Yao Yao was fed up with the bullying from the imperial power. When it came to anything related to the royal family, she would shrink her neck and pretend to be cool. She did not dare to speak too clearly and said carefully: "There are many alchemy furnaces made of gold." They are made of silver and copper, and some are made of porcelain. These copper pieces may indeed be alchemy furnaces, but they are too broken. If these things were sent to the saint, it would be said that the alchemy furnace exploded and started the fire. , burned two immortal masters to death, I'm afraid,"
Before she finished speaking, she swallowed back the words "I'm afraid the saint will go crazy."
The saint wanted to seek immortality with all his heart. If he was told that the elixir furnace for refining elixirs exploded and two immortal masters were burned to death, plus those beams that had been tampered with, these words should not be spoken nonsense. , once you say that your life is about to end.
These words are the bone-chilling reality, which heavily impacts the saint’s plump dreams.
This is to tell the saint with licking his face that the path to immortality he wholeheartedly seeks is a wrong path.
Oh my god, this is a level 10 critical hit, enough to destroy a person's faith.
Emperor Yong'an, who had entered menopause and was not very good-tempered, heard such words. He was so angry that he went crazy. He was afraid that he would kill someone.
When the saint was angry, he turned his anger on those who had lifted the fig leaf, and would he simply kill them all, so as not to act as a stumbling block and hinder his path to immortality.
Yao Yao touched his arm that had goosebumps. Sure enough, people who are afraid of death cannot play the tricks of palace fighting and house fighting, and they will easily collapse.
Han Changmu raised his eyebrows slightly. He understood the unfinished meaning of Yao Yao's words. This matter is indeed difficult, but it depends on how the plan is planned. If it is planned properly, it may be possible to make those people who are fighting openly and secretly like black-eyed roosters be upright. If you fight, you can still be a profitable fisherman.
Thinking of this, he felt inexplicably good. A smile appeared on his lips and he said two words lightly: "It doesn't matter."
Yao Yao took a breath and felt that Han Changmu's smile was particularly scary and inappropriate. She opened her mouth. It was obvious that she was worried and lonely.
Han Changmu glanced at Yao Yao with a half-smile, then turned to order several internal guards: "Carefully find all the purple gold and copper pieces."
After giving the instructions, he put his hands behind his back and continued walking inside.
After just two steps, he walked past Lan Tiao and smelled the strange smell of faint incense and smoke mixed together.
He was stunned for a moment, wrinkled the tip of his nose and sniffed lightly, then asked Lan Tiao calmly: "What kind of incense did you use?"
Lan Tiao's face suddenly turned red. She lowered her head shyly and murmured, "My maid, you are smelling orchid."
Han Changmu sniffed again and said doubtfully: "Lanxiang, how can orchidxiang smell like gunpowder smoke?" He pointed to the door with an indifferent expression: "Get out."
Lan Tiao was stunned and looked at Han Changmu with a red face. She never expected that he would say such a sentence, and she was at a loss for a moment.
She had been following Qin King Xie Huiming for a long time, and she had always done the job of serving people, but this time it seemed that the job was not easy to do.
Yao Yao hurried forward and said with a smile: "Miss Lantiao doesn't know the rules of adults. Incense will affect your judgment, so when you are doing errands, you are not allowed to incense yourself."
Lan Tiao suddenly realized that she didn't care what kind of land was under her feet. She knelt down in the rubble with a "pop" sound, kowtowed and said, "It was my fault that I was negligent. I feel guilty, so I will go and change my clothes." ."
When she raised her head and stood up, she stumbled obviously.
Yao Yao saw a bloody mark on her forehead. Her legs were covered by a dress. She couldn't tell whether her knees were injured, but there were some scattered rubble hanging on her dress. It seemed that her knees were not much better. go.
She looked at Lan Tiao's back and sighed twice.
Han Changmu sneered: "I didn't expect that Yao Canjun would still be sympathetic to her."
Yao Yao snorted and rolled his eyes secretly.
Although a whole night had passed, the smell of smoke lingering in the ruins was still lingering, and the strong and choking smell showed no sign of dissipating.
Han Changmu pursed his lips: "Can Yao Canjun smell something else in this smoke?"
Yao Yao wrinkled the tip of his nose. He couldn't smell the smell on it. The nose on his face was basically just a decoration. He couldn't help but chuckled: "This is the alchemy room. The smell of saltpeter and sulfur is normal." ah."
Han Changmu squinted his eyes: "The smell of saltpeter and sulfur is normal, but don't you think the smell is a bit too strong?" He raised his hand to fan himself: "The smell is so strong and the weight is so heavy, it can even be fried. The mountain has opened its way.”
Yao Yao hesitated for a moment before nodding: "That's right, which Taoist priest can make the posture of a barrel of explosives in alchemy." She suddenly smiled again: "Maybe this immortal master thinks that he has a high level of cultivation. , I feel that not only will it not die if I explode it twice, it will also improve my cultivation."
Han Changmu chuckled. He was used to hearing Yao Yao talk about business in such a joking tone. If he couldn't listen to him for a day, he would feel that the atmosphere was serious and too serious.
