Qihuang

Yan Liao slightly covered his mouth and nose, and entered the burning Library Pavilion.

The Zangshu Pavilion is made of wood, and the books inside are all scrolls, so it is flammable in case of fire.

Fortunately, in this kind of freezing twelfth lunar month, Yan Liao ordered the people to slaughter and sell the surplus livestock. Most of the people were busier than usual, busy buying and selling new year's goods, and few people would come to the library read.

The old man guarding the Library Pavilion was terrified. He hugged his head and shrank behind the cabinet, his thin body shaking into a ball.

Yan Liao searched around in the Library Pavilion, but he didn't find anyone. It wasn't until he was about to go out that he found the old man hiding behind the counter.Frowning, Yan Liao picked up the old man and took out a handkerchief to let him cover his mouth and nose.

The flames reached the roof of the pavilion and crackled.

The fire was so fierce that it could spread like this even in heavy snow. It wouldn't be an accident caused by the dryness and spontaneous combustion of dry things, nor would it be an accident caused by lamp oil pouring out.Just now when Yan Liao searched to see if anyone was inside, he also noticed that the trajectory of the flames seemed to be traceable, as if the ground had been sprinkled with oil.

It was deliberately set on fire.

"Wang Supervisor, why is there no one in the attic?" Yan Liao rushed out while grabbing the old man.

The fire was so intense that it was impossible to get out without leaving.

Yan Liao wasted some time, and when he was about to run to the door and window, he was already blocked by collapsed beams and broken logs.

I'm afraid the attic is about to collapse.

The four horizontal beams fell straight down from the hanging beam, Yan Liao had nowhere to dodge, and was about to wave his arms to block, Xu Shaozhuo rushed over from nowhere, split one of the burning logs with his sword, and coughed in disgrace: "My son! This way! The last general has cleared a way out!"

Yan Liao grabbed the old man who was trembling in his hand, and ran out with Xu Shaozhuo.

As soon as he left the attic, another flame exploded inside and rushed straight to the roof. The snow outside the roof couldn't cover the fire, and the billowing black smoke shot straight into the sky, like the smoke of a burning wolf.

Looking at the black smoke, Yan Liao narrowed his eyes slightly.

Some of the soldiers guarding the city gate ran to fetch water in and out of the city to fight the fire, and some rushed to the attic to save the prince, creating a chaotic scene.

Xu Shaozhuo asked: "My lord, there is only Supervisor Wang in the Zangshu Pavilion?"

There were still some common people when he went in to borrow books in the afternoon, and there were still people reading when he returned the books at dusk two days ago, why there were no people so early today?

Yan Liao nodded, and handed Wang Jian, who was shaking like a sieve, to Xu Shaozhuo, and said coldly, "You take care of it yourself."

Xu Shaozhuo was taken aback for a moment.

What the son said was guarding, not taking care of.

Lord Yushi was tall and fat, and he was terrified to encounter such an accident just after he left the city. He rubbed over with the cloak thrown down by Yan Liao, held it to the crown prince with both hands, and said admonishment.

"My lord, you are messing around again, claiming to be sick and hiding in the palace, but in fact you are addicted to strange records! It just so happens that this library is on fire again, what if you are trapped inside, what should I do!"

After finishing speaking, he repeated the cliché that has not changed for thousands of years:

"My son, you are the only son of the current king. You will inherit the throne in the future. You must take good care of your body and skin. Everything should be more important than national affairs. Although Mobei is a small frontier country, it must uphold the law and the law. , the king has ordered that you are not allowed to take half a step out of the king's city, even if you sit outside the city gate, it is still a mistake!"

Yan Liao's ears were callused, but he didn't hide like he used to.Across the busy people in front of him, he stared straight at Wu Hai who was still kneeling on the spot.

Everyone was concerned about the safety of the prince and was busy fighting the fire, but no one took a look at Wu Hai who was kneeling in the wind and snow.

