Zhang Du was kneeling there, his face flushed.
Yang Xianrong looked at him and continued: "These princes are ready to make a move, what should we do? Have you ever thought about it? We are grasshoppers on a rope now, and no one can live without the other."
"Just follow orders." Zhang Du actually said such words, which made Yang Xianrong throw the tea cup away.
"Who do you think will stop killing us if he comes to power?"
"..." Zhang Du was speechless.
Yang Xianrong threw another teacup, and the hot tea flowed all over the floor. The broken teacup was spinning on the ground, which looked a little scary. "I just remind you today, don't just look at the current situation and think that without Jia Nanfeng, there will be no danger. In fact, a greater crisis lies behind. In addition, don't think that I have a good relationship with Sima Ying, Yuan Jianshuo and the others. Thinking that everything is peaceful. If one day, no matter who falls out, we will be dead! Please cheer up!"
"...Yes." These people knelt on the ground and kowtowed, looking panicked.
"From now on, I will not go out. There are too many informants. But you should open your ears and listen for me!"
Having said that, how could Zhang Du not understand that he knew better that the current situation in the court was just a matter of survival, and the days to come would only be more difficult.
On the day of the Lantern Festival, the palace was still decorated with lanterns and colorful decorations, lively and chaotic.
Emperor Sima Zhong began to favor Zhao Meiren and Lian Meiren again, and happily played hide and seek with them all day long. Although his legs were still limping, it did not affect playing with the beauties.
Zhang Du quietly changed Sima Zhong's food list, added a lot of light food, and banned all those desserts and ice drinks from being brought into Zhengyang Palace. Although Zhao Meiren and Lian Meiren did their best to make the emperor happy, they never dared to be too showy. After all, that beauty Liu already has half her life left. It depends on how many days she can survive.
No one knew about Yang Xianrong losing his temper in the Tianyuan Palace, but many people did find that Sima Lun, who used to come to the palace to ask for jade seals from Sima Zhong, came less often, and many decrees were directly stamped with his seal. After sending it out, he also looked down on the emperor less and less, and began to alienate Sun Xiu, Sun Qi and others. Therefore, Yang Xianrong is right to worry.
Lan Xiang even quietly asked Yang Xianrong if he wanted to write a letter to his father, Yang Xuanzhi, and the others? But Yang Xianrong shook his head and rejected this idea. So far, if nothing happens, it means nothing. If something happens, it will be useless for them to rush over, and they may even lose their lives in vain. It is better to settle down in a corner now, which may be used as a backing for the future.
The servants and servants around him became angry. They saw everything in their eyes and remembered it in their hearts. They turned around and told Yang Xianrong.
Although the situation became extremely delicate and unpredictable, Yang Xianrong still followed the established plan and sent Cuixi back to the Yang Mansion to be sent to Sima Ying's palace as Huizhu's natal family. She still complained that she was not feeling well and closed the door of Tianyuan Palace, but no one could be seen. Because Sima Zhong came once and brought a lot of gold, silver, jewelry and other gifts to her, and also stayed here for one night to show his favor.
Huizhu went out as a concubine and kept everything simple. Even the wedding dress was purchased from a ready-made clothing store, and it was not true red, but brick red. Having a hairpin-headed phoenix on his head can be regarded as an upgrade to his status.
The required rituals must still be fulfilled.
Yang Xiankang was sitting in the main seat as the head of the family. After Huizhu knelt down and bowed to him three times, she slowly stood up, supported by Cui Xi, and planned to get on the sedan chair. Because it's a concubine's room, it's just a small sedan for two people. But if you look carefully, the people carrying the sedan are actually He Jiunian and Yuan Jianshuo.
The two men covered most of their faces with felt hats, making it difficult to see their faces.
However, at this moment, someone suddenly shouted: "It's on fire!"
Following the sound, we can see the courtyard where Yang Xianrong's boudoir is located. The fire started in Yang Xianrong's small study room, which contains many rare and unique bamboo slips. Yang Xiankang was so shocked that he didn't care much. He picked up his robe and ran to the backyard. "Hurry up and put out the fire, Third Sister's books and classics are all inside!"
Liu Yao was originally guarding the sedan chair, but when he heard what Yang Xiankang said, he had to run over. Cuixi naturally knew the significance of this small study to Yang Xianrong, so she let go of Huizhu's arm and hurriedly ran to the backyard. When Huizhu heard about this, she picked up her wedding dress and ran away without hesitation...
The scene was chaotic.
Most of the Yang family's servants followed Yang Xuanzhi back to Tai'an County, leaving only a few old servants here to take care of Yang Xiankang's daily life. These people are quite old and move slowly. Even finding a bucket is difficult.
Cuixi originally kept an eye on Huizhu, but then she didn't care anymore and hurriedly ran to the utility room to look for a bucket. Fortunately, Huizhu followed her and also looked for a bucket and a wooden basin in the utility room.
The Yang family is also considered a high-ranking official. Most of the houses are high-end tile-roofed houses, mainly made of masonry. Logically speaking, they are not easy to catch fire. Yang Xiankang rushed over and saw that even the window lattice was on fire, and the bamboo slips and books inside were also burning.
Hanging in the study is a portrait of Yang Xianrong wearing a red wedding dress, which was painted by Yang Xuanzhi himself. The Yang Xianrong on it is delicate and dignified, and the golden phoenix wedding dress is especially luxurious... It is also burning now. .
"Where's the water?" he yelled.
Now even the two "carriage bearers" ran over and looked at each other in shock when they saw this situation.
"No water!" Yuan Jianshuo, one of the bearers, shouted, "Cover it with soil. Those bamboo slips and books will still be broken after they encounter water!"
"Tu!" Yang Xiankang turned around in a big circle anxiously.
Yang Xuanzhi hated planting flowers and grass in the yard, so he used bluestone slabs to pave the yard. Yang Xianrong didn't live here for long, and he didn't think about planting any flowers. Now, the yard is bare, without even a speck of soil.
These people had no choice but to run out of Yang Mansion in a hurry, shoveled dirt from the door and rushed back to the small study to put out the fire. This round trip was a bit time-consuming, and the bamboo slips burned even more fiercely.
"Let's use water!" Cui Xi had already run over with a big wooden bucket, "If the whole house burned down, wouldn't the girl be even more anxious?"
Yang Xiankang took the bucket and poured it on without thinking. Behind him, Huizhu and several old servants also came over with buckets. Together with the loess dug earlier, these people finally put out the fire. .
Not long, but confusing enough. Now the ground is full of mud and water, and it looks like a mess.
Yang Xiankang clenched his fists, and a thought came to his mind: Is the third sister the reincarnation of the Fire Phoenix? Now even the portrait in her small study can burn on its own? The door is always closed here, and there is no candle or lamp oil. How could there be a fire?
