Bamboo Raw Huaian

Chapter 22

At this time, there was already thick smoke billowing outside the hall, and there was a faint glow of fire.

Concubine Yi's face darkened slightly.

At this time, it was less than a cup of tea away from the people of Cai Palace reporting that the fire was extinguished, and it was able to burn in such a short period of time, which shows how powerful the fire is.

She looked at Duan Qingzhu, and said: "I didn't think carefully about this matter. Chu Erhan acted so recklessly, even if he thought that the covenant with my father was just a way for him to invade the Central Plains, my father...was used by him as a knife." gone."

Suddenly the door of the palace opened a crack, and Chu Yue stepped in.

A puff of thick smoke poured in, and Chu Yue quickly locked it out.

"The warehouse at the back of the small kitchen was poured with oil, and it burned all the way to the front hall." Chu Yue saluted Concubine Yi, before getting up, said anxiously to Duan Qingzhu, "The fire can't be controlled, we have to get out."

Concubine Yi said: "Kur Khan's intention this time is in the Qing'an Hall. The emperor has his own army guards, and nothing will happen for a while. Khan must also know that the emperor is not easy to move, and most likely he will kidnap the prince. force."

She looked at Duan Qingzhu: "The Hengwu Palace is on fire, and Kuerhan must lead people to guard the door to make sure everything is safe. There are currently thirty guards of the Zhou Mansion and six shadow guards in my palace. Taifu, these people are all at your disposal. After a while, I will order the palace people to abandon the palace and flee, and you will take Xian'er to mix with them."

After finishing speaking, he tore off the token worn around his waist and handed it to Duan Qingzhu.

Although there was no open fire in the front hall, the door of the hall could not block the thick smoke at all, wisps of smoke seeped in from the gaps, and the air was obviously scorching hot.

Duan Qingzhu met her gaze calmly.

They all knew that Chuerhan didn't care about taking Yifei's life at all, she handed over all the guards in Duan Qingzhu's hands at this time, just to use her life as a bargaining chip for the prince's life.

The eagerness on Yifei's face is real.

Duan Qingzhu finally dispelled the last trace of doubt.

In other words, he still didn't dare to trust Concubine Yi completely, but there was no other way.

He returned the token to Concubine Yi, and took Xiao Xian's hand and handed it to Concubine Yi.

Duan Qingzhu said: "I also ask the empress to protect the prince's safety."

Concubine Yi said: "Teacher should know that you are far more important to Wei than me."

Duan Qingzhu said: "Thinking about it, Hu Erhan would also think so."

So let him and Xiao Xian run in two ways, and Chu Erhan will swing between the two ways, and the chance of the prince surviving will be higher.

Seeing that the smoke was getting thicker and thicker, Concubine Yi stopped talking, nodded, and quickly went to arrange people.

Concubine Yi looked at Duan Qingzhu with a complicated expression, and said: "There is a small hole in the west, I will take Xian'er through there later. You..."

Duan Qingzhu nodded, indicating that he understood.

He knelt down, looked at the tearful little prince who dared not speak up to make trouble, and smiled.

"Your Highness is not afraid." He gently wiped away the fallen golden beans for the little prince, stood up and said, "Go."

Duan Qingzhu saw Chu Yue coming to help him from the corner of his eyes, so he lightly pressed his hand and said, "You go too."

Chu Yue said in a low voice: "Master!"

"Chu Yue, you are not Duan Qingzhu's minister. You are Wei's minister." Duan Qingzhu watched Xiao Xian and Concubine Yi leave in the thick smoke, his figures gradually blurred, and said softly, "Go."

Chu Yue gritted his teeth, turned around and chased after the prince.

Concubine Yi gave the order before she left, and after a while, the Kungfu Palace people withdrew from all directions.

All the gates of Hengwu Palace were opened wide, and there was the sound of clashing swords and the screams of palace people.

Sure enough, Kurhan sent someone to wait outside.

It is said that they act separately, but in fact it is just a life for a life.

Use the palace man's life and Duan Qingzhu's life to pile up in front of the Yan people, in exchange for a moment of confusion.

