Chapter 43: Gain a plan? Midnight fire?

Chapter 42: Take the Job? Midnight fire?
The following two consecutive days, the Qin class leader came to ask me about my intentions. According to his statement, the guest official asked for sincerity, and was willing to pay a high price for the troupe to compile the show to a festive and happy end. I thought it was ridiculous for this matter, and the world has been exhausted, so why bother about a story about the market? He ignored it.
The next day I received Song Xiyuan's Flying Pigeon Biography book-"Quick Return, Don't Panic. Stay Home!"
Almost before and after, but half a day later, my father's letter also arrived-"Just take the opportunity to act to recapture the family."
I was so disappointed that I was passing by with Xiaoer, and at the same time, I was afraid that the Regent would find out that I had to sit and sleep for several days and feel at ease. My father gave me a short note and a few digits, but it made my heart clear. Between thinking, there is a sudden birth.
The Regent wanted to come out of Beijing this time without wanting to be informed and sent someone to report, saying that he did not settle in the Royal Palace at the foot of the Meng Mountain, but lived inconspicuously near the Dexing Restaurant in the city. Among an inn. In Luoyang city, except for the rumored loss of life, no one seems to know that the Regent has quietly entered the city. The government mansion is still searching for the vertical childish children on Manjie, which shows that Luoyang local officials are still in the dark.
He always pursued the big hidden in the city, the inn is a place where fish and dragons come and go for business, and he wanted to hide his eyes and ears. However, since it is a mixture of fish and dragons, it is better to touch fish in muddy water.
Now that he has found Xiaoer, he will leave Luoyang City in a few days, and he will not come when the opportunity is not lost. It is not too late to start this matter. The best time to start is tonight! I am planning to deploy several people named Jia Dingshi who died with Song Xiyuan. One hour later, the layout of the rooms in the Yuefu Inn was presented in front of me.
The regent king was accompanied by a group of 18 people. The prince lived in the same room with Xiao'er, and the prince was in the room, and the prince was outside. The rest of the guards were separated from the four rooms around the left and right. They were surrounded by iron drums. And these guards are all masters, and the prince himself is also very skilled. If the dead are allowed to sneak in, there is little chance of victory, only chaos. There is only one way to do it if you want to make a mess--
Arson!
However, I only want to recapture Xiaoer, and I don't want to hurt anyone. How to put this fire, who will put it, and where to put it, every step must be carefully considered. The first is how to lead the Regent from his side.
My heart moved, and I remembered the fairy play. The playbook also had a happy ending, but I never let it sing. The regent was obsessed with changing the ending, and now he fulfilled his wish.
In the evening, Master Qin got my words and happily replied to the man, and invited him to go to the Dexing Building at night to see the newly arranged drama and see if it could meet his wish. Using this as a bait, I wonder if he can be hired out. On that day, his attitude of knowing that Xiaoer was studying drama in the drama group was absolutely not in agreement. If he came, he would not bring Xiaoer together.
Xiaoer is just like me. She likes to eat sweet and still like pastries. After Xiaoer has used supper in the past night, I will always let the girls send a plate of soft snacks to the room about the last hour. Xiaoer generally can eat The next three or two pieces are crisp. My aunts always say that this is not good, which will cause the child's teeth to become caries. I also tried to cut off the night snacks of Xiaoer. Xiaoer is clever and not troublesome, just a pair of wandering. The disappointment in my eyes made me unbearable, and I recovered again within two days.
Two years later, I don’t know that Xiaoer’s habit can be changed. If there is no change, it is just right. Let the dead man dress up as the second child in the shop and send the pastry into it. The pastry contains a handwritten note written by me. Xiaoer is clever and quiet, and she can read clearly early. Moreover, although Xiaoer is young and well-behaved, she is vigilant to Hui Hui, and if you don't see my handwritten note, she refuses to cooperate. Once he struggled to defy, he would inevitably attract the door guard. Therefore, this pastry matters.
There was a rear window in the house. Because of the steep windows of the building, Wang Ye Xu did not think that Xiaoer dared to climb down from the window, so there was no fortification afterwards. By then, the dead will cling to the window, and when Xiaoer reads the note to open the window, she will take him out and put it in the fire room.
There was a fire in the Xiaoer house, and the inn was in chaos. The prince guarding Rao was calm, and he would not have thought of going to the backyard to investigate first. He must first rush into the Xiaoer house to find Xiaoer. Those deceased guarding Xiaoer can now take Xiaoer away from the inn without being noticed.
