After the rebirth, the queen took the Meiqiang tragedy script

Chapter 159
The impact was so violent that the door bolt was shaken to the point of crumbling.

Zhang Genggui was taken aback, his whole body bounced up from the ground like a frightened bird, he turned his head and looked at the door in horror, half kneeling and half crawling back two steps.

Although Ye Qinghuai was not as exaggerated as he was, she was startled, and immediately raised her hand to press the saber on her waist.

The lives of the Minister of the Ministry of War and Wang Yunzhong and others have been lost in this warehouse, and Ye Qinghuai only knows about these, what she doesn't know is how many lives there are.It shows that Xue Song and his group are all ruthless extrajudicial lunatics.

Ye Qinghuai is also not sure whether such etiquette as the way of monarchs and ministers can restrain their behavior.

At this time, what gave her more confidence was the sword in her hand.

After all, she has studied martial arts with Zhao Yinshi and Lu Yanchen for two months, so if she really talks about swords, she still has some confidence.

The next moment, the door bolt finally couldn't withstand the impact, and the two wooden doors were kicked open.

A tall man in black strode through the door.

Seeing the person coming, Ye Qinghuai's hand holding the sword immediately loosened.

"Sir?" Ye Qinghuai looked at the person in disbelief.

Lu Yanchen frowned slightly, his face was very gloomy. After he glanced at Zhang Genggui, who was kneeling on the ground with a pale face, he quickly scanned the whole room again.

After confirming that there was no danger in the house, he breathed a sigh of relief like the rest of his life, and turned his gaze back to Ye Qinghuai.

His eyes suddenly softened when they met Ye Qinghuai's gaze. Ye Qinghuai noticed that there was an undetectable upward arc at the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to make a smile to comfort her, but because of The lingering fear failed to take shape.

"Is Your Majesty safe?" Lu Yanchen asked after a long time.

Ye Qinghuai was not as flustered as he was, she nodded calmly, and said, "I'm fine."

Just as she was about to ask Lu Yanchen why he suddenly appeared here, she suddenly smelled a strange smell at the tip of her nose.

As the door opened, a smell of burning things mixed with smoke drifted in from outside.

A bad premonition welled up in Ye Qinghuai's heart, she frowned, looked outside the house, and asked, "What's going on outside?"

Lu Yanchen quickly turned around and glanced outside the house, and said, "There's a fire outside."

"Is the warehouse on fire?"

Lu Yanchen nodded. Just as he was about to speak, there was a sudden commotion outside. A group of officers and soldiers with long guns rushed in and surrounded the door of the house. The long guns in each hand were aimed at Lu Yanchen, but Afraid of the majesty of the emperor, he dared not enter the house in front of the emperor and take him down.

When the sword was on the verge of breaking out, several people dressed as civil servants separated from the officers and soldiers and came to the front.

The leader was the one who led Ye Qinghuai to rest in this room. As he walked, he used his long sleeves to push away the gunpoints pointed at Lu Yanchen, and said sharply: "What are you doing! Didn't see His Majesty is here!"

He walked to Lu Yanchen's side, softened his tone, and said to him: "Master Lu, this is a place of warehouses after all, not the Taiqing Pavilion. Didn't you disturb His Majesty's rest by barging in so recklessly?"

Lu Yanchen gave him a stern look, but did not speak.

Ye Qinghuai also ignored them, she got up straight and walked out of the room.

It was dark outside, and the moon was only halfway up, but the moonlight was covered by the billowing smoke in the sky.

The flames not far away were like a flowing red sea, illuminating the night like a red sun rising from the east.

There was a pungent smell in the air, accompanied by the shouts of the crowd in the distance.

Ye Qinghuai faintly saw five or six warehouses on fire, the largest of which had a yellow roof.

"What's going on?" Ye Qinghuai asked.

"Returning to Your Majesty, the warehouse suddenly caught fire for some reason. I'm afraid it's because the sky is dry and there are fires and candles at night, so the precautionary measures are not properly prepared." The person in charge said.

"Didn't it just start a fire, haven't the fire prevention measures been strengthened?" Ye Qinghuai asked.

"There are one or two hundred warehouses, and the fire protection needs to be strengthened one by one. These may not be done yet."

He spoke vaguely, and he didn't know whether it was because the fire was too hot, or because of something else, the sweat beads on his forehead looked extraordinarily large under the light of the fire.

"Yuan Shang warehouse has been built for a hundred years, does it catch fire every summer?" Ye Qinghuai asked again.

"This... of course not..."

"Then why did fires break out one after another this year as soon as the grain storage was opened?" Ye Qinghuai's voice cooled down.

The civil servant was not a person who took matters into his own hands, and Ye Qinghuai's expression flickered when he asked him a few words, and he couldn't answer.

"What are you still doing here?" After a while, Ye Qinghuai looked at the officers, soldiers and civil servants surrounding her and asked.

Xue Song was dismissed, no one gave them orders, and these people looked at each other in blank dismay.

In the end, a civil servant standing beside Ye Qinghuai saluted Ye Qinghuai and said, "Your Majesty, please make it clear."

Seeing their unhurried manner, Ye Qinghuai was so angry that he said to them angrily: "The granary is filled with Dajing's military rations, the lives of the soldiers on the front line, and my court's rations." Line of defense! Instead of going to fight the fire, you are still here asking me what to do?"

When she got angry, it was very frightening. Immediately, someone knelt down to persuade her to calm down, and someone trotted towards the scene of the fire.After a while, the people in the yard dispersed, leaving only Lu Yanchen and Zhang Genggui.

"You go first, don't talk too much with others. I have written down what you said."

Zhang Genggui went there gratefully.

When there were only two people left, Ye Qinghuai asked, "Why is Mr. here?"

"Weichen received the news from Eunuch Li that His Majesty is staying here today, and felt that something was wrong, so he rushed over immediately." Lu Yanchen pondered for a while, and said, "There is something strange here."

Ye Qinghuai looked at him and motioned him to continue talking.

"They stopped the minister from coming in. That battle...for a warehouse, it was a bit too strict."

Lu Yanchen said it mildly, but Ye Qinghuai could imagine it.

It was the same when Xue Song stopped her from entering the warehouse in the afternoon, as if there was really something that could kill someone in the warehouse.

"How did Mr. come in in the end?" Ye Qinghuai asked.

"Later, there was a fire inside, so I didn't care so much. I injured a few people and forced my way in."

No wonder the officers and soldiers who followed behind him all looked like they were facing a formidable enemy when they saw him.

Presumably, he has already experienced Lu Yanchen's skills.

Ye Qinghuai looked behind him subconsciously. He didn't carry that strange long knife today, and he didn't even have a weapon on his body, but he was stained with someone's blood.

It seems to be empty-handed.

Ye Qinghuai suddenly remembered Gu Shihai's comment on Lu Yanchen - "It's a pity that such a talent is not used to kill the enemy on the battlefield, but has to be left in the study for writing and writing."

Lu Yanchen didn't know that Ye Qinghuai was feeling these things in his heart. He looked at Ye Qinghuai seriously, and said: "Your Majesty, after all, I used to be the emperor's teacher, so I will say something more. It is not safer outside the palace than in the palace. You belong to the country and the country, and you must not take risks alone like this again."

At this time, he showed the attitude of a teacher with a hundred thousand points.

Ye Qinghuai just wanted to refute him, saying that she was not "alone" when she left the palace this time, but she suddenly felt cold.

She remembered something she had neglected.

"Sir, Qin Yang...Qin Yang may be in the fire."

(End of this chapter)