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Chapter 712 Emperor Huizong of Song Gets Ignited [2 Updates]

The mourning hall, midnight.

Kneeling in mourning attire before Emperor Huizong's funeral, Zhao Jin'er timidly spoke to Zhao Yupan:
"Big sister, I'm scared..."

The children under ten years old, Zhao Chuanzhu, Zhao Jinzhu, Zhao Jinyin, Zhao Saiyue, and Zhao Jingu, have all gone to sleep.

Those who stayed at the mourning hall to keep vigil were all over ten years old.

But in fact, apart from the three widows Zhao Yupan, Zhao Jinnu, and Zhao Jinluo, the eldest Zhao Hu'er and Zhao Fujin were only thirteen years old.

Zhao Qiaoyun, Zhao Yingluo, Zhao Yuanzhu, and Zhao Huanhuan are all twelve years old.

Zhao Xianlang, Zhao Xiangyun, Zhao Zhuzhu, Zhao Fobao, and Zhao Jin'er are all only eleven years old.

The atmosphere of the mourning hall was too eerie and terrifying for them; even Zhao Fubao, the most timid of them, was so frightened that he cried.

Do you think I'm not afraid?

Although the eldest sister, Zhao Yupan, was a widow, she was only twenty-three years old.

In the 21st century, they would have just graduated from university, a time when they are in the prime of their youth.

With so many sisters together, it's good to give Zhao Yupan courage.

But once Zhao Jin'er spoke, Zhao Fubao, Zhao Xianlang, and Zhao Yingluo couldn't help but call out.

Zhao Yupan exchanged a helpless glance with Zhao Jinnu and Zhao Jinluo. As the eldest sister, she had no choice but to shoulder the responsibility.
"Alright, all of you younger ones can go to sleep now."

"My second sister, fourth sister, and I will keep vigil here."

Zhao Jin'er and Zhao Fubao almost cheered. They quickly thanked their eldest sister and ran off in a swarm.

Palace maids escorted them to their chambers, leaving only the three sisters in the mourning hall.

Zhao Jinnu and Zhao Jinluo were also afraid, but since they were both already twenty years old, they couldn't hide from each other even if they wanted to.

"It's so cold..."

A gust of cold wind blew by, and Zhao Jinnu shivered. She quickly took a stack of paper money and burned it in the brazier.

As a result, because too much paper money was put out, the fire was extinguished in one go.

Zhao Jinluo quickly helped by blowing air into the wound: "Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Instead of starting a fire, the ashes were blown up, causing Zhao Yupan to cough violently.

"Alright, alright, stop bragging!"

Zhao Yupan, both amused and annoyed, told them to stop, picked up a stick, and lifted up the thick stack of paper money that Zhao Jinnu had placed there.

"Fourth Sister, try blowing it again."

Zhao Jinluo took a deep breath: "Hoo—"

The flames, which had been suppressed and extinguished, suddenly burst into flames with a "whoosh"!
Just then, a gust of cold wind blew by, not only raising the flames high but also blowing the burning paper money into the air!
"what--"

Zhao Yupan, Zhao Jinnu, and Zhao Jinluo screamed in unison and hurriedly tried to put out the flames!

It would have been better if they hadn't tried to extinguish it; the extinguishing only sent more burning paper money flying, dancing in the wind, and sparks filling the sky!

The three young women were terrified. They screamed and scrambled to their feet to run away, only to bump into someone!

Zhao Yupan bumped into the man's arms, looked up and saw that it was Cai Fu. He immediately felt reassured.

She buried her face in Cai Fu's arms, wrapping her arms tightly around his waist, and neither Zhao Jinnu nor Zhao Jinlu could pull her away.

Left with no other choice, Zhao Jinnu and Zhao Jinluo had to hug Cai Fu from both sides.

They were terrified and just wanted to find a safe place to hide.

Cai Fu's embrace was undoubtedly the safest place, mainly because Cai Fu's yang energy was too strong!
Cai Fu originally came to the funeral hall just to wander around.

After all, as Emperor Huizong's only surviving son-in-law, it wouldn't be right for him not to visit his father-in-law's mourning hall for half a day.