He smiled, suppressed his smile, called an inner guard, and ordered: "Go and call the inner guard outside."
The inner guard responded with a yes, and not long after, there was a rustling of footsteps, and a group of low-browed and obedient little chamberlains walked in at a tight pace.
These people were assigned by Emperor Yong'an. Following Han Changmu's arrangements, they would naturally report to Emperor Yong'an everything Han Changmu had done in the past few days.
Han Changmu tilted his head, looked at the group of people carefully, and then said quietly: "Screen the ground carefully and pick out igniting materials such as saltpeter, sulfur, and charcoal."
The young chamberlains all claimed yes, their voices were thin and very cautious.
Han Changmu glanced at these people again and walked towards Qingxu Hall with his hands on his back.
The young chamberlains looked for the guy who took advantage of them one after another. They didn't care about describing whether their behavior was in compliance with the rules. They all lifted up the hem of their robes, sat on the ground, and rummaged carefully in the pit.
After passing the most tragically collapsed alchemy room, the Qingxu Hall was pitch black.
Han Changmu held up a lantern to illuminate the surroundings. The damage in the palace was indeed very serious, but it was not blown up like the alchemy room, but caused by fire. Most of the items fell to the ground, and all the four walls were burned as black as ink. Three walls were crooked, and the one next to the alchemy room had completely collapsed.
The main hall, which was once decorated with carved beams and painted pillars and was exceptionally gorgeous, has completely changed its appearance.
The tall beams hit the ground, but fortunately the vermilion pillars were still crookedly supporting the dome, otherwise most of the roof would have fallen, and even if Daluo Jinxian was alive, there would be no guarantee that Emperor Yong'an could escape safely.
Han Changmu held up the lamp and slowly illuminated the surrounding area. He pointed to the side hall and said to Yao Yao: "I will search the inner rooms of the two Taoist priests. You can search the main hall."
Yao Yao nodded solemnly.
When he saw the main hall, Yao Yao felt a sudden change in his heart.
Houses in this dynasty were basically made of brick and wood structures. They were most afraid of excessive fire, and the facilities and methods for extinguishing fires were extremely crude. Once a fire broke out, most of the houses would be destroyed and everyone would die.
Moreover, the testing methods of this dynasty were crude. Without the help of the modern high-tech methods in her previous life, it would be difficult to find any traces of physical evidence in places that went too far.
She looked at the scorched marks all over the ground and couldn't help but sigh slowly. She lit several lamps and placed them everywhere.
Han Changmu walked into the side hall with a lantern. The side hall was naturally affected, but the damage was not serious. The fire only burned to the door and was extinguished by the imperial guards who arrived in time.
He carried a lantern and walked inside, only to see that the door of the side hall was burned more fiercely. Two doors were burned and fell to the ground. However, the depths of the side hall were still intact. The gold bricks on the ground were covered with fine cracks, and several sides were white. The wall was blackened by smoke, and a few lonely scrolls hung diagonally on the wall. The paintings below had been burned to ashes.
Only the picture of Lao Tzu's exit hanging on the north wall was relatively complete. Only one corner was burned by the flames, leaving a jagged hole and a blackened edge.
A side hall is divided into two inner rooms, one is slightly larger and the other is slightly smaller. The base of the 20-fold screen used to divide the two inner rooms was burned and half of it collapsed. Fifty-fold of the 80-fold screen fell to the ground. The remaining three folds are also shaky.
The tapestry screen was mottled with burns, and black and yellow scorch marks covered the snow-white tapestry, making it almost impossible to distinguish its original appearance.
Han Changmu stepped forward and could tell from the remaining words on the screen that the screen was written on the Tao Te Ching, but he couldn't tell whether it was a paragraph or the entire book.
He walked slowly around the two inner rooms.
The fire in the side hall should have been burning close to the ground and walls. The objects next to the ground all showed signs of being burned, some were burnt to black, tables and chairs were tilted, and things on the desk fell to the ground with a crash. It was also burned into a black pile.
Han Changmu walked a few steps in the side hall. The decorations in the hall were all ordinary. Even though it had been burned by fire, it looked miserable and miserable, but under the traces of fire, there was not much extravagance in the hall. Everything was simple and elegant, in line with The two Taoist priests are worldly experts and have the status of immortal Taoist bones.
But when he looked around, he just felt a little weird. This weird feeling was extremely inexplicable, mixed with a little fright.
He frowned slightly and tapped twice on the tilted desk.
While he was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a very slight rustling sound and turned his head to see Lan Tiao, who was wearing a light green dress and her hair was wet and pulled up.
He narrowed his eyes slightly and said nothing.
Lan Tiao didn't seem to expect that Han Changmu would suddenly turn around. There was a hint of panic in his expression. The hand hanging by his side moved slightly, and he forced himself to calmly smile: "Okay, what a coincidence, sir, you are here too." ."
With that said, she stepped across the burned-to-ash threshold.
Han Changmu took a deep look at Lan Tiao. He neither refused her to come in nor agreed to her coming in. As if he had not seen this person at all, he lit a few lamps and placed them on the window edge.
