Pretty State Preceptor Saves the Planet

On September 14th, [-]th year of Shuncheon, Dongjun.

King Teng was dragged from the bed in a state of embarrassment in his underwear.

He listened to the cries in the mansion in amazement, and looked at the flames burning outside the extravagant glass windows.

"Who is here?" King Teng smiled reluctantly, "Gu is a lord who abides by the rules. If he commits a crime, he must follow the laws of the Great Scene...Ah!"

The masked Feiluan Guard, who grabbed King Teng's beard and hair, tore off a handful of hair, and kicked King Teng's heart.

Prince Teng's water mansion was not good, and the stench in the house was extremely frightening, he had no time to take care of this, looked at Feiluan Wei's sharp knife and said sharply: "I know who you are, there are traitors among you, sooner or later the emperor will kill you all!" Killed, it is still too late to put down the knife, why bother to do things for the tyrant!"

Feiluan Wei gave a hoarse laugh, held a sabre, and squatted in front of King Teng.

"It doesn't matter, the point of my knife is aimed at the person I want to kill. Let me think about it, where should I start? Your Majesty asked you brothers to reunite before you die. You have to live for a while."

A few days later, Zhaoge, at an open-air tea stand.

The storyteller Xingmu patted: "Guest officers, listen to me, let me tell you the truth, walk in the world and the sky is watching, don't do anything wrong in your life!"

"The Prince Teng, the Prince Cheng, and the prince of Xiping County, who can be said to be the top princes and nobles, invaded the land, harmed people, and bullied the eldest daughter of a good family. They still have to follow the law, there is no special exception..."

King Teng attacked Shenzi and caused great chaos in Zhaoge.The emperor cut the mess quickly with a sharp knife, and all the clans were under control in this incident, and there was no need to shoot or kill.

This is the second purge of the emperor.

Wherever the soldiers of Youyun Castle went, the criminals were frightened upon hearing the news.

Countless heroes volunteered to join the army, and in less than a month, they formed a force comparable to the army of the living dead.

After the storyteller finished speaking, he slapped the wood again: "I hope that you will be diligent and do things down-to-earth. The blood is gone and the sky is clear. Look forward to the fragrance of rice and flowers next year!"

"Okay, that's all for today. Those who have money will reward those who have money, and those who have no money will thank you for your face..."

The common people listened enthusiastically, and sighed in relief: "Good!"

After hearing this, Thief Feifei called out hello, drank a glass of water, and sneaked away while asking for money.

He returned to Xiao Weishen's residence, skillfully climbed over the wall and jumped down.

Landing on the ground, Feifei widened his eyes, grinned and said, "You're back! Rare guest! My Lord Qingtian, I thought you'd become a high-ranking official, and you've moved to a big mansion from now on!"

Xiao Weishen gave a rare smile: "Can you find a decent job?"

"Hey, let's sell some strength!" Feifei scratched his head, and began to wave his hands wildly, gesticulating.

"My lord, there is one thing you must know. Recently, this teahouse has been talking about the relatives of the emperor. They are not the fake ones who were beheaded earlier, but the real ones! They all have the same surname!"

"Continue?" Xiao Weishen asked patiently.

"I'm, alas, very happy. That King Teng actually went to assassinate the immortal master, they all deserved to die! But..."

Feeling worried, Feifei made a movement of wiping his neck, and said in a low voice: "Is the royal relatives something that can be mentioned at the tea stand? You can see your majesty, how is the news? Don't let the storyteller commit a crime and lose his head one day, He even helped me find a job!"

Xiao Wei smiled deeply: "I'm not afraid..."

"Really? Your Majesty...you can even do this?" Feifei couldn't believe it.

Although the good days are coming, it's too good to be true.To say that I used to survive in dire straits, but now I feel like I can float when I walk.

"Don't worry, I'll know later..." Xiao Wei said deeply, "Feifei, I'm about to move, you don't have to keep walking through the wall or the gate."

"Uh...then, where are you going to move? I can work nearby!"

"Moving to the north..."

"Northern?" Feifei was at a loss for words, "No, you, haven't you just been promoted to a high-ranking official, why did you get demoted?"

"Not demoted..." Xiao Wei touched Feifei's bird's nest head deeply, "You may have been with me for a long time, take care of yourself in the future."

Feifei was stunned.

He helped Xiao Weishen pack up his humble belongings, thinking he hadn't been demoted, so why did he move to a distant place?

Not long after, Feifei understood.

A group of people dressed as eunuchs beat gongs and drums, and spread the news from house to house.

Zhaoge City was boiling, and people couldn't help but go to the streets to inquire about each other's news, waiting for the night to fall.

In a small courtyard away from the hustle and bustle on the outskirts of the city, the censer emits a light fragrance, masking the smell of blood.

Lou He wiped the bluestone board carefully with a cloth towel and a bucket, and looked worriedly at the main house from time to time.

Xie Huaian was falling asleep inside.

If these martial arts practitioners are strong grass that cannot be broken by strong winds, the gentleman in Lou He's eyes is like colored glaze entwined with immortal energy.

Just by placing it on the soft cushion, I worry that it will be broken due to uneven heat and cold.

Inside the main house...

Hong Yao was by the bed, lighting a small oil lamp and reading the memorial.

Xie Huai'an was resting by the pond earlier, a little wind blew and turned into a low-grade fever, and then affected by the frost, the fever flared up again at night.

It has finally slowed down a bit these days.

"Your Majesty?" Inside the bed curtain, Xie Huai'an muttered sleepily.

