Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

At that moment, Xiao Beicheng finally felt powerless, his hands softened, and he almost fell Jun Ziyou to the ground. Seeing this, Shen Ci hurriedly put his hands on him to support him, but the man slapped him heavily on the shoulder with five fingers. Squeezing him, it seemed that he was going to be embedded in the bone seam.

Xiao Beicheng struggled for a long time before he managed to force out a question from his hoarse voice: "Say it again, have you seen my uncle, the emperor of Dayuan?"

Shen Ci swallowed, mustered up his courage, glanced at the crumbling hall in the sea of ​​flames from the corner of his eye, bit his tongue, and shook his head.

Now it's time to accept the reality. What he doesn't understand is that Emperor Yuan has done so many evils that he can even kill his own people. It is not a pity to die. Now that the Dongchuang incident happened, why did his prince collapse to this point because of his death.

"My lord..." He felt that he seemed to have lost the instinct to speak, so he could only try his best to connect words and squeeze out the words against his will: "My lord, my condolences, the fire is so fierce, you and your lord can escape. It is already considered a miracle... The emperor is afraid, I am afraid..."

"Shut up... Take care of him, I, I have to..."

Seeing Xiao Beicheng put Junziyou aside, getting up and going into the fire again, Shen Ci was in a moment of desperation, grabbed the man's sleeve and knelt down, but what was surprising was that there was another person who blocked the man with him two hands.

Jun Ziyou still has reason, so it is reasonable not to let him take risks, but the other person is...

"Don't be King Jin, you can only be buried with him if you go in like this, you are not the only one who is worried about the emperor, leave it to me."

The visitor patted Xiao Beicheng to be relieved, and Diao Erlang blinked at Jun Ziyou. The latter felt that his incongruous smile was very familiar, but couldn't remember when and where he had seen it before. He was stunned for a moment, then The man threw off Shenci and broke into the fire scene alone.

"Wait, someone has gone in! Are you dying!!"

"The emperor! The emperor is still inside! Put out the fire in front of the door and let them come out!"

"It can't be done, the beam is burnt, the main hall can't hold it anymore, I'm afraid we can't save it..."

Xiao Beicheng got up suddenly, stood in front of the crowd, looked at the ruins swaying in the wind and rain, gritted his teeth and ordered: "Stay away."

Some people didn't understand what it meant, and worried that he was scared and confused. If he just let it go and let the fire spread, even the East and West Palaces would be in danger. How could it be stopped?

Xiao Beicheng glared at the bewildered eunuch beside him: "Don't understand?"

"But, but..."

"Don't do what King Jin said. If you get in the way here, you will only kill the two people inside and your own life. Instead of wasting your words here, it is better to inform the palaces to go out for refuge. I want to see, which one is not right?" Those who are wise dare to hold back."

Ming Prison came with his hands behind his back, and the eunuch was shocked by the simple movement of lifting his chin, and immediately rolled and crawled to the ground.

He walked leisurely to Xiao Beicheng's side, put his shoulders on his shoulders, and patted his chest familiarly, seemingly trying to persuade him to calm down, but in fact it was a subtle reminder of his injury, so he leaned into his ear and whispered Said: "Don't be too careless, maybe this dog emperor is not the biggest black hand behind the scenes. If someone takes advantage of it, your life will be lost, King Jin."

"Oh? What the factory lord means is that there are people behind the emperor who are secretly instigating. For this point, we might as well get to the bottom of it."

Ming Prison smiled and said: "Don't get to the bottom of it, what if it's me? I can't tell the truth. In fact, the culprit is me. Hurry up and subdue me?"

"But you can yell, "Stop a thief."

The other party gave a "tsk", as if he was not satisfied with the statement, "That's really ugly, you will lose me if you behave like this."

"Do not care."

"Okay, you are grinning your teeth in pain. He was very ill before, and his brain memory is limited. You can't force him to remember every person and every face he has seen, but your words should be right. That person is not unfamiliar, right?" He followed the words and pointed to the burning hall.