This plan is interlinked, and if there is a ring in the middle that is beyond my expectation, it will go on a business trip and fail.
When it comes to Xiaoer, how can I be relieved? I finally disregarded Song Xiyuan's exhortation of "not leaving home" in the letter, and it was mixed in the lobby on the ground floor of the inn.
However, I have been out of luck for many years, and the luck has been so extreme that it can't even be seen by God, and finally it is pitiful. This time the behavior went unexpectedly smoothly, and every step was as expected as I expected. When I saw the fire on the second floor Xuan window rise, the smoke choked out. My heart suspended in my throat finally fell back into my chest, a little stable.
It has been drought recently and there has been no rain for ten days. It is the sky that is dry and dry. The room where the tongue burst out of the night licks along the room beam and the wooden ladder carving gallery spreads quickly along the west wind. Because the time I chose was not late at night, when the time was not too late, the guests staying in the store did not go to bed, smelling such a strong smell, they all scrambled out of the door.
There was a chaos in the shop. The guards standing outside the door of the Yeer and the surrounding rooms really rushed out of the nest and rushed into the Yeer's room without any doubt.
Seeing that this was done, I took out a veil from my sleeve and moistened it with tea on the table, covered my mouth and nose, and followed the two or two people who rushed out of the shop.
It was expected that just out of the store, the head-on head almost hit a person. When I looked up and saw that moment, I only felt a sky of thunder straightly splitting the forehead and the top of the heavenly spirit cover, and a cool air poured from the bottom of my foot. It was very, instant Breathing suffocated, a muffled noise in his ears, his eyes were white.
It turned out that God never intended to favor me...
"Wang... Lord beware!" The side guard stretched out his hand and helped the man.
The man's face was pale, and his eyes were full of anxiety. He glanced away from my face and turned to the side, "Come on, help me in!"
"Yes!" The bodyguard stretched out his hand to separate me, and barely supported the man's arm into the store.
I was stunned by the sudden luck and good luck that came one after another. In the flames, I watched the man passing by me in disbelief, not squinting.
He saw me? He didn't see me?
The fire was soaring in the sky, and the light was shining around like daylight. I looked down at my hand, and the small lines that were still unclear during the day during the day were still nowhere to escape under the light of the fire. The clarity was very... not to mention the one passing by people? A dead man who was supposed to lie in a coffin.
unless……
I turned around, separated by the tumultuous crowd, but seeing Zhan Yue in the shop hall led several guards hurriedly came downstairs and clenched his fists to say something to him. He looked dull and said a word. I was facing his position. Seeing that mouth shape, there were only three words-"Search for me!"
Suddenly, the bodyguards scattered again and again throughout the inn and began searching, including the backyard. Only one bodyguard, Shang Li, stood next to him to protect him. But when the prince turned around and said something to him, the bodyguard hesitated a moment and left.
Only the Regent King was standing in the middle of the hall. His eyebrows were tight and his face was pale, and he seemed to be extremely anxious, but he could not go into battle himself. The fists on his side slowly clenched and patted on the side table.
The shop Xiaoer, who was shuttled back and forth in the shop hall, saw all the people in the store have evacuated, but he was standing in the middle of the lobby inexplicably. When he stepped forward, he seemed to discourage him from leaving, but he refused. The little two shook his head no longer cared for him, and ran to the bucket to carry the water.
I just stood outside the door and stood across the hall from him, but he didn't see him. His eyes looked straight ahead. A pair of dark eyes seemed to be engraved and impressed. A closer look, but with a bottomless hole, nothing is left...
"Meow--" I don't know where I passed a white shadow, and it was still striking in the bright red. Blinking, the white rushed straight into the man's arms. The man shuddered, reaching for the short beard on the white cat's cheek, and blurted out, "Xia'er!" Jiji turned around and walked in the direction where the cat just fluttered.
Stumbled all the way, knocked over the table, overturned the stool and hit the corner... Childish toddlers are generally staggering, only rely on a pair of white and slender hands to explore...
Invisible! He can't see anything...
Blind eyes? !
This consciousness suddenly hit my heart, and my mind was blank...
When he returned to his mind, he stumbled and pushed open the door of a compartment. A cloud of smoke and dust broke free from the and the door came out. The flames jumped vigorously, but he raised his foot without hesitation and entered it.
I closed my eyes, turned around, and hurriedly took two steps, but finally stopped.
I just wanted to find my child, and I didn’t want to hurt anyone, let alone a blind person... Anyway, he couldn’t see me, he gritted his teeth, and I turned around again, and rushed into the flaming house.