Duan Qingzhu counted the time when the prince would leave, splashed tea on the handkerchief to cover his mouth and nose, picked up the dagger in his palm, and set off to walk out.

He has to go out at the same time as the prince.

The distance from the front hall to the palace gate is not too far, but there was a big fire, the wooden buildings were not burned, and some burnt wooden beams were scattered on the ground, and with the thick smoke all over the sky, it was quite difficult to walk all the way. difficult.

The smoke and dust are getting thicker and thicker, and the surrounding temperature is getting higher and higher.Duan Qingzhu groped forward, feeling that the air in front of him seemed to be burned and distorted.

Suddenly, there was a faint "rustle" sound behind him.

This sound was not obvious in the crackling sound of wooden beams breaking all the way, but Duan Qingzhu's spirit was tense now, so he was aware of it.

He turned back sharply.

The person who was following him had no time to hide and was caught.

Anwen was taken aback by his sudden movement, and subconsciously blurted out: "Master Shi... Duan..."

She seemed to have something to say, but she kept silent.

Duan Qingzhu was taken aback when he saw it was her.

The first thought was, why didn't she keep up with Concubine Yi, how could she escape as a little girl in this situation.

Immediately afterwards, my heart skipped a beat.

An Wen used to be the master of Zhou Ge, but for some reason in the past few years, she was assigned to Yi Concubine Zhou's family. She might not come here because of Yi Concubine's intention.

Duan Qingzhu walked a little slower than planned, and felt a little anxious, but he handed the prince into the hands of Concubine Yi, and he couldn't tolerate any mistakes.

He interrupted: "Is Concubine Yi looking for me?"

"No, no." Anwen hurriedly waved his hands, walked a few steps closer, realized what Duan Qingzhu was in a hurry, and hurriedly said, "Since the empress has promised you, she will do her best to protect your highness."

"It's me..." She hesitated again, "I..."

While she was hesitating, the sound of swords and swords outside stopped for a moment, someone shouted something, followed by footsteps, it sounded like they were going to the west.

Duan Qingzhu's heart tightened, the prince and the others went out!

He hurriedly looked outside, but he couldn't see clearly because of the thick smoke.

He didn't have time to listen to An Wen again, he turned around and was about to rush out, he said in a hurry: "I have something to do right now, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a force pushing on his back, pushing him a few steps away in an instant, and then he felt a wave of heat behind him, accompanied by the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground, and black smoke rose everywhere , hot sparks splashed onto the hair.

Duan Qingzhu staggered a few steps and stood firm, then turned around suddenly, and saw that behind him, almost close to his back, a fire-bathed crossbar fell down and hit Anwen's spine.

Apparently, just as he turned around, the beam was blown off and fell from above.He didn't notice for a while, if he stayed in the position just now, he would be the one who was hit right now.

Anwen's eyes darkened when he was hit, and he vomited a mouthful of blood.

Duan Qingzhu was stunned, and then reacted suddenly, rushing forward to drag her out.

The crossbar was too heavy, and Anwen was hurt too badly.

He dragged Anwen out desperately, but was suddenly hit by a crossbar hard on the wrist, his hand was numb and he couldn't hold it steady, so he staggered.

The fire burned Anwen's dress, and they were surrounded by falling, burning wooden beams.

It was the load-bearing beam that held Anwen down. After it broke, the entire building began to collapse in the fire.

Anwen didn't try to say anything anymore—or she couldn't say anything anymore.

They all knew that Duan Qingzhu had neither the time nor the ability to save her.

Duan Qingzhu had no time to waste, he took one last look at the burning Hengwu Palace, his eyes paused on Anwen, he opened his mouth to say something, then ran out the door cruelly.

Anwen was hit so hard that his ears were buzzing and he couldn't hear his words.

But before his eyes were completely black, he could vaguely distinguish those two words by the shape of his mouth:

"Thank you."

The soaring flames of Hengwu Palace shone brightly and dimly on An Wen's face, revealing the quiet smile that the girl showed at the end of her life.

Duan Qingzhu ran out sullenly, the corners of his eyes were red from the smoke, as if he would shed tears in the next moment.