Xiao Beicheng knew that he was referring to the guard who was loyal to the savior and rushed into the dangerous situation regardless of his own safety—Hua Bushi.

"I heard that you regarded him as a force that Lin Xici missed. I want to correct it here. This statement is not accurate enough. He is not actually a person from Lin Xici. He just used that person's influence to gain an advantage that is convenient for him to act. Forget it, what he did was never for Lin Xici, but for himself."

"for example?"

"He once assassinated your concubine in exile." Ming Prison shrugged and smiled, and said calmly, "Don't say you haven't found out yet, the three years when Junzi You left the capital was not just going out to treat a disease and coming back. , The life he managed to recover was so close that he would have to give it back to someone... Could it be that you really didn’t find out? No way, no way.”

His sarcasm made people feel uncomfortable, but Xiao Beicheng did not become ashamed and angry as he wished, which made him deeply bored, and he could only mutter to himself: "I said it first, so I won. "

Facing the fading fire, Xiao Beicheng had complicated things on his mind, and he didn't bother to pay attention to Ming Prison's provocation. Seeing a figure looming from the depths of the sea of ​​flames, he couldn't wait to meet him. Ming Prison was the first to spot the danger and pulled him away. Put it, the house collapsed in an instant.

Both of them fell down, and immediately a sharp-eyed eunuch came to help them, as if feeling that he was losing face, Ming Prison patted the dust on his body, and snorted coldly with disdain: "I shouldn't save you, let me save you!" How nice it is for you to die in it, and you can still occupy your property, occupy your beauty, and there will never be a next time."

"indeed."

Before Ming Prison realized the meaning of this ambiguous sentence, Xiao Beicheng had already stood up, pulled his collar with one hand, and said coldly: "This king is letting you go for the sake of the mother clan, don't push yourself too hard. You have enough heads to kill anyone who dares to touch me."

Although Ming Prison coveted Jun Ziyou, he didn't want to easily offend the Immortal Da Luo, so he raised his hands to show that he had no intention of overstepping, so the man pushed him away, calmly commanding the panicked crowd: "Hua Buzhi is buried in the Under the ruins, extinguish the surrounding fire and quickly dig down, people buried under the high-temperature residual soil can only hold on for a while, don’t be dazed and go quickly!!”

Everyone was in a hurry to follow orders, Shen Ci took the lead with a shovel to catch people, took advantage of the embers of the embers, before they had time to rekindle, tested the depth everywhere, and did not forget to shout: "General Hua, wake up!" ! Are you down there?"

Hua Buzhi is also the commander of the Forbidden Army, and his physical fitness is better than Junziyou's in all aspects. If that person can escape, he has no reason to be trapped and die below. Sure enough, Shenci soon got a response. A hand stained with dust stretched out from under the ruins, and immediately reached out to pull the man out.

Hua Bushi really lived up to expectations and rescued Emperor Yuan who was in the fire.

No matter what he did before, who he harmed, or how serious his crimes were, at least he is still the emperor of Dayuan. Everyone hurriedly carried out the unconscious monarch, and invited the most respected imperial physician to see him.

As soon as the old doctor got his pulse, he knelt down for Xiao Beicheng first, kowtowed his head in fear, and couldn't say anything: "Jinjin, King Jin, forgive me... Your Majesty inhaled too much smoke and dust, narrowly escaped death, the old minister is incompetent , I implore King Jin to spare your life."

"Stop talking nonsense, you won't be able to save your life, you are so old and confused...Jiang Yanqing!"

Jiang Yanqing, who was named by Xiao Beicheng, was not at all in a hurry to save the dog emperor's life, and was busy with his own affairs without raising his head, and said disapprovingly: "I'm doing needlework, don't make noise, the seam will be crooked later. What to do, it’s not a rag bag, it can be dismantled and redone.”

The "rag pocket" he was talking about was Jun Ziyou who was almost stabbed into a sieve. He was in a critical situation just now, and he didn't feel any pain at all under the condition of high mental tension. In fact, his lower abdomen was stabbed four or five times by the frenzied Xiao Jingyuan Not only that, fortunately no vitals were injured, and the murder weapon happened to be a sharp candlestick, which would not cause too much wound like a knife, so the amount of bleeding was not very alarming.

