Lock and secure

He was no longer able to think, and like a madman he moved the still-hot beams with his hands, feeling no pain from the burns.

Zhang Jiji couldn't bear to see this and stepped forward to stop her, "Your Highness, the princess set the woodshed on fire. She must have done it to get the young master out. Such a fiery princess..."

"Get out of here!" Bei Zhenting's voice was extremely cold.

A group of people turned the woodshed upside down, but they didn't find the princess's body, not even a piece of bone residue...

There were no bones or scraps found in the west courtyard either...

It's good news that no bones or debris were found, which means the person escaped or was rescued.

However, Bei Zhenting was distraught. He hoped that Luo Yao had escaped and been rescued, but his mind told him that Luo Yao had been burned to ashes!

He couldn't be wrong. Luo Yao's eyes at that time showed that he wanted to commit suicide! Luo Yao was absolutely isolated and helpless in the capital! He didn't believe that Luo Yao could get any outside help! He didn't believe that Luo Yao could escape from such a fire!

When he thought Luo Yao might have escaped, even though the chance was almost non-existent, he finally remembered to check the city gates to look for him, but a carriage had already driven five miles out of the city.

There were five people in the carriage, a man in his thirties, a boy of seventeen or eighteen, Luo Yao, Luo Xinchen and A Shi, as well as a large pile of gold, silver and banknotes.

Luo Xinchen bit Bei Zhenting's evil aunt and was slapped on the forehead. He woke up.

A Shi was also seriously injured, but he was conscious.

Luo Yao was covered in wounds, had inhaled too much smoke and dust, and was still unconscious.

A Shi made a simple ignition mechanism using water droplets. As long as the wooden barrel was filled with water, the mechanism would be triggered to ignite a fire. The process of filling the barrel with water was to buy time for him and Luo Xinchen to escape.

When the fire broke out, the guards thought they had just escaped, but they didn't know that when Ah Shi saw the fire in the palace, he had already taken Luo Xinchen up the back mountain.

Ah Shi and Luo Xinchen, who were awake at this time, stared at each other.

They still didn't know who these two people were.

They ran into the city and originally wanted to hide and wait for the city gates to open before running out, but unexpectedly an old man flew in from the sky. The old man led them to climb over the city wall and flew out without going through the city gate!

The old man brought them Star Cosmetics and a pile of gold and silver bills earned from the firewood business, asked them to wait in the carriage, and then flew away.

When they arrived, there was a boy of about seventeen or eighteen sitting in the carriage, holding a piece of grass in his mouth. After they got on the carriage, the boy drove away.

Luo Xinchen thought he had met the human traffickers his brother had mentioned who specialized in eating children and cried all the way.

However, the young man drove the carriage for a while and then stopped.

After a while, a man in his thirties flew over with the young master in his arms!

At this moment, a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old was scratching Luo Yao's nose with a piece of grass, with a sad face.

He poked the man driving the car and asked, "Hey, what's your name?"

Ah Shi and Luo Xinchen were stunned when they heard this.

Don’t these two people know each other?

The man thought for a moment and said, "My name is Luo Jun."

Young man: "You are not allowed to have the same last name as the master!"

The man said seriously, "Let's think of a surname and wait for the master to wake up and give us a name. Wouldn't that be wonderful?"

The boy thought this was a great idea and immediately asked the man excitedly, "What do you want to be called?"

The man thought about it seriously and said, "I want the last name to be Du!"

The boy's eyes rolled around, "Then I'll take the last name Li!"

Ashiluo Xinchen stared at the two strangers in a daze, not understanding who the master they were talking about was.

Maybe it was because Luo Xinchen's gaze was too strong, but the boy turned his head and finally noticed through the carriage curtain that there was a little one in the carriage. He instantly became interested, leaned over, and reached out to pull Luo Xinchen's uninjured cheek.

"Hey hey hey, so soft!"

Luo Xinchen was extremely frightened. He buried his head in Ah Shi's arms and turned to look at the boy warily. Ah Shi held Luo Xinchen in his arms, his face wary. "Who are you?"

The boy scratched his ears and poked the man, "Hey, who are we?"

The man drove the carriage without replying. The young man tutted his tongue and pointed at Luo Yao, who was lying unconscious on the carriage. "We are all his people."

