The Biography of Concubine Wen Xi in Qing Palace

Chapter 654 Arson behind closed doors ([-])

"What do you want me to say to the emperor?" Rou Jia thought carefully, "You and the imperial concubine are in conflict, this matter must have something to do with her."

"Sister is very smart." Zhuo Lan looked at Rou Jia with a smile, and said softly: "Just now, my sister and my sister have told Elder Brother's life experience. I don't know what my sister is thinking right now? She must be afraid. The younger sister talked nonsense and aroused the emperor's suspicion. When you are often with the king, you are much more than your younger sister. Don't you know how suspicious the emperor is?"

As she spoke, she took Roujia's slightly cold hand, and gently circled her fingertips on the back of her hand: "So, this doubt does not fall on my sister, it must fall on others to settle it. , isn't it?"

Rou Jia's breathing became short of breath, she panted and shook her head and said: "Pick up the noble concubine Qingyu at will, if the emperor finds out that there is no such thing, will I still want to take this life? Even if the emperor is willing to let me go, how can the noble concubine do so? Today's She is not what she used to be."

"Then I need the emperor's letter." Zhuo Lan had a treacherous and sinister smile on her lips: "The imperial concubine is not a clean person. The matter came, and the emperor was very angry. My sister should know about this matter, and the guard seems to be called."

"Shen Ye?" Rou Jia said without even thinking about it: "He is now a third-rank general appointed by the emperor himself, and he is so majestic."

Zhuo Lan approached Roujia with a smile, raised her eyebrows and said: "It's majestic, but I heard that he still lives in the verandah where he used to be a guard. He risked his life on the battlefield and killed the enemy bravely just to gain a future. When you arrive, you don’t ask the emperor to give you a house or a mansion, but you still want to live in that place, what’s the reason?” She looked slightly relaxed, and said lightly: “The boundary of the land is very remote, next to a place that no one cleans. The ruined pavilion is really unlucky, and even the palace people seldom go there on weekdays. If he and the concubine do something shady in that area, people will not be able to notice it for a while."

Rou Jia thought and thought, but still frowned and shook her head: "No, there is no real evidence, this move is too risky!"

"How dangerous is it?" Zhuo Lan looked at Rou Jia's embarrassed appearance from top to bottom, suddenly snatched the little shirt she was holding tightly in her palm, picked up the golden scissors on the case, and wrung it.

Rou Jia stopped her and said, "What are you doing?"

But while speaking, Zhuo Lan had already cut the cloth into fine pieces, threw a piece of rag back into Roujia's arms, and said harshly: "Today my sister twisted the cloak that my sister sewed for Brother Eleven, who knows?" Do you know if the scissors will be slashed on Brother Eleven's skin and flesh tomorrow?"

What she said frightened Rou Jia to the extreme.

Zhuo Lan's face was calm and calm, and the word next to her ear was filled with bitter wind: "I'll give you one month, if the emperor still hasn't gotten angry with the imperial concubine after one month, then sister will wait to give this joy to Elder Brother Eleven." Let the birthday be the death day!"

After saying that, she turned and wanted to leave. Rou Jia knelt down and grabbed Zhuo Lan's calf, crying bitterly: "I beg you, Yinhu is my life! I'm at fault for everything. What does he know? I have nothing to do with you." Why do you treat me so cruelly?"

With all her strength, Zhuo Lan kicked the entangled Rou Jia away, and said with a sneer, "It's not that my sister wants to be cruel to my sister, the decision is entirely in my sister's hands. Is it up to my sister to decide whether she wants to be cruel to the concubine or not?" Be cruel to that little elder brother who laughs and dances with you every day." After saying that, he blessed him and pushed the door away.

After returning to Yongshou Palace, I wanted to change clothes and take a nap under the service of the servant girl, but the moment I lay flat on the couch, I smelled a very slight smell of kerosene.

The smell was faintly hidden in the wind, if he hadn't joined the army with his father since he was a child, and was used to crawling and rolling in the barracks, this subtle smell would naturally be difficult to smell.

Zhuo Lan didn't disturb the palace people, but got up on tiptoe, put on a coat of passion lotus and strolled in the courtyard.

Sure enough, on the base of the wall of the bedroom where he lived, he found traces of kerosene smeared by others.

She kept silent and pretended not to know, stretched her waist and entered the bedroom again.

After only two hours, taking advantage of the twilight in the Forbidden City, he bluntly said that he was going to rest, and ordered the palace people to go back to rest, and there was no need to wait on them.

After everyone left, there were only two internal eunuchs and two maidservants standing guard outside the sleeping hall, so they called people into the hall, pointed to the newly made cakes on the table and said, "Would you like to leave this crab cake tomorrow?" It's fresh, and the left and right beggars are about to rest and lose their appetite, so I'll give it to you."

The four palace servants were too timid to accept it, they couldn't bear Zhuo Lan's repeated persuasion, and because of their status, how could they have used such delicate dim sum?Naturally heartbroken.

The head eunuch took one piece in, and the rest of them didn't care about their shame, so they took one piece and thanked the concubine Jia for her kindness.

The pastries were not finished yet, the four of them felt dizzy for a while, and they both fell to the ground.

Zhuo Lan raised her eyebrows to look at them, and then called out twice to make sure that they had fallen asleep before turning off the lights in the dormitory, and sat quietly under the Ling window as if waiting for something.

Not long after, I heard the sound of the two walking on tiptoe, and then I jumped out of the window with light work, and struck the necks of the two with the slanted palm from behind, making the two faint immediately.

The two were wearing night clothes and covered their faces with black gauze. Zhuo Lan took off the black gauze casually, but saw that they were two unfamiliar men.

One of them always had a kind face, but he didn't know where he had seen it before.

After thinking about it for a while, it suddenly occurred to him that that person had met him several times in the Yonghe Palace of Concubine De.

Concubine De?

The corners of Zhuo Lan's lips sneered, and she said to herself: "So you can't bear to get rid of me and hurry up?"

She bowed her body and dragged the two of them into her bedroom, one behind the other, and soaked their veils in water, then put them on again.After finishing their work, they took out the pinned torches from their waists and ignited them with a light blow: "It's a pity that you can't follow any good master, but don't worry, she will be able to go down and apologize to you soon. "

The light of the fire reflected the serene smile on her face. She was holding the torch, humming a little tune, and unhurriedly set the curtains, gauze curtains, quilts, and wooden couch on fire.

In the midst of the fire, seeing that she was not in a hurry, he dragged the four people who had been stunned by her out of the palace one by one, and placed them on the ground outside the bedroom in an orderly manner.

She raised her hand to wipe the sweat from her forehead, lowered her eyebrows and looked at the few people, and sighed helplessly: "Before she died, she tasted food that she would never taste in this life, so let's go on the road with peace of mind."

After the words fell, he threw the fire bag on the ground at the base of the wall.

Flames shot up to the sky at the bottom of the wall soaked in kerosene, igniting the beams of the house.

Zhuo Lan took out the door lock from her sleeve and locked the door of the bedroom firmly.Then he gritted his teeth and closed his eyes, and put his right arm into the raging fire.

A strong smell of burnt meat wafted into the nostrils, almost nauseating.

Zhuo Lan withdrew her arm with a cry of pain, and saw that it had been burned in a large area, bloody and bloody.

Only then did she hear that she was exhausted and shouted while running: "Come on! Help! Someone is going to kill Bengong!"

(End of this chapter)