On the night of the Shangyuan Festival, in order to prevent possible riots, Jinyiwei, Shuntianfu, and Jingwei all dispatched a large number of people to patrol the streets At that time, he was under the Chengtian Gate, vigilantly watching the Aoshan lamp. otbnkotgt At that time, there was nothing abnormal, but this lamp mountain was too big and the structure was too complicated, and no one dared to pack a ticket, and there would be any moths at that time.
So Wang Xian didn't know the bottom in his heart, so he simply stared at this lamp mountain from a distance However, Wang Xian was not too worried, he had already conducted a detailed field survey, and from any position of the Aoshan lantern, it could not pose a threat to the emperor in the Chengtianmen Tower.
Moreover, he has already set up a bright post and a secret post around him, and if there is a slight movement on Dengshan Mountain, the Jinyi Guard can surround it and prevent the lawbreakers from harming the people It's just that for some reason, that trace of worry always lingers in his heart, and he can't shake it off When he saw the woman in white appear at the top of Aozhu, Wang Xian's heart chuckled, and he turned back sharply to look at Gu Xiaolian behind him.
Gu Xiaolian also looked solemn, nodded at Wang Xian, and said in a deep voice: "It's her" Wang Xian's head exploded and hurriedly let Wu Wei blow the whistle, the sharp whistle was not harsh in the noisy environment, but it was enough for the Jinyi guards who were on standby nearby to hear it The brocade guards who heard the whistle also blew the whistle, and the sharp whistles came and went, one after another At the same time, the brocade guards hurriedly rushed to the Aoshan lantern, however, the crowd watching the lantern was also attracted by the grand scene of the Aoshan lantern, and poured over from all directions like a tide.
The brocade guards were swept away by the crowd and couldn't find the north, and they desperately pushed the crowd, trying to move forward.
However, it is still difficult to move forward At this time, the huge golden rooster also appeared, as well as the magic sound that had been hovering in Wang Xian's mind all day "The golden rooster sings the heavenly fire, the heavenly fire descends, and the demon palace burns" "Quick" Wang Xian was already going crazy, standing there and roaring: "Kill them and kill them" However, hundreds of thousands of people on the heavenly street were stuffed, and his voice could not separate the crowd at all, and send the troops to the foot of Dengshan Mountain, so it could only be in vain Moreover, it was too late to do anything at this time, after the death knell-like rooster crow, countless rockets were shot from Ao Mountain, dragging bright yellow trails, crossing the city tower of Chengtianmen, and shooting into the depths of the Great Inner Sea Looking up at the rockets that were fired at the palace, Zhu Di and the ministers on the tower of Chengtianmen City were also dumbfounded, they never imagined that there were really people who were so bold that they dared to attack the palace "Quick" There was a mess on the city gate, Zhu Zhanji, Zhu Gaosui and others hurriedly protected Zhu Di and shouted loudly: "Protect the emperor" The guards hurriedly rushed to the city gate, wanting to escort Zhu Di down.
Emperor Yongle of the Ming Dynasty fiercely pushed the people around him away, and shouted: "What kind of panic, how can I make my palace?"
"Yes."
Seeing the emperor's grandfather like this, Zhu Zhanji also calmed down, he knew that today's security was loose on the outside and tight on the inside, and there were tens of thousands of elite soldiers inside and outside the palace guarding the thieves to create some chaos, and it was absolutely wishful thinking to break through the palace gate and burn the palace.
He poured wine for Zhu Di and said with a smile: "Grandpa Huang is right, I want to see how this golden rooster burned down my Ming palace."
The rest of the princes and ministers had to sit back and laugh with a smile: "It's impossible at all" They couldn't help but look north, watching the raindrops of rockets fall in Fengtianmen, and shook their heads with disdain: "Just with these rockets, I want to burn the palace, and I can't use my Ming palace as a firewood stack."
"Hahaha" The princes and ministers laughed loudly, but they caught a glimpse of the emperor's iron face, but his eyes were blood red.
It was dyed red by the fire that rose from inside the Fengtian Gate, and the laughter came to an abrupt end, and there was a dead silence on the city gate tower for an instant.
"Quick, go put out the fire" Zhu Gaochi was the first to wake up, dragging his heavy body and rushing down the city gate.
Inside the Fengtian Gate, looking at the fire that rose into the sky, Zhao Yingden became a stone statue Tianke testified, he has not slackened in the slightest these days, and today he personally led people to tie the palace into an iron barrel and pay special attention to fire prevention No matter how disdainful he was for Wang Xian on the surface, the old eunuch attached great importance to this peer enemy in his heart, and when he saw that he was crazy, Zhao Ying believed that the ballad of the White Lotus Sect would not be just empty words and intimidation.
In line with the idea that he would rather believe that he has something or not, Zhao Ying carried out the highest level of security in the palace.
Although the lights are bright and fireworks are everywhere outside, not to mention lighting flowers in the palace, not even a single candle is allowed.