The smoky smoke from the room made people almost unable to open their eyes. After I managed to adjust to opening my eyes, I saw the man calling "Xia Er!" while he was reaching out to touch a cabinet that was on fire.
I was shocked in my heart, and quickly stepped forward and grabbed his elbow, holding his arm with both hands to force him away from this dangerous place, but he did not feel sympathetic, and broke free from me at one time, vigilant Dao: "Who?" The other hand was momentarily placed on his side, seeming to be ready to go.
I just remembered that he must carry a hidden weapon with him, and the blind person's ears must be conscientious. Although he can't look at it, if he wants to send the hidden weapon to death, he can't do anything. And I can't speak, and once he speaks, he can hear the clue.
When he was in a dilemma, he looked up and saw a beam was burnt by the fire, and it was about to fall down. I didn't wait much to think about it, and stretched my hand to grab his hand and used my greatest strength in my life to pull him over.
The beam crashed down, rubbing past me, and fell heavily on the ground, splashing a roar.
The man suffocated me by holding my hand, and slammed it firmly back, almost crushing my bones, trying to be surprised by the sudden loud noise.
"Who are you?" A whispered question and a blaring blaring sound came again, and with some inexplicable vulnerability, careful. The footsteps seemed to be rooted on the ground, and if I didn't get a reassuring answer, I would never move a step. My face was pale and almost transparent.
I was so anxious and helpless that I had to turn his hand and write with his fingertips in his palm-"I am dumb."
"Dumb...?"
Looking at his face again, he could not see it at all. I only felt that his palm shook slightly as I closed my pen, and his feet still refused to move.
"Child! I'm looking for Xiaoer!" he said dumbly, stubbornly stubborn between words.
No, I had to write in his palm again, "No one here." After writing, I no matter whether he was still stubborn, he dragged his hand and went out.
At this time, he no longer resisted, I believed it, and let me hold my hand and go out.
I was afraid to meet Zhan Yue, and took him out of the back door of the inn, while carefully circumventing all the obstacles in the corner of the ladder. Here is safe, so let go of him.
"You..." I don't know what he was going to say. He seemed extremely eager to speak, but wanted to come to be choked by smoke in the inn, uncomfortable in his throat, and then began to cough violently as soon as he exited.
I saw that he tightened his eyebrows and coughed so badly that he sent the Buddha to the west. He patted his hand on his back and tried to help him. Will take two shots, the next moment, his hands stiff in the air.
Aside, I don’t know when I found Song Xiyuan, who was full of wind and dust and servants. The black robe and the gray robe were staggered. The robe was burnt through a few holes. The sword was raised in his hand. About five steps away from me, I stared at me strangely.
Suddenly, there was a sneer in the corner of his mouth, turning his head and striding away.
I bowed my head silently, and the regent king stopped coughing and grabbed my hand quietly. Suddenly, I realized that the wrist on the other hand was tight, but Song Xi, who had already left, didn't know when to fold it back again. With a sword, one hand held my other hand firmly, and I couldn't help but tell me to leave.
Suddenly stalemate.
The Regent's eyes are barren, reflecting the fire in the distance, but there seems to be a fire hidden in his eyes and slowly awakening. His palm is cold and full of fine sweat. I think it is an anxious hunter who is not searching, and grasps my left hand unconsciously.
Song Xiyuan was full of stubbornness, looking directly at my eyes, the corners of his mouth were tight, his lips were dry, bursting into thin lines, the palm of his hand was burning hot, and the strength of holding my right hand was increasing.
I don’t know who awakened at night in the distance, and a cry punctured the night sky, and the initiation of the general awakened me from the nightmare suddenly. I shook my left hand to get rid of the regent’s restraint.
"Don't go..." He heard his exit blocking and panic and panic.
Can we not leave? Is it waiting for Zhan Yue to come to him to identify me? Is it waiting for him to retake my Xiaoer again?
I anxiously stomped on the foot of his foot, I heard him take a breath and took a breath of cold, between the gap between the hands, I pulled my left hand, I wonder if he still let go, grab it again , Is pulling on my sleeve.
I put a force on my hand, but when I heard the sound of "sizzling!" there was a cracking of the cloth, and a cuff was torn apart between the pulls. The left hand was able to release the shackles immediately. Due to the excessive force, I fell to the right in Song Xiyuan. Body.
Song Xiyuan looked at me coolly, held me up, and a few leaps fell into the night...
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