The wet handkerchief didn't know where it fell, so he had to hold his breath.

When he reached the gate of Hengwu Palace, his breath had already reached the limit, he had to bend down and take a few breaths, then he walked lightly, holding his breath and looking out.

The gate of the palace was open, and the people had already dispersed, leaving only a few blood-stained corpses of the palace people lying on the green bricks.

There seemed to be shouts of killing in the distance, which could not be heard clearly.It was extremely quiet all around, only the sound of Hengwu Palace burning and wood breaking behind him could be heard.

Duan Qingzhu thought for a while, then clenched the dagger in his hand hidden under the voluminous official robe, and walked eastward out of Hengwu Palace.

He thought that since Hu Erhan had already broken his face with the old clan, he would no longer leave a way for the people in Hengwu Palace to survive. Even if most of the dead servants were transferred to encircle the prince, they would definitely leave people around Hengwu Palace to guard against it. There are fish that slip through the net.

Once he appeared in front of the Beiyan people, Yihuer Khan would definitely suspect that one of the two parties must be confusing the public.In order to prevent wrong judgments, a part of the manpower will be allocated to deal with him.

The Beiyan elite must be the first to sneak into the palace and capture the crown prince by the side of Hu Erhan, and the number will not be too many.The crown prince still has Zhou's guards in the hands of Chu Yue and Yi Fei, I hope... enough support.

Duan Qingzhu walked east along the outer wall of Hengwu Palace, passing a small door opening.

The small doorway is hidden in the mound behind the flower bed, and it is less than half a person's height.

Some blood was sprinkled next to it, and a corpse was lying down.The Beiyan people have already left.

Duan Qingzhu didn't know how many scenes like this he passed through. He was anxious to attract Beiyan people, but he didn't have the time to feel emotional, so he just hurried past.

The moment he passed the doorway, he suddenly felt that something was out of order.

Before he had time to think about it, he only heard the sound of breaking wind behind him, and his body had already moved before his brain reacted. He lowered his body, and the sharp machete flashed in front of him, and it slashed against the brick wall opposite, making a piercing sound.

Although he avoided this knife, he was very reluctant.With a sudden force, he lost his center of gravity and fell to the ground.

The dead man missed a blow, he didn't hold back, he shouted a Beiyan word, and came towards him again with his knife.

He is not a martial arts practitioner, and his whole body has been tense for a long time. Just now, he has reached the limit of his movements. After falling suddenly, he tried to get up again, but he felt that all the muscles in his body were convulsing, and he could not use his strength. .

Seeing the scimitar approaching the door, Duan Qingzhu couldn't avoid it, so he closed his eyes.

The man was overjoyed to see him looking like he was waiting to die in despair.

The leader ordered that whoever takes Wei Taifu's life will be named Zuo Xianwang, rewarded with hundreds of horses and countless cattle and sheep.

He doesn't know what Wei Taifu looks like, but he can't take his eyes off this dress, this person must be Wei Taifu.

His thoughts turned, and his murderous intentions were rampant.

In a blink of an eye, the knife wind has arrived.

Duan Qingzhu opened his eyes suddenly, and threw forward with all his strength, the dagger hidden under the sleeve of his robe was lifted up, and stabbed hard at the man's chest.

The man didn't expect that he still had the strength to resist, and when he was caught off guard, blood gushed out, and he screamed in pain.

Duan Qingzhu succeeded in one blow, the dagger was too late to pull out, and quickly rolled to the side.But still not as fast as a machete.

He only felt a chill in the back of his chest, and then there was fluid flowing down the back of his spine.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw seven or eight Yan people rushing here, and before he had time to check the injury, he took advantage of the moment when the person in front of him stopped moving because of the pain, he rolled over, his legs and arms worked together, and got into the small door opening.

He fell on the bluestone bricks, ignoring the smoke and dust, gasped for a few times, finally heaved a sigh of relief, looked at the hole in the wall beside him and smiled wryly.

It can be regarded as being attracted.

The hole in the wall is not big enough for only one person to pass through.If all the Yan people want to come in, at least they can delay for a while and buy him time to escape.

