Be Modest, My Master of Imperial Guards

Ren Yi returned to Yongning Palace and rushed to Nuange to return to Wan Yuyao.

"Hui Niangniang, things are done."

Wan Yuyao was half-lying on the bed, her brand-new robes opened wide, and a pair of cloud peaks towered under her vermilion pocket.

"how is it?"

The seductive woman leaned slightly, her sinister eyes locked tightly.

"Don't worry, Empress, Mother Tong was a slave who tied stones to her feet and sank into the Koi Lake."

"Well, what about Chu Xiugong?" The woman raised her eyebrows coldly.

The servant nodded and smiled:

"Sufficient food was added before the dinner was delivered, enough for them to sleep for two days, and the silver hairpin could not be tested at all. When they opened their eyes, the two could only chat with the Lord Yan in the Yin Cao Difu."

"Hahahaha..."

Wan Yuyao laughed wildly on her back, and then reduced her expression:

"You did a good job on this errand, and I will reward you tomorrow. Let's go down first, my palace is running out."

"Thank you Niang Niang, the minion resigned."

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Leng Qingtang and Gu Yunxi were discussing matters in the room when Cheng Wanli brought people into the hospital.

"Supervisor, a letter from Nanjiang!"

This was the first sentence Lao Cheng said when he entered the room, his wide-open eyes were dyed with endless joy.

Gu Yunxi slowly got up from the chair, his eyes startled.

"Where is the letter?" Leng Qingtang raised an eyebrow, feeling excited.

"Return to the governor, it's on the subordinates. The colleagues in the transfer station on the road confessed that the secret letter must be personally handed over to the governor."

Fan Wei drew a thick letter from his chest and presented it to Gu Yunxi with both hands.

Leng Qingtang looked at Fanwei and saw that he was dark complexion and described as thin, all over the dust, knowing how hard it is to send letters to the capital, so he felt compassionate:

"Thanks for your hard work. Go back and rest for a few days. Wanli, take some more coils for him later."

Fan Wei clasped his fists to thank him, and then retreated first.

Leng Qingtang took out the letter and shook it, signaling Qian Hu and Gu Yunxi to come closer, and the three of them gathered around the lamp.

The letter was written by Sun Min, the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi. He gave a detailed account of the information he had obtained during his unannounced visit to southern Xinjiang since January.

According to the investigation, Wanli's private soldiers hidden in Guangxi totaled more than 80,000 in Donglan, Nadi, and Nandan. The person leading them is the local Dong ethnic group. Like Ting_涞...涞...湯欤　蚨诘巴赜 directly pregnant with 莆　 boil thin br/>

This confidential letter is very important!

With it, the East Factory can effectively grasp the strength of this armed force and formulate a series of effective combat plans in the future.

In the candlelight, the pupils of the three people shone brightly, and Gu Yunxi cried with joy.

God King Wanzong was the murderer who killed her biological father Zheng Ran and slaughtered her. Many years later, his daughter Wan Yuyao murdered the concubine again in the court, causing an unjust case in the harem.

With the existing letters in hand, Dongchang can finally fight back!

Leng Qingtang looked at Gu Yunxi deeply, his calm voice trembling:

"Girl, this top-secret letter came just in time!"

Gu Yunxi nodded vigorously, smiled and shed tears, and clenched his small hands into fists.

"With it, we can give Wanshi a tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye!"

The footsteps stopped abruptly under the corridor, and a little cautious sound came into the room:

"Supervisor, Master, the informant reported the imperial palace to be out of water‐‐"

The night was dim, and the palace was completely dark.

At the end of the Haishi period, there were bursts of black smoke billowing from Chuxiu Palace, and then the skyrocketing fire light was visible.

Countless flames went straight into the sky like a swallowing snake, illuminating most of the sky in an instant.

Countless night owls hovered and flapped their wings under the smoky sky, crying miserably and frightened.

Leng Qingtang led the crowd into the palace without much resistance.

The fire in Chuxiu Palace was fierce, and most of the imperial troops at the gate of Shenwu Gate were transferred to carry the ash water truck. Who cares about the people who take care of the east factory?

Gu Yunxi was stunned when he arrived at the fire scene, and in his pupils suddenly condensed, there was only Chu Xiu Palace surrounded by fierce flames.

Dozens of water trucks drove along the palace road, and there were more than a dozen carts on the opposite side to transport raw ash and sand.

"Niang...Aunt Jinzhu, they are still inside!" Gu Yunxi shouted.

"Quickly fight the fire‐‐"

Leng Qingtang gave an order, and the guards acted immediately, carrying buckets, fetching water, and countless palace officials taking turns to throw on the fire.

The tongue of fire was too strong, and there was no momentum to be suppressed at all. In the glow of Lielie, people running around in disorder are like weak and humble ants.

With a "boom", Liuli Gao Ridge collapsed.

