My Qin Huairu in Siheyuan is not the White Lotus of the Golden Age

"It doesn't matter!"

Zhou Tiantian opened the door from the inside and walked out: "Clean up the outside."

"Cut off the eunuch's head and send it to Fengxia Palace."

"Jian Yi, go there in person!"

Wang Zicheng bowed slightly and said respectfully, "Your Highness, I will do it right away."

He said goodbye and left.

He walked up to Wei Zhongxian, shook his head and said, "To be honest, you are a celebrity after all, and I really don't want you to be offline so early."

"Who told you to follow the wrong person?"

With a sigh, Wang Zicheng raised his knife and chopped off Wei Zhongxian's head.

He wrapped it in a towel and carried it away.

Fengxia Palace.

The boudoir was filled with the mist of love, and Concubine Qin was deeply trapped in it, hugging the iron horse, unable to extricate herself.

Wang Zicheng came here quietly.

With a wave of his hand, all the Red Luan Mist was absorbed into his body.

Concubine Qin's confused eyes suddenly became clear again.

"Little Orange, you——"

"I--"

When Concubine Qin regained consciousness, she showed a look of horror, but quickly recovered.

She dragged her charming figure and said with a clever smile: "Little Orange, stop making trouble——"

But at this moment, Wang Zicheng directly threw Wei Zhongxian's head over. When Concubine Qin saw Wei Zhongxian's head rolling in front of her eyes, she was so frightened that she paralyzed on the bed.

Concubine Qin was so terrified that her heart was like a drawn bowstring. She dared not breathe, for fear that if she opened her mouth, the heart that had lodged in her throat would fall out.

"Your Highness, please have mercy—"

"If there is a next time, you will be the one to be killed!"

After saying this, Wang Zicheng picked up his knife and left Fengxia Palace. When he walked out, he suddenly heard a woman's voice: "Xiao Chengzi, you will come again!"

"Right--"

Listening to Concubine Qin's voice, Wang Zicheng still shook his head. He had a deep memory of the past events with Concubine Qin, and couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic, but -

"Ugh!"

"I will never be able to taste such a delicacy as Concubine Qin again!"

After swallowing and shaking his head, Wang Zicheng stopped thinking about it and left Fengxia Palace without looking back, never to return again.

-

It is midsummer now, the sea is blue, the sky is blue, and the atmosphere is warm.

As time went by, the heat wave that had been dormant for many days emerged like a tide, and dryness and sweat gradually replaced the coolness - summer has arrived.

There was drought in many parts of the Central Plains. No rain had fallen for several months. The crops had almost no harvest due to lack of water, and the people were suffering terribly and could not get enough food.

In order to survive, young people dragged their families and begged along the way, flocking to the rich places on the border. However, there were more porridge than monks, and countless people starved to death along the way. The horrifying scene of exchanging children for food was not uncommon.

When disaster strikes from heaven, there will be human disaster.

All the heroes and bandits in the martial arts world rose up in rebellion. To the east was Liangshan Marsh, led by Chao Gai, who was known as the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King. He gathered the righteous flag and performed great acts of benevolence. He had more than 100,000 supporters, and even more heroes from the martial arts world went to join him.

There was a religion in the north called the Ming Cult. Its leader Fang La called on a large number of bandits, and under the guise of robbing the rich to help the poor, he occupied the land and became the king, with many supporters.

In addition, there were countless people like Shan Xiongzhong, Li Zicheng, and Wang Mang who occupied large and small hills and caused trouble to the local area.

As a result, the people will still suffer.

some where.

A group of men and women crowded behind the dark mountain wall. A stream of extremely tiny drops of water slowly flowed down, and a person next to them was holding a basin to catch it.

He had been kept in this position for nearly an hour, but despite this, only a thin layer of liquid had accumulated in the porcelain bowl.

"It's really a ghost!"

The man holding the bowl looked up and cursed at the sky, feeling aggrieved, helpless, and longing.

"Be careful not to spill the water!"

"It's good to have water, let's just enjoy it secretly."

"That's right. Let alone our village, even in the city, there is not much water left. I heard from people outside that there are disaster victims everywhere. The city gates are closed and only people are allowed to enter, not leave. It's very strict."

……

"Hurry, they're here!"

Just when they were rejoicing that they had water, they suddenly heard a noise from outside. The person holding the bowl was horrified and yelled, "Oh no! We've been discovered. We can't let them leave!"

It's too late to say, then soon!

The two groups picked up their weapons and started fighting. Before long, no one was left standing...

Such tragedies can be seen everywhere. Even though the imperial court is willing to do so, it is powerless to reverse the situation, but it is still making its final efforts.

Ying Tianfu.

Now, the country is also under the threat of scorching heat, with disaster victims and bandits spreading everywhere, and all kinds of news are popping up like mushrooms after rain.

Among this group of people, there are old people, women, children, and also young people in their twenties.

They were scattered all over Yingtian Prefecture, and they recorded the latest news, gathered them together through various channels, and finally had them copied by special personnel and sent to Yingtian Prefecture.

After all, the words written by the person who was trying to get the news were really hard to describe.

If it is not copied by a dedicated person, it would be embarrassing to pass on such words that no one can recognize to the superior.

On this day, a piece of paper was passed around for several times and finally landed in Ruyi's hands. He opened the note, took a look at it, then quickly put it away and left in a hurry.

"Father-in-law, Ruyi has brought you good news!"

In the pavilion, Wang Zicheng was lying on a deck chair, feeling very comfortable with the breeze on his face.

At this time, the little palace maid Ruyi, who had received the news, came to Wang Zicheng happily and said with a smile: "Eunuch, guess what good news I have brought you."

"Noisy!"

Wang Zicheng smiled and said, "Tell me, where is Jian Er now?"

"Father-in-law, you are so boring!"

Seeing that Wang Zicheng had guessed it so easily, the little palace maid Ruyi immediately revealed a tearful expression, and said with her mouth covered, "Eunuch, I was thinking of giving you a surprise, but it's nothing!"

Wang Zichen pulled her to his side and sat between her legs.

"Father-in-law, that's annoying!"

Ruyi smiled and brushed Wang Zicheng's nose, which made him very happy and he cursed inwardly, "Fairy."

"For your reward."

Wang Zicheng took out a pill from his pocket and put it into the cherry-like mouth of the little palace maid Ruyi, saying with a smile: "Ruyi, this is the Hundred Flowers and Rain Dew Pill that I spent a lot of effort to refine. It has the effect of beautifying and nourishing the skin."

"Thank you for the reward, eunuch."

The little palace maid Ruyi was like a little seal snatching food, and playfully swallowed the Baihua Yulu Pill.

"Eunuch, let me serve you!"

Half an hour later, Wang Zicheng, wearing a white robe and with his long flowing hair tied at his waist, mounted his horse and head -

Ying Tianfu.