The ladies and eunuchs were all locked in their rooms and were not allowed to come out, and they had to watch each other, and if one of them went missing, everyone would be killed All the doors of the palace have been closed, and every street has been guarded by sentry points, and there are also teams patrolling back and forth non-stop.
Such as Fengtian Palace, Huagai Palace, Jinshen Palace, Qianqing Palace, Kunning Palace, these vital parts are heavily guarded, and no one is allowed to approach.
Standing on the west corner tower, looking at the palace like an iron bucket, Zhao Ying was relieved.
Seeing the expressions of Ma De and the others beside him who seemed to disagree, Zhao Ying knew that they felt that they were making a big fuss, but the elderly people all believed in being careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years, although he himself felt that there was no need to toss like this, but only in this way could he rest assured.
It was precisely because of full preparation that when those rockets were fired into the palace, although Zhao Ying was shocked, he was not flustered, his judgment was the same as that of the princes on the Chengtian Gate Tower, thinking that some rockets would not cause much trouble.
With a few orders calmly, the Praetorian Guards in charge of fighting the fire were ordered to quickly extinguish the rockets that fell everywhere, and ordered everyone to be on guard to prevent thieves from taking advantage of the opportunity to cause chaos.
In Zhao Ying's opinion, the fire prevention facilities in the palace are perfect, there are large tanks for storing water everywhere, there are dozens of water dragons, and thousands of guards responsible for fire prevention, so there should be no problem in extinguishing those rockets that fall everywhere In the beginning, it was true, the guards could even use their feet to stomp on the rockets that fell to the ground without even spraying water.
As for those that fell on the edge of the palace, although it took more effort, the water dragon was raised and sprayed vigorously, and it was extinguished.
Seeing those dotted fire sources disappearing into the darkness one by one, Zhao Ying's hanging heart was just about to let go, when he suddenly saw a palace suddenly burst into flames, and the fire engulfed the entire roof of the palace in an instant The fire brigade, which was originally quite orderly, was in chaos when it landed.
Amid the terrible sound of the police whistle, dozens of people pushed a heavy water dragon and ran towards the burning palace.
Although "Quick" didn't figure out why the fire suddenly broke out, Zhao Ying had already realized that something was wrong, and screamed: "Take people to fight the fire" Ma De and the others hurriedly went down the corner tower, screaming and gathering the team to run to the fire.
At this moment, another palace far away also caught fire, and seeing that palace, Zhao Ying's legs weakened, he fell to the ground, and muttered in a lost voice: "It's over" "Fengtian Hall is on fire" frightened cries sounded in all directions, everyone heard the prestige, only to see that the main hall of the palace, the Ming Dynasty Fengtian transport, the symbol of the world, Fengtian Palace, has ignited a raging fire Everyone abandoned the original fire and rushed towards the Fengtian Temple, spraying water dragons one after another, but the fire was so fierce that the water column was vaporized before it touched the building Despite all the futility, no one dared to stop, and they rushed to the fire with buckets and sand, because everyone knew that if the fire destroyed the Fengtian Temple, everyone would be buried together There are more and more people who put out the fire, but the fire is burning bigger and bigger, not only devouring the Fengtian Palace, but also spreading to the Huagai Palace, the Jinshen Palace, the three major halls of the Ming Dynasty's imperial power are all surrounded by flames "It's over" Zhao Ying sat on the ground, looking at the three major halls in the fire sluggishly, his eyes full of despair.
"It's over, it's over" Not only did Zhao Ying think so, but everyone who saw this fire had the same idea.
After finishing the Chengtianmen City Tower, the princes and ministers also had the same thought in their hearts, but no one dared to say it.
Because Emperor Yongle sat there like a statue, without speaking or expression, without moving.
Under the city tower and outside the palace gate, it has also become a pot of porridge.
Jin Yiwei desperately drove away the crowd, and finally caused a riot, and the raging fire in the palace made the people become headless flies, some wanted to go east, some wanted to go west, some wanted to go south, thousands of people crowded together, and the stampede inevitably happened.
The sound of crying and screaming replaced the previous laughter and firecrackers, and the heavenly street, which was still full of joy and jubilation, suddenly became a hell on earth Wang Xian stood in the middle of this hell, looking up at the White Lotus Buddha Mother on the Lamp Mountain, his blood piercing his eyes As if sensing something, the Buddha Mother smiled coldly at his position, and then the ear-filling magic voice sounded again: "When the demon palace is burned, the white lotus opens, and the white lotus opens Our Lady" The brocade guards in the mountain of lights finally climbed to the top of the pillar and surrounded the Buddha mother "The demon girl will die" The hundred households in brocade clothes had red eyes with blood, raised their knives and slashed at the Buddha mother, and the rest of the brocade guards also waved their knives one after another, wanting to turn this demon girl in the capital upside down, and shatter the corpse into thousands of pieces: