I'm so cheap, you don't want to hit me, do you?

Wang Xuan poured wine for Hu Hai again.

"Isn't there something in this wine?"

Hu Hai's hand that was originally grabbing Jiu Jue withdrew again.

Wang Xuan was speechless.

"What's the situation? Since you don't want to eat, then I can do it."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, ate heartily, patted his belly and lay down on the couch after eating and drinking.

"Master, the person who helped Mr. Su has come and let you enter the palace."

Only then did Wang Xuan remember that he had agreed to Fu Su, to teach him how to make things that would please Ying Zheng.

As soon as he heard that he was going to enter the palace, Hu Hai immediately said: "Young Master Wang Xuan, I will go with you."

"OK then."

It was not easy for Wang Xuan to refuse.

The two came to Fusu's palace together.

Seeing Wang Xuan and Hu Hai accompanying him, Fu Su showed a strange expression on his face.

Hu Hai, on the other hand, had a smug look on his face.

What he wanted was this kind of effect, he wanted Fusu to think that Emperor Xuan was already his.

Walking into the main hall, Wang Xuan laid out everything about the guy he took.

This time he is going to make Kongming lanterns, and the making method is very simple.

Originally, this was Fusu's place, and Hu Hai planned to leave.

But seeing Wang Xuan start playing around, he became curious again, so he simply stayed.

Fu Su and Zhang Han were also watching, wondering what Wang Xuan was up to.

Wang Xuan took out bamboo strips, tied them with thread to form a frame, then found cloth and pasted it on, on the cloth was written the words Wanshou Wujiang.

At the bottom is a plate made of bronze.

After finishing, under the curious eyes of Fusu and others, poured lamp oil.

"It's that simple?"

Fusu asked.

"Yes! As long as I light it, this lantern can fly."

"Don't you need wings?"

Hu Hai interjected.

Wang Xuan directly ignored his question.

Check it again and there is no problem, just ignite it directly.

As the fire ignited, the lantern didn't respond at first, but it slowly began to shake, and then slowly lifted off the ground.

"It's really going to fly."

Hu Hai made a fuss and said.

Fusu also widened his eyes.

Then I saw the Kongming Lantern rising higher and higher, flying above the head of the person.

Several people looked at Wang Xuan completely differently.

Especially Zhang Han, as if thinking of something, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

If this Kongming lantern is used as a signal light for marching and fighting, it would be perfect.

Now the common way of transmitting messages is beacon, but it is not clear at night, and the beacon needs to be lit one beacon tower after another, but Kongming lanterns are different. If you let one fly, you may be able to see it clearly for dozens of miles.

"This is dedicated to the emperor, and I have to share the credit."

Hu Hai said excitedly.

Fusu nodded helplessly.

But at this time, the lantern rose higher and higher, and finally withstood the beams of the house.

"It's blocked by the roof."

Hu Hai shouted.

Fu Su, Wang Xuan and the others changed their expressions at the same time.

"not good!"

The next moment, I saw a spark splashing on the beam of the house.

With a sound of "wow", thick smoke suddenly rose from the beam.

"Quick, the house is on fire! Find water quickly."

It's just that it was too late, the hall was entirely made of wood, once the fire ignited, and in addition to the dry weather in winter, the fire spread quickly after it ignited.

Many servants came in and splashed water on it, but the fire had penetrated into the cracks in the wood, and the water could only extinguish the fire outside, but not the inside.

The fire burned more and more intensely, and finally Wang Xuan and the others had no choice but to leave the hall.

A thick puff of smoke began to emerge from the roof, rising straight into the sky.

"Call the water truck quickly and spray the surrounding buildings with water. The fire must not be allowed to continue to spread."

Fusu ordered.

An hour later, the entire hall was engulfed in flames.

Fortunately, there was no wind today, and the fire did not continue to spread to the surrounding area.

Many people in the palace were alarmed and came to put out the fire.

After the fire was extinguished, the entire hall was burnt to ruins.

...

In the bookstore.

Ying Zheng is studying, accompanied by Zhao Gao.

Suddenly there was a commotion outside, and Ying Zheng couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Zhao Gao said hastily: "My servant, go and see what's going on outside."

Ying Zheng nodded.

Shuge is the place where Yingzheng studied. Usually, the eunuchs would slow down when they passed by here. No one had the audacity to run to this place to make a noise.

Zhao Gao went out and came back soon.

Ying Zheng put down the scroll, raised his head and asked, "What happened? The slaves are getting more and more unruly."

"This……"

Zhao Gao hesitated to speak.

Ying Zheng's face suddenly became a little displeased.

"What? If you have something to say, hurry up and talk about it. Is there something that I'm afraid I will know?"

Zhao Gao's face immediately showed panic, and he said in a low voice: "His Royal Highness Fusu's palace is on fire. Just now the imperial guards and servants in the palace passed by with water carts, so they disturbed His Majesty."

"Is it on fire? Is Fusu okay?"

Ying Zheng's face became serious.

The buildings in the palace are all made of wood, so great attention is paid to fire prevention.

Yingzheng has been in power for so many years, and there has never been a fire in the palace.

"Master Fusu is safe and sound, but the main hall was burned to ashes."

"What was the cause of the fire?"

Ying Zheng asked again.

"The cause is unknown for the time being. It is said that when the fire broke out, Mr. Fusu, Mr. Huhai, Wang Xuan, and General Zhang Han were all in the hall."

"Let them come to the Book Pavilion to meet me."

Ying Zheng leaned back and rubbed his forehead.

He felt that as long as there was such a guy as Emperor Xuan, nothing good would happen.

"Here!"

After Zhao Gao left, not long after, Fusu, Hu Hai, Zhang Han, and Wang Xuan, who were disheartened, came to the study.

Ying Zheng was dozing off with his eyes closed, but he sat up straight when he heard the sound.

He was wearing a robe, and his sharp eyes swept over the faces of several people.

"I have seen Your Majesty."

Several Fusu people saluted one after another.

Ying Zheng nodded slightly, and then said: "You guys are quite capable of burning down the house in broad daylight!"

The tone was flat, but obviously a little angry.

The palace pays attention to etiquette, unlike ordinary people's children who can mess around, a room is nothing, but the nature is different.

As soon as Ying Zheng opened his mouth, several people were trembling, not daring to speak out.

Ying Zheng glanced across the faces of several people, and finally settled on Fusu.

"Tell me, how is the house?"

Ying Zheng's tone was a little harsher.

Fu Su is also very asshole, this Wang Xuan is a swindler, who the hell would have thought that making a lantern could light a room.

Seeing that his father wanted to turn his back on him, he immediately hesitated.