The door was pushed open gently, and Tao Lan walked in with his head slightly lowered.
Dingyun and Xingfeng followed her. After entering the room, the two men looked at each other. Seeing fear and complexity in each other's eyes, Dingyun turned around and closed the door gently.
Tao Lan is no longer the irritable and joyful character she used to be. She did not have an attack. She stood by the big table in the room, staring blankly.
The two men didn't say anything and stood silently.
When the sky was bright outside the window, Tao Lan said, "Has anyone come back?"
"Madam, no." Dingyun said softly.
"They are all dead..." Tao Lan murmured.
"This girl must be that Ah Li. Apart from her, I can't think of anyone else," Xingfeng said.
"Yes," Tao Lan nodded, "It should be her."
Xingfeng frowned, and a chill came out, filling his whole body.
They had been looking for her and finally bumped into her. More than a dozen people could not deal with her as a girl.
If he and Dingyun hadn't realized that the situation was out of control and immediately protected Tao Lan from escaping, they might not be able to come back now.
Tao Lan sat down on the crescent moon stool next to the table, raised her hand and touched the teapot, which was cold.
"How many people are there in Beijing now?" Tao Lan asked.
Xingfeng did a mental calculation and whispered: "Counting me and Dingyun, there are no more than eight people..."
"Eight people?" Tao Lan smiled, "There are only eight people left?"
Xingfeng nodded with difficulty.
Maybe, there are not eight people left. This girl is elusive and has first-class skills. The rest of the people are going to do the work. Who knows if they will encounter any danger?
After another long silence, Tao Lan said: "Get ready, we will leave when they come back."
"Leaving Beijing?" Xingfeng asked.
"Yes." Tao Lan nodded.
There was no need to continue looking for Tao Mao, as he might not be able to find him. At the same time, she wanted to ensure that she could leave safely.
At the same time, she had already lost too much during this trip to Beijing, not only the more than 60 people she brought with her when leaving Yunhu, but also Lin Qingfeng from before, who ran away without a trace with the money she gave her.
She will inevitably be scolded after she returns home.
And, this Ah Li...
"If Ah Li hadn't set the fire that night and pushed our Tao family to the world again, maybe my mother would not have died." Tao Lan said through gritted teeth.
Tao Lan looked out the window with a huge pain in her heart.
The streets are still filled with roaring noise, and earth-shaking fear hangs in the hearts of millions of people.
One day, she will come again, and she will not be accompanied by these men again. She will be carried in from the city gate in a magnificent sedan chair. She will open her eyes wide and look at these people who hate her to the core, but have to treat her.
How useless and frustrated are the people who are kneeling.
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Xie Dajun's body hangs five feet above the ground outside Chengwen Ink Shop, and people from far and near can see it by looking up.
There were cries all around, and the corpses coming all the way from the Zhongcheng Imperial Garden on Tianqi Street paved a path of blood to clear the way for the Xuanwu Army. The green snow could cover up the dripping blood, but it could not cover up the cries of the bereaved relatives and friends.
The Xuanwu troops retreated to the intersection of Huaizhou Street. Feng Lei held the knife in his hand and looked at the dense sea of people in front of the Dongping Academy in the distance. He felt that his limbs were about to freeze.
Yesterday, he came in a rage and vowed to destroy Dongping Academy, but he failed to do so. There were too many people here. It would be fine if they were ordinary people, but there were half the dignitaries of the capital here. Moreover, he turned back after calming down.
When I went to see it, I realized what an unforgivable sin I had committed in my anger.
Now there are people everywhere here, from Xiaohu Camp, Yanyun Guards, Beifu Soldiers, and other imperial guards gradually arriving.
As for the emperor, among all the people present, no one knew about the emperor's plan to leave the capital earlier than he did. Therefore, the capital is now chaotic, disorderly, and troubled. If something goes wrong, no one can suppress it.
Live other people.
In Dongping Academy, Mr. Zhan Chen, who was urged to come in to rest by the students, tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep no matter what.
Turning over again, he sat up uneasily, looked at the snow outside the open door, and asked in a loud voice: "Is there any news from Zheng Guogong?"
"Sir, not yet." Song Wu's voice sounded outside.
Mr. Zhan Chen frowned and became anxious. After a pause, he lifted the quilt and got out of bed, put on his coat and came out.
"Sir, why are you out here?" Seeing this, Song Wu quickly opened his umbrella.
Mr. Zhan Chen stood at the door and asked, "How is the situation outside?"
"It's much better. In short, our school can be saved."
"I'm still afraid," Mr. Zhan Chen murmured, looking up at the heavy snow in the sky, "Your Majesty, have you really left Beijing?"
"Your Majesty," Song Wu muttered, "I think he is just a dog."
"What nonsense are you talking about!" Mr. Zhan Chen scolded him immediately.
Song Wu paused, then couldn't help it anymore, and said: "Sir, he doesn't want to be the emperor himself, and he also wants to let us die. Qingshan Academy is gone! If it weren't for General Song, we would almost be finished.
, what kind of emperor is this? He is no longer our emperor!"
"You, you," Mr. Zhan Chen frowned, "you ignorant kid!"
Song Wu curled his lips and said nothing.
He never dared to disobey Mr. Zhan Chen. This irritable teacher was so angry that he would scold him for anything, but Song Wu really couldn't help it just now.
"Let's go and see what's going on outside," said Mr. Zhan Chen, "and see if those bastards are gone."
"Yes, sir." Song Wu said.
Mr. Zhan Chen watched him run away with an umbrella, sighed, looked towards the corridor beside him, raised his hand and gently stroked the eaves column beside him.
It's almost possible that these old guys will also perish in the flames.
Song Qingtang was sleeping in the wing on the other side, drowsy, and several personal guards were taking care of him.
There were three or four young men at the door, all well-dressed and rich, standing in the snow talking very softly, frowning.
Several voices gradually came from the distance.
"I said that the emperor was a dog, and my husband scolded me," a voice said angrily. "He said that I was arrogant and ignorant, but I think I was right."
"Mr. Zhan Chen really can't understand," another voice said, "I also think you are right. The emperor wants our lives, and he even ran away overnight. It's embarrassing."
"It's not that he can't carry it clearly, he has been kneeling for his whole life. If something like this happens suddenly, I don't think he can recover."
"Yes, we are still young, so we are different from him, but our Mr. Li is not so vicious."
"Um."
…
The voices of two people passed by, talking and walking towards the outside door.
Across the courtyard wall, several teenagers heard the sound and moved their eyes. When they walked away, the teenagers looked at Zhuge Ying, who was the thinnest among the crowd.