Unexpectedly, he was immediately hugged tightly by Zhao Yupan, Zhao Jinnu, and Zhao Jinluo, so tightly that he could hardly breathe.

Troublesome! So damn troublesome!

Cai Fu sighed helplessly and reluctantly opened his arms to embrace the three of them.
"Big sister, second sister, third sister, what's wrong?"

Zhao Yupan sobbed, "Ghost! Ghost!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zhao Jinnu and Zhao Jinluo burrowed their little heads into Cai Fu's arms, like ostriches facing danger.

Of course, Cai Fu couldn't tell them that there were no ghosts in the world, since there were gods and immortals... He could only use his own yang energy to warm them and comfort them, telling them that they had nothing to fear as long as he was there.

Zhao Yupan, Zhao Jinnu, and Zhao Jinluo did indeed feel much better in Cai Fuhuai's arms.

It was mainly the intense, masculine aura of the man that made them feel as if they were being melted.

That’s not right!

Zhao Yupan, Zhao Jinnu, and Zhao Jinluo were all wondering to themselves:
Why isn't the deadbeat in my house this hot?
Cai Fu had to comfort the three sisters quite a bit; it was quite a task.

After much persuasion, Cai Fu finally managed to appease his three sisters-in-law.

Suddenly feeling that something was amiss, Cai Fu sniffed:
"There's a strong smell of smoke! Where's the fire?"

Looking around, Cai Fu suddenly noticed that a raging fire had started burning inside Emperor Huizong's coffin!

It turned out that most of the burning paper money that had been flying everywhere had been extinguished and fallen to the ground as ashes.

Only a few pieces of burning paper money fell into Emperor Huizong's coffin and went undiscovered...

Zhao Yupan, Zhao Jinnu, and Zhao Jinlu were terrified and their minds were in such a mess that they forgot everything.

Cai Fu was busy comforting them and was too focused to notice anything amiss.

The result was that Emperor Huizong of Song got a fire...

So exciting...

"Fire has broken out!"

Cai Fu immediately shouted at the top of his lungs:

"Help! The late emperor is on fire!"

Should I go up and put out the fire myself?

Are you kidding me? Cai Fu has to protect his three sisters-in-law!

A palace maid rushed in in a panic. She was running so fast that she tripped over her own feet and fell face-first to the ground!
I accidentally knocked over the eternal lamps that were surrounding Emperor Huizong's coffin in the mourning hall!

The reason for keeping these eternal lamps was, of course, because Emperor Huizong of Song believed in Taoism and proclaimed himself "Emperor of Taoism, the Master of Taoism".

A single lamp can pierce through ten thousand years of darkness; these eternal lamps cannot be sustained by the corpses of ordinary people.

As a result, all the ghee from these ever-burning lamps was poured into Emperor Huizong's coffin...

"call--"

Emperor Huizong's body was completely engulfed in flames...

That night, the palace was ablaze with flames and billowed with black smoke!

……

On the seventh day after his death.

A carriage drove into the gates of Tokyo, and sobbing could be heard from inside the carriage from time to time.

"Humph!"

Princess Tianshou, dressed in mourning white, glanced at the carriage with annoyance:
"Cry, cry, cry! You know how to cry!"

Having lived in Shandong for a long time and being immersed in the language, Princess Tianshou also worked hard to learn the Song language, achieving remarkable results.

Aside from some pronunciation inaccuracies, they can communicate without any problems.

The curtain was suddenly flung open, and Zhao Fujin, also dressed in mourning clothes, revealed eyes swollen shut from crying:
"Your father has also passed away. Aren't you sad?"

"Of course I'm heartbroken, but what good is being heartbroken!"

Princess Tianshou drew her Seven Star Sword with a clang, her gaze icy:

"My father has passed away, and I haven't shed a single tear!"

"An ancient person from the Central Plains once said—"

"The entire court of fathers and mothers, the father cries to the mother, the mother cries to the father, can they still cry their way to Dong Zhuo?"
"So I won't cry, I will kill my enemy with my own hands!"
"To place the enemy's cell phone before his grave and offer eggs to my father's spirit in heaven—that is what a hero would do!"

Zhao Fujin cried even harder: "I'm not a hero..."

(End of this chapter)