The young master's people?

When did the young master have two more men?

Ah Shi was puzzled.

The young man took out a pill from his arms and asked Luo Yao to swallow it, then sat at the door of the carriage and ignored them.

With Kyoto left behind, the officers and soldiers split into several groups to search for the city before dawn.

Soldiers were stationed to guard the Qingcheng Gate, Baihu Gate, Zhucheng Gate, and Xuanwu Gate in the east, west, south, and north, and entry and exit checks were very strict.

Early in the morning, the city was crowded with people going in and out of the city for business, and the traffic was blocked.

At the Zhumen Gate, soldiers were checking merchants leaving the city. All the people on the carriages were forced to get off and compared one by one. The carriages were checked inside and out, and the goods were checked box by box. A group of people were waiting behind with eager eyes.

"Why are you so strict today? When can I leave the city? I'm still waiting to pick up the goods!"

"Who says it's not? The city gate was opened for a while today, and they started checking while it was still dark."

"Don't you know? I think some prisoner escaped from the Yong'an Palace dungeon. The fire last night was so bright!"

"Is there a fire in the Yong'an Palace?"

When the people heard about the Yong'an Palace, they still remembered the wedding a few years ago and started talking about it.

"Is the prince okay?" The girls only care about the handsome and gentle national male god, Prince Yongan.

"I hope nothing happens to the prince!" a little girl cried.

Not far from Zhuchengmen, the chaotic Wuliang Street is a perennial gathering place for beggars, with a high turnover rate. Traffic is heavy, people come and go, and no one cares whether these beggars live or die.

Competition in the beggar industry is also very fierce. Beggars come to take up positions early in the morning. The reason for taking up positions is to compete for the places with the most traffic. If you can take up a place with a lot of traffic, you may earn a few more copper coins a day, and have food to eat.

At this time, the two little beggars were quarreling.

"Get out of here! I occupied this place yesterday!"

The beggar sitting in the corner didn't even glance at him, "Yesterday is yesterday, today is today, and today your father was here first!"

Seeing that he refused to let him go, the little beggar went over and sat down next to him, pushing his butt hard towards him.

The two men were not much different in age, and when they squeezed, neither of them gave in and they pushed each other.

A ragged, smelly middle-aged beggar squatting next to them was squeezed and pushed them hard, "Push again! Push again and I'll kill you!"

The younger beggar was pushed down and fell on another younger beggar. The older beggar pushed him away violently, and the younger beggar bumped his head on the man's shoulder, and his nose started bleeding.

The man was furious. He stood up, pushed him to the ground, and kicked him in the stomach twice. The little beggar gritted his teeth, held his stomach, and trembled in pain.

The man was not satisfied yet and was about to kick the beggar a few more times, but another beggar nearby grabbed him and shook his head.

They can't cause trouble now and ruin His Highness's important plans.

The man stopped, spat, and stood up and left in disgust.

Two big beggars staggered towards the red gate.

In a corner, he found a few broken wooden boxes to shelter his body, and kept a keen eye and ears on Zhu Chengmen's situation.

"What on earth happened? Why did they start investigating so early in the morning? Have we been exposed?"

"That's impossible. Brothers haven't done anything bad in the past few days..."

"We must quickly inform His Highness that the Great Emperor has been in state mourning for five days and has returned today. We must leave the city as soon as possible, otherwise, I'm afraid something terrible will happen."

On the other side, the script in Fan Yun Teahouse was changed early in the morning. Luo Dabiao's gossip was very accurate, and he was talking about the Princess of Yong'an being burned to death in a fire.

But he was captured by the soldiers after he had said only two words.

"Why are you arresting me?" Luo Dabiao was still confused when he was taken into the cell made of black stone.

The guard's words were very cold: "Anyone who dares to spread rumors about the princess will be imprisoned here today!"

The guard locked the door and left, and only then did Luo Dabiao notice that there were several familiar faces in the cell.

Several of the famous teahouse owners and storytellers in inns and restaurants in the capital are all here.

"As soon as we said the princess was burned to death, we were arrested. Could it be that the princess really was burned to death?"

"Shut up! Don't you want to die?!"