Chapter 727
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"Come, put out the fire!"
The raging fire brought about crackling sounds, and the burnt ladder kept falling from the sky, melting the entire high platform into the fire. The fire was raging and spreading everywhere, and the whole Weiyang Palace was illuminated in red by the fire. Zhao Bin hurriedly led people to escort Emperor Tian Ze and Empress Cao away. The officials at the banquet also ran for their lives. In the fire, only Xiahou Qing was still sitting leisurely. He took the teacup from Jiusi and sipped it, swallowing the light cough in his throat.
In the blazing flames behind him, he looked like an undefeatable jade mountain.
The eunuchs and guards carried buckets of water to put out the fire. Weiyang Palace was a mess, but it was useless. Xiao Yunyi, who had been guarding the palace gates, came to help when he heard the news. When the ladder turned to ash, the iron pillar in the middle also melted and fell to the ground, crushing half of the glass wall. The injured singers and musicians screamed and fled, rolling on the ground to put out the flames on their bodies. There was a muffled thunder in the sky. Rain poured down. The heavens were merciful and finally put out this terrifying fire. The black stream of water spread out along with the ashes and dregs, engulfing countless pairs of feet.
The guards, eunuchs, and musicians dragged their injured limbs and hid to the side. Countless people were still in a dream. No one would have thought that the fire lit by a crazy old woman would burn half of Weiyang Palace. Even the Taiping Flowers outside the palace walls, which were the previous Emperor's favorite, were burned to ashes. They were no longer auspicious.
What Ms. Zhang had said before she burned herself was like a curse, ringing in everyone's hearts above Weiyang Palace.
Emperor Tian Ze saw this fire with his own eyes. Even though he was the Emperor, he couldn't help but feel cold and his expression was ugly. The first to act was Empress Cao. When the last flame was put out, Empress Cao's chest rose and fell rapidly as she walked quickly into the hall. Cai Bin immediately chased after her with an umbrella.
Empress Cao swept a glance at the palace people who were scattered to treat their injuries. She flung her sleeve and said angrily, "No one is allowed to leave! Zhao Bin, are you blind? Immediately send someone to dig out that lunatic from the ruins. Even if you have to burn her to ashes, you must bring her dregs to me! I absolutely won't allow anyone to play tricks under my nose! "
However, the fire tonight had affected many people. Even the families of the officials who were attending the banquet were injured while trying to escape. Miserable cries could be heard incessantly.
Zhao Bin's heart was in his throat. He immediately led people to rush into the ruins. The result was obvious. Not a single bone was dug up. The burnt ashes had long been washed away by the rain and scattered into every crack of the bricks.
The rain was still pouring down, drenching the injured people like drowned rats. Each and every one of them looked miserable as they covered their wounds and trembled like sieves. The tens of thousands of beautiful palace lanterns had long been lit in the fire and extinguished in the heavy rain. At this moment, the Weiyang Palace was barely illuminated by the dim light emitted by the swaying lanterns. Zhao Bin led people to identify them one by one. In the end, they couldn't do anything.
Seeing that everyone was angry, the officials looked at their injured colleagues, wives, and daughters who were forcefully detained in the palace and couldn't be treated. They all complained. Facing such a huge pressure, Emperor Tian Ze was helpless and could only grit his teeth and let them pass.
When the officials helped their families into the carriages and left, the noisy Weiyang Palace gradually returned to silence. Only the lowly palace people and musicians were left in the corner, not daring to move. They were waiting for the stewards to inspect them again. Empress Cao walked to the ruins and bent down to look at the burnt iron pillar. She then swept her gaze over the scattered wooden frames and closed her eyes.
She sneered and walked to Xiahou Qing who was still sitting on the red sandalwood chair. She lowered her voice and said: "It's your trick!"
"You bribed the musicians in advance to replace the iron pillar with a hollow one. Then, after instructing the old woman to climb up the high platform, she took advantage of the fire to slide down from the hollow iron pillar and hid in the hidden space under the high platform. Then, when the guards came to put out the fire and everyone was running for their lives, she quietly climbed out from under the high platform. She changed her appearance and blended into the crowd. In the end, she escaped with them. Xiahou Qing, oh Xiahou Qing, your despicable trick! "
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