"Are you awake?" Hong Yao put away the lamp and put down the notebook.

Xie Huai'an turned over when he heard the voice, and patted his hands under the blanket indiscriminately: "It's cold outside, come up."

Hong Yao got into the brocade quilt and tried Xie Huai'an's body temperature: "It seems to be better, do you have a headache? Are you dizzy?"

Xie Huai'an yawned, and buried his face in front of Hong Yao: "Fortunately..."

"Rest for a while, get up and eat something later."

Xie Huai'an nodded, and gropingly grabbed Hong Yao's arm.

"gentlemen?"

"My mouth is full of bitter medicine...I don't want to sleep anymore."

"Can't sleep or don't want to sleep?" Hong Yao ran along Xie Huai'an's hair.

Xie Huai'an said in a daze, "I can't sleep... I was suddenly worried. Although Your Majesty and the Feiluan Guards are very powerful... But if someone shoots a cold shot, if several people hit one. Will it, just..."

"Sir, why did you become nervous after knowing it?" Hong Yao said helplessly, "I am the one who should be afraid, if something happens to Mr...."

"Don't let the people of the world be buried with you, and the faint king speaks." Xie Huai'an still had a low fever, and said in a dizzy and thoughtless manner.

Hong Yao was amused: "Sir, did you realize that I am a fool?"

"Fun Lord... Huh, then I am the Demon Concubine..."

"Yes, sir is still my concubine."

"Ah... I forgot about this, ahem."

Xie Huai'an used all his self-control, and struggled to hold back the words that almost slipped out of his mouth: "Since I am a concubine, then Your Majesty will do with me what a concubine should do."

He's a persistent guy, eh.

Even if it's just a close call, life and death have to wait until Hong Yao expresses his opinion...

Having said that, they share the same bed every day, what is Hong Yao still dawdling about, waiting to be sealed directly?

No, why do you think of the queen directly from the demon concubine?

Can Dajing marry a male queen?

what am i thinking...

Xie Huai'an's confused mind became even more confused.

Seeing Xie Huai'an's silence, Hong Yao thought it was a headache, and helped him press his forehead: "Mr. said earlier...do you want to watch the fireworks again?"

Xie Huai'an suddenly regained his energy and swallowed reflexively: "I think, grandma's candy cake!"

Hong Yao pondered and said: "Sleep again, keep your spirits up, and I will take my husband to watch it tonight."

into the night...

The fire burned Yong'an Palace, and thick black smoke engulfed half of the sky.

In an abandoned stable, the corpses of guards neatly parked at Chaotianmen...

The Giving Prison that created countless living corpses, the Precious Beast Prison, the Jade Chan Prison, and the unsightly Manna Temple...

Endless carved beams and embroidered pillars are burning in the raging fire.

Fire ignited from the hero's body, eventually devouring the palace of sin.

Countless people stood by the street, witnessing silently.

A commoner suddenly shed tears silently as he watched, his family was sold into the palace and killed.

Officials from the Ministry of Industry led Xuanji Pavilion disciples to count the stones.Before burning, they had moved away the usable things, mainly the stones that could be used for building bridges and roads, and some uncarved girders were also moved out, intending to build houses for the people.

There are soldiers stationed in Zhaoge solemnly controlling the order; there are Feiluan guards who have undergone internal picketing and severely punished the traitors to guard secretly, watching the raging fire.

This ignited flame is like a consolation, once again telling everyone that the dark age is over.

It's also like a warning, warning those who are ready to break the tranquility to always be careful.

On the Chengyu Pavilion of Shifeng Mountain.

Xie Huai'an had seen the holy stone here before, and now he was surrounded by Hong Yao, sitting in the same position to watch the distant flames.

"Are you satisfied?" Hong Yao said.

Xie Huai'an stared blankly at the disappearance of the deep palace he hated, and said a word: "Where do you live?"

Hong Yao said: "Where do you want to live, sir?"

"It doesn't mean that there is a street opposite the palace, and then there is the National Teacher's Mansion..." Xie Huai'an leaned on Hong Yao's warm chest, feeling dizzy from the cool night wind, "Am I going to lose my job..."

Hong Yao: "..."

"Mister's family business belongs to me, how can I lose it?" Hong Yao tightened his cloak for Xie Huai'an, "After that, we will live in the north. I have a new city that has been built for ten years and I want to dedicate it to my husband."

"North?" Xie Huai'an didn't understand what Hong Yao meant.

"In the north, we will call it Xindu. It is still desolate, but it will soon become lively."

Hong Yao lowered his head and kissed Xie Huai'an's cold ear tip.

"Mr. Xiao, I have already finalized this matter. Now that everything is ready, the only thing left is to set off to officially move the capital. You can just sleep all the way when the time comes."

Xie Huai'an still had a low fever, and reacted slowly to Hong Yao's words: "Don't be in Zhaoge anymore? Then, what about them..."

"Of course I have to work hard in the past, there are many things to do..." Hong Yao said grimly, coaxing Xie Huai'an in a blink of an eye.

"All the guys you are familiar with have moved there. I will make arrangements at that time, and you can drop by during the day. There will be no more terrifying guards or oppressive deep palaces."

Xie Huai'an looked at the flames, his eyes became brighter and brighter: "What about Fatty?"

"Pangpang sent him away with his luggage a long time ago."

"Then...then..." Xie Huai'an couldn't think of anything else to ask.

He was so happy, jumping for joy, wishing to fly with Hong Yao immediately to a new world.