Others are fleeing famine, but I am a salted fish

The Tiansheng Palace appeared more majestic in the night and rain. The vermilion walls of the palace were tall and thick. The raindrops fell on them, making slight sounds, as if telling the vicissitudes of time and the majesty of the royal family.

The group wore night clothes, blending into the darkness, and keeping a vigilant eye on their surroundings. With their agility, they cleverly avoided the patrolling guards time and time again, and each step was precise and silent, extremely cautious, in order to avoid being discovered by the patrolling guards and being surrounded.

The target of their trip was the Ministry of Revenue, which was in charge of the country's household registration, fields, warehouses, grain transport, salaries of officers and soldiers, and had both grain and money.

The granaries of the Ministry of Revenue were built inside the offices of the six ministries. They were surrounded by high walls and guarded by special personnel. However, because it was night, the number of patrolling guards on duty was less than that during the day.

As they walked along the way, the group was extremely careful, like ghosts walking through a rainy night. The five huge granaries looked like silent beasts in the night, shrouded in a thick darkness, which added a touch of mystery to them under the cover of night.

Lin Xiaoyue waved her hand, and everyone immediately dispersed like ghosts, silently leaped to a high place, found the skylight on the roof and entered the heavily guarded granary.

Compared to the numerous patrolling guards coming and going outside, there were only piles of dead objects inside, without a trace of life.

Lin Xiaoyue walked around the granary and observed the granary under the power center of Tiansheng for the first time. She found that the granary they entered was a cellar for storing grain.

The warehouse cellars are dug very deep, and each warehouse has two floors, one round and one square. The indoor floor is paved with bricks and wooden floors. There are air holes at the bottom of the warehouse door to better prevent moisture.

The granary was filled with rice, wheat, beans, sweet potatoes and potatoes. As a person from the end of the world, she wished she could bury herself alive in it.

Because the granary was 54 zhang long and 13 zhang deep, even though there were many of them, after they dispersed, each person was separated by a short distance.

Some of the guards carefully buried the explosives they brought into the granary. Some of the more cautious ones placed the explosives at the key supports of the granary, and then fiddled with the fuses with their fingers to ensure that the explosives could be detonated accurately.

The other guards were watching the movements outside the granary vigilantly, holding bows and crossbows tightly in their hands, ready to respond to emergencies at any time.

Lin Xiaoyue stared at everyone's movements intently, calculating the time silently in her mind. When everything was ready, she asked everyone to evacuate from the skylight first, and she would follow behind.

After everyone left the granary, she waved her hand and put all the food in the granary into the space, leaving the explosives in the empty granary.

Otherwise, as a person living in the last days, she would be heartbroken to death if she had to watch the warehouse full of food go up in flames.

There are five granaries here, and only one of them is being used now. The other four, in addition to storing imperial grain and salary rice, also store gold, silk, treasures, weapons, and important documents and books.

Especially when seeing the gold, silver and treasures sparkling with alluring light, and the rare treasures that are worth the wealth of a country, everyone's heart can't help but beat wildly.

The Seventh Prince was a man who knew how to be generous to others, and with a wave of his hand, he let everyone who came to participate get a share of the light and precious money first, and then he would bury the explosives and fuses.

After everyone had visited all five granaries, Lin Xiaoyue took a deep breath, waved her hand, and everyone quickly lit the fuse and evacuated at lightning speed.

When they retreated to the planned location, the fuse finally burned out, and a deafening roar broke the silence of the rainy night.

With a loud "boom", there was an explosion.

The flames shot up into the sky, and the huge impact force made the surrounding air seem to tremble. Five granaries were blown up in an instant, and countless debris and corrugated boards mixed with raindrops flew in the sea of ​​fire.

Waves of heat spread in all directions. Large flames as hot as a sea of ​​​​inferno were dozens of feet high. The flames danced wildly and the air was filled with smoke. Even if there was a heavy rain, the fire was difficult to put out for a while.

"Oh my god, what was that sound just now? Was it thunder?"

"It's the granary. The granary is on fire. Quick, quick, put out the fire."

"Oh my God, someone come and put out the fire, quickly."

A raging fire raged in the rainy night, and the tranquility of the entire palace was shattered by the continuous roar of explosions.

The guards were panicked and gritted their teeth as they stepped on the shaking ground caused by the explosion and ran towards the granary, their steps chaotic and urgent.

The palace maids also rushed over from all directions and were busy putting out the fire.

The flames jumped in the rain, reflecting the anxious faces of the palace servants. They carried basins, belts, and splashing guns, and shuttled back and forth. The shouts and the sounds of splashing water intertwined, creating a chaotic scene.

The fire in the five granaries was extremely fierce, with thick smoke billowing in the air and sparks flying everywhere.

In the sea of ​​fire, there were occasional sounds of tiles, porcelain, and other objects exploding. The scorching temperature was terrifying, and the air was visibly distorted.

The water in the Taiping tank was almost empty, but the fire was getting more and more intense. Even though it was drizzling in the sky, the fire did not seem to abate at all.

bang bang bang...

The moment the five granaries collapsed, screams, one louder than the other, resounded through the sky.

Taking advantage of the chaos in the palace, the eunuchs rushed to put out the fire, and Lin Xiaoyue led a group of people to quickly escape the scene during the confusion.

Their figures were looming in the darkness, and their footsteps were light and agile.

The rain hit everyone, soaking their clothes, but no one cared.

In the narrow alley, people moved nimbly among the shadows like fish swimming in water.

Suddenly, there was a noisy sound of footsteps coming from the front. Lin Xiaoyue's eyes fixed and she stopped immediately. The guards also stopped instantly, holding their crossbows tightly, ready for battle.

Some of the Black Armored Guards were good at reconnaissance. They listened attentively amid the chaotic exclamations, footsteps, and crackling sounds of falling rain, and determined the number and direction of the patrolling guards ahead.

After a moment, he gestured to everyone, and the Seventh Uncle waved his hand decisively, leading everyone to quickly climb over the wall and turn into a secluded path in the next palace.

Everyone was on high alert, walking cautiously and observing carefully. Sometimes they ran wildly on the dark path at an astonishing speed.

Everyone's breathing was a little rapid, but everyone's eyes remained firm, not revealing the slightest bit of fear.

The more critical the situation, the clearer everyone's mind became. They knew that they had to escape from Tiansheng Palace as soon as possible, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

However, fate seemed to be playing a trick on them. In the inky night, they unknowingly ran into Emperor Tiansheng who came out after hearing the noise.

When their eyes met, both sides were stunned for a moment by the sudden appearance of the person opposite them.

……

The night is as dark as thick ink;

The rain is as dense as silver threads;

Fate, a shitty existence...;

Emperor Tiansheng was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, and was the most eye-catching presence in the dark night.