I am not Song Qinzong

After a random bombing, everyone in the Duke of Jing's mansion was terrified.

More than a dozen men in black guarded Wei Yong and walked out, but no one dared to stop him.

The gunpowder is really too powerful, completely beyond the cognition of these people for the first time.

In the Hall of Sanqing, Kong Gui let out a long breath and said, "God bless, Wei Xima was successfully rescued."

Although Niu Gao didn't talk to him, there was a hint of joy on his face.

Not only him, Wang Jin and others who were ambushing outside were all beaming with joy.

Of course, from head to toe in night clothes, there is no expression.

Their task was not to deal with Tong Guan's personal guards, but to intercept the reinforcements from the Imperial Palace and Imperial City Division, as well as the forbidden troops in other places.

Fortunately, the bursts of thunder really scared me to death.

In October, early winter season, occasional thunder is not unacceptable, but this thunder is like setting off firecrackers, more terrifying than summer, who is not afraid?

Therefore, the soldiers of the imperial city nailed it to the palace wall in fear, fearing that a thunderbolt would fall.

After leaving Tong's Mansion, Wang Lun didn't take the main road, but jumped into the drainage channel.

"Here comes the head!" Three men in black greeted them.

"withdraw!"

With an order, a hazy fluorescent light rose.

This is a specially prepared luminous pearl, the light is not intense, it will not disturb the outside, it is more than enough to illuminate the road.

Tong Guan Mansion is only two streets away from the East Palace, not far away.

After a while, Wang Lun led the people out of the drainage ditch, and a few steps later was the palace wall of the East Palace.

The door cannot be left, and the little eunuch sent by the Wang family is watching at all times, unless they kill people to silence them, otherwise they will never hide it.

But what's so hard about opening a hole in the wall?

Doors locked for people to come in and out, holes left open for dogs to crawl through?

nonexistent!

The people in the Bureau of Economics and Economics only care about the purpose, and everything else is just floating clouds!

210 Three Thunders

"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers~ God's wrath has come, and Tong Guan's mansion was struck by lightning!"

"Selling newspapers, selling newspapers~ Tong Guan is in trouble for the government, and the heavens will issue another warning!"

"Brother, here is one."

"Dr. Tea, help me read it."

"You don't need to read it. Master Wang came to the scene in person and drew a picture of the tragedy in the Tong Mansion."

As a result, more people came to grab the newspaper.

The first edition of the entry is a picture composed of ruined walls, flames, and mutilated corpses.

Wang Ximeng's painting skills are quite good, and he completely painted the tragic situation on the scene.

"Tsk tsk~ The thunder that struck most of the night yesterday turned out to be the privy envoy who was struck."

"It's miserable, it's terrible!"

"It's a pity that the boy eunuch was not in the mansion, so he escaped unharmed."

"God's wrath comes, that eunuch will die sooner or later!"

Many people talked about it while reading the newspaper.

Even if those patrolling soldiers passed by, they just pretended not to hear them, and some soldiers even bought newspapers to read.

The wave of Kaifeng Daily's rhythm has brought great success. Millions of people in Kaifeng Prefecture firmly believe in thunder from the sky.

In Yanfu Palace and Chengping Palace, Zhao Ji watched the Kaifeng Daily in silence.

He also stayed up all night last night, not because he didn't want to, but because he didn't dare.

Tong Guan's mansion is too close to the imperial palace, if there is a lightning strike, it will be a major event that will shake the world.

Of course the turmoil caused by the privy envoy's mansion being struck by lightning is not small, but compared to the imperial palace being struck, it is nothing.

Below, there are many officials, each with their own concerns.

Only Lin Lingsu sat on the stool, smiling without saying a word, appearing to be in a very good mood.

After the thunder stopped for a while, all the courtiers, big and small, came into the palace to face the saint.

Of course, no matter how early they came, it was not as early as Lin Lingsu.

As Zhao Ji's most trusted national teacher, Lin Lingsu is forbidden to enter and leave the palace anytime, anywhere, without any taboos.

"Sir." Zhao Ji broke the silence and said, "The wrath of thunder descended from the heavens, can we calm down by killing Tong Guan?"

"Mr. Dao, the last time the city was besieged by floods was the wrath of the heavens, but this thunderstorm in early winter means that the heavens have become increasingly dissatisfied.

Xiaodao knows that Daojun cares about old love, but whether he is the co-lord of the world or pursuing longevity, this mere personal relationship should be let go.

Tong Guan is a great thief of the country, but the officials pay him with soldiers and guards, how can the emperor be happy?

And if you look at the sky in Xiaodao, the blood becomes thicker, and the sky is covered with resentment, if you don't get rid of the child, there will be a catastrophe! "

"Your Majesty." Cai Jing came out and said, "If it was the emperor who sent down the wrath of thunder, why didn't the thunder fall directly on Tong Shumi, but instead fell on the empty mansion?"

As for whether it was thunder bombardment, most of the people present had no doubts.

In fact, Dali Temple, the Ministry of Criminal Affairs, and the Kaifeng Mansion have already organized capable exploration sites, and Yushitai sent people to supervise, and many courtiers also went to see it spontaneously.

At the scene, there were countless potholes, and the mansion of the Duke of Jing, which covers an area of ​​more than [-] mu, was almost razed to the ground.

Many of those who were hacked to death were torn apart, and the intact bodies were also scorched black.

Everything proves that this is the wrath of thunder.

What?gunpowder?