The chaotic people fell silent, watching the ruined walls in the blazing waves, one by one, there was no motivation to fight.

"Niangniang, Niangniang are still in there! Don't stop, go and save people—"

Gu Yunxi cried so heartbreakingly. She yelled and grabbed the bucket from an attendant, scooped half a bucket of water into the waterwheel, and staggered towards the fire.

Leng Qingtang saw, pushed up a cart of sand by himself, and drank:

"Go on, save people‐‐"

He knew at this moment that the people in the palace could not be saved.

The current efforts are all in vain, but they are just trying to make up for it, and try their best to make this huge fire no longer hurt other palaces.

At the time of the incident, the gate of Chuxiu Palace’s Outer Court was still bolted with a brass lock. At this time, people were not allowed to approach the fire, let alone break into the house, and could only work around the outside of the fire.

Gu Yunxi threw two buckets of water at the high flames of a few people, and when he went to the waterwheel, the water tank was empty.

She threw the bucket in grief and angrily, sparkling water and looking towards the sea of ​​fire.

At this moment, the raging flames filled her eyes, and the hot temperature hurt her eyes.

The girl's eyes suddenly appeared sharp, she pressed her lips tightly and rushed into the fire, her hind legs were waiting to be lifted and entered the palace, suddenly a white shadow blocked her eyes.

She ran into him without looking back.

The man's Yinmei voice was too high-pitched, and he seemed to tear his throat when he shouted:

"Idiot, you don't want to die ‐‐"

Then he grabbed her shoulders and pushed back.

"Let go, let me go, Minglan, let me go!"

Gu Yunxi cried and protested until his back touched the rough tree trunk dozens of meters away.

"Let go of me, Concubine Xu is still inside, I'm going to save her ‐‐"

The girl beat Minglan desperately, crying so badly.

Minglan pressed her tightly, her peach blossom eyes stretched high, the blue veins on her forehead and temple violently, her expression was angry and anxious:

"You are crazy, the fire is too big, now it's too late!"

Gu Yunxi glared at Minglan, crying and cursing:

"Go away, I don't need you to be kind! It's you and you! You are the one who committed the evil hand to the empress‐‐"

A cold wind swept towards her suddenly, and after the crisp sound, Gu Yunxi was dizzy, and half of his cheek was aching.

She calmed down completely, tears filled her eyes, and she raised her eyes to look at Minglan.

His hideous and terrifying features faded to normal in the silence, his pupils dimmed suddenly, and he locked deeply on the sad but stubborn girl, and his voice was as light as a cloud:

"Gu Yunxi, the Governor does not want you to die, the Governor wants you to live well."

Gu Yunxi's eyebrows moved, and he was stunned. He watched Ming Lan quietly turn around. The white back was reflected in the red light, and he let out a long sigh, following his slow pace, and he felt sad:

"...It's not that you don't report, the time has not come..."

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Zhanxing upstairs, the national teacher Yu Xuanji leaned on the top floor, holding the marble fence.

Squinting at the red sky beyond the sky, the dazzling redness made him think of the night when his house was destroyed.

At that time, Yu Xuanji was not there, but from the description of Leng Qingtang at that time, he could imagine that the fire that night was full of bright red, it is so tragic and beautiful...

The dark clouds in the sky gathered, lightning and thunder continued, as if millions of troops were hiding in the clouds and fighting fiercely.

The pupils flicked away, Yu Xuanji's two gazes were fierce and fierce, looking up at the flickering clouds under the thunder and lightning.

The red sleeves of the fairy robes were rolled up like lotus petals in full bloom.

"Xuyue, take the soul charm charm."

The boy was taken aback, not daring to ask more, hurriedly ran into the room and fetched a golden triangle paper talisman.

Yu Xuanji's **** clamped, his thin lips moved and thought, and then he threw a paper talisman into the air.

The three-piece shape of golden light drew a perfect curve in the sky, and under the guidance of Yu Xuanji's gesture, it unfolded into a long strip shape, unable to hover.

Just listen to a shout from Yu Xuanji below:

"sleepy!"

The long paper talisman was rolled on its own, seeming to have something tightly wrapped, the bright yellow paper suddenly appeared red, and then a row of red runes appeared.

Yu Xuanji spread out his five fingers, meditating silently in his mouth, watching the curly talisman floating in the wind and being gently held in his hand.

The boy tacitly sent the mutton fat jade net bottle, and the charm fell into the bottle. The boy pressed the cork and placed it on his hand, and bowed and asked Xiang Yuxuanji:

"Dare to ask Immortal Chang, what should I do with this thing?"

The light in Yu Xuanji's eyes was shining, and after thinking about it, he said sadly:

"Send it to the Four Elephants House. She is too hostile if she is wronged and can almost change the celestial phenomenon. First, she will transform the evil spirits, and then talk about it later."

"Yes."

Dao Tong accepted it lightly and turned and went downstairs.