The heavy snow fell, Wu Hai bowed his head and knelt on the ground, his black hair had turned gray.

Yan Liao bypassed the censor who was still talking, walked up to Wu Hai, threw down his fiery red cloak to cover him, and said ruthlessly, "Get out, get out."

The 15-year-old boy was still growing in size. At this time, the cloak covered most of his body and buried most of him.

Wu Hai came out with the cloak in his arms, folded it and put it aside gently, raised his head and said to Yan Liao, "Please give me the antidote."

Wu Hai's pair of phoenix eyes were calm, even though he bowed his head and knelt on the ground, he still looked noble.Obviously saying "please give me the antidote", but the attitude is neither tepid nor salty.Let Yan Liao's breath hang in his chest, and he almost kicked him up and buried him in the snow.

But the father died in Xian'an City, and none of the elites and pigeons he sent came back, but Wu Hai came back.

In order to come back to ask for the unnecessary antidote?Yan Liao sneered.

Yan Liao never poisoned Wu Hai.If he poisoned Wu Hai, let alone do it, I'm afraid he would have to be prepared to bear the consequences as soon as he thought about it.

This is actually even weirder than the stories in some strange tales - Yan Liao couldn't kill Wu Hai.

Don't talk about killing, it's not good to want to move him even if you want to kill him.

Since Yan Liao was seven years old and Wu Hai was five years old, Yan Liao had taken Wu Hai from Gusu, and he had tried countless times.Often the damage will be reflected back to oneself, or it will bring disaster to the fish in the pond; if the game is bigger, even more terrifying things will happen.

Time and time again, Yan Liao accepted the fact that he couldn't hurt Wu Hai.

So how could he poison Wu Hai?He was just scaring the kid with poisoned words.

But now, Wu Hai rushed back to Mobei and only said a few words.

The first sentence is "The king of Mobei died in Xian'an City", and the second sentence is "Please give me the antidote".

Yan Liao didn't want to accept the first sentence Wu Hai brought back, so he immediately asked people to get out.

Now that the Zangshu Pavilion is on fire, Yan Liao has to deal with the expected man-made disaster.

At this time in his previous life, Yan Liao had already rebelled. He was in Runan County, and he was at the mercy of the enemy. He suddenly learned of the fire in Mobei and the invasion of the Nama tribe.At that time, Yan Liao could only send Xu Shaozhuo to lead [-] troops back to the city for emergency treatment.At the end of the battle, Mobei suffered another natural disaster, and the result was that the city was massacred by the Nama tribe.

In this life, Yan Liao knew about natural disasters and man-made disasters. He remembered that the time point was in the seventh year of Anxuan, which is now the 27th year of Anjing. Sudden fire.

Not waiting to put out the fire, but waiting to arrest people.

How could Zangshu Pavilion ignite a raging fire under the wind and snow?This must be a trick of the Nama tribe.Burning the Library Pavilion is probably a trick, and the letter is delivered by setting off smoke.

In this life, Yan Liao was tricked when he was seven years old and was sent to the Nama border alone.In a dangerous situation, he hacked and killed a son of the leader of the Nama clan, and then bloodbathed the border, until Wangcheng came to the rescue, and beat the Nama clan back three cities in a row, not daring to do it again.Unexpectedly, this was the case, they still set fire to Zangshu Pavilion at the same time.

Are you going to raid again?

Yan Liao threw down the word "roll" to Wu Hai, turned around and stepped between Yu Shi and Xu Shaozhuo.

He is now at the most irritable and unbearable time, and he doesn't know any laws or procedures at all. With a wave of his hand, two soldiers hold Wang Jian and kneel in front of him, take the sword from Xu Shaozhuo's hand, and point it at Wang Jian's chest.

Everyone: "..."

This is all dumbfounded, the son didn't even want to rush into the library to save people, now that people are rescued, why do you still point your sword at the supervisor, like a sinner?