Jiang Yanqing didn't have a good impression of the dog emperor, and she was even more angry seeing Junziyou being hurt like this by him, thinking that it was too late for him to die, so how could she sincerely save others.

He stuck out his tongue at people, and he looked a bit like the embroiderer girl while pointing at the orchid flower, and said sharply in his voice: "I'm not a three-headed and six-armed Nezha, I have to finish this job. Only then can we continue to the next crop.”

Unexpectedly, Xiao Beicheng actually took the needle and thread in his hand, pressed on Junziyou's wound, raised his leg and kicked Jiang Yanqing who was squatting on the ground, staggering a few steps.

"I'll come here. If you dare to make a mistake over there, I'll smear you with mud and throw you into a kiln to be buried with him as a terracotta warrior."

Jiang Yanqing groaned, apparently unwillingly, and had no choice but to roll up his sleeves to look at Xiao Jingyuan's situation. This gentleman opened one eye to glance at Xiao Beicheng, and saw that man was sewing, He carefully considered the position of the needle near the wound, for fear that he would sew in the wrong place and cause him to suffer for nothing.

Sensing Jun Ziyou's fiery gaze, Xiao Beicheng covered his eyes with his palms, and gently pressed his head back, "Zi You, don't look, bear with it, it will pass soon."

"It doesn't hurt." Jun Ziyou took out the medicine bottle hanging around his neck, it was only as big as a thumb, and it could just hold a pill. He shook it but didn't hear any echo, so it was already empty. "After taking the medicine, it doesn't hurt anymore. I haven't seen such a big storm. This little scene is nothing."

Both sides were racing against time to compete with Hades. Under Jiang Yanqing's hard-working rescue, Xiao Jingyuan finally opened his eyes and looked at everything in front of him dimly.

I don't know who shouted: "Your Majesty is awake, Your Majesty is awake!"

Xiao Beicheng paused the hand holding the needle, and looked back at the direction the person was in. Junzi You Weiliang put his slightly trembling hand on the back of his hand and nodded to him. Xiao Beicheng met his eyes and received a response. Immediately ran to the relative he cared about, but when he arrived, he only heard the last words of the man who was so dumb that he could barely make out the words.

"...Actually, I don't want you to take good care of Qingjue, but to protect you."

At that moment, the look in his eyes was clearer than ever before, but it was a pity that it was fleeting, like a passing meteor, the light soon dimmed, and the eyelids closed.

In a trance, Xiao Jingyuan seems to have returned to his youth, frivolous and ignorant, ignorant and immature, dissatisfied with the world, but still pursuing the pursuit of life, finding the way forward, so as not to get lost in the deceitful path full of murderous intentions.

When did you draw the ground as a prison, confine yourself in the cage of your birth, and want to correct right and wrong?

He could vaguely remember the time when his beloved loved him at the temple, and recalled Lin Xici's sincere advice to him before his death, but what had blinded his eyes all these years...

"Qing Jue, Uncle Huang didn't want to harm you, Uncle Huang also wanted to take good care of you for your mother, I'm sorry..."

When he was about to die, the person he cared about was not his son who was ashamed, let alone the thousands of innocent people who were victimized because of him. They all said that when a person is about to die, his words are good, so who did he give his kindness to?

Jiang Yanqing lowered her eyelids and shook her head silently. Xiao Beicheng suddenly felt a small and subtle sound coming from the depths of her heart at that moment.

In fact, he was not as scared as he thought. With Jiang Yanqing, a genius doctor who can save the dead, he always felt that the god of death was far away from him and everyone around him, so when that person was helpless, He will be as lost as a lost child.

Dependence made him timid and more afraid of losing.

At that moment, he didn't even understand the true meaning of Jiang Yanqing's expression, whether it was all right or helpless, he only felt his ears ringing.

In an instant, the whole world became dead silent.

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