He's not worried about them not coming in now.

Judging from the behavior of that person just now, Beiyan presumably offered a reward for his head, if he was burned to death in the fire without any reason, no one would be able to accept the reward.

He is a civil servant next to him, with wounds on his body, so it doesn't take time to kill him and get out of the fire.

Under the heavy reward, there must be a brave man. As long as one person comes in, the Yan people who chase after him will definitely want to get a piece of the action.

He thought a lot, but in reality it was only a blink of an eye. Looking through the hole in the wall, the Yan people were already approaching.

Duan Qingzhu gritted his teeth and stood up, picked a path where the fire was still small and ran.

The alley is not long, and there is a row of connected houses through it.The fire hadn't reached here yet, but the smoke and dust had already drifted over, covering the entire alley, with less than five steps in sight.

The thick smoke made his throat itchy, he coughed violently twice, and suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood.

His eyes turned black, and he knew that if he ran like this, it would only take a moment for Beiyan people to catch up with him.

So when he passed by a side room, he covered up the blood on his body and sneaked in.

This seems to be an abandoned warehouse. There is almost nothing in the house for shelter, only a few earthen jars scattered in the corner.

Duan Qingzhu paused, just about to go out and find another room, when he heard footsteps coming from the end of the corridor.

He hurriedly turned around to close the door, put in the latch, and sat down slowly with his back against the door, breathing lightly.

The Beiyan people are here.

Duan Qingzhu heard that they were chasing blood at the entrance of the alley, exchanged a few words in Beiyan dialect, and then gradually dispersed their steps.

Immediately afterwards, a few "bang bang" came from the alley.

It was the sound of the door being knocked open and bouncing off the wall.

Fortunately, there is still some distance from the room where he is hiding.

Duan Qingzhu heard knocking on the door outside, searching, a few Beiyan words, then knocking down another door, searching, another few Beiyan words, then hitting another door...

As time goes by, it gets closer and closer.

Duan Qingzhu leaned against the door and closed her eyes.

Just now he didn't even feel rolling and running, but now he calmed down, he just felt a throbbing pain in his back.The entire piece of official robe was already soaked in blood, stuck to the flesh, and was quickly evaporated by the scorching air, sticking to the wound, tearing the flesh with every movement.

The wrist also hurts badly, the place where it was burned by the wooden beam when dragging Anwen in the palace just now was ruptured, exposing the tender flesh and pus inside, it was burning and painful.

The door of the next room was knocked open.

Duan Qingzhu only felt that his whole body was very hot, but inside his body was cold.

The wounds all over the place began to make trouble again, and the pain made him dizzy and in a trance.

It seemed as if he heard familiar footsteps in the daze again. At the gate of the palace, the prince rushed to him in a few steps, put him in his arms with one hand, and covered the wound on his neck that Zhou Fan had slashed for him with the other. Fen gently coaxed him and said, "Thirteen, don't sleep, I'm back."

He thought, Xiao Daokun is back.

He is back.

But isn't he dead?

He dazedly completed the logic for himself, oh, it looks like I'm dead too.

pretty good.

I miss him.

He didn't feel happy for a while, but then he became genuinely distressed, he thought, I am like this, when I arrive at the Palace of King of Hell, Xiao Daokun will definitely scold me again.

It's all because of Beiyan's grandsons!

"boom"

The door panel behind him slammed.

The door panel was very thin, and the shock was transmitted to Duan Qingzhu's back without any effort, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood, and suddenly woke up from his wild thoughts.

The Beiyan people are here.

Across the door, the dead soldier from Beiyan didn't break open at once, he was stunned for a moment, then he came to his senses and yelled in Beiyan's language.

Probably means "He's here".Duan Qingzhu thought calmly.

Immediately after a sound of footsteps, the Beiyan people gathered.

Through the thin layer of door panels, their breathing is close at hand, and Duan Qingzhu can even smell the blood on the machete in the choking smoke.

"boom"

The door panel was slammed again.

"boom"

"boom"

The crack ran from top to bottom, twisting the latch from the middle into a fragile arc that was about to break.

Just hit it again.

"boom"