Xu Shaozhuo didn't say a word, knowing that the son must have his intentions, so he took his hand and held down the master Yushi who had changed his face and wanted to advise, and urged: "Master Liu, please be safe, don't be impatient, the son must have him!" intention."

Liu Yushi's flesh hurt from being pinched, he rolled his eyes again and again, and didn't say any more.

Yan Liao asked Wang Jian, who was kneeling on the ground: "Who is your master? Do you know when the city will be attacked after setting the fire? This son is impatient now, you'd better explain quickly."

An incomparably handsome face with a deep and sharp outline, the corners of the eyes are raised, the eyes are bright and sharp, and there is an irrepressible aura...

Being poked and watched by the prince like this, Wang Guanjian trembled even more under the sword, his lips trembled, and he didn't dare to look at Yan Liao again. He turned his head and looked to the side, but two lines of tears fell from his cloudy eyes.

Yan Liao was not worried about the siege of the city.All the major events related to Mobei in his previous life were engraved in his mind, and in this life he has been on guard one by one, among which the Nama tribe is one of the knots in his mind.Regarding this possible foreign invasion, Yan Liao had handed over the power to lead troops to General Yan Yu a year ago.

Yan Liao asked Yan Yu to guard Dongyang Pass and secretly train the recruits assigned there to prepare for the battle at any time.The reason why he remained calm was that he wanted to find out who was in collusion with the Nama tribe inside and outside through this incident.

"Why are you crying!" Wang Jian was very old, and his tearful appearance made Yan Liao, who had just learned the news of his father's death, restless.Yan Liao was silent, and then said: "I think you sent all the people in the Library Pavilion to set the fire. This son will spare you the death penalty, and you can go to serve at the foot of the Great Wall from now on. Of course, the premise is that you honestly confess that you are Who ordered you to set this fire."

Liu Yushi broke away from Xu Shaozhuo's claws, and said anxiously: "My son! Now that the year is approaching, even if you are a suspect, it is not a matter of life and death, you should be detained first, and the officials will try it after the year. You...how can you be so arbitrary..."

Yan Liao didn't return his head: "I searched all over the Zangshu Pavilion, but there was no one else, but when I wanted to leave the pavilion, I found Supervisor Wang behind the counter. Could it be that I heard the news that my son went in, so hurry up Did you hide back after packing up the kerosene?"

Xu Shaozhuo nodded frequently: "The son is very skilled in martial arts. He said there is no one, so there must be no one."

Liu Yushi was hoarse, and thought that even if it was like this, he couldn't just practice the law like this. It would be bad for the New Year's Eve.I don't know what Shizi thinks, but such a trivial matter as getting angry, I have to worry about it myself.

"Aren't you going to tell me?" Wang Jian didn't say anything, Xu Shaozhuo took Yan Liao's hands, pushed aside a soldier, and threatened to do it himself.

Look at the courtiers around here, they are even more brutal!Liu Yushi couldn't see it.

He is a civil servant, Mobei is a martial artist, and he has a little balance under the current king of Mobei, trying to imitate the refined style of the Central Plains.Who knew that after the birth of the son of Yan Liao, his methods were more ruthless than the previous kings, and this refined style might never come in again.It's really a pity that Mr. Fan's Yin Yin teachings and the son of the Gusu family accompanied him.

Thinking about it, Liu Yushi realized that Mr. Wu Hai, who was supposed to be in Xian'an City with the king, seemed to be kneeling in the wine village just now?

The situation was urgent just now, and Liu Yushi didn't have time to think about it. Now that his son is safe and sound, he hurried to look at the place just now.

At first glance, only the prince's cloak was neatly folded on the ground, and there was no figure of Mr. Wu Hai.

Also, how could that proton come back at this time.

Liu Yushi thought deeply, shook his head, and concentrated on seeing how the crown prince would deal with the supervisor Wang.