Chapter 225 Fire Butterfly

"Now there is no court meeting. After all, His Majesty has not been to court for more than ten years. Except for occasional sacrificial ceremonies, he has to come. Most of the major events in Tianquan City are handled by the prime minister's cabinet." Ye Chen said, "Now People in the palace say that the prime minister's cabinet will be a small court."

Hearing this, Jiang Han was not too surprised.

He is very familiar with the name of the small court. After all, on the earth, in the history of the Dragon Kingdom, there were many small courts.

For example, in the Three Kingdoms that people are familiar with, Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty was emptied, and Cao Mengde and his subordinates were a small court, in charge of all affairs in the court.

"It seems that the prime minister is probably the employer." Jiang Han murmured.

But he can't be sure, and it's just speculation now.

If you really want to say who is the employer, you still have to have evidence.

While the two brothers were talking, Qingluan had already taken out a fiery red porcelain bottle. She opened the seal of the porcelain bottle, and immediately a large number of red butterflies appeared inside.

These butterflies floated up with the mouth of the bottle, so magnificent that Jiang Han couldn't help being attracted.

The fire butterfly danced lightly in the Yizhuang, illuminating a large area of ​​coffins around it.

Most of the coffins here are old and unclaimed.

I heard that there used to be some morticians from the corpse sect to help people drive the corpses back to their hometowns, but as the two forces of good and evil became increasingly opposed, the morticians were arrested and killed, so the morticians stopped coming out to drive the corpses , will be dead.

In this way, a vicious cycle, some people who should have returned to their hometowns to be buried in the soil, but in the end they could not go home. The corpses were not claimed for three years, and they would be thrown into the mass graves in the suburbs, where there are no names. .

The old people often say that if life comes to an end, if you can't rest in the ground and have no one to worship, then it will be really miserable.

The fire butterflies around began to rotate around Ziluan's coffin, and suddenly the coffin opened by itself, and the fire butterfly door swarmed up, enveloping Ziluan.

Only one face was shown.

Ziluan is a very cute little girl, with a pretty face and a baby face, and she is less than twenty years old. It is the time when girls are most energetic.

Now that such a young girl has died unexpectedly, it can't help but make people feel regretful.

Ye Chen couldn't help feeling emotional at this moment, because he remembered Wushuang's appearance when he died, maybe because of his emotions, crystals appeared in the corners of his eyes, and he sighed and stopped talking.

After all, Liu Wushuang is still his favorite woman.

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The fire butterfly started to burn, and together with the coffin, a large number of fire-colored fragments floated out of the coffin.

Hongluan and Qingluan wept, and the two women kept looking at the pieces.

According to Hongluan, this is the funeral method of some alien races in Yaoguang City, using fire butterflies to burn people's bodies. Legend has it that fire butterflies will carry people's bodies to another world.

Then in that world, people will be resurrected again.

This is similar to some sects that Jiang Han knows, all of which allow people to accept death calmly, not be afraid of death, and cherish the time they are alive.

A butterfly slowly flew towards Jiang Han, and he stretched out his hand to catch the butterfly in his palm.

However, the butterfly quickly landed its wings, and the wings dissipated by themselves, together with the butterfly itself, turned into a piece of ashes.

The wind blows and the ashes are gone.

It was as if the girl Ziluan had never appeared in this world.

Although Jiang Han didn't know Ziluan, he felt a sense of sadness about her leaving.

"Your Highness, let's go back." Hong Luan said, she lowered her head.

The usually bouncing Hong Luan seemed to be a different person at this moment.But that's right, no one would be able to accept the sudden departure of sisters who grew up together, even if they are not biological sisters.

Qingluan bowed to Ye Chen: "Thank you, Mr. Ye, for bringing our sister over from the cold morgue. This has fulfilled our wish."

"It's okay, sorry." Ye Chen said, nodding towards Qingluan.

When sending Shuang Luan back, Ye Chen said: "Brother, let's finish the matter in the capital early, I don't like this place very much."

Jiang Han looked at Ye Chen unexpectedly: "How's the Xingjian swordsmanship?"

"You Qiansui personally pointed out to me a few times, and now I have some clues, but I have figured it out in the past few days. Many things should be left to their own accord. After all, haste makes waste." Ye Chen said.

Jiang Han was a little taken aback. He would not be surprised if the phrase "haste but not speed" came from someone else, but it was really unexpected for Ye Chen, who is obsessed with martial arts, to say this sentence. .

"Well, soon..." Jiang Han said.

In the streets of the outer city, the surroundings are bustling with people discussing something.

Several scholars are surrounding a boy who sells newspapers. It seems that today's newspapers are very popular.

Jiang Han also bought a copy in the past, but when he saw the content on the front page today, his body sank suddenly, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe it!
"Brother, what's the news today?"

"Look." Jiang Han stuffed the newspaper to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen opened his eyes, his eyes rounded: "How could this happen?!"

"Big news, the secret of the relics of the previous dynasty has been cracked. It turns out that the relics of the previous dynasty are in the inner courtyard of the imperial city!"

A few large characters appeared brightly on the front page of the newspaper.

Pairs of ambitious eyes can be seen everywhere on the street.

People from the rivers and lakes almost filled the entire street.

At this time, Yan Wuwei appeared in the distance. It turned out that the shrimp catcher led the team, and there were several other silver medals.

The shrimp catcher saw Jiang Han, and quickly cupped his fists: "His Royal Highness."

"What's the matter with this newspaper?!" Jiang Han raised the newspaper and said.

The shrimp catcher had an ugly expression on his face, he gritted his teeth and said, "A major event has happened. '

"event?"

"Shi Aoyu was seriously injured. Last night, the publishing house was occupied by a group of unidentified people. They pretended to be employees of the newspaper office and produced this newspaper. Now the entire Tianquan City is boiling, and people from all walks of life are clamoring to go to the palace! "The shrimp catcher said.

Jiang Han glanced at Ye Chen, and the two brothers did not hesitate, and directly drove the magic weapon towards the newspaper office.

The shrimp catcher chased after him: "Your Highness! Your Highness, don't fly over the capital, Tianquan City is a no-fly zone! No-fly zone, hello!"

He didn't take two steps, Shuangluan got on the horse immediately, and followed Jiang Han in the sky to catch up.

The fisherman went to chase Shuang Luan again: "You two girls! The capital is exquisite and galloping! Speeding, speeding! Speeding three times will revoke the horse license!"

However, how could human legs compare to horse legs, the four of them disappeared in a blink of an eye.

The shrimp catcher was left holding on to his knees, panting, and he said to a servant beside him, "Where's my horse?"

"My lord, that girl was riding your horse just now!"

"What?! Dare to ride my horse!"

(End of this chapter)

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