw a torch into